Sword Pavilion is a pure sect that practices swordsmanship. Its founder is said to be an ancient sword immortal. However, there are many legends about this ancient immortal, but we have never seen a real person.
Sword Pavilion is based in Shu and has a long history. Over the past few generations, the number of disciples has exceeded thousands, but only a few are truly successful in swordsmanship.
Even due to purely practicing swordsmanship, there are only a dozen or so people who have truly broken through to the sixth level of martial arts and been promoted to sword pavilion elders over several generations.
Of course, looking at the world, Jiange's strength is already among the first-rate forces besides the Great Qin Imperial Court.
What Lin Ze was interested in was naturally not Jiange's seemingly powerful force, but Jiange's influence in the thousands of miles of Shu and its extremely lethal swordsmanship.
The former can assist Hu Hai to master Shu as quickly as possible and develop his own strength, while the latter can serve as a coach for some "special forces", such as assassins, scouts, etc.
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Hu Hai stepped into the reception room of Jiange. A group of elders from Jiange gathered around him like cats that smelled fishy smell. They all praised: "Master Hu Hai is really a talented person."
"Hey, Mr. Hu Hai is so young, but he has a fifth-level martial arts training. He is truly a genius."
Hu Hai immediately showed a smile and said: "The elders are quite good, at least they have good vision."
Lin Ze clearly saw Luo Shan hearing this and his face twitched.
Under the compliments of all the sword pavilion elders, Hu Hai sat on the main seat without hesitation and said: "I have long heard that the people in the sword pavilion have exquisite swordsmanship, especially the Jingmeng swordsman's nine-death swordsmanship. I have won the sword pavilion before.
The Lord and the Dream Swordsman himself have promised that they are willing to demonstrate it for me, so why don’t we start now.”
Long before that, Fang Xiang ran up behind a bald old man and whispered his guess.
The bald old man was the grandfather of Fang Xin and Fang Xiang. Now that he had learned the "news" that Jingmeng had hooked up with Hu Hai, he naturally would not let Jingmeng be more beautiful than before. He laughed and said: "Master, if you want to
Looking at the exquisite swordsmanship, why bother to stick to Jing Meng alone? We, the elders of the Sword Pavilion, are all masters of swordsmanship, and we can all practice swordsmanship for you."
Hu Hai was always a lively person. After hearing what the bald old man said, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and said: "Okay, let's practice it. If you can really satisfy me, I will not hesitate to reward you with your sword skills."
The most exquisite one, I plan to give him a special gift."
A mysterious smile appeared on Lin Ze's lips, and he said: "Sir, the swordsmanship of Jiange is naturally very exquisite, but to say who is the most exquisite, you can't tell just by looking at it. Besides, you and I are laymen, even more so.
It’s hard to evaluate, so I’m afraid it’s hard to give the young master’s big gift.”
When Hu Hai heard this, his little face showed a tangled look and asked: "Lin Ze, what do you think we should do? Is it possible to let them fight?"
Luoshan immediately broke into a cold sweat, and all the elders also felt in their hearts that Master Hu Hai was too young after all, and still had the mentality of a child. How could fellow sects easily fight each other?
Lin Ze hurriedly advised: "Young Master, this method is not feasible. Let's not mention that if all the elders come from the same sect and fight against each other, it will damage the friendship of the same sect. Due to their scruples, they will not go all out with each other. Young Master
You won’t be able to see the most exquisite swordsmanship.”
"Taking a step back, swordsmanship is only one part of the competition between warriors. It relies more on martial arts cultivation. Even if someone wins, it does not necessarily mean that his swordsmanship is exquisite, so he should not be selected."
Hu Hai couldn't help scratching his head and said: "Lin Ze, don't be so pretentious, you must have a better way, tell me quickly."
Seeing that Lin Ze had persuaded Hu Hai, Luo Shan and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that Hu Hai would force them to fight internally, especially the elders, who knew they were not Jingmeng's opponents, and they were not willing to embarrass themselves in front of other elite disciples.
When they heard that Lin Ze had other options, they couldn't help but turn their attention to him.
