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Chapter 153 Sword Road

No matter what the students of the sword hall thought, the black wind swordsman still came to the door of the sword hall.

"You want to enter the sword hall?"

The teacher standing in the middle is an elegant middle-aged man, wearing a light blue robe, who looks like someone from a different world.

"Yes." Jiang Chen replied.

"I am Deng Chen, the deputy head of the academy. The sword academy, like other academies, has its own admission requirements and must pass strict tests."

After the test, there is a high tuition fee.

Even so, many people who want to pay tuition have no chance.

After hearing the words of the deputy master, the students of the sword hall were relieved. They were afraid that the back door would be opened because of the master.

But when it comes to business matters, they have nothing to worry about.

People who came to see the excitement thought that the sword hall was worthy of being a sword hall and could withstand the pressure of Master Luo Cheng.

The reason why we put on such a big posture today is to declare the attitude of the sword hall.

It is better to be deficient than excessive and strive for excellence.

These are the two lines of characters engraved on the door of the sword hall. It feels special to read them at this time.

"I know."

The Black Wind Swordsman still looked unfazed by honor and disgrace.

The deputy director saw that he still didn't leave after saying these three words, so he knew that he didn't want to give up.

"Then let's get started."

The master's face could not be completely denied, so the sword hall made an exception and allowed the Black Wind Swordsman to start the test.

"Anyone who wants to enter my sword hall must walk through the sword path before starting."

A female teacher next to the deputy director said coldly. It was obvious that she was a stern person.

When faced with such a thing, I behave a bit harshly.

After saying that, a smooth road appeared in front of the Black Wind Swordsman, but a walkway with amazing sword energy.

The people around were waiting to see what happened, and the disciples in the sword hall snickered secretly.

"Jianlu looks at a person's affinity for the sword. If he is unqualified, no matter how hard he works, it will be useless."

A familiar voice came, and Yang Jing appeared wearing the attire of a swordsman student.

"Talent determines everything, and hard work determines the foundation. If you lack talent, no matter how strong your perseverance is, you have to accept your fate."

He looked at the Black Wind Swordsman with a cold voice, not deliberately mocking him, but everyone could hear his disdain.

Ever since the grocery store became so popular, Yang Jing no longer dared to provoke Master Luo Cheng.

He shouldn't have messed around with the person Master Luo Cheng liked.

But who asked the Black Wind Swordsman to enter the sword hall? As a member of the sword hall, he was very unhappy.

"I don't know if I can bear the embarrassment that will happen soon." Another teacher who had not spoken said softly.

"He chose it himself. The sword hall has given the master a lot of respect." The female teacher said dissatisfied.

Deng Chen, on the other hand, looked at the Black Wind Swordsman and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Do you think it might be a piece of beautiful jade that hasn't been carved yet?" he said suddenly.

These words surprised the two teachers, and they looked at the Black Wind Swordsman again.

Soon, the two of them frowned, indicating that they didn't see anything.

"On the surface, I can't really find anything. I just have a feeling." Deng Chen said.

"Maybe it's his temperament that made Master Deng mistakenly think so."

The female teacher shook her head slightly and said: "If he is really a genius, he has already been discovered by others, and there is no need to go to a place like the Ji Dao Martial Arts School."

"That's true." Deng Chen nodded.

This is true. The Black Wind Swordsman has passed his teenage years. Such a long time has passed. If he was really a genius, he would have been discovered by others long ago.

Under the eyes of all kinds of doubts and jokes, the Black Wind Swordsman took his own steps and embarked on the path of swordsmanship.

At this moment, everyone remained silent with a tacit understanding.

When the Black Wind Swordsman stepped into the sword path with both feet, the sword energy rushed into the sky and exploded crazily.

The people around him subconsciously stepped back until they realized that it would not hurt them, and then stepped forward in embarrassment.

The black wind swordsman in the sword path suffered huge impact.

How terrifying this power is, all the swordsmen present are aware of it.

The sword path is only twenty meters away, and you have to walk ten meters to pass.

Most people fail within the first five meters.

The disciples of the sword hall made a bet that the black wind swordsman could not walk three meters.

You can clearly see that the Black Wind Swordsman's face has become very serious, and he feels like he is having difficulty moving forward.

Yang Jing sneered at the corner of his mouth and said: "The school and the martial arts hall are completely different places."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Black Wind Swordsman stepped forward and walked several steps, more than three meters, under the eyes of many surprised eyes.

The students in the sword hall were full of surprise, but they were relieved after noticing that the Black Wind Swordsman's pace slowed down.

There is still a distance of ten meters away. At this time, exhaustion means that everything is clear.

The Black Wind Swordsman stayed in place for a few seconds, and when others thought it was impossible, he stepped forward again.

It's a difficult journey, but we are making progress.

From three meters to five meters, then to six meters.

When it was close to seven meters, the disciples in the sword hall became nervous.

Yang Jing didn't dare to scream anymore, put down his hands on his chest and opened his eyes wide.

The female teacher was also deeply surprised, but Deng Chen was more interested in it.

After a while, the Black Wind Swordsman walked nine meters, only missing the last step.

He was exhausted, but the light in his eyes never went out.

"Success!"

When I took the last step out, the crowd was in an uproar.

However, this is not over yet, the Black Wind Swordsman is still looking forward.

"Could it be?"

People looked at the remaining ten meters and started discussing.

"What's the best score?"

"Nineteen meters!"

"That's right, it's nineteen meters, set by Jian Zun."

"Don't hold out too much hope. He can only walk two or three meters."

Some people look forward to it, some people mock it.

Over there, Yang Jing became nervous.

Fifteen meters was his achievement at that time!

"It's impossible for this guy." He murmured, his tone full of uncertainty.

After all, he who initially thought that the Black Wind Swordsman could only go three meters has already walked ten meters.

He looked like he was going to fall down at any time starting from the fourth meter, but he just didn't fall down.

"It seems that I am quite talented in acting."

Jiang Chen observed the reactions of the people around him out of the corner of his eye, feeling amused in his heart.

He can't act too dazzling, so he has to be reasonable.

Going on in this stumbling state is full of inspiration.

It wasn't until he reached fifteen meters that he felt real difficulty, but it was only slight.

At seventeen meters, the pressure began to gradually increase.

Likewise, he looked like he had lost his way in the desert, walked for days and nights, and was about to collapse.

"What's going on with this guy? Why won't he fall down?"

The disciples in the sword hall were going crazy, and Yang Jing looked even pale.

The people around him were very calm, staring at the Black Wind Swordsman's feet, silently counting the record of nineteen meters.

Deng Chen and the two elders also took a few steps forward, their faces full of shock.

The shaky foot fell again, and the whole street burst into cheers.

"Broken! The record is broken!"

The students in the sword hall looked at each other, unable to believe what they saw.

But that tall and straight figure is so real that no one can ignore it.


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