Chapter 1694

All the people present gathered around and quarreled.

Several people had already scratched their fingers.

The light changes into: six grades.

The moment the light showed, a sword inserted at the edge of the stone moved a few times, and the man came forward and took it out without any effort.

The people around him became more lively and eager to test their Kendo talents.

Even the sword Xiu Li Jue, who had been on the verge of escaping with a righteous face, also pushed aside the crowd and planned to have a blood test.

Suddenly, a wall rises to separate the people from the stone tablet, and the strong fluctuation of soil elements makes it impossible for one person to break it.

"Don't crowd. Come one by one. There are so many swords here. I believe that talented people can get them."

A small figure came out of the crowd and yelled.

Although they are reluctant to line up at the back of the line, they still compete to form a line.

After Chen Ping and the others calmed down, they walked slowly to the back of the team. There were curses or excited screams coming from the front of the team.

You can get a sword only if you have a talent of at least six grades. If you have six grades, you can get seven grades. Then you can get eight grades, nine grades, and a dragon head gold handle sword.

The team moved forward slowly. Those who didn't get the sword sat in the corner of the room with resentment on their faces. However, the people who got the sword stood not far from the stone tablet and spoke loudly about other people's Kendo talent.

After a while, Li Jue, who was in the middle of the line, came out with a look of indignation. Listening to the predecessors' comments, Li Jue's talent in kendo was just a third grade.

Chen Ping had expected this result. The sword was originally a gentleman, and only with a righteous mind could he cultivate himself to the utmost. Although this fierce decision looked very decent, he had more small calculations in his mind than anyone else.

All of a sudden, the people gathered in the corner burst out, each using his own skills, launched an attack on the people who had already got the sword. For a time, there were countless deaths and injuries in the room.

People who are still in line do not know where to help, but they do not easily do so. In addition to which party has its own familiar people, the team will run to help, and the people continue to carry out the test while protecting themselves.

Chen Ping lamented that although these people did not die in the hands of the previous stone statues and mecha, they were still swallowed up by their own complacency and desire. Those who got the sword did not care about others' feelings, but pointed out their resentment to others instead of thinking about themselves.

Suddenly out of consciousness came the sword style that I had just learned: poqing sword.

Chen Ping took up the sword and chopped at the people who were still in the state of fighting. The sword did not touch anyone, but seemed to cut something off.

Just now, they were still in a state of madness. They gradually stabilized. Chen Ping retreated, and the rest was not dependent on him.

Although the attack continued, the group was slowly separated from the pull.

Only a few of these people seized the sword, and these people were dressed in the clothes of the forces in the Baize Royal territory, and it was this group of people who encouraged those people to grab the sword.

When he was shot, the artillery moved for a while, and ZuLong forces attacked the people of Baize force one after another.

Chen Ping retreated leisurely. At present, he didn't want to have too much involvement with any royal family.

As the number of Baize forces was small, most of them were surrounded and suppressed by ZuLong forces. The rest of them were armed and lying on the ground.

Previously, the local dwarf monk proposed to execute them all. Although he could not bear it, he hardly made any obvious objection.

Just after a few shots, there were a few more ghosts in the sword tomb.

Finally, the team came to Chen Ping. Chen Ping squeezed out a drop of blood and wiped it on the stone tablet.

The characters on the stone tablet are constantly changing, and finally stay in the ten grades. And the sword on the stone flew out of thin air and fell straight into Chen Ping's hands.

Although there was little movement, it was still visible to the sharp eyed people.

Some people exclaimed at this. For a while, the people who had paid attention to the wounded were looking at the handsome man who was young but powerful.

Women flatter Chen Ping, and men even want to be Chen Ping.

What Chen Ping is thinking with his sword at this time is whether the stone tablet can't recognize the eleven grades.

If someone else knows this idea, it will be a burst of praise and pretending to force him.

Chen Ping hugged his fist and said, "thank you for your kindness. Chen has the cheek to accept it."

Seeing that Chen Ping is so polite, the rest of the people are also holding fists in return, congratulating him on getting the sword. But whether this is true or not is not so important.

Chen Ping returned to the team of Qianshan League, and received a burst of blessing and congratulations. Even several people who had just come in and cursed him were all giving Chen Ping a hand with a fake smile.

Elder Wang's talent in swordsmanship is six grades. He has obtained a sword as clear as water.

"I'm old. It's useless to practice this sword. I'd better leave it to the leader."

After that, he put the sword beside song Ke.Mu Chi slowly opened his eyes, and his pale and dry lips tried to say something, but Chen Ping stopped him.

"Don't say anything, understand."

Chen Ping understood what he wanted to say, but he asked song Ke where he was and how song Ke was doing.

"I'll give you a hand."

Chen Ping rubbed a little dried blood from Mu Chi's wound and walked steadily towards the stone tablet.

Chen Ping's fingertips coagulated a drop of water, which turned the blood scab into a stone tablet.

The words on the stone tablet stop at eight grades. Chen Ping takes a look at the withered Mu Chi and shakes his head and smiles.

"Your sword."

After that, Chen Ping handed Mu Chi the sword he had just got from the stone.

Murchi grinned weakly and held the sword tightly in his hand.

Just now, elder Wang moved song Ke's stretcher to Mu Chi's side. Elder Wang also told Mu Chi about his previous experience.

When Mu Chi hears song Ke break out, he looks at his childhood sweetheart and falls into tears.

"Please get married in place."

Chen Ping saw this, but said.

"I almost forgot about you."

Chen Ping punctured song Ke's finger belly, took a drop of blood, and went to the stone tablet again.

"Ten grades!"

Chen Ping was surprised at the result, but there was no sword on the stone.

The stone tablet suddenly exploded, and there was a silver sword hidden inside the stone tablet.

The sword did not fly to its master, but lay there quietly waiting to be taken away. Chen Ping was stunned and said: "if I and song can test in front, the people behind will hate us."

, at the moment when Chen Ping took the sword, he accidentally touched the stone in the middle, and saw that this impenetrable stone had turned into a powder like foam. The remaining swords were scattered all over the place.

Below the stone is a staircase leading to the abyss.