Chapter 582

People all around her look at QIANJIAO inexplicably and don't understand what she wants to do.

Ling Wei, who was named, also frowned. He didn't mean to compare with his younger martial sister.

Mingwu Yan knows QIANJIAO's mind, but she doesn't know the leader's mouth at the moment. She wants to see other people's reaction.

The leader of the Royal sword sect probably knew that many people around him didn't agree with Ming Wuyan, so he thought about it and threw his magic sword in front of Qian Jiao.

"Ling Wei is a man and you are a woman. You entered the imperial sword gate earlier than your younger martial sister. Try it!"

The magic sword can't be used by ordinary people. Although Ling Wei is the acting leader of the Royal sword sect, his real power may not be able to use the power of the magic sword.

If Ling Wei loses to Ming Wu Yan, of course, he will lose face and win. Ming Wu Yan may not be able to finish her job, so he refuses Qian Jiao's request.

You know, the last two are more difficult than the first three.

QIANJIAO dare not move with her sword. People around her are gloating at her.

Queya was even more amused: "QIANJIAO, you are dancing the sword, not to mention holding the sword like a little younger martial sister, flying like a bird, you are also dancing twice!"

"That is, you are so powerful, so like to stir up trouble, you are dancing sword!" In the crowd, Ling an roared.

Ming Wu Yan heard the voice, and looked at Ling an with a smile. As expected, he was still a member of his own family!

Qian Jiao took the sword, bit her teeth, and began to dance. However, she felt that the sword was too heavy, and there was spiritual power to stop her. After two moves, the sword trembled in her hand, and finally she got rid of it. Moreover, the body of the sword fell on her feet, which made her tears fall.

"Ha ha I can't even hold my sword There was a roar of laughter around.

Qian Jiao is so angry that her eyes are red. She thinks that the headmaster intentionally helps Mingwu Yan. Because Mingwu Yan is the woman of martial uncle, the headmasters of Yutian college help Mingwu Yan.

Thinking of this, she backed away and limped to one side, afraid to speak again.

"Here is a one-on-one challenge. If you want to challenge your younger martial sister, you can come forward." The leader of the Royal sword sect said in a loud voice.

The people around looked at each other, and no one dared to fight.

After a while of silence, Teng Ling stepped forward and said, "why don't I come! Younger martial sister, how about five moves to win or lose? We don't use spiritual power. "

Bright mist Yan nods, "good."

The leader of the imperial sword sect didn't say anything. He took out two wooden swords from the side and threw them to mingwuyan and tengling respectively. "With this, we can compete with each other without hurting people."

"Yes." Ming Wu Yan nodded and raised his wooden sword seriously.

Qian Jiao, whose feet are still aching outside the court, is very angry. She thinks that the leader of the Royal sword sect is giving water to Ming Wuyan. She even makes two wooden swords to compete. It's too eccentric.

Ming Wu Yan and Teng Ling make swords almost at the same time, but because Ming Wu Yan's speed is faster, Teng Ling's first move is defeated.

A burst of exclamation around the people, many people think that Teng Ling is the release of water.

Teng Ling also held his breath and began to adjust his hand movements and calculate his moves.

He didn't want to win, but he didn't want to lose. He really wanted to discuss swordsmanship with her.

Younger martial sister's swordsmanship is the true biography of manwang and Bai Jichen. He can learn a lot from younger martial sister.

Mingwuyan can also guess the mind of elder martial brother tengling, so at the beginning of the second move, she thought out her own move name, and her action was quite slow.

"Elder martial brother tengling, this move is called Jiaolong Jiyue. You should be careful!"

The wooden sword on mingwuyan's hand was too fast, and he drew a phantom in the air. Then he lowered his waist and moved like a dragon. When the sword stopped again, the wooden sword fell on tengling's heart and didn't move any further.

Teng Ling said with a smile: "the younger martial sister doesn't use the spirit power, and her hand speed is so fast. How can she do that?"

"If you are light, your Qi will flow smoothly. Once you are smooth, your sword will be fast. Although I don't use the spirit power, I use the light step, which is different from the common sword moves. " What did Ming Wu Yan say? He also said his sword moves and points for attention.

"It's my turn this time, younger martial sister. You should be careful." Teng Ling's face was slightly smiling, his body shape changed rapidly, and the wooden sword flew to the waist of Ming Wu Yan.

Ming Wuyan just stepped back, and the wooden sword blocked tengling's attack. Moreover, the wooden sword suddenly and strangely got rid of it. After turning in the air, it directly appeared in tengling's back direction, and then fell to the ground.

Teng Ling is surprised. If the younger martial sister is using Lingli now, isn't this sword stabbed into her body.

Queya, who was watching, was also frightened. She was afraid that elder martial brother tengling would be hurt, and that younger martial sister would not win, so she tangled and died.

