This time, Chen Tianxiang and Jin Muyan, these two funny brothers, had come to the conclusion that the "Cultivators' Canyon Trial" would be the trial point of the reform of the spirit sword exchange meet. Before this, the rest of the teachers were all kept in the dark, and it was only two hours before the start of the spirit sword exchange meet that they received the notice.
Neither of the two headmasters had expected that the reformed trial version of the spirit sword trial would be so successful. All kinds of small magic treasures with different functions emerged one after another, greatly increasing the interest of the spirit sword exchange meet. All the students stared intently at the screen, and none of them dozed off. In the past, the audience would often hold their heads in their hands and ponder over life halfway through.
That being said, there were still unexpected things.
After all, this time's spirit sword trial was only a trial version, and many of the checks and balances in the duel were lacking. Once one side gained the upper hand, the other side would not be able to resist at all.
Then, there would be a situation …
That was, it was very likely that before many people could actually synthesize spirit swords, they would be able to end the competition just by using blank swords and big treasured swords.
… What kind of freaking spirit sword exchange meet didn't use spirit swords!
Realizing this, the two clown brothers suddenly realized the awkwardness and seriousness of this question.
All the students had brought their spirit swords with them, so how could they not be given a chance to show off?
But now, the competition was over!
After Wang Ling and his friends came out of the virtual space, they heard the two headmasters on the rostrum communicating telepathically.
"Senior Brother … hurry up and think of a way."
"…"
Headmaster Jin covered his face. "The spirit sword exchange meet doesn't use spirit swords. If word of this gets out, I won't want to live anymore!"
"Junior Brother … calm down!" Chen Tianxiang knew that once this Junior Brother of his was in an extremely tense state, the young girl's heart sealed in his body would overflow uncontrollably. For the sake of the reputation of the Seven Stars Sect and the eyes of the teachers and students of the two schools, Chen Tianxiang's brain cells were working at a high speed.
After a while, Headmaster Chen said in a low voice, "Deputy Director Zhuo still has a spirit sword performance segment. How about we let Deputy Director Zhuo choose a student spirit sword to demonstrate the Hundred Steps Flying Sword?"
Headmaster Jin's expression instantly returned to normal. "Senior Brother is wise!"
Headmaster Chen: "…"
The corners of Wang Ling's mouth couldn't help twitching. "…"
…
…
On the rostrum, Odd Zhuo stared at the ten spirit swords on the table and broke out in a cold sweat.
To be honest, this ending was much better than Odd Zhuo had imagined. He really didn't know how to use the Sky-Parting Sword … but he could still accept the Hundred Steps Flying Sword. Whether or not Odd Zhuo could successfully complete the performance now depended entirely on his compatibility with the ten spirit swords.
One had to know that these spirit swords all had masters. Completely obeying a stranger's words was a huge test of Odd Zhuo's sword-riding ability as well as a certain level of courage.
As the Deputy Director of the General Administration of 100 Schools, he would lose a lot of face if he made a mistake at this stage!
"I didn't expect the rules to be changed this time. I wanted to use this opportunity to show off Wangmeng and Wangji …" Below the stage, Feather Lin sighed.
"Looks like Little Feather's sword control technique has improved a lot!" Lotus Sun smiled.
"Of course! Ever since Teacher Wang showed me the Founder of Diabolism, I felt like I was in a dream and understood the true meaning of the Mother-Child Sword! "
"What true essence?" Hero Guo raised his eyebrows.
"The combination of the two bastards is invincible!"
"…"
"I wonder … whose spirit sword will Senior Zhuo choose?"
…
Odd Zhuo's gaze moved back and forth between the ten spirit swords. Lotus Sun's Mysterious Sea sword had already given birth to a sword spirit … it would be impossible for him to control it in the short term. He didn't even want to touch Feather Lin's Mother-Child Sword. It was already difficult to control an unfamiliar spirit sword to begin with, and this Mother-Child Sword was enough to kill him …
The remaining spirit swords were Super Chen's Strength Chao, Hero Guo's Ghost Tooth, Tang Jingze's Blue Blood, Fang Huaqing's Zhanpo, and the Liang family's Climbing Dragon Sword series …
Wang Ling's gaze followed Odd Zhuo's.
Given the one in ten chance, it shouldn't be Jingke, right?
Then, he picked up the only small wooden sword on the stage. "It's up to you!"
Wang Ling: "…"
Odd Zhuo naturally had his own reasons for choosing Jingke.
First, this sword looked the most harmless and non-threatening, and looked very easy to control …
Second, the owner of this sword was Wang Ling.
Odd Zhuo thought that this was a hint …
Holding Jingke in his hand, Odd Zhuo secretly made up his mind to perform well! If he could show off shifu's spirit sword well, shifu might be happy!
"…"
Happy your sister! Also! Who the f * * k is your shifu?! Don't force me to be your disciple, hey!
Wang Ling rubbed the space between his eyebrows, feeling a headache coming on. Now, he just hoped that Jingke could restrain its strength in the hands of a stranger … It absolutely couldn't go berserk. Otherwise, with this sword, everyone here would have to move to another city to live in.
Although Wang Ling sounded a little exaggerated, this was indeed an indisputable fact.
Jingke was indeed a small wooden sword … but there was no doubt about its lethality.
Back when he had entered the Gate Between Worlds to save Old Li, Wang Ling had used Jingke to chop off the head of a demon god. After being irrigated with the blood of the demon god, Jingke had been tempered to an unprecedented level. It was also from then on that Jingke, like Wang Ling, was unable to suppress the primordial power in its body.
The saying that a spirit sword was like its master wasn't without reason …
"Next, let us invite Teacher Odd Zhuo, Deputy Director of the General Administration of 100 Schools, to give everyone a wonderful performance of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword!" Seeing that Odd Zhuo had chosen the spirit sword, the female host gave a loud shout.
Holding Jingke in his hand, Odd Zhuo slowly walked to the center of the sports field amid thunderous applause …
On the rostrum, Sun Dakang frowned. "Is the owner of this sword that Student Wang Ling?"
Next to him, Headmaster Chen didn't know why the old Secretary was suddenly asking, but he still answered, "Yes, it's Wang Ling. Student Wang Ling's family is relatively poor, and our school is preparing to organize a home visit and raise funds for assistance. "
The old Secretary nodded in satisfaction. "Well done. No matter how poor we are, we can't be poor in education. We should let every student feel the love and concern of the school and society, so that they can grow up healthily. "
Next to him, the headmasters, directors and lead teachers of the two schools couldn't help nodding. "Secretary Sun is right!"
"Mm, comrades, you've all worked hard. Everyone should show more concern for the students in need. "As the old Secretary spoke, he still couldn't help staring at the peach wood sword in Odd Zhuo's hand.
Was it an illusion?
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