Luoshan explained beside him at the right time: "This is Fang Xian, the elder of my sword pavilion, Ben Lei. My best skill in my life is the Ben Lei sword technique. When I practice this sword technique deeply, lightning will suddenly appear and attach itself to the sword."
By doing so, the lethality will be greatly improved. Therefore, even though Elder Benlei’s cultivation in our sword pavilion is not top-notch, his combat effectiveness is one of the best."
"Twenty years ago, there was a group of bandits in the middle of Shu. They committed crimes frequently and hid in the mountains. Due to the steep terrain of the mountains, the bandits were difficult to trace, which was very unfavorable for the government army to encircle and suppress them. After hearing this, Elder Ben Lei, who had just broken through to the fifth level of martial arts, decided to
He broke into the mountain with his sword and killed all the bandits."
"Afterwards, someone discovered that among the bandits, there were actually two fifth-level martial arts, four fourth-level martial arts, and hundreds of warriors, all of whom died from the same sword technique. Therefore, Ben Lei's sword technique became famous, and Elder Ben Lei also received
It earned the title of "Thunder Sword"."
Lin Ze nodded with a smile on his face and thought to himself: "Isn't this the life of a knight that I longed for when I was young? Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles. When did I start to change this idea?
Woolen cloth?"
After thinking for a moment, Lin Ze sighed to himself: "It was probably when my college girlfriend broke up with me because of practical problems."
Then Lin Ze spat at himself again: Wake up, you are not in Blue Star now, why are you thinking so much? Then he watched the swordsmanship drill of Elder Ben Lei in the field intently.
Sure enough, as Luo Shan introduced, as Elder Ben Lei moved his sword faster and faster, arcs of electricity burst out on the long sword, and it fell to the ground like bullets, exploding small craters.
You must know that this is a pure swordsmanship exercise, and Elder Benlei uses very little zhenqi.
Lin Ze turned to look at Jingmeng, and saw that he had a solemn face, staring at Elder Benlei carefully, and thought to himself: "This Elder Benlei does not seem to be weak in combat power, otherwise there is no way he can stop Jingmeng."
Once he takes over, the next thing will be easier to handle."
It took a full quarter of an hour for Elder Ben Lei to finish practicing this set of Ben Lei sword techniques. Xiao Jin, who had already been instructed by Lin Ze, also "videotaped" this set of sword techniques.
Lin Ze asked Xiao Jin to record this set of Thunder Sword Techniques. It was not that he wanted to learn this set of sword techniques, but that it kept circulating. The flashing of lightning was indeed very cool. Lin Ze thought that if he could use another method to reveal the lightning,
When you come out and punch it, isn't it great to feel that thunderous force?
At the end of the exercise, Elder Ben Lei stood calmly in the middle of the martial arts arena, waiting for the score.
From Elder Benlei's point of view, he showed his full strength in this swordsmanship drill. There are probably only a few people who are better than him in swordsmanship, so he must get ten points anyway.
According to Lin Ze's previous suggestion, Luo Shan and other elders anonymously wrote down good or bad evaluations on paper and gave them to Lin Ze for statistics. After Lin Ze made the statistics, he announced on the spot and destroyed the notes immediately, taking care of the relationship between Jiange to the greatest extent.
"Fellowship".
After Lin Ze opened the notes one by one, he smiled slightly and announced: "Elder Ben Lei, score six points." Then the true energy flowed gently, shattering all the notes.
Elder Ben Lei's face darkened when he heard this, and he couldn't help snorting coldly. He looked at the other elders sitting there, as if to say: I didn't expect that there are so many people who don't have the same mentality as me. I want to see it.
who is it.
However, since it was an anonymous evaluation, how could the other elders reveal obvious flaws and respond with smiles, considering how cunning and cunning the other elders were.
Elder Ben Lei felt unhappy. He sat back in his seat and sneered in his heart. He thought he could get rid of me by deliberately stumbling upon me? It's not that easy to get a magic weapon.
Then other elders came on stage one after another, and they performed various exquisite sword techniques continuously, which allowed Lin Ze to have a good experience of the exquisite sword techniques of the sword pavilion.
It's just that Hu Hai was a little sleepy and kept mumbling. If you listen carefully, you will hear: It's so boring, it's better to use carved swordsmanship.
Before going up, all the elders were full of confidence, thinking that their swordsmanship was outstanding and would impress everyone. However, the final score was somewhat unsatisfactory.
The highest score is only five points, and the lowest score is only two points.
For a moment, these sword pavilion elders all looked extremely ugly. They looked around from time to time and snorted coldly, as if everyone was deliberately trying to harm them.
Jingmeng was the last one to come on the stage. As soon as he jumped onto the stage, the atmosphere in the court immediately became different. The elders of Jiange did not care to think about who was secretly stumbling on them and stared intently.
Even Hu Hai, who was dreaming in Wonderland, was refreshed and looked at Jing Meng with great interest, waiting for his performance.
Jingmeng held the sword in his right hand, with the tip of the sword pointing down, and cupped his hands to the people watching one by one: "Young Master Hu Hai, Young Master Lin, the Pavilion Master, and all the elders, I have made a fool of myself."
After finishing speaking, his body turned, and his long sword flew in the air like a swimming dragon with a cold sword light.
What makes people even more amazed is not the beauty of the swordsmanship, but the killing intent in every move.
