Before half a quarter of an hour had passed, the ten men either collapsed or vomited blood and were carried down one after another.
Seeing this result, many young swordsmen who came to run for the election turned pale, and a layer of sweat seeped on their forehead. Not only them, but also the audience in the distance.
Silent, there are some young swordsmen face gloomy out of the team.
Although there are fewer competitors, the rest of them are not relaxed. This kind of assessment is too difficult and dangerous. Even if there are no competitors, they have no confidence to pass.
"A bunch of waste people are scared like this before they start. If they really want to enter the election, they don't have to pee their pants." A very discordant voice came.
"What did you say?" All of them looked in the direction of the voice.
However, after seeing who it was, many people quietly lowered their heads.
It was Qiu Ping'an who was speaking. At this time, Qiu Ping'an was arrogant and didn't seem to know that he had aroused public anger.
"Am I wrong? It's a shame for you who are not determined to come to the general election of Longyan college. " Qiu Ping'an said arrogantly.
"Hum, shame is none of your business. Don't forget, you are in line here, and you haven't been selected yet." The young swordsman who claimed to have a grudge against the Qiu family said with a sneer.
"Isn't it a matter of time before I'm chosen?" Qiu Ping'an looked at him with disdain and said haughtily.
"It's a big breath, and I'm not afraid of the wind!" Seeing that Qiu Ping'an was so arrogant, let alone the young swordsman, others were a little unconvinced.
"Well, you'll soon know if I'm exaggerating." Qiu Ping'an looks crazy, and then he looks at mu Hanyan, "you'd better hope that you won't be selected, or you'll suffer if you enter Longyan college."
Seeing that Qiu Ping'an pointed at mu Hanyan again, Hua Yue's beauty flashed in their eyes at the same time, and then looked at each other, they could see what they were thinking in each other's heart: to be driven out of the election, or even to be punished, they had to teach Qiu Ping He a hard lesson. On the contrary, as long as they didn't damage mu Hanyan's important event, they could.
"Don't be impulsive. I'll see where he comes from." Mu Hanyan stopped the three.
There are several children of Qiu family here, let alone Huayue. Even if she does it herself, she may not be able to hurt Qiu Ping'an. There is no need to cause trouble.
The most important thing is that even she didn't have much self-confidence when she saw this assessment method. She was very curious. Where did Qiu Ping'an's self-confidence come from?
"Yes, at last someone did." Just then, the crowd burst into cheers.
Mu Hanyan turned his head and looked. Sure enough, half a quarter of an hour later, a pale young man was standing in front of the test tablet and slowly drew out his sword.
"It's true that he is the first master of the young generation of Mu family. This mu Chengxuan is really good." Some people in the team are also envious.
So it's this guy. Mu Hanyan wasn't too surprised at the result. Mu Chengxuan was also the elder's favorite disciple. He didn't know how much cultivation resources were piled on him these years. If he couldn't pass the examination, let alone himself, even the elder would have to hit the wall.
However, the so-called Mu Chengxuan is the first master of the young generation of the Mu family, and others scoff at him.
In everyone's eyes, Mu Chengxuan draws out his long sword. Between the flashes of cold light, a wonderful sword style appears in his hand. Obviously, this is the meaning of sword from Wuxin sword. After ten moves, a clear roar sounded. The cold sword was like a river flowing out of the water. It cut fiercely to the test tablet.
Choking! When the edge of the sword passed, Mars flew low, and there was a sword mark half a foot deep on the trial tablet.
In the square, there were cheers, and everyone was shocked by the power of the sword.
You should know that the trial stele is made of refined steel and meteorite gold. It is indestructible. Although Mu Chengxuan's strength is good, he can't have such a sword power. The power of this sword obviously comes from the supreme sword meaning in the Wuxin sword.
"Well, well, I can understand the meaning of ten sword moves in such a short time. That's good! Congratulations on your passing the examination and becoming a member of Longyan college. " Gong Hongru said to Mu Chengxuan with two good words.
Although the words do not cover the meaning of praise, but still with a straight face, no smile, worthy of being known as one of the three masters of the Institute.
"Thank you, my Lord!" Mu Chengxuan bows and wipes the sweat from his forehead.
It can be seen that although he passed the examination, he was not easy either.
"He's a good-looking man. Who would like to take him in?" Gong Hongru said to the tutors below.
According to the rules of the enrollment election, every young swordsman who has passed the examination will appoint a tutor before entering the college. The strength and status of this tutor are likely to affect his future achievements.Therefore, Mu Chengxuan looked at the tutors, and his heart was full of expectation and uneasiness. Even the onlookers became nervous.
Although Mu Chengxuan successfully passed the examination, he performed quite well, but if he follows the wrong tutor, he may be ruined all his life.
The dozen tutors got together and talked in a low voice. At first, they were very friendly, but later, the atmosphere became a little bit wrong. One by one, they were very angry, and two of them even almost started.
Seeing this scene, Mu Chengxuan was finally relieved. It seems that these tutors attach great importance to him, and they are fighting for him.
All around the audience is also a face of envy, can be valued by so many instructors at the same time, this mu Chengxuan, the future is limitless.
"Mr. Gong, we have a discussion." Finally, the tutors discussed the result, and a tall old man got up and said.
See this person, all around is a cry of surprise.
"I'm long Congyuan. I'm willing to take you in. I don't know if you want to." The old man looked at Mu Chengxuan and asked.
"Thank you for your kindness. I have met master." Mu Chengxuan was overjoyed and bowed himself to salute.
Others looked at Mu Chengxuan with admiration.
Long Congyuan is also one of the oldest mentors in Longyan college. Although his strength is slightly inferior to that of Gong Hongru, he failed to be one of the top three experts in the college, he is much better than other mentors. Although the three masters are not his share, if the five masters are selected, there must be a place for him.
It's a great blessing that Mu Chengxuan can worship him.
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