There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

"Asshole, I was the first one to come!"

Li Yunpeng was not convinced.

It would be fine if it was someone else, but he couldn't stand it if it was Yin Li.

The relationship between Yizi Dianjianmen and Chaoyin Pavilion is a long story, which can be traced back to hundreds of years ago. Let's put it this way, the founder of Yizi Dianjianmen once practiced in Chaoyin Pavilion and was a disciple of Chaoyin Pavilion in the introductory stage.

Chaoyin Pavilion is now surnamed Li, with family bloodline inheritance as the core. Every leader of the sect is surnamed Li, but it was not the case hundreds of years ago.

For a period of time, Yizi Dianjianmen was considered a vassal of Chaoyin Pavilion.

Just as Nie Wushuang and the black and white swords saw when they came to pay homage to the sect some time ago, Yizi Dianjianmen wanted to accept Chaoyin Pavilion as a vassal.

There is nothing eternal and unchanging in this world.

For a period of time, Chaoyin Pavilion and Yizi Dianjianmen were allies. At that time, Li Yunpeng and Yin Li were also in their teens and had just started to practice swordsmanship. The sects had a good relationship and the disciples had friendships with each other.

At that time, they were good friends.

Later, Chaoyin Pavilion suffered some losses and some people died. It is hard to say how much the ally Yizi Dianjianmen played behind this. In short, Chaoyin Pavilion did not suffer any losses, but its strength increased a lot.

At this time, Li Yunpeng and Yin Li also had conflicts.

Because of a certain girl, the two were ready to go to the sword fighting arena for this, but the girl had cultivated the sword heart before them and went to Tiandu Mountain to practice. Before leaving, she said to them, you are all good people...

The sword fighting arena never went up.

Now, it is already a joke. If you go up, wouldn’t it be a bigger joke?

In any case, the two of them are not on good terms. Once they bump into each other, the minimum verbal confrontation is necessary. Look, the two of them are fighting again.

There are seven or eight people on the Yizi Dianjianmen side, and Chaoyin Pavilion has only Li Yunpeng and Nie Wushuang.

Innate lack of confidence!

Although Li Yunpeng was sharp-tongued, he could only speak with his mouth. He allowed Yin Li and others to sign up first with pride, and then he and Nie Wushuang went forward to sign up.

Then, he followed the Yizi Dianjianmen and others in a line and walked towards the first level.

Nie Wushuang didn't understand his behavior. If it were him, he could avoid them if he couldn't afford to offend them, so he would just walk away to avoid seeing those guys' faces.

Why did he have to follow behind them despite their mouths?

However, Nie Wushuang didn't say anything. If Li Yunpeng wanted to follow these guys, to have a verbal battle with them, he could do it.

It was impossible to use a sword!

There were so many people, and in Nie Wushuang's perception, there were several relatively strong auras, similar to the realm of Tiangang Zhenren.

Those people would not allow chaos here.

Of course, if the Yizi Dianjianmen failed miserably in their mouths and had to use swords, Li Yunpeng would not suffer any loss.

He would do something secretly.

However, Yin Li and the others had no intention of taking action.

The battle between swordsmen often lasts only a moment, and it is easy to decide life and death. Because of this, they are very careful in choosing a battle, and there is no such thing as drawing a sword in anger. Once a sword is drawn, it must be believed that there is a chance of winning.

If both of them think so, then they will go to the sword arena.

It is not only to determine who is better, but also to decide life and death.

Soon, the group came to the first level.

The first level is very simple.

Use a set of sword techniques.

This sword technique is known to everyone, and anyone who wants to get started must practice it.

The first level of swordsmanship!

There is a temporary high platform in front of you, and seven strings of bells are hung on the edge of the high platform. You just need to go forward, stand on the high platform, and perform the twenty-one sword-drawing moves of the first level of swordsmanship one by one.

Whether you can pass the level, someone will naturally come to judge.

Child's play, right?

If there is no swordsman standing on it who is at the level of Disha Zhenren, many people may say this.

At this time, you can only hide it in your stomach and go on stage to use the sword obediently.

"Brother, I'll go first..."

A guy said to Yin Li.

Yin Li nodded.

The guy jumped onto the platform, holding a three-foot-long green sword, and drew and put away the sword in a very standard manner. His movements were very standard, and there was no difference from the diagrams in the manuscript.

Eliminated!

Nie Wushuang only took a look at the guy and didn't look any further. He had already made a judgment on the guy in his heart.

The appearance is similar but the spirit is not, without any spirituality of his own.

Very mediocre!

Soon, the twenty-one sword styles were performed.

The man put away the sword, held his breath, and waited.

Soon, two words came.

"Eliminated!"

The man's lips moved, wanting to say something, obviously not convinced, but when the strong man who obviously cultivated the sword intent and integrated the momentum looked over, he felt guilty again, lowered his head, and went down the platform in disgrace.

"Eliminated!"

"Eliminated!"

...

Several people from the Yizi Electric Sword Sect went up, and all ended up with the same fate.

Li Yunpeng was watching from below, laughing.

He didn't say anything naughty, he just laughed, laughing so hard that he fell backwards.

Yin Li's face turned pale and blue, and he felt like smoke was coming out of his seven orifices.

Then, he went up to the platform.

The same sword art, the moment he drew his sword was different from others. Under the sword energy, the bells hanging on the edge of the platform suddenly made a sound, one string, two strings, three strings...

Nie Wushuang heard it clearly, a total of three strings of bells rang.

Is this bell a trial magic weapon?

If it senses something similar to the sword intent, it will make a sound. Yin Li, like Li Yunpeng, is only a step away from practicing the sword intent. He also has his own grasp of the initial understanding of the sword, although it is very rare.

In this way, he can pass the test, right?

"Passed!"

"Next!"

Sure enough, this is the result.

The next one is naturally Li Yunpeng, who jumped onto the platform.

Yin Li did not leave for the second level. He and his eliminated junior brothers stood under the platform, looking at Li Yunpeng on the stage.

With an expression that said, "I think you are just like this!"

Li Yunpeng looked at them provocatively and began to draw his sword.

The sound of bells rang.

One string!

Two strings!

Three strings!

Like Yin Li, only three strings of bells rang.

Naturally, he also passed the test.

Afterwards, Li Yunpeng stood in the audience and looked at Nie Wushuang who was walking up to the stage with a worried look on his face. After all, Nie Wushuang had only been exposed to the initial solution of the sword for more than half a month, but he spent most of his time practicing the Bi Hai Chao Yin Sword. It was still a question whether he could master the 21 sword techniques.

At this time, Yin Li recognized Nie Wushuang.

He pointed at Nie Wushuang and said to Li Yunpeng.

"Isn't this the kid who became a disciple that day?"

"Did your Chao Yin Pavilion accept him?"

"Everything is accepted. Do you Chao Yin Pavilion pick up rags?"

After saying that, he laughed.

Several junior brothers also laughed along.

"It's only been a few days. If he can practice the initial solution of the sword to the point where he can pass the test, I, Yin Li, will perform a handstand eating in public..."

The last word was not spoken, and was swallowed by Yin Li.

On the stage, the sound of bells rang.

Li Yunpeng wiped away the worry on his face and turned to look at Yin Li.

"What do you want to eat? Tell me!"

The second bell rang.

"I'll go to the second level first, you wait for me at the bottom of the mountain..."

Yin Li's face was livid, and he ignored Li Yunpeng's questioning, turned around and left the platform. When he turned around.

The third bell rang.