Lin Ze smiled slightly and said: "This is easy to do. The master of the Sword Pavilion and the elders are all masters of swordsmanship and the same sect. Therefore, I suggest that after they finish practicing their swordsmanship, others will make an evaluation, and finally they will
Evaluate the level to determine whose swordsmanship is better."
"For example, after the Jingmeng Swordsman exercise, seven of the Pavilion Master and the eleven elders think it is good, and five think it is not good, then his score will be seven points, and so on, whoever has the best score in the end will win.
Swordsmanship is the most exquisite."
"In this way, it won't hurt the harmony between everyone in the sword pavilion, and you can quickly judge whose sword skills are exquisite. Wouldn't it be nice?"
Luo Shan No. 1 nodded and praised: "That's right. Mr. Lin is indeed a young genius. He can think of such methods, which makes me admire him."
Lin Ze replied humbly: "Thank you, the Pavilion Master."
Luoshan bowed to Hu Hai and said: "You can't use it here, please move to the martial arts arena. How about I wait there to practice swordsmanship for you?"
Hu Hai had no objection. He stood up and waved his hand: "Let's go."
Soon everyone arrived at the sword pavilion's martial arts performance field. It was said to be a martial arts performance field, but in fact it was just a flat land, about a hundred acres of land. From a distance, Lin Ze looked as if a piece of a mountain had been chipped off by that skilled swordsman.
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Hu Hai sat in front of a set table, stuffing a strange fruit into his mouth from time to time and eating it, his eyes shining as he waited for the swordsmanship drill to begin.
When Luoshan saw that the arrangements were in place, he saluted Hu Hai and said, "Master, we are ready and ready to practice swordsmanship at any time. Please tell me, do you want to start?"
Lin Ze sat aside, and without waiting for Hu Hai to speak, he quickly said: "Sir, wait a minute, didn't you just say that you have a big gift for the one with the most exquisite swordsmanship? It's about to start, why don't you tell the big gift so that everyone can
Can the swordsmanship masters in the Sword Pavilion work harder?"
Hu Hai's face turned red when he heard this, and he said angrily: "I haven't decided what gift to give you yet, what do you want me to say? I don't care, since you have asked, then it is up to you to decide what the gift will be."
Lin Ze was already prepared, and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, swords are given to heroes, and pink powder is given to beauties. Everyone in Jiange is a master of swordsmanship, so naturally it is best for you to give a sword as a gift."
"I remember that there is a magic weapon-level sword in the young master's palace, named Longquan. Instead of putting the sword in the warehouse and getting covered with dust, it is better to give it to a swordsman master for use, and it will be used to its full potential."
As soon as Lin Ze said these words, the eyes of Luo Shan and others all gleamed, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva. A magic weapon-level sword has a fatal temptation for a real swordsman.
Especially the bald old man, who originally listened to his grandson and just wanted to show his face in front of Hu Hai, is now gearing up and planning to be the first.
The other elders were equally excited, secretly thinking quickly about which sword technique they should use to stand out and win the sword in one fell swoop.
For a time, a simple swordsmanship drill has turned into a battle of great swords.
When the people in the Jiange regained their mentality and were about to make a move, Lin Ze said softly to Hu Hai: "I wonder whose swordsmanship you like more?"
Although the voice was soft, it was clearly audible in the ears of the middle-grade warriors! Suddenly the eyes focused on him again.
Hu Hai said without thinking: "Isn't the Nine Death Sword Technique the most famous of Jiange? Of course I am the most optimistic about it."
The hearts of the elders sank, and they suddenly remembered the rules of judgment. They looked at each other, nodded, and finally smiled meaningfully.
Jing Meng saw this, and suddenly there was a bad feeling in her heart. She seemed to have fallen into a trap. She wanted to stop it, but she didn't know where this uneasy feeling came from.
However, the development of the matter was not under his control. The bald old man was the first to walk to the martial arts arena, holding a bronze sword with a simple pattern in his hand, holding a sword flower and saluting Hu Hai: "I'm showing off my shame."
After saying that, his body shape changed, and rays of cold light shone out.