Chapter 24 Assessment 2

"Thank you very much!" After patting the dust on her brother's body, the girl got up and looked at Jiang Hanye and said with a smile.

"No...nothing..." I don't know why Jiang Hanye suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe, and even stuttered. In the past, when he was in Wo Niu Village, he rarely had the opportunity to contact or chat with girls. Now there is a beautiful girl smiling at him, and he is a little at a loss.

"Are you a new disciple? I have never seen you before..." When the girl smiled, she showed her white teeth and a red-toothed smile reflected in Jiang Hanye's eyes, which made him feel suddenly feel comfortable at this moment, and the sky and the earth are also sunny. Even the handsome and heroic big brother in the stands is about to start the exam. The core has never paid attention to it.

"I...my name is Jiang Hanye, a new disciple..." He stammered.

"Puff!" The girl couldn't help laughing when she saw Jiang Hanye's embarrassed appearance, "I didn't ask you what your name is. You are very honest. My name is Xiaoyu, and my brother's name is Xiaoyu!"

"Nice to meet you!" Jiang Hanye also returned with a sincere smile. In this sea of people, in the cheers of everyone, Jiang Hanye met his first friend, or the first pair of friends in Wanjian Villa.

"Little brother, thank you for pulling me up!" At this time, the five- or six-year-old extremely cute boy also pulled Jiang Hanye's skirt and said childishly.

"You're welcome, Xiao Yu!" Jiang Hanye was in a good mood at this time. There was an indescribable feeling in his heart, a beautiful feeling in front of him.

"Let's take a look at that big brother. He is so handsome!" Xiaoyu looked at Wanjiantai with a smile.

"Yes!" Jiang Hanye echoed and also looked at the Wanjian platform. At this moment, Brother Song was practicing swordsmanship.

Song Qingyun is a high-level disciple. Their assessment is divided into three stages. The first stage is swordsmanship, the second stage is to fight, and the third stage is defense. Of course, these Jiang Hanye are not very clear now, and there is no heart to figure it out. At this moment, his eyes are all on the shining Song Qingyun and that on the stage. The dazzling swordsmanship was attracted.

The swordsmanship practiced by Song Qingyun is the swordsmanship "Canghai Swordsmanship" that can only be practiced by disciples of the second layer. The founder of Wanjian Villa once used his life experience to compile a complete set of cultivation methods. He integrated these methods into swordsmanship, and later disciples can pick up the level according to the sword method and start practicing from low to high. Although this swordsmanship is martial arts, it also integrates the internal mind method and urges the internal force to evolve into spiritual power. When the internal force in the martial artist's body completely evolves into spiritual power in the sea of Qi, it breaks through the innate realm and enters the realm of spiritual silence. From the spiritual stage, there are no specific moves for martial artists to learn and practice. Everything depends on their own understanding and creation.

Of course, such as spiritual power is too ethereal for Jiang Hanye. Now he is so surprised that he can't close his mouth when he sees a set of Canghai swordsmanship. However, seeing Song Qingyun's lingering white clothes on the stage, his body was sometimes separated from the sword and sometimes merged into one. At this moment, the white sword was stimulated by his strength. The sword body was shrouded in a heavy white light and danced like a sea of clouds, like a vast ocean, which made the spectators forget it for a moment and only remembered to cheer.

"Canghai Swordsmanship" is a high-level swordsmanship, which needs to enter the innate second layer to practice, and the moves are only its shape, but the connotation must be taught by the master himself. Song Qingyun is the only contemporary disciples to enter the congenital second level, so the disciples present are the first Once they saw this illusory and flexible swordsmanship, they all exclaimed their magic skills.

A set of swordsmanship was perfectly practiced by Song Qingyun. He saw that he naturally collected his right hand holding the sword behind him and saluted Ji Kuotian and others under the stage with his left hand: "The disciple has finished the exercise! Please comment on the great deacon and uncles!"

Ji Kuotian touched his beard and showed a rare smile. He nodded and said, "Yes, Qingyun, if this situation continues, you will become the furthest person on the road of martial arts cultivation in my Wanjian Villa for nearly a thousand years. I hope you can take care of yourself! Let's start the battle with the shadow!"

