Fire Cliff turns all the unwillingness into endless power, waving and venting over and over again until it is exhausted, even without the strength to lift the sword...

However, Ximenyu still maintained a relaxed attitude. When he was on impulse, he danced with swordsmanship, and his life was very comfortable, which was in sharp contrast with Huya.

Twenty days soon passed, and it was time for the third assessment of the host of Zhengqing Museum, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

"I’ll tell you clearly that this time I will only select the seven of your twenty-four disciples that best suit my sword. That is to say, this time, fifteen disciples will leave. Come on. , Which of you comes first?" the owner asked.

"Why don't everyone want it?" The owner asked for a few minutes or no one took the initiative to show his sword skills.

In fact, it can also be understood that after all, this assessment is different from the past. In the end, only seven disciples will be left behind, so the earlier the practice is, the more disadvantageous it will be. The good or bad may have been forgotten by the owner. When thinking of this possibility, everyone is very cautious and dare not act rashly.

"Then I will come first." Ximen Yu smiled.

"Huh." The host nodded. From Ximenyu's expression, it can be seen that he is the most relaxed person with so many disciples, and he is also the least interested in the results. This makes the host feel very relieved.

So Ximenyu, just like dancing swordsmanship on a whim, simply interpreted the moves of the Zhengqing swordsmanship, seemingly casual, but actually free and easy.

"Well, yes, the sword is like his own." The curator applauded. It seemed that the sword in Ximenyu's hand was either a sword or a part of his body structure. It was so harmonious and natural. .

"Thank you Master." Xi Menyu is also very satisfied with his performance, because he feels that these swordsmanship is not difficult to practice, so there is no pressure from beginning to end, and the natural mentality is very relaxed.

Everyone is envious of Ximenyu, and he can be praised by Master with just one shot. In this way, Ximenyu is very hopeful to stay.

"Who's next?" the owner asked.

The host’s voice had just dropped, and both Huiya and Zeng Yi raised their hands to signal, while others were still eager to move, not sure if they would start the drill so soon, but while Master was in a good mood now, it was a very good time. However, Huya and Zeng Yi preempted it.

"Fire Cliff, then you first."

"Yes, Master."

So Fire Cliff turned his unwillingness on the hilt, and vented it wantonly. It seemed that every shot he made was vented out after so many years of silent efforts. After the song ended, Fire Cliff was already sweating.

"Well, your swordsmanship is overbearing and fanatical, and also very contagious." The host also commented.

Fire Cliff rarely heard Master praised himself so much, not to mention how excited he was, it seemed that all efforts were worth it.

"Zeng Yi will come next."

...

Soon, the twenty-four disciples finished the drill. To the surprise of the owner, the assessment made him feel that there were as many as thirteen, so six of the thirteen disciples were kicked out. A disciple, he was very entangled for a while, but in any case, at least there are so few, let him see the hope.

"In this way, the following disciples can stay, Xie Kun, Xiao De, Shan Li, Ximen Yu." After the host finished speaking, he paused for more than ten seconds.

In this short period of more than ten seconds, Huoya felt that her heart was about to come out. Only the last three places remained. Will he be left behind?

Like Huya, Zeng Yi and them were extremely nervous.

The owner finally made up his mind and continued to say: "The last three disciples who can stay are Zhang Zhan, Zeng Yi, and...Fire Cliff. The others who didn't remember the name are not because you are not good enough, and It’s me Zhengzheng Xianguan. There is only one person who can practice Qingzheng sword since its creation, so I’m sorry.

When Huoya heard his name, he suddenly fell down, and he collapsed. Fortunately, Ximenyu helped him in time.

It can be imagined how great the pressure he carries is, but Ximenyu is very worried for him. Huoya sees the victory and defeat as important. I don’t know if the next assessment will be as lucky as this time. If he If he can no longer be selected, then how painful he should be.

"Ah, everything is life."

"Come on, it would be in vain to say more."

The seventeen other disciples left one after another, with great regret and unwillingness.

"Congratulations to the seven, but don’t be too happy. There will still be four of you to leave in the next assessment. This time my difficulty will be upgraded. I will only give you ten days to practice the tenth floor of my Zhengqing swordsmanship. Only those who have practiced are eligible to compete for a deeper level of swordsmanship. Do you all understand?"

"Understood." the disciples responded.

"Well, look carefully, you still only have three chances to watch the copy, and the tenth layer of Zhengqing swordsmanship is not that simple."

"Boom, hoo, ......Boom" The owner danced his sword technique, and made different sounds from time to time. This was caused by the friction between the sword energy and the air of the different strengths of the owner.

Soon, the demonstration has been completed three times, and the owner still leaves his own way, no matter how the seven disciples are going to practice his tenth-level Zhengqing swordsmanship.

Xie Kun, Shan Li, and Xiao De each got their income, and immediately left to find a quiet place. Digesting the swordsmanship that Master just practiced, only Ximen Yu, Zhang Zhan, Zeng Yi, and Huoya were left on the scene.

Ximen Yu also pondered for a while, and also realized that when he was about to exercise, Huoya hurried up to stop and said: "Brother Yu, no." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Zhang Zhan and Zeng Yi. His meaning was very clear. Remind Ximenyu not to show them in front of them, lest they be learnt by competitors Zhang Zhan and Zeng Yi, because seeing them as they are, their eyes fluttering around, Huiya will know that they, like themselves, have not learned Master’s swordsmanship.

"Fire Cliff, what do you mean, just allow yourself to secretly learn from Ximen Yu's teacher, and don't allow us to learn from Ximen Yu decently." Zeng Yi mocked.

"That is, Ximenyu acted brightly and honestly. I really don't know how he would be a brother like you." Zhang Zhan also agreed.

"Brother Yu, let's go, don't care about them." Huoya can't wait to let Ximenyu go with himself. After all, ten days are in a hurry. Don't hurry anymore. Even if Ximen Yuken carefully guides, I'm afraid he can't practice. Finished.