Chapter 1743 Chapter 321: Test

The sword masters and sword sects of Yingcheng looked at the influence in the mirror with expressionless expressions, but with a calm expression, the head of the three armies had already burnt in the sky with anger.

When the King Dutian patrol crossed the boundary, the King Xunhuo Department directly came to the Yuanzhou waters to engage in wind and rain without a word. This kind of action can be directly regarded as a provocation to the Xu family.

The reason why these people have not moved now is because the most excited leader has already done something, and they should devote more energy to observing the young man named Yang Fan.

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Wushuang Academy, Dean's Room

After knocking on the door, neither light nor serious, is the middle-aged scholar who walked in with documents.

As soon as the class started in September, the colleges in the inner city had already compiled the enrollment list to the city hall, and Mi Bai felt that this document needed to be reviewed by the dean himself, so he brought it to the dean's room.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the dean's book case, floating a mirror surface, in which was the violent wind, the black cloud and thunder, and the figure faintly emerging among the clouds.

Mi Bai has never been interested in martial arts fighting, so he walked directly to the table and laid out the documents in his hand in front of Tang Luo and said: "These are the list of new students compiled by each college. Please look at the dean."

As the first enrollment of Wushuang City, it exposed many problems due to lack of experience. However, with the cooperation of the city hall and the teachers of various colleges, these difficulties were overcome, and the inner city also summed up a lot of experience.

Therefore, in these reports, there is not only a list, but also a list of credits for the colleges.

In fact, Tang Luo has seen the hard work of recruiting students during this period. He also knows that the current city hall still has many shortcomings, but this kind of harshness is based on his reincarnation experience, and he has never used these to demand. Those who have experience seem too harsh.

So I was encouraged to do so. Tang Luo turned his gaze from the mirror to the file, and put on the list of each college: "Mr. Mi sits down first, and waits for this college to take a closer look at the achievements of the kings."

Tang Luo greeted Mi Bai to take his seat, and carefully marked the documents on each document, and most of the words left behind were beautiful words.

Seeing that the dean was looking seriously, Mi Bai, who sat aside, began to look at the most important dojo in this Wushuang City.

Just like when he first came to Wushuang City, who would have thought that Dean Wang, who sits on a territory of thousands of miles, has such a simple layout of the dojo, and the furnishings are so simple that it can’t even compare to the city hall.

The bookshelves, desks, and a few well-made chairs are all the Dean Wushuang's room, but it's so simple, but it makes Mi Bai extremely comfortable.

For those with deep appetites, the heavens are shallow, and those with shallow appetites are deep. Perhaps only martial arts with simple appetites like Tang Luo can create such an amazing career at this age.

After sighing the youth of the person who corrected the document, Mi Bai turned her gaze to another place, and the only thing she could see in the simple dean's room was the turbulent mirror.

At this time, the image has changed again. It is no longer an overview angle of overlooking the ocean tide and sky, but closer to the top of the passenger ship floating in the huge waves.

Although there was no sound, Mi Bai could see the frightened face in the water on the boat, and Yang Fan holding a divine sword, running around and cutting the waves.

Yang Fan! ?

Why is he there!

Bei Bai's eyes suddenly widened, and she stood up from the chair with a brush, and was about to ask Tang Luo when she heard the dean's voice.

"If you want to be true, you have to stand the test."

Tang Luo, who corrected the documents, did not lift his head, and slowly said: "The Xu family will not teach the "Supreme Sword Classic" to people who are not enough. Even the disciples of the Xu family have to pass the test. To practice."

"Mi Bai has never seen trials, only danger."

Mi Bai looked at the young man who was holding swords in both hands and constantly fighting the wave with crescent sword aura, smiled bitterly.

"Budo fights, how can it not be dangerous."

Tang Luo said indifferently: "This is already the least dangerous."

As he said, a thousand-foot wave in the mirror slammed on the passenger ship, almost pressing the entire ship against the sea, making her white eyelids jump.

These children who were first adopted from Xiling, Mi Bai almost regarded them as his nephews. How could she not worry about seeing such a scene.

But he understands that he has no say in martial arts practice. Instead of dictating what he is not good at, it is better to get his mood clean.

In the dean's room that was restored to peace, only Tang Luo's comments on the documents remained. When the final list was confirmed and the words of praise were written, the dean raised his head.

In the mirror at this time, there are many large holes in the hull of the passenger ship named "Ping An", and the draft is more than half deeper than when it was sailing. Although the sailors and boatmen desperately scooped the water for repairs, although the passengers We desperately asked for mercy, but they couldn't change the result.

If there were no accidents, after dozens of breaths, the ship should sink. Tang Luo was a little disappointed in this situation.

"After all, I don't know enough."

Seeing Yang Fan holding the divine sword still stupidly cutting the waves, Tang Luo secretly said in his heart, and then Wang Nian quickly disappeared.

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Endless Sea, Peace

The mysterious captain was missing, and only Yang Fan was left to fight the waves.

At this time, the sword-bearing boy had almost become the savior in everyone's hearts. Looking at the boy who could slash a hundred feet of sword aura with his hand, both the boat passengers and sailors thought they would welcome him.

It has never been a wise move to be able to fight the world with manpower.

Cutting the waves is a technique that Yang Fan learned from the captain, but as the waves become stronger and the hull is getting more and more damaged, the weaknesses of this way of fighting are also exposed.

But right now, how could Yang Fan think of a better way, he subconsciously swung his sword into the waves, hoping that he could overcome the calamity.

But I don't know what's going on. The more he swings the sword, the more tired his spirit becomes. At this time, his consciousness starts to trance.

But he knew that as soon as he fell, he and the entire ship would sink to the bottom, so he swung his sword desperately.

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"Who can tell me why this broken ship has not sunk after so long!"

The furious Wu Lan yelled at the Huobu Formation Master, no longer the calmness he had just now.

This was supposed to be a lightning strike, the fewer traces left, the better, but now it has been a whole lot of time for incense sticks.

The tattered ship was still floating and sinking, which made Wu Lan furious, kicking the smirk forward, he flew down, and wanted to see what was fighting the huge waves!

From the dark clouds full of thunder, I saw a young man who was too tired to open his eyes on the main pole observation platform on the second floor of the Ping An. The sword energy smashed the waves.

(End of this chapter)