Fan Zuang listened to three weird sword names in a row, and became somewhat interested in the young man in front of him who seemed to be a pure swordsman. In addition, Lin Beichen cooperated with him to complete the [Endowed Sword Spirit] of Dejian before, so his
His cultivation and understanding have reached a higher level, so he has a very favorable impression of Lin Beichen.
It is no exaggeration to say that among all the swordsmen and young geniuses of so many years tonight, the one he likes the most is Lin Beichen.
Therefore, he hesitated, and with Lin Beichen's confirmation, he engraved the word "Zheng Yi" on the sword body.
To be honest, at the beginning, Fan Zuang thought it was the word "justice".
Lin Beichen held [Zheng Yijian] in his hand and waved it casually.
The sword's body glowed, and it soon fully awakened.
The fit is still 100%.
But this time, Fan Zuang didn't say it out loud.
He was thinking about Lin Beichen and avoiding being too shocking and attracting the attention of some people who must have good intentions.
"Haha, okay, great, I like it very much."
Lin Beichen laughed and said.
When everyone else saw how excited this kid was, they couldn't help but have a lot of guesses in their minds.
Zheng is a surname, and Yi means "he" and "she", but it is generally used to describe women. Yiren refers to a beautiful woman, mostly a sweetheart. There are also women who use the word "Yi" as their names... Could it be that
, the name of this sword is actually the name of Lin Beichen’s sweetheart?
Pooh!
He is indeed a scumbag pervert.
Such solemnity and sacredness, when expressing the swordsman's will, he was still thinking of women.
shameful.
Lin Beichen held the big silver sword in his right hand, the medium silver sword in his left hand, and the small silver sword in his waist. He returned to his seat with satisfaction.
"Oh, I was impulsive just now. I shouldn't have given such an emotional name. Now I don't want to sell any of these three swords."
Sitting on his seat, Lin Beichen howled with regret in his heart.
The arrogant little luoli Bai Jinyun looked at Lin Beichen with strange eyes and whispered: "Is that girl named Zheng Yi beautiful?"
puff!
Lin Beichen spat out a mouthful of tea.
"Very beautiful, very beautiful. There is no more perfect woman than her in this world."
He said very seriously.
"snort."
Bai Jinyun raised his snow-white chin and said, "Scumbag."
At this time, Li Luoran, the chief steward of the City Lord's Mansion, spoke again.
"Everyone, the first round of the sword selection competition has ended. Now let's invite Master Fan Zuang to announce the final results." He invited the young swordsmith to the central position.
Under the gaze of all eyes, Fan Zuang smiled slightly and said: "In this round of competition, Lin Beichen won."
Although this result seemed to have long since ended in suspense, the boys and girls still felt bursts of disappointment when they heard Fan Zuang's announcement. At the same time, they suddenly regarded Lin Beichen as the next biggest imaginary enemy.
The entire youth sword tasting process is divided into three steps.
In this first step, Lin Beichen won, which means that it already accounts for a huge weight in the total score.
Being defeated by a notorious prodigal with such an obvious and irrefutable advantage in the first round is something that these arrogant young geniuses cannot tolerate.
"Let's move on to the second item."
Li Luoran announced loudly, "Swordsmanship Comprehension Competition."
The rules are simple.
A senior swordsman known as "Old Man Hai" placed twenty copies of the sword manual called "Zhushui Sword Technique", which he carefully created, on a square stone table. The young people participating in the competition
Girls, each take a portion and have time to burn incense to meditate and practice.
After the enlightenment is over, compete on the spot.
During the competition, only [Swordsmanship of All Waters] can be used.
The winner is the winner of this round.
"Swordsmanship of all waters?"
Lin Beichen rubbed the center of his eyebrows with the middle finger of his right hand, thinking to himself: This Old Man Hai could not be the reincarnation of an online novel writer on Earth. His name sounds like a vast ocean, and the swordsmanship he developed is actually used to fill water.