"Disciples, please respect your teaching!" Song Qingyun bowed and said.

"What is shadow?" Jiang Hanye asked Xiaoyu beside him in a blank voice.

"You are a new disciple, and it doesn't matter if you don't know. The shadow is your own shadow, a phantom of the subjects produced by the Wanjiantai." Xiaoyu explained seriously.

"Oh... it turned out that he was fighting with himself..." Jiang Hanye nodded as if he didn't understand. He felt that Xiaoyu knew a lot of things.

"Don't underestimate yourself. This shadow war is the most difficult pass in the whole assessment process..." Xiaoyu reminded Jiang Hanye's confused look.

"Is it difficult to fight against yourself? Do we need a film war?" Jiang Hanye asked.

"Puff!" Xiaoyu smiled after hearing this, "You are not a martial artist. Naturally, you don't need a shadow war. My father often said that in this world, people are the most elusive, and among all living beings, they are the most difficult to understand. If a person can completely understand himself, he can stand invincible. If he knows others, he can stand in a long-term victory.

"Understand yourself..." Jiang Hanye thought of himself blankly, and he suddenly asked himself in his heart, "Jiang Hanye, do you know yourself?"

"Nonsense, of course you don't understand!" At the bottom of his heart, the sometimes empty voice appeared again and said in a almost sarcastic tone.

"You are the nonsense!" Jiang Hanye was angry.

"What did you say?" Xiaoyu was stunned by Jiang Hanye's sudden sentence.

"Oh..." Jiang Hanye realized that there were still many people standing around him. He couldn't help blushing and hurriedly explained, "Xiaoyu, I'm not talking about you... I just remembered that a very annoying person once said that about me."

"Oh! So, I also said, why did you suddenly scold me? Xiaoyu is also a very simple and cheerful girl. When she heard Jiang Hanye's explanation, she believed it.

"Let's watch the brother's shadow war!" Jiang Hanye was afraid that he would say too much, and he would inadvertently say something unpleasant, so he quickly changed the topic.

"Well, good!" In fact, Xiaoyu's eyes have never left the Wanjian platform. The sasage figure of her brother on the stage has been reflected in her pupils, and her face has always been a blush. After peeking at Jiang Hanye, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't know where she was uncomfortable.

"Hey, boy, how old are you? Did you learn this?" The voice in his heart said without ridicing, but this time, no matter what he said, Jiang Hanye was silent. He was afraid that he would say something wrong in front of Xiaoyu.

On the Wanjian platform, a beam suddenly shot from the air. In the beam stood a person exactly like Song Qingyun, but the Song Qingyun in the beam was dressed in black and holding a black sword. Jiang Hanye opened his mouth in surprise. He was just thinking about how to fight against the shadow, and now he understands.

"How did this shadow come from?" Jiang Hanye hesitated for a moment and decided to ask Xiaoyu.

"This ten thousand sword platform is a boundary laid by the ancestors. After the subjects trigger the boundary, they will have their own illusions, and then they can fight!" When Xiaoyu spoke, she looked at the Wanjian platform without blinking, "Alas, the eldest brother is really handsome!"

Jiang Hanye looked at Xiaoyu's profile and the eldest brother on the stage. He thought to himself, "I don't know when I can stand here and fight against myself?" Will Xiaoyu praise me like this at that time?

At this moment, Song Qingyun on the stage has been entangled with his shadow, one black and one white figure waved a long sword and fought with each other. No matter what tricks Song Qingyun uses, that shadow seems to know in advance. He can always use the same tricks first and repeatedly force him into a desperate situation.

"It seems that the more powerful it is, the more difficult the shadow war will be!" At this time, some of the onlookers sighed.

"Yes, Brother Song is very good, and the shadow is naturally much more powerful than ours." Someone else echoed.

"I don't know if he has passed this?"

"Do you want to gamble?"

