Although Jingke had already taken Leng Ming as his disciple, he still needed to determine whether Wang Nuan's spirit sword was Leng Ming's through this actual combat.
He needed to know how much Leng Ming had grown after two days of special combat training.
This Sword Dao Competition was a good opportunity to test Leng Ming's learning efficiency.
For him, learning ability was the key.
After all, to find a spirit sword suitable for Little Girl Nuan's nanny, he had to be proficient in everything, and Leng Ming still had a lot to learn.
The bronze group competition was about to begin.
At the very front of the audience area at the Old Swordplay Field was a spectator stand made entirely of crystal for the judges.
Nine Nether, the sweet-talking Yu Ling, the sweet-talking Mo Yu, and Little Qian.
The four judges of this Sword Dao Competition were all sitting in this crystal room.
"The bronze group competition is about to begin. I wonder how that little guy is doing?" Yu Ling said.
She crossed her slender legs, and her pink high-pants cheongsam fell to the ground along her long legs, attracting the attention of many sword spirits in the audience area.
"White!"
"Idiot! Those are safety pants! "
"You're the idiots! How can you disrespect Lady Yu Ling? Move your filthy eyes away! "
…
In the sword king world, Yu Ling had always been very popular, which was to be expected.
Mo Yu also had a lot of fans, but because she was too active, she often showed her face in front of outsiders. Compared with Yu Ling, she seemed a little less mysterious.
Ignoring the discussion in the audience area, Nine Nether also looked forward to the bronze group competition. "I heard that Lord Jingke personally gave Leng Ming special training."
"What kind of special training?" Mo Yu asked curiously, the jade corolla on her head giving off a beautiful light.
"It seems to be mixed doubles. Lord Jingke and Lady Bai Qiao together, "Nine Nether answered.
"F * * k, isn't that domestic violence …" Mo Yu immediately felt sorry for Leng Ming.
"It was repaired after the fight. To prevent Leng Ming from being traumatized, I heard that Lady Bai Qiao erased his memory of the special training."
"Erased it? Then what's the point … "
"Because he doesn't need to use his brain to remember it. Later in the battle, Leng Ming might just show muscle memory."
"..." Yu Ling and Mo Yu were both shocked.
Just how many times did he get beaten up to form muscle memory?
Very soon, the sound of gongs and drums reverberated throughout the entire Sword Battle Arena.
The 200 Sword Spirits from the Bronze Group entered the arena.
The four entrances to the Sword Battle Arena were opened at the same time. At each entrance, fifty Sword Spirits were led into the arena by the Imperial Sword Guards in an orderly manner. They were arranged into four rows, forming a square formation.
Leng Ming was in the group that came out from the eastern entrance. He was extremely small, but he stood at the very front. He looked like a tiny dot.
In the spectator seats, many Sword Spirits were discussing this matter.
"This is the Sword Master's new disciple? It looks very ordinary to me! "
"It reached the top of the Sword Stele with its extremely high Talent Value, but it has only been a few days since it was born. How strong can its actual combat strength be?"
Although the news that Jingke had accepted Leng Ming as a disciple had already spread like wildfire throughout the sword king world, doubts were inevitable.
No one doubted Leng Ming's talent.
After all, the numbers on the sword stele could not be fake.
But it had actually been less than two days since Jingke had accepted Leng Ming as a disciple to the start of the Sword Dao Competition.
Rounding up the number of hours, it hadn't even been two days …
In such a short period of time, how much could a newly born sword spirit grow? Many people would draw a question mark on it.
Facing the sea of people around the Sword Battle Arena and listening to the doubts in the air, Lotus Sun frowned slightly.
In the heavenly room, Lotus Sun frowned slightly. She was worried about Leng Ming.
She had wanted to take advantage of the Sword Dao Competition to look for a sword spirit for Wang Nuan during the competition, but the atmosphere now was really too tense! She couldn't help feeling her heart in her throat!
"After all, it's such a grand Sword Dao Competition. Just looking at it makes one's heart pound. It's normal for Miss Sun to feel emotional," Wujin comforted her on the side.
"Rongrong's nervous reaction is so cute."
Sun Yinger giggled on the side. "Do you feel like you're waiting for your child's report card to come out?"
"…" Lotus Sun was startled.
Needless to say, Sun Yinger's words were spot on.
It would have been better if she hadn't said it …
Now that she said it, it did seem like a little.
This was clearly her first time meeting Leng Ming, but she didn't know why she felt so worried for him.
Maybe it was because he was Jingke's disciple …
Since he had been accepted as Jingke's disciple, did Student Wang Ling also have high hopes for Leng Ming?
"Little guy, you must do your best!" Lotus Sun clenched her fists as she silently cheered Leng Ming on in her heart.
"Keke!" Sun Yinger gave a meaningful smile on the side.
She hadn't paid much attention to the competition, and her gaze had been fixed on Lotus Sun the entire time. In comparison, the girl's interesting reaction was much more exciting than the competition.
Imagine her family's Rongrong taking care of a child ten years from now …
Then, she would take her child to the parent-teacher conference and wait for that final report card. Perhaps she would be very nervous, right?
Sun Yinger shook her head quickly as her imagination ran wild.
She felt that she was thinking too much …
What child?!
How could she have imagined the problem of having a child …
And even if she had a child, who would it be with was also a problem.
Wang Ying?
That abominable gorilla?
She would jump down from here and starve to death! And she would never agree to be with this guy!
…
Boom!
At that moment, the image in the magic ball was accompanied by a blazing explosion in the center of the sword battle arena!
While Sun Yinger's imagination was running wild, the Bronze Group's free-for-all had already begun.
To everyone's surprise, they had thought that this free-for-all would be a battle royale.
In the end, the moment Nine Nether announced the start of the competition …
Except for Leng Ming.
All the Bronze Group spirit swords turned into sword light and soared into the sky …
Their movements were synchronized, and their targets were astonishingly synchronized!
A total of 199 sword lights of different colors charged at Leng Ming!
When these sword lights collided, there was a huge explosion!
Two spirit swords, one ice and one fire, broke through the thick smoke. They were the famous Ice and Fire Brothers of the Bronze Group, and had been chosen to participate in this free-for-all according to their ranking.
They were ranked second and third on the Bronze Group's sword stele.
Only after Leng Ming.
After Leng Ming's sword stele results came out, the two brothers had been looking for an opportunity to teach Leng Ming a lesson.
But as soon as the competition started, they couldn't help it.
What they didn't expect even more was that …
The other sword spirits in this competition were unexpectedly thinking the same thing as them, and they all attacked Leng Ming as soon as the competition started.
"Even if you're Lord Jingke's disciple, what can you do against this kind of attack?" The Ice and Fire Brothers sneered in their hearts.
At that moment, an emerald green sword light soared into the sky.
Powerful sword qi tore through the thick smoke.
A boy in rattan armor expressionlessly patted the dust off his face and slowly walked out of the billowing smoke.
He was completely unscathed, and there wasn't even a speck of dust on his face.
This was the result of his special training after being hit by Jingke and Bai Qiao's mixed doubles.
Leng Ming was just a blade of grass.
But now, this blade of grass was very hard.
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