Chapter 101 Mastering A competitive test.
Both Dawang and Ji Hu achieved first-class mid-level results.
Ji Hu ranked first.
Your Majesty, I want to hit the top ten this time.
Even after encountering this group of disciples from aristocratic families, this thought never wavered. He lost to Chu Linguang and Ji Hu in the final test. In the second subject of sword competition, he was determined to come back.
Ji Hu only has Chu Linguang in his eyes. He is also determined to win this second level and will not allow him to lose to another disciple from a poor family.
The five of them walked into the sandy land together.
Chu Linguang remained silent, getting ready to go with everyone, waiting for the examiner's instructions. Guo Wei's words of "try your best" made him relax, and all the eyes around him were ignored by him under this physical and mental condition.
The moment I hold the long knife.
Chu Linguang felt that his breathing and trembling were consistent, and his energy and blood resonated with the long knife. He didn't need to deliberately guide it, as if it happened spontaneously, and his arm had become one with the long knife.
"Prepare!"
"start!"
The examiner's voice came next.
"Howl!"
The five people drew their swords almost at the same time.
They all used their strength to encourage the sound of knives.
The same was true for Chu Linguang, but the moment the long sword was unsheathed and passed through the air, Chu Linguang felt that the airflow on the blade was torn apart.
The sound of the knife became extremely sharp.
A needle-like airflow burst out from the blade.
"puff!"
The window paper was shattered layer by layer.
Chu Linguang didn't look at it, but just reflexively, he followed the knife and slashed at the wooden pile in front of him. The wooden pile was thick and long, and he couldn't split it with all his brute strength.
Leveraging momentum is the key.
However, he could only slash at the wooden pile with one knife. Chu Linguang could not use the continuous slashing technique, but could not help but turn his wrist and let the long knife circle in the air.
And that's this circle.
Chu Linguang felt that the knife had become extremely light, and there was no longer any sign of being dragged in the current. At this moment, Chu Linguang felt ripples in his heart. He realized that the skill of using momentum is not only to feel the overflowing force. Instead of getting stronger and stronger dragging force, after feeling that force, he integrated it into the long knife and chopped it out at an even faster speed.
The value of the continuous slashing sword technique has already been perfected.
During this period of hard training day and night, Chu Linguang was still unable to activate this skill and was unable to find the key to leveraging his strength.
In the past, although the knife skills used to chop were astonishingly powerful and made it look like it was heavy, but that only mastered half of the technique. The real trick is to find the drag force in the water flow, and then change from lifting light to heavy. Lifting the weight with ease can take advantage of the power in front and make the subsequent knife skills more powerful than the last.
Mastery of ideas.
Chu Linguang suddenly became enlightened like never before. He felt that the long knife in his hand became extremely light. The power was obviously increasing, but as his wrist turned, the power of the long knife soared.
Howling! A cold light flashed.
Chu Linguang felt like he was back in Qingyun Mountain. The thick and big wooden pile in front of him turned into a towering tree. He looked ferocious and shouted loudly.
The long knife struck the towering tree head-on.
Crunch!
The wooden pile was split head-on.
Chu Linguang's knife edge sank into the sand.
Not only did he split the wooden pile, but the unstoppable force that followed the trend caused the long knife to penetrate into the sand.
Wooden piles separated.
Fall to the sides.
Only half an inch of the back of the long knife was exposed on the sand, and most of the blade was sunk into the sand.
Countless people inside and outside the court were watching Chu Linguang.
The ten layers of window paper were penetrated and the wooden stakes were separated. This was the best result since the start of the second level exam. Guo Wei, who was sitting in the front, saw this scene and suppressed his excitement. He wanted to maintain his grace, but in the end he still couldn't. He couldn't help but laughed at Uncle Yan beside him.
A set of big yellow teeth is very conspicuous in the Zhennan did not go far, secretly still paying attention to Chu Linguang's strength. After hearing Guo Wei's laughter, he turned around and left in anger.
The candidates were about to go, but Yan Chengdu stood like a javelin.
The sound and strength of Chu Linguang's sword were beyond his expectation.
Shi Guangzhong and Chai Yaolong just wished they had gone to Nancheng to take the martial arts exam.
"This……"
"The window paper is all torn as well."
“This guy finished first in both rounds.”
"His strength just now seemed to have increased several times in an instant."
……
The examiner and everyone whispered.
Chu Linguang exhaled a long breath, pulled out the long knife from the sand, and said in his heart: "It turns out that the so-called technique of taking advantage of the situation to transport power is so simple. The horse escort leader will not deceive me. He can lift a light weight as if it is a heavy weight, and a heavy weight as if it is light. I couldn't master it before. This trick is entirely due to my inability to understand this truth.”
I sighed inwardly.
Chu Linguang looked at King Ji Hu and others.
I saw several people staring at him. The king had a look of disbelief on his face, and his eyes gradually became weak, as if he realized that he could no longer defeat Chu Linguang.
As for Ji Hu, it was as if he wanted to eat him, with endless hostility and anger in his eyes, as if he had taken everything away from him and had an sworn hatred against him.
The other two people had expressions of wonder and admiration on their faces, and they all clasped their fists at him to congratulate him.
Chu Linguang also saw that the king's window paper was only broken eight layers, and the same was true for Ji Hu. Both of them had reached the red line of the knife edge on the wooden stake, while Ji Hu's knife edge was just a little longer.
The window paper of the other two people only had one or two layers broken, and the knife edge was just close to the first black line.
It is clear at a glance which of the five people is strong and which is weak.
Chu Linguang deservedly won the first-class top grade, temporarily ranking first.
He returned to Guo Wei with a relaxed expression.
"Master Guo, congratulations."
The head of the horse escort brought Wang Xiaowang and Da Wu Xiaowu to congratulate him. He had a dejected look on his face. He had taught Chu Linguang the sword-cutting technique. Just now, Chu Linguang split the wooden pile with one knife, and the blade of the knife cut into the sand. He used the power of taking advantage of the situation. He can definitely see the skill.
I originally thought that Chu Linguang was dull and would not be able to learn the sword technique even if he taught him carefully. Unexpectedly, the other party used this sword technique to press his two apprentices to the ground and rub them.
"I'm delighted, both the king and the king performed well."
Guo Wei stood up and said.
The head of the horse guard smiled awkwardly when he heard this and said a few words of encouragement to the king and the king.
"The exams for candidates Yan Chengdu, Jiang Yan, Ma Hu, Shi Guangzhong, and Chai Yaolong are about to begin!"
Half an hour later, the name called out by the examiner caused quite a commotion. Everyone looked towards the sandy land again, and all looked at the young man standing in the middle.
Failed.
In the second level of sword competition, Chu Linguang received full marks in both rounds, which also put pressure on Yan Chengdu. If he loses to Chu Linguang again in this level, he may really become a joke.
"Howl!"
The examiner begins with one sentence.
Five people drew their swords at the same time.
Chu Linguang, like everyone else, was looking at the window paper in front of Yan Chengdu and the replaced wooden stakes on the ground.
"puff!"
The window paper was torn ten times in a row.
A piercing cold light was extremely dazzling in the sand, and with a crunch, the wooden pile in front of Yan Chengdu split into two.
Long knife in sheath.
Yan Chengdu turned around and looked outside the court, and suddenly found Chu Linguang. The two looked at each other, as if they could create sparks.
(It’s a bit late to update tonight, there will be another chapter later, so everyone goes to bed first and will read it tomorrow morning!) (End of this chapter)