Among the onlookers, they quickly started a gamble, and everyone*, nine times out of ten, Song Qingyun won, and only a few bet that he lost. The stakes are also very strange. There are silver, fans, clothes, and even people bet on their favorite books. It seems that although the people in Wanjian Villa do not have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation, life is also a little boring. Jiang Hanye listened to the words of these people in his ears and couldn't help thinking of what his second uncle said: "What on earth are you going to do after living for so long?"

With a loud bang, the two black and white figures on the stage who were originally tightly entangled suddenly separated. Song Qingyun, dressed in white, was like a broken kite, was hit in the chest by his shadow, and flew backwards obliquely, and fell heavily on the ten thousand sword platform, causing a burst of exclamation.

The black figure forced into Song Qingyun, who fell to the ground step by step with stiff steps. The black sword in his hand glowed like smoke. Everything was the same as Song Qingyun, but the shadow at this moment, probably because Song Qingyun was a little weak, seemed to have become nothing. It was so murderous before.

At this moment, all the people under the stage hold their breath and quietly wait for the final result. Jiang Hanye also stared intently, and at the same time, he was simulating that if he was on the stage at this moment, what should he do to overcome this shadow?

The shadow stopped a few steps away from Song Qingyun, just standing there and looking at the people on the ground, looking blank. Song Qingyun on the ground has not been up since he fell to the ground, and he doesn't know whether he was seriously injured or something, which is worrying.

The shadow paused for a moment, and suddenly raised the long sword shrouded in black smoke and recited the spell. There seemed to be a long black river surging on the sword. The sword light rose from the sky, and the whole sword platform was suddenly dark.

"Oh, my God, the shadow of my brother is so strong. How high is his strength?" Jiang Hanye heard Xiaoyu covering her mouth and said in surprise, "However, the higher his strength, the stronger the shadow will be. It's really worrying..."

The black sword spirit is like an underground dark river, surging, and like an oolong, with teeth and claws. After hovering in mid-air for a moment, it suddenly rushed to Song Qingyun on the ground with lightning speed. All the hearts were raised to their throats, and even the predecessors of the sect in the stands could not sit still. Ji Kuotian stood up and was ready to save him at any time. Song Qingyun is a dazzling pearl among the contemporary disciples of the sect. No one wants him to be injured or regret it for the rest of his life. However, the rules set by the ancestor of Kaishan stand like Optimus Prime, and no one can shake it.

It has happened that outstanding disciples finally left the mountain gate for life because they failed the assessment. Fortunately, after entering the realm of spiritual silence, there is no need to participate in the assessment, so the people who can finally pass the re-examination are naturally the elites among the elites and the stars among the stars, which is also the reason why Wanjian Villa has remained evergreen for thousands of years.

Just when everyone thought that Song Qingyun had lost, a cold white light wall appeared in front of Song Qingyun. The black light hit it, making a loud noise, and even the whole earth was trembling under his feet. After trembling, everyone was shocked to find that after the black light touched the white light wall, it gradually weakened and finally disappeared. At the same time, Song Qingyun, who had fallen to the ground motionless, suddenly bounced up, holding a long sword in his hands and saying spells in his mouth. A white light rose to the sky, which was exactly the same as the shadow's trick.

Song Qingyun held a long sword and stabbed the dark shadow with lightning. The tip of the sword passed through the shadow, and the shadow suddenly dissipated like a mirror.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the faces of several seniors in the stands became much more relaxed. Ji Kuotian stroked his beard and sat down slowly, and a smile of approval appeared on his face.

After the shadow disappeared, Song Qingyun calmly closed his fist and said, "Disciples complete the shadow war! Ask all the uncles and deacons to comment!"

"Not bad!" Ji Kuotian nod his head and said, "You have passed the film examination. Come and defend!"

"Disciples obey!" Song Qingyun, like a wild goose, gently tiptoed off the high platform and walked straight to the stand where the predecessors were.

"Frost barrier!" Xiaoyu suddenly said, "Brother Song actually learned the frost barrier!"

Jiang Hanye didn't know what Xiaoyu was talking about. He couldn't help looking up at her curiously and saw that Xiaoyu's expression was a little serious and a little confused, and she looked very beautiful.