Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Brother Murong!" Zhuge Qingyun shouted sadly and angrily when he saw the figure pierced by the sword light.

He never thought that such an outstanding Murong Fu would die under the [Canglan Sword Sect]'s [Ten Thousand Swords Formation].

"You idiots, did you know you killed a genius disciple?"

"A genius who is more genius than you all!"

After Chen Changan heard Zhuge Qingyun's words, he showed a trace of disdain: "What kind of genius disciple is not a genius disciple? Which one in [Canglan Sword Sect] is not a genius."

Elder Jieying also shook his head: "A dead genius is not called a genius. It seems that the disciples of the Zhuge family have forgotten the cruelty of [Da Ru Realm]."

"I, the Sword Sect, absolutely do not want this kind of thinking."

The other trial disciples felt a sense of fear when they saw Murong Fu's dead figure.

Some people have even begun to retreat and retreat.

"Huh, they're all rubbish." Chen Changan said disdainfully.

"Brother Murong, it was me who harmed you. If I had known this, I wouldn't have said so much nonsense." Zhuge Qingyun sat down on the ground with a pop and said.

"Haha, if Brother Zhuge had realized this earlier, he wouldn't be here to grieve for me."

Suddenly, Murong Fu's voice appeared behind Zhuge Qingyun's head.

This guy was so frightened that he jumped up.

When he saw Murong Fu's handsome face, he was so shocked that he was dumbfounded: "Brother Murong... you... are not dead?"

"Haha, why does Brother Zhuge really want me to die?" Murong Fu stood calmly in front of Zhuge Qingyun, with a hint of pride in his smile.

"Of course not." Zhuge Qingyun said in confusion: "How did you escape?"

Murong Fu pointed to the hole that appeared on the ground and said with a smile: "Of course I followed Brother Zhuge here."

"Really or not?" Zhuge Qingyun said in surprise: "But I clearly saw you being pierced by them."

"Haha, that's an afterimage." Murong Fu didn't say how he could clone himself.

Secret art, secret art, of course, the art of secrecy.

Zhuge Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Murong Fu suddenly, and said:

"Great, Brother Murong, I want to chop off the chicken head with you, burn the yellow paper, and become brothers with different surnames."

Murong Fu said politely: "Haha, Brother Zhuge comes from a big family. If you don't dislike it, I will naturally be willing."

Zhuge Qingyun waved his hand and said: "Heroes do not care about their origin."

"Brother Murong, it would be an honor for me if you could become sworn brothers with me."

"Strange, why is this kid not dead?" Chen Changan looked at Murong Fu who suddenly appeared in surprise.

Like Zhuge Qingyun, he looked shocked.

"Haha, it turns out that he used a blind trick to get out of the hole."

Elder Jie Ying was shrewd and saw Murong Fu's plan at a glance.

There was no anger at all, but a hint of admiration in his eyes, and he continued:

"This guy is quite talented. He might be able to do something great in the future."

With the success of Murong Fu and Zhuge Qingyun.

Chen Changan and others felt unhappy.

All the bets are placed on the tester behind, which will cause hardship to the people behind.

After a period of screams, the stone step trial finally ended within one day.

"Everyone, the next trial is to hold the [Excalibur] in front of you."

"This sword is a spiritual treasure of acquired merit left by the founder of our sect. It contains some insights on the way of swordsmanship. Every time it is absorbed to a certain extent, it will cause the sword to scream."

"This will determine your talent in swordsmanship."

After hearing this, everyone started to line up.

Originally, Zhuge Qingyun should be ranked first, but who would have thought that this guy suddenly complained that he had a stomachache, so he just pulled Murong Fu and turned him around before coming back again.

At this time, I happened to see a trial disciple step forward and hold the sword.

Unexpectedly, the sword was like a mortal object and had no reaction at all.

Zhuge Qingyun asked doubtfully: "Isn't this sword broken due to time?"

Elder Jieying frowned and said loudly: "This sword has a spirit. Once it encounters someone without swordsmanship talent, it will naturally not react."

Zhuge Qingyun whispered: "How can a person's talent be measured with a sword?"

Elder Jieying did not refute when he heard this, but said: "The fifty ways of heaven and the forty-nine great roads will naturally leave some life for everyone."

"So, disciples who have not passed the Jianming level can also start as handyman disciples."

"But I still advise you, it is best to leave, otherwise, your future may be delayed. After all, the world is not of the swordsmanship."

Murong Fu vaguely felt that what the elder said was more to the point. He didn't say anything to death, and he wasn't so arrogant that he had to use a sword.

Overall, what he did was worthy of a school.

After listening to the words of the elder, everyone gradually calmed down, and some people even showed a look of relief.

The pressure became less and the number of people passing through became more.

Time passed bit by bit, and the people eliminated obviously exceeded the people who succeeded.

Suddenly, the sword made three consecutive sounds of "Qiang~Qiang~Qiang".

Everyone was shocked and looked towards the sword.

I saw a young man looking at Elder Jie Yin with excitement and asked: "Elder, what's going on with my three sword sounds?"

Elder Jie Yin showed a hint of joy and replied: "A sound of sword sound means that he has average qualifications and is barely qualified to enter the Sword Sect. He can be an outer disciple."

"Three sword sounds indicate that you are qualified enough to become an inner disciple."

"Five sword sounds indicate that one has excellent qualifications and can be one's direct disciple."

"Liu Sheng can be a true disciple and be personally taught by the Supreme Elder or the Peak Master."

"As for the six tones later, you don't have to think about it. The non-qualification problem is the lack of realm."

After everyone listened to the words of the elder, they looked at the young man who led Jianming and the others with envy. A good guy can become an inner disciple. How many detours have he avoided?

You must know that the treatment of disciples at all levels is very different.

The resources possessed by the inner disciples are several times or even dozens of times that of the outer disciples.

"Brother Murong, if I accidentally enter the inner door, don't worry, I will take good care of you." Zhuge Qingyun said proudly.

"The Zhuge family still lacks this resource?" Murong Fu rolled his eyes at him and said.

"It's not bad, but it's mainly about face, you know?" Zhuge Qingyun said with a mean smile.

"Then you won't go?" Murong Fu knew that Zhuge Qingyun had excellent qualifications, otherwise he would not be able to be so free and undisciplined in a huge family.

However, talent is talent, and it is unknown how talented he is in swordsmanship.

"Okay, then I will show you the true strength of Zhuge Qingyun." After Zhuge Qingyun finished speaking, he strode toward the magic sword.

When I was about to reach out my hand.

The tester on the side, who had been waiting for a long time, said with a sinister expression: "You brat, get in line!"