Chapter 768: Generous Master, Blue Luan Sword Tassel

"Ci Song, pass the test."

As Chen Xintong's voice came out again, the warm golden talent enveloped Ci Song, and his talent and physical strength also recovered quickly under the nourishment of this warm golden talent.

"Ci Song, if you don't have your own teacher, I will definitely accept you as my disciple."

Chen Xintong sighed and continued: "Nowadays, there are many geniuses in Tianyuan Continent. Whether it is the five major academies, hundreds of schools of thought, or the descendants of the Tianguan garrison, there are many amazing and talented people."

"As for Tianwaitian, which has always been known as the 'literary and orthodox', except for the two holy sons, the others were all inferior characters a thousand years ago."

"Compared with the students of Tianwaitian, you may be slightly inferior in terms of realm. After all, you are in Tianyuan Continent and your talents are not abundant. But the fact that