Starting From Huashan Sword Slave, Signing For Ten Years

At noon, the scorching sun was clear.

The mighty team, head to Wanbing Mountain.

One mile away from the sword-making furnace, the wooden high platform built on the side of the Wanbing Mountain was filled with people in an orderly manner. Eight sect teams, more than a dozen families, and first-class gangs second only to the sects, the teams are all here.

A total of about two hundred people, the highest-strength Tian Tier, was invited to the top seat of the high platform, a total of ten people, including Zhao Man'er, who came alone.

The vision of the warrior is far beyond that of ordinary people, and you can see the tall, smoking furnace on the top of the mountain.

Of course, if you want to watch the magic soldier up close, it is naturally best.

However, the birth of the magic weapon is unpredictable, and if the sword gas escapes, it will easily cause most people to be seriously injured.

Even if they are allowed to approach, few people here dare to approach.

On the high platform seat, Zhao Maner sat on the wooden throne, with the heavy sword leaning against the armrest.

"Miss Man'er, talent is unparalleled, I don't know some of the geniuses below, but can anyone come into your eyes?"

In a seat next to Zhao Man'er, the burly man sat with a golden sword, holding a golden ring sword in both hands, and asked with a smile.

Wu Yousan, the elder of the sword sect, has an arrogant temperament, but he never keeps the door open, like his name, Wu Yousan, with no more than three friends.

As soon as he said this, the nearby celestial masters suddenly pricked their ears. After all, Zhao Man'er is now the well-deserved number one among the top ten geniuses. If someone in her family gets her approval in three or two sentences, it will help the disciple’s reputation. promote.

Zhao Man'er closed his eyes and rested. After about two or three breaths, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Wu Yousan, "Yes!"

"Oh? Who? My Sword Sect..."

"You are not among the few people of the Sword Intent Sect." Zhao Man'er interrupted Wu Yousan immediately.

Wu Yousan's face turned black immediately, "My Zong Fengshanyue has great talents, and he is now at the pinnacle of the earth level. He will be able to master the sword in three years, and one year later, he will definitely be able to break through the sky! Other geniuses have this progress?"

When he answered, several nearby masters of the same rank tried their best to suffocate a smile, and Wu Yousan called to lift a rock and hit him in the foot.

Originally wanted to use Zhao Man'er to raise Feng Shanyue's reputation, but slapped herself in the face.

"Yes, Feng Shanyue is good, but it is much inferior to the four players on the court. The realm of strength is not the only one. Feng Shanyue is eager to achieve success, her breath is unstable, her foundation is not solid, and her mood is not calm.

"If you don't continue to polish it for three or five years, even if you can understand the sword intent, it won't be too complete. Even if you can break through, your strength will still be at the bottom of the sky."

Zhao Man'er kept his eyes on the sword-making furnace, and no one else was talking about his opinions.

Not far away, a burly young man with a big sword, his face blushing, stared at Zhao Man'er, "Do you dare to suppress the realm and fight me?"

Zhao Man'er slowly shifted his gaze, "What are you?"

With a flick of his fingers, his fingertips seemed to burst through the air, making a popping sound.

The air mass became a sword, rushing towards Fengshanyue.

Wu Yousan wanted to get up, but stopped. He couldn't pick up this sword aura, because there was only the internal force fluctuation of the ground level. If he picks it up, Feng Shanyue will be faceless.

But... can Fengshanyue catch it? He was very clear about the terrifying power of this sword aura.

After hesitating, Feng Shanyue's face changed slightly, and in an instant she drew out her big sword like a shield, obliquely blocking her body.

boom! In an instant, the sword-quality blade of the famous sword sank into a crater the size of a projectile, and Feng Shanyue flew out upside down, smashed the high platform guardrail, and fell to the ground.

"Natural supernatural power!"

"This sword aura not only contains internal strength, but also a terrifying power!"

"It is rumored that Zhao Man'er's baby was abandoned and adopted by the ruthless palace lord. He has shown visions since he was a child. He can carry a hundred catties at the age of three, and he can lift a large tripod at the age of ten..."

There was an uproar, all of them admired and admired Zhao Man'er.

Wu Yousan of Sword Intent Zong had an extremely ugly face, and it took a long time to squeeze out two words, "Awesome!"

Zhao Man'er turned a deaf ear, and continued: "The four I mentioned are Liu Wushuang, princess Wucheng of the Han Dynasty, Zhang Shenxiu of Wudang, Shaolin Buddha Wuming, the last one..."

All the characters she mentioned have attracted everyone's attention, but the results are also expected by some people. These three are one of the top ten geniuses, and it is not surprising that Zhao Man'er can be praised.

Zhao Man'er's eyes fell on the corner, admiring Yue Ling'er who was watching her.

"This younger sister, should it be Yue Ling'er who has only shown her prominence in recent years? With a strong foundation, even me, I am ashamed of myself. The deeper the ground level, the stronger it will be to break through the sky level.

"If she can break through the heavens, she will definitely be able to stand up to people of the same level, even me...maybe she can only win by brute force."

Before the words came to an end, the whole hall was shocked.

Everyone's attention was on Yue Ling'er.

Yue Linger's cheeks were reddish, and she waved her hands again and again, "Miss Zhao laughed, Ling'er was dull, and the improvement of strength was too slow. The master said I was weak, not three-point bravery without him."

"..." People around them kept looking at her, but they couldn't see Zhao Man'er's so-called solid foundation.

Only those heavenly ranks, after carefully examining her, vaguely saw how extraordinary she was.

"Huh, nonsense, which one of us who breaks through the heavenly ranks has a shallow foundation? To break through the heavenly ranks, it must be the best in the earthly ranks." Wu Yousan was very upset.

"Believe it or not~www.NovelMTL.com~ I can beat you to vomit blood within ten strokes?" Zhao Man'er looked at him quietly.

"..." Wu Yousan was frightened and furious, holding the knife, and wanted to shoot, but after a few breaths, he snorted and sat back again, turning his head in humiliation.

"It's ridiculous that many of you are all focused on the speed of breakthrough, huh, blindly seeking fast, the realm can only be suppressed for a while.

"There are strong and weak foundations, and being able to break through the heavenly ranks can only show that your foundation and talent have reached the pass line. At full distance, there is still a big distance, and this sister Linger... has scored at least 95 points.

"The heaven she broke through is not the same as the one in your mouth!

"I'm very curious, who is your master? It's so serious. It's not difficult to teach apprentices, but it's not difficult to see exactly what the disciples have shortcomings, so that you can prescribe the right medicine and make up for the flaws quickly and steadily. This is not something ordinary people can do."

After Zhao Man'er glanced at Yue Ling'er appreciatively, he closed his eyes again.

Yue Ling'er became the focus of the audience, even if she thought she had a wealth of experience, she had never dealt with this kind of scene, so she could only pretend not to care and look at the sword casting furnace.

"Thank you for your praise, Miss Zhao." Yue Qianshan gave a chuckle and arched his hands at her.

...

"Zhao Ling'er? Doesn't it look ordinary."

On the other side of the high platform, a group of people from Wudang Mountain, Zhong Yuxiu looked on tiptoes and muttered to herself, but her eyes were full of envy. She also wanted to be like Yue Linger, who was highly anticipated and powerful.

"Hey, don't be foolish."

The banter interrupted her fantasies.

The speaker was an ordinary-looking young man in common clothes, tall and thin.

No one on the court knew him.

Only Zhong Yuxiu, who knew him, was obviously a martial artist, but he even deliberately asked her to rescue him. It's really damning to think about it now. ?

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