The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1422 The First Battle of Lengming

Although Jingke had accepted Leng Ming as his disciple, Wang Ling still needed to judge whether Wang Nuan's spirit sword was Leng Ming or not through this actual battle.

He needs to know how far Leng Ming can grow after two days of special combat training.

And this kendo conference happened to be a good opportunity to test Leng Ming's learning efficiency.

For Wang Ling, learning ability is the key.

After all, if you want to find a spirit sword that is suitable for Nuan girl to be a nanny, you must be proficient in everything, and Leng Ming still has a lot to learn.

The bronze competition is about to begin.

At the front of the spectator seats in the old sword field, there is a spectator seat made of crystal, which is a special spectator seat for judging.

Jiuyou, Yuling who speaks nicely, Mo Yu who speaks nicely, and Xiaoqian.

The four judges of this kendo conference were all seated in this crystal room.

"The competition for the bronze group will start soon, and I don't know how the little guy is doing?" Yu Ling said.

She raised her slender legs, and the pink cheongsam with high slits hung down on the ground along her long legs, attracting the attention of many sword spirits in the spectator seats.

"White!"

"Stupid! Those are safety pants!"

"You are the idiots! How can you be disrespectful to Master Yu Ling, quickly move your dirty eyes away!"

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In the world of sword kings, the popularity of Yu Ling has always been very high, which is expected.

Mo Yu also has many fans, but due to his good deeds, he often shows up in front of outsiders. Compared with Yu Ling, he seems to lack a bit of mystery.

Ignoring the comments from the surrounding spectators, Jiuyou also expressed his anticipation for the match in the bronze group: "It is said that Mr. Jing Ke personally gave this child Leng Ming a special training."

"What kind of special training is it?" Mo Yu asked curiously, the jade corolla on his head shone beautifully.

"It seems to be mixed doubles. Master Jing Ke and Master Bai Shea will play together." Jiuyou replied.

"Fuck, isn't this domestic violence..." Mo Yu suddenly felt a little pitiful for Leng Ming.

"It was repaired after the beating, and in order to prevent the child Leng Ming from leaving a psychological shadow, it is said that Lord Bai Sheath cleared the memory of the special training."

"It's all emptied? Then what's the use..."

"Because there is no need to use brain memory anymore, what Leng Ming will show in the battle will be muscle reaction memory."

"..." Yu Ling and Mo Yu were terrified.

How many mixed doubles did it take to form muscle memory!

Soon, accompanied by the roar of gongs and drums all day in the sword arena.

The 200 sword spirits of the bronze group entered the arena.

The four entrances of the sword arena were opened at the same time, and at each entrance, 50 sword spirits were introduced into the arena in an orderly manner by the royal sword guards, arranged in four rows, forming a square formation.

And Leng Ming was in the line coming out of the east exit, he was very small, but he stood in the first place, he looked like a small guy.

In the auditorium, many sword spirits commented on this.

"Is this the new apprentice of the sword master? It seems ordinary to me!"

"Relying on the extremely high talent value to reach the top of the sword tablet test, but after all, it has only been conceived for a few days, how strong is the real combat power?"

Although the news of Leng Ming being accepted as a disciple by Jing Ke has spread throughout the Sword King world, doubts are still inevitable.

No one would doubt Leng Ming's talent.

After all, the value on the sword tablet cannot be false.

But from Leng Ming being accepted as a disciple by Jing Ke, to the start of the Kendo Tournament, there is actually not 2 days at all.

If you round up the number of hours, it's not even two days...

In such a short period of time, how far a newly born little sword spirit can grow, many people will draw a question mark.

Facing the scene of crowds of people around the sword arena, listening to the voices of doubt in the air.

In the Tianzihao room, Sun Rong frowned slightly, she was worried about Leng Ming.

Originally, she wanted to take advantage of this kendo competition to find a sword spirit for Wang Nuan during the competition, but the current atmosphere is really too tense! She couldn't help but hang her whole heart!

"After all, it is such a large-scale kendo competition. Just watching it makes people feel overwhelmed. Miss Sun's mood swings are normal reactions." Endless comforted.

"Rongrong's nervous reaction is so cute."

Sun Yinger smiled on the side: "Is there a sense of déjà vu waiting for the child's report card to be released?"

"..." Sun Rong was taken aback.

Not to mention, Sun Yinger really hit the mark.

It's okay not to say...

This said, it seems to be true.

Obviously it was the first time seeing Leng Ming, and Sun Rong didn't know why she had this feeling of worrying for Leng Ming.

Maybe it's because, this is the relationship between Jingke's disciples...

Since he can be accepted as a disciple by Jing Ke, then does Wang Ling have high expectations for Leng Ming at the same time?

"Little guy, you must work hard!" Sun Rong clenched her fists, silently cheering for Leng Ming.

"Keke!" Sun Yinger smiled connotatively.

She didn't pay much attention to the competition, and her eyes were on Sun Rong from the beginning to the end without stopping. In comparison, the girl's interesting reaction was much more exciting than the competition.

Just imagine, after more than ten years, her family Rongrong brought her children...

Then she herself, and her own child, went to the parents' meeting together, waiting for the final report card, maybe she would be nervous too?

With her mind developed so far, Sun Yinger quickly shook her head.

She felt like she was thinking too much...

What children are not children!

Why did you just think about the child's problem...

And even if she had a child, with whom is also a problem.

Wang Ying?

That nasty gorilla?

She jumped from here and starved to death! I will never agree to be with this guy!

...

boom!

At this time, a picture came from the magic ball, accompanied by a fiery explosion, and a big explosion occurred in the center of the entire sword arena!

Just as Sun Yinger was thinking wildly, the melee in the bronze group had already begun.

But to everyone's surprise, everyone thought this scuffle was a big fight against each other.

The result was the moment when Jiuyou announced the start of the match.

Except Leng Ming.

All the spirit swords of the bronze group turned into sword lights and soared into the sky...

Their movements are in unison, and their goals are amazingly synchronized!

There are a total of 199 sword lights of various colors, rushing towards Leng Ming!

When these sword lights collided together, a big explosion occurred!

In the thick smoke, two spirit swords, one ice and one fire, broke out. They are the famous brothers of ice and fire in the bronze group. According to the ranking, they were selected into the melee of the bronze group.

They respectively ranked second and third on the bronze group sword stele list.

Second only to Leng Ming.

After the result of Leng Ming's sword tablet was released, the two brothers tried to find an opportunity to teach Leng Ming a lesson.

As a result, at the start of the game, I couldn't help it on the spot.

What made the two brothers even more unexpected was that.

The thinking of the other sword spirits in this match was actually the same as that of the two of them, and they all attacked Leng Ming at the beginning of the match.

"Under this kind of offensive, even if you are Master Jingke's disciple, so what?" Brother Binghuo sneered in his heart.

At this time, an emerald green sword light soared into the sky.

The powerful sword energy tore through the thick smoke.

A boy in rattan armor patted the ashes blankly, and slowly walked out of the torn billowing smoke.

He was unharmed, not even a speck of dust on his face.

This is the special training effect after receiving Jingke and Baishen, mixed doubles.

Although Leng Ming is just a grass.

But now, this little grass is very hard.

Although the more I owe, the more I owe, but I will definitely pay it back... If I don't pay it off, I won't finish it. Don't worry.