? Is this because writing novels in the previous life has become a habit?
A moment.
The old man on a cane with long light green hair and eyebrows laid out twenty confirmed secrets of the [Zhu Shui Sword Technique] combat skills, turned around, smiled slightly, and said: "Children, you are the most outstanding ones in Fengyun Province.
A group of young men, your future journey is to the stars and the sea, let’s get started, I hope that the two-star swordsmanship I created can be carried forward in your hands!”
After saying that, he lit a stick of incense.
Whoosh whoosh!
Figures flicker.
Some young swordsmen rushed over one after another, seizing the time, and each selected a secret strategy.
Cao Potian smiled slightly, walked over unhurriedly, picked up one of the books, and started reading slowly.
"Yes, not bad. He is calm and composed, with the air of a great swordsman."
Old Man Hai nodded and praised.
Bai Yiyun had also grabbed a copy at this time. When he opened it, he found that it contained both images and text annotations. It seemed to be extremely detailed and detailed. However, after reading it carefully, he found that the text was obscure, the patterns were abstract, and the mysterious energy was circulating.
There are many ambiguities in the routes and frequencies. It is extremely difficult to fully understand them in just one stick of incense.
She turned her head fondly and wanted to ask, only to realize that at this moment, Lin Beichen was still sitting in his seat leisurely and leisurely.
"Come here quickly."
She said angrily: "Stop pretending. This swordsmanship is extremely difficult. Be careful to put yourself in it."
Chu Hen and Ding Sanshi also looked at Lin Beichen.
Chu Hen hoped that this kid could win another round no matter what method he used, so that his chances of winning the championship would be very high.
What Ding Sanshi was thinking about was that this little bastard had to fall asleep to practice. At this time, in such a tense, serious, noisy scene, he didn't know if he could fall asleep?
Old Man Hai also looked at Lin Beichen and said with a smile: "Classmate Lin looks confident?"
After Lin Beichen had done his best, he came to the stone table, randomly picked up a book, held the first page, flipped through the contents of the book within three breaths, and then put it down again.
Go back and say: "Okay."
Old Man Hai was startled: "What do you mean you're done?"
Dongfang Zhan sneered: "Is it because I know that my understanding is limited, so I used this sensational method and gave up in disguise?"
"Haha, this prodigal son is a little self-aware. The previous process of choosing a sword and assigning a name was actually full of too many uncertainties. Luck can play a big factor, so some people can fish in troubled waters and make up for their mistakes. But with understanding and practice
The sword aspect is a test of real personal ability, so it won't be too embarrassing if you choose to give up."
The red-haired, square-faced boy said in a bloody voice.
"Retreating when faced with difficulties is a swordsman's fault." Lin Haitang said while still looking over the secret strategy.
Cao Potian closed the book in his hand and said: "Everyone, read carefully and read the sword skills. Don't let clowns like Lin Beichen delay your time and state of mind."
Everyone then withdrew their disdainful gazes and returned their attention to the book.
Lin Beichen raised his hand to gently tuck his hair, looked up at the moon, and said with great emotion: "The trees are as beautiful as the forest, and the wind will destroy them. I, Lin Beichen, am just too outstanding. I stand out from the crowd, so I am chosen by you all." Stupid mediocre people are ostracizing... Don't use your pitiful brain capacity to measure up to my peerless splendor..."
Everyone was speechless.
Bai Jinyun almost vomited.
Old Man Hai showed a hint of displeasure and said seriously: "Young man, don't be joking. Even if there is no hope of survival, you should do your best. It is not easy for me to create martial arts. You should have a sense of awe for your predecessors."
"Haha, senior has misunderstood. I don't mean any disrespect. Instead, I used the quantum wave speed reading method to remember all the contents of the book in my mind. I have understood 30% of it. I will definitely win this game. "Yes." Lin Beichen said confidently: "If I don't win, I will broadcast one-finger meditation and stand on one hand to have diarrhea."