Ming Wuyan bent down to pick up the sword on the ground with a smile. "Elder martial brother tengling, I just used my strength and pace to throw the sword. If I use my spirit power, I can achieve the hidden sword state."As soon as the leader of the imperial sword sect heard Ming Wuyan's words, he was immediately surprised and said, "little girl, next, I'll allow you to use your spiritual power and teach you to open your eyes."

Ming Wu Yan nodded with a smile.

Teng Ling also said with a smile: "little younger martial sister, show mercy!"

"Elder martial brother, be careful! This time the sword attacks from the front Ming Wu Yan blinked, and also reminded him of the direction of his sword.

Her sleeve is slightly raised, and the wooden sword in her hand is endowed with a spiritual force. When her hand is released, the wooden sword is automatically swaying in the air, as if to tell people that I'm going to start.

Just when everyone felt that there was a hard battle, the swinging sword suddenly disappeared. When everyone reacted, the wooden sword had already reached tengling's head, but it didn't move again or fall down.

"I lost." Teng Ling smiles and takes down the wooden sword pointing to his head.

My younger martial sister is really powerful!

From today's match with junior sister, he still has a lot to improve.

The leader of the Royal sword sect was also very surprised, because he didn't see where the sword disappeared or appeared just now.

Naturally, other leaders didn't understand it, and the people around them didn't understand it, so they all looked at Ming Wu Yan in shock.

"Little girl, can you tell me how you did it?" The leader of the imperial sword sect couldn't help asking.

Mingwu Yan replied seriously: "headmaster, I just combined the spirit power with the implicit breathing skill that I taught us before..."

The leader of the Royal sword sect was filled with emotion after listening to the lecture. At the same time, there were so many people who went to listen to the lecture of Yi Yin. It is estimated that few of them really understood it!

Teng Ling is also quite emotional, because he was busy with his marriage at that time, so he didn't go to the lecture of Yi Yin. Now his heart is full of regret.

"The following is the final level assessment of one to twenty. There are twenty people in the Royal sword gate at the same time. They all use wooden swords. They can use spirit power. They can't hurt people. They win by beating the swords in each other's hands." The leader of the imperial sword sect gave an advice.

"That's me!" Teng Ling didn't leave and said with a smile.

"And me!" Xiao Qi and queze came out at the same time.

"Count me in." Qian Jiao's feet don't hurt any more. She pulls out a woman who has a good relationship with her.

Soon, many senior brothers and sisters came forward, some of whom Ming Wuyan had seen and some of whom he didn't know. The final result of the battle was that Ming Wuyan was one against ten men and ten women.

In fact, mingwuyan is a little disgusted to work with QIANJIAO, because this woman has a big mind, and her ability is really not good. Although she is the imperial medicine and the imperial sword, her strength can't stand her move.

However, most of her senior brothers and sisters have no grudge against her. She doesn't want them to lose too badly, so when the attack starts, she mainly dodges.

After hiding for a while, one elder martial sister said: "little younger martial sister, what are you hiding from? You are fighting!"

"She can't fight, so she has to hide." QIANJIAO gave a cold hum.

No matter how fierce Ming Wu Yan is, how hard can he really defeat 20 with one? Now, even if it's a wooden sword, it's very powerful with spiritual power.

Mingwu Yan suddenly said with a smile: "elder martial sister QIANJIAO is right, but I really have to hide. I just hid. Now it's your turn."

The words fall, the wood sword hand of bright fog Yan hand, with uncanny speed straight poke thousand Jiao's palm, thousand Jiao immediately cried out, "ah! It hurts

Just when she thought her hand was going to be useless, she found that there was no scar on her hand.

She was silly. In her daze, Ming Wuyan's wooden sword gently lifted the sword in her hand. QIANJIAO's wooden sword fell to the ground and made a dull sound.

At the same time, QIANJIAO was pushed away by a force of spirit, leaving the competition field.

"Ah, why don't you hide? You stand in a daze!" Mingwu Yan looks at QIANJIAO with some regret, then easily avoids the attack of others, and then unexpectedly pats off several wooden swords with the sword.

The atmosphere at the scene was once warm and excited

Thousand Jiao red eyes stare at bright fog Yan, the heart is very angry, but dare not attack.

She rubs her palm and thinks angrily. Mingwu Yan must have hurt her in some way, but no one can see it.

This usually looks beautiful harmless cheap girl really good hateful!

She has only been to Yutian College for three or four years, but she is now challenging the graduation test.

She also wanted to graduate from Yutian college. She was crazy.

Just when she felt sorry for herself and envied herself in her heart, Mingwu Yan's figure was strange and she shot down all the swords in her hands without any effort.

This process was accomplished at one go, which made many people marvel and admire. The sound of praising Ming Wuyan came one after another, which was so harsh in QIANJIAO's ears.

The leader of the Royal sword sect looks at the beautiful and calm little girl in front of him. He is full of pride. When he presents the graduation badge of the Royal sword sect to Ming Wuyan, a long sword with strong evil spirit suddenly flies in the sky, and directly falls on Ming Wuyan's side. Everyone is shocked!