Chapter 12 Entering the Book Pavilion

When Wuhuang said this, everyone looked at Xuanming. Xuan Ming still smiled faintly and didn't show any other look. Wuhuang said, "Yes, I also took a closer look at the Xuanming of the Pangu family, and it's really better than you." His fierce eyes glanced at everyone one by one and said, "According to the previous rules, if you are not convinced at this moment, you can challenge Xuanming again, and the winner can be promoted to the first place."

He paused and waited for the people below to challenge. However, Xuan Ming's performance in the past few days is vivid, and today Xuan Ming's hand is even more shocking. Who else dares to challenge at this time?

Seeing that no one objected, Emperor Wu smiled and looked at Xuan Ming, who had no expression. He said, "Since you have no objection, Xuan Ming of the Pangu family is the winner of this session." With a wave of his hand, a young man in a martial arts court uniform came towards Xuanming with a sword. Wuhuang looked at the sword and said, "Pure Jun sword belongs to the sword of the first warrior in our martial arts world."

Xuanming understands, reaches out to hold the sword, and feels a warmth. It is a kind of tug-of-war hidden between one hand and one foot, and the unstoppable power of thunder. Holding it in his hand, Xuanming even felt that he had suddenly got the divine power to shake the world like a collection of rivers and mountains.

"Good sword!" Xuan Ming looked down at the so-called pure sword in his hand. The pure sword is three feet long and three inches wide. The width of the sword body is very wide, which is rare in ordinary swords. The width is no less than the width of an ordinary long knife. The sword body is full of black diamond geometric dark patterns, and the front and back of the sword grid are also inlaid with blue glaze and turquoise respectively. The hilt is wrapped with silk thread, and the sword head is rolled into a round hoop in the shape, with extremely fine eleven concentric circles.

It is a very beautiful sword. Xuanming looked at the sword with satisfaction and then looked at the Emperor Wu. He knew that such a sword was also one of the best magic weapons in the hands of Emperor Wu, or a rare innate spiritual treasure. He knows that it is impossible for every martial arts winner to get such a good magic weapon. So the only possibility is that he is borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. Giving him such a good sword is something to ask for.

Xuanming put away his sword generously and took on the attitude that more is better than less. He still honestly thanked Emperor Wu under the eyes of everyone. Emperor Wu took a deep look at Xuanming, then waved his hand and asked the young official to order the library tomorrow, and let everyone go back separately.

Xuanming returned to the happy Pangu family in those eyes with different eyes, envy and jealousy. Behind Xuanming, Nan Wanyan was armed in pink, clenched her hands fiercely, stared straight at Xuanming and gritted her teeth, and then looked at the genius of the Jinyuan family and chased after him.

In the courtyard of the Pangu family, 30 contestants looked at Xuan Ming with a eager look, waiting for Xuan Ming to sacrifice the sword. Seeing the elegant demeanor, Xuan Ming sacrificed the sword very intimately and let them feast their eyes.

The owner looked a little unkind and asked Xuan Ming, "Why didn't the ancestors help Pan Yi and Pan Hu in the last game today?" Pan Yi and Pan Hu were knocked down and raised in the last game, thus losing the qualification to be included in the top 30.

Xuan Ming shrugged his shoulders and looked at those who were still children and said, "They are the only people who are expected to become the pillars of the Pangu family. Are you really willing to let them serve the Emperor Wu and bury their lives in the universe from now on?"

The head of the family was stunned, and Xuanming snorted coldly and said, "You obviously know that if this group is in the top 30, they will only die in the universe, but you want them to exchange their lives for that nihilistic glory. You, the head of the family, really failed!"

Xuan Ming's eyes were as cold as a knife, but he kept shooting at the owner like a needle. He peeled his ugly heart alive in the air. His face turned pale and looked at Xuan Ming's deep eyes in a daze and couldn't help taking a step back.

Xuanming smiled sarcastically and finally withdrew his eyes. He just said, "Go back and think about what a master should do..." He turned around, left a stunned head of the family and went back to the house.

The royal library is much more elegant than the library that Xuanming has seen. First of all, its size is not comparable to ordinary library. Xuanming followed the leading officials and browsed around the rows of bookshelves. The books here are read day and night, afraid of those ordinary People can't finish watching it all their lives, right? Even he, I'm afraid he will have to watch it for hundreds of years.

The official is still telling over and over again what to pay attention to in this library. Finally, he stopped and said, "Well, this is the last point you should pay attention to. The last thing you need to remember is that seven days later, as soon as the bell rings in the imperial city, you have to come out immediately, otherwise You don't have to come out. Do you understand?

Serious eyes stared at everyone, waiting for an answer. Naturally, everyone nodded and said, "I understand."

Then the man waved his hand with satisfaction and said, "Well, I won't waste everyone's time looking for martial arts. Go ahead."

Xuan Ming's attention has not been on him for a long time. Hearing what he said, he didn't say anything, but he was still searching around with his mind. As soon as the officials went out, those people had already jumped on the books on the bookshelf, but the books on the bookshelf were just ordinary martial arts. How could they get into Xuanming's eyes? He just walked slowly, a bookshelf over a bookshelf, looking for the so-called peerless martial arts.

Pangu's ancient combat skills come from here. Xuanming naturally knows how powerful the martial arts is. He is willing to spend so long here, a large part of which is for the peerless martial arts in this library.

It is said that many of the martial arts in these pavilions are created by the Wuhuang. Only the more than ten peerless martial arts are collected by the Wuhuang from all over the universe, which are rare martial arts skills.

"Brother Xuanming?" A doubtful call sounded beside Xuanming. Xuanming frowned, but he was a gentle and handsome young man. Xuanming looked at this familiar young man, but the man had already introduced himself with a smile: "Jinmingtang Jinyin has admired Xuanming for a long time, but unfortunately he has never had a chance to sing wine with Xuanming."

Naturally, it was polite, but Xuanming was still a little impressed by Jinyin. Looking at the spiritual and long and restrained young man in front of him, he couldn't help thinking that if there was no sudden addition to him, he was afraid that this young man would be the first martial artist in this year. Will it be so unfair to be in the second place?

He laughed and said, "It turned out to be Brother Jinyin. I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

Jin Yin said, "I just looked at my brother a few times and found that he didn't seem to be interested in these martial arts skills?"

Xuanming couldn't help frowning in his heart, but smiled and said, "No, it's just that there are too many books on this bookshelf, and I don't know which one to read for a moment."

Jin Yin seemed to be a straightforward person. He smiled and said, "I'm afraid these books can't get into the eyes of my brother. Are you looking for peerless martial arts skills?"

At this time, Xuan Ming couldn't help frowning at this man's straightforwardness. He looked at the person in front of him who was still smiling gently and restrained his eyes. There was no evil spirit on the man. I'm afraid it's just that his personality is like this, and he has no other thoughts. He had to smile honestly and said, "Brother Jinyin, isn't this the same?"

Jin Yin couldn't help laughing more and more brilliantly. There seems to be no resentment about the fact that the position of his first warrior was taken away by Xuan Ming, but just said, "The skill is not as good as people, and the skill is not as good as people!"

"Brother, look!" A melodious sound came from not far away, and then a woman in a light green gauze broke into Xuan Ming's eyes. The man had a pair of big and bright eyes, as if he was running in a hurry. His baby-like white cheeks were red and pink, and he opened his mouth slightly and slowly followed his breath. Then he blinked his long butterfly-like eyelashes, but he couldn't wait to hand the book to Jin Yin.