Fan zuang heard three strange sword names in succession, and he became interested in the boy who was suspected to be pure sword. In addition, Lin Beichen cooperated with him to complete the "Fu Jian Ling" of Dejian, which made his cultivation experience to a higher level. Therefore, he had a good feeling for Lin Beichen.
It's no exaggeration to say that Lin Beichen, a swordsman and a young genius, is the most agreeable person in his eyes.
So he hesitated, and under the confirmation of Lin Beichen, he engraved the word "Zheng Yi" on the body of the sword.
To tell the truth, at the beginning, fan zuang thought it was "justice".
Lin Beichen holds the sword of Zheng Yi in his hand and waves it.
The sword is full of light. It will wake up soon.
It's still 100 percent fit.
But this time, fan zuang didn't say it.
He is thinking for Lin Beichen, to avoid being too shocking, to attract the attention of some people who must have intentions.
"Ha ha, good, great, I like it very much."
Lin Beichen laughs.
Others, seeing this boy so excited, had a lot of speculation in their hearts.
Zheng is a surname. Yi means "he" and "she", but it is generally used to describe a woman. Yi refers to a beautiful woman, mostly a sweetheart. Some women also use the word "Yi" as their name. Is it true that the name of this sword is actually the name of Lin Beichen's sweetheart?
Pooh!
It's really a scum.
This kind of solemnity and sacredness, when expressing the swordsman's mind, he even thought about women.
Shame.
Lin Beichen dragged a big silver sword in his right hand and a medium silver sword in his left hand. With a small silver sword pinned to his waist, he went back to his seat contentedly.
"Well, I was just impulsive. I shouldn't have such a name with emotional sustenance. Now I don't want to sell any of these three swords."
Sitting on the seat, Lin Beichen cried with regret.
Proud little Laurie white cloud eyes strange looking at Lin Beichen, low voice way: "that called Zheng Yi girl, very beautiful?"
Poof!
Lin Beichen took a sip of tea.
"Very beautiful, very beautiful, in this world, there is no more perfect woman than her."
He's serious.
"Hum."
White cloud holds up snow-white chin, way: "dregs male."
At this time, Li luoran, the housekeeper of the Lord's mansion, spoke again.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the first round of sword selection competition is over. Now let's invite master fan zuang to announce the final result."
He invited the young master of sword casting to the central position.
Under the gaze of all eyes, fan zuang smiles and says: "this round of competition, Lin Beichen wins."
Although this result seems to have been out of suspense for a long time, I heard fan zuang announce that the young girls still feel disappointed. At the same time, all of a sudden, they regard Lin Beichen as the next biggest imaginary enemy.
The whole process of juvenile sword appreciation can be divided into three steps.
In the first step, Lin Beichen won, which means that he has taken up a great weight in the total score.
To be won by a notorious black sheep in the first round with such an obvious and irrefutable advantage is intolerable to arrogant young geniuses.
"Let's move on to the second one."
Li luoran announced in a loud voice, "sword skill comprehension contest."
The rules are simple.
A Kendo master named "old man of the sea" placed 20 copies of his own sword manual, named "Zhushui sword technique", on a square stone table. The young girls who participated in the competition each took one and had a fragrant time to practice.
At the end of comprehension, compare on the spot.
During the competition, you can only use the Zhushui sword technique.
The winner is the winner of this round.
"Zhushui swordsmanship?"
Lin Beichen rubbed his eyebrows with his middle finger in his right hand, and thought to himself: this old man of the sea is not a reincarnated Internet novelist on earth. His name is a vast ocean, and the sword technique he has developed is used to inject water? It's a habit of writing novels in previous lives, isn't it?
In a moment.
A light green old man with long eyebrows on crutches put 20 confirmed secret tactics of Zhushui sword, turned around and said with a smile, "children, you are the most outstanding young people in Fengyun province. Your future journey is the sea of stars. Let's start. I hope the two-star sword technique I created can be carried forward in your hands."
With that, he lit a stick of incense.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The shadows are flashing.
Some young swordsmen rushed by one after another and seized the time to choose a secret strategy.
Cao Po Tian chuckled, walked over, picked up one of the books, and read it slowly.
"Well, that's right. He's calm and has the style of a great swordsman."
Old man Hai nodded and praised.
At this time, Bai Qinyun had already grabbed a book. When he opened it, he found that there were both images and text notes in it, which seemed to be extremely detailed and detailed. But after reading it carefully, he found that the text was obscure, the pattern was abstract, and the route and frequency of Xuanqi movement were more fuzzy. He wanted to make it completely clear in a short time
It's hard to understand.
She likes sex ground to turn round to want to ask a, just discovered to arrive at this time, Lin Beichen is still sitting on the position leisurely, leisurely appearance.
"Come here soon."
She said angrily, "stop pretending. This sword technique is very difficult. Be careful to put yourself in."
Chu trace and Ding Sanshi's eyes are also looking at Lin Beichen.
Chu Chen hopes that this boy can win another game no matter what method he uses, so that he has great hope of winning the first place in the end.
What Ding Sanshi thinks is that this little bastard needs to dream to practice. At this time, in this tense, serious and noisy scene, I don't know if he can fall asleep?
Old man Hai also looked at Lin Beichen and said with a smile, "does classmate Lin look confident?"
Lin Beichen had made a good appearance. Then he came to the stone table and picked up a pamphlet at random. With the first page in his hand, he flipped over the contents of the pamphlet in three minutes, then put it back and said, "OK."
Old man Hai was stunned: "well, what do you mean?"
Dongfang Zhan said with a sneer, "is it because you have limited self-knowledge and comprehension, so you give up in disguise in this way of sensationalism?"
"Ha ha, this black sheep is also a little self-conscious. In fact, there are too many uncertainties in the previous selection of swords. Luck can account for a lot of factors, so some people can fish in troubled waters and make up for the number. However, understanding the link of sword training tests their real personal ability. Choosing to give up will not be too humiliating."
Red hair square face youth blood Yan way.
"If you retreat in the face of difficulties, the swordsman will not take it." Lin Haitang's eyes are still reading the secret plan, and he says.
Cao broke the book in Tianhe's hand, and said: "everyone, read the swordsmanship carefully. Don't let the clown like Lin Beichen delay the time and mood of enlightenment."
So they all took back their scornful eyes and put their attention back on the books.
Lin Beichen raised his hand and gently gathered his hair. He looked up at the moon and said with great emotion: "the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. I, Lin Beichen, am just too excellent to stand out from the crowd. That's why I'm pushed out by you stupid mediocre people... Don't use your poor brain capacity to spend my time..."
The crowd was speechless.
White clouds almost spit out.
The old man looked a little displeased and said solemnly, "young man, don't make fun of me. Even if you have no hope of survival, you should do your best. It's not easy for me to create martial arts. You should be in awe of your predecessors. "
"Ha ha, the master misunderstood me. I didn't mean to be disrespectful. Instead, I used the quantum wave speed reading method to hit all the contents of the book in my head, and I have understood 30%. I will win this competition." Lin Beichen confidently said: "if I don't win, I'll live a finger zen handstand."
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