Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 193 Sword Intent in the Ancient Bronze Sword!
"what!"

As soon as the formation was opened, some warriors immediately bent over and prostrated themselves on the ground, unable to straighten their waists, as if they were suddenly crushed by a heavy burden on their backs.

Almost all the assessors suddenly changed their complexions. This heavy pressure is really not easy to bear!

Ling Feng's face was also a bit dignified, and he stared at the ancient bronze sword in the middle of the sword stele, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

What kind of swordsman could leave such an indelible aura on his sword?
He couldn't help thinking of his own destruction in all directions.

Annihilation in all directions is also a sword of destruction and slaughter, but his own swordsmanship does not have that kind of awe-inspiring aura.

"Why it is like this?"

Ling Feng stared at the ancient bronze sword, seeming to have forgotten where he was, just thinking about what kind of power he could bestow on his sword, such a fierce aura!
Gradually, he entered a state of meditation. It didn't seem like he was taking an assessment at all, but he was comprehending something.

He didn't know that what he was comprehending was "Sword Intent".

Ling Feng had already unconsciously learned half a step of sword intent without a teacher, and now this opportunity made him realize the existence of sword intent.

Perhaps, he could really use this opportunity to comprehend the sword intent in one fell swoop, and it's not impossible.

Ling Feng was contemplating hard to comprehend the meaning of the sword, but the other disciples in the assessment were different. What they felt was the terrifying coercion brought by the fierce aura.

Once the will is relaxed, they will be overwhelmed and unable to hold their heads up, and they can only choose to give up in the end.

Five minutes later, some teenagers screamed and chose to quit, and some passed out directly, and were dragged out by the former students who were waiting outside.

In almost less than half a stick of incense, 100 people have become less than 60 people.

Most of the people closed their eyes tightly, beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads, and their bodies were trembling slightly.What's more, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.

Only Ling Feng stared wide-eyed at the ancient bronze sword in the center of the sword stele, as if he had turned into a stone man, completely motionless.

The instructors in charge of supervision stood on the edge of the sword tablet with their hands behind their backs, walking back and forth slowly.

They are all observing, observing which students have truly great perseverance.

Talent is innate, and unless there is some adventure, it basically cannot be changed, but perseverance is something that cannot be ignored for a warrior.

Those with great perseverance, even if they are less talented, may have a day of rise.

But people without perseverance, even if they are talented, may go smoothly in the early stage, but their future achievements may not be comparable to those with great perseverance.

"That kid is Liu Yunfei, the young master of the Liu family in Jiangdu. He ranks No. 7 in overall quality, and his willpower is also quite good. He is worth cultivating!"

"That's Su Mu, the ninth son of the Su family in Yunzhou. His understanding is amazing, and his true energy talent has reached [-] stars, and he is a relatively rare thunder attribute. If he can persist for more than two hours, he will definitely be a member of the empire in the future." A pillar of talent!"

"Huh? That little guy is not bad..."

Half an hour later, out of the 60 people in the arena, there were less than [-] left.

An hour later, the 30 people dropped sharply again, becoming ten people.

Among them, Ling Feng, Liu Yunfei, Su Mu and others were naturally among them, and Ouyang Jing also gritted his teeth and struggled to support.

The most surprising thing is that a person with ordinary appearance and very ordinary clothes looks extremely ordinary all over the mountain, but it is such a person who has persisted until now.

This person is Jiang Xiaofan, the ordinary boy who managed to pass the zhenqi talent test.

All over his body, the muscles were abnormally strong, and under the sunlight, they were dark and shiny, like an ax chopping a knife.

It's just that, on his body, the layer of fine beads of sweat actually had a hint of blood!
Time passed little by little, and there were fewer and fewer people inside the sword monument.

Two hours later, there were only ten people left, only Ling Feng, Liu Yunfei, Su Mu, Ouyang Jing and Jiang Xiaofan were left.

At this time, a genius like Liu Yunfei also began to feel the strain. As for Ouyang Jing and Jiang Xiaofan, they stayed here entirely by their astonishing willpower.

With the passage of time, the ominous aura around the sword monument has become ten times stronger than it was at the beginning!
"puff!"

Ouyang Jing spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, finally unable to hold on.

The old students around hurriedly pulled him out, and the instructor in charge of the assessment nodded slightly, "Not bad, if he can persist for two hours, he can be regarded as a talent for making."

Another half an hour passed.

This time, Liu Yunfei and Su Mu were trembling all over their bodies. Every inch of their muscles seemed to be being twisted by a knife. The severe pain made them unbearable.

"I give up!"

Liu Yunfei tightly clenched his fists, stood up slowly, and walked out from the range of the sword stele step by step with extremely heavy steps.

Su Mu was only a few seconds away from him, and couldn't hold on any longer. He gritted his teeth and stood up, leaving the range of the sword monument.

"After persisting for two and a half hours, I can still come out on my own. It's quite good." The assessment instructor nodded towards the two of them. For such students who are quite good in all aspects, they must focus on training.

"Only the last two remain."

Liu Yunfei, who had already been eliminated, fixed his eyes on Ling Feng, and couldn't help taking a deep breath, "What kind of freak is this guy?"

It turned out that among the only two people left now, Jiang Xiaofan was almost on the verge of collapse, the linen clothes all over his body were soaked in blood!
In his sweat beads, everything was already blood.

A very ordinary face became distorted due to the severe pain, his entire cheeks were wet with bloody sweat, he clenched his teeth tightly, and supported his hands on the ground, desperately unwilling to fall down.

On the other side, Ling Feng was dumbfounded, just staring at the ancient bronze sword, motionless, not even blinking his eyes.

"That little guy..." An incredible thought flashed in the mind of the assessment instructor, "Could it be that he is comprehending the sword intent contained in the ancient bronze sword?"

As soon as this remark came out, the eyelids of the other instructors around all jumped wildly.

"No way? General Chi Lie is the founding general of the Tianbai Empire. He is so powerful and murderous that he was even dubbed the 'God of Killing' by later generations. How could his sword intent be a small one? Can younger generations understand it?"

"I also find it unbelievable, but, looking at him, it seems that he is not under the pressure of that fierce aura at all!"

"What a little monster!" One of the middle-aged instructors with a square face sighed, "No wonder I heard that at noon, the two old guys, Pei Miao and Zhu Rong, were rushing to accept this kid as an apprentice. "

"If this little guy is young enough to comprehend sword intent, I'd like to teach you all my Storm Sword Dao!"

"Forget it, you might as well learn my Xinghe sword!"

While the two mentors were arguing, under the sword stele, Ling Feng's body finally shook slightly.

With such a sway, he immediately attracted the attention of countless people on the field, and they all looked at him...

(End of this chapter)