This kind of murderous intention is not only felt by people of the same level or with similar martial arts. Even the ordinary disciples of Jiange who are doing odd jobs in the field feel goosebumps and cold sweat.
This kind of murderous intention is different from others. Lin Ze has experienced Gongsun Qi's murderous swordsmanship, which gives him a feeling of grandeur. He will kill you if he says to kill you. You can't escape with one sword strike.
But Jingmeng's swordsmanship gives people an extremely weird and sinister feeling, like a poisonous snake, the sword is deadly.
No wonder it is called the Nine-Death Sword Technique. Some people practice this sword technique to fight against each other at the same level. If others do not have strong defensive techniques or inner armor to protect them, the result will basically be death and injury.
Trading your injuries for other people's lives is a good deal no matter how you calculate it.
The four men in black who originally stood around Hu Hai to protect Hu Hai seemed a little careless. As soon as this sword technique came out, they immediately became alert and felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Such sword techniques and such cultivation were enough to threaten him.
There are four of them.
Lin Ze even thought more deeply: "Will a person who can develop ruthless swordsmanship be a "silly white sweet" swordsman who occupies a huge position, but cannot even ascend to the position of the master of the sword pavilion?"
Perhaps the swordsmanship was not invented by oneself, but obtained from elsewhere.
In a daze, Jing Meng had finished practicing the Nine Death Sword Technique. Hu Hai couldn't help but exclaimed after watching it: "Excellent sword technique, better than the sword techniques I have seen before. It is indeed worthy of the name of the Nine Death Sword Technique."
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Jingmeng smiled reservedly and said, "Young Master Hu Hai has given me the award."
With a smile on his face, Lin Ze added: "It's indeed a good swordsmanship, and it's well-deserved. Let me ask the elders to rate it."
After a while, Lin Ze received twelve pieces of paper. After opening it and looking at it, the smile on his face instantly froze, showing a strange look, but he secretly said in his heart: It is indeed so.
When Hu Hai saw this, he couldn't help but urge: "Lin Ze, why are you standing there in a daze? Announce the score quickly. Are you surprised by the 12 points?"
Jingmeng also looked at Lin Ze expectantly, waiting for the result to be announced.
Lin Ze coughed slightly and said: "The final score of the Dream Swordsman is three points."
Jingmeng's whole body was like a lightning strike, and he was stunned on the spot. How could such an exquisite swordsmanship be only three points? He almost couldn't help but roar.
"Did the elders get the wrong score? With the swordsmanship of Jingmeng Swordsman, how could it be possible to get only three points?" Fortunately, Lin Ze spoke at this time, leaving Jingmeng to wait for the result with cold eyes.
Elder Ben Lei was the first to speak: "Young master Lin, don't be surprised. This score is correct. I and other old men will not be blinded and will give the wrong score."
"As for why I don't approve of this set of swordsmanship, I feel that this swordsmanship is too cruel and has lost its dignity and righteousness, and is not admired by people in my swordsmanship."
Other elders agreed: "Yes, it's too cruel. Warriors fight. Although it is easy to distinguish between life and death, the swordsmanship of killing people with such moves is really not in line with the style of swordsmen of my generation."
Luo Shan's face turned livid and he defended: "This time we are discussing whose sword skills are more exquisite, rather than letting you see what style of sword skills it is. In terms of subtlety, isn't it that Jingmeng's sword skills are the best?"
We must deal with it impartially."
One of the elders sneered: "The evaluation was given by everyone together, so why is it unfair? It is the Pavilion Master who unilaterally believes that Jingmeng Sword Technique is the best. It is unfair to ignore the facts."
Luoshan was so blocked that he could not speak for a moment, and his whole body was trembling with anger. Jingmeng was the number one master of Jiange, and he was young, so he was the best candidate to be the master of Jiange.
There was a group of people who had other fantasies, and Luo Shan knew about it, and it was okay to cause trouble in normal times. Today, in front of the nobles, they secretly plotted against their fellow disciples, which really made Luo Shan very angry.
However, Jiange was not the only one in Shu. For the sake of the overall situation, Luoshan could not easily cause civil strife, so he had to endure it.
Seeing Luoshan lower his head, the elder became even more proud and said, "Master Hu Hai doesn't show favoritism, does he?"
Lin Ze's face darkened on the spot, and he shouted: "You are so outrageous, how can Mr. Hu Hai behave, how can you say anything about it?"
As he spoke, Master Lian and the others standing behind Lin Ze showed off their sixth-grade aura, ready to take action if they disagreed with each other, instantly calming the scene.
When he left Chang'an this time, Lin Ze brought all the sixth-grade masters he had recruited from Gongsun's family, a total of ten sixth-grade masters, which shook the entire sword pavilion.
This is just the bodyguard of Young Master Hu Hai. How strong is the real strength of the Qin Empire? It is simply unimaginable.
The elder was almost scared to death and praised quickly: "I don't dare. I am being presumptuous. Please forgive me, sir."
Seeing the elder lower his head, Lin Zecai snorted coldly and said: "As a young master, do you still care about whether the magic weapon is successful or not? Depending on the score, the magic weapon will be given to Elder Lei. I will wait for the young master to write a letter.
, someone will send the magic weapon to the sword pavilion."
When Elder Ben Lei heard this, his whole face was filled with smiles, like a blooming chrysanthemum.
Jingmeng was left alone, standing on the field with a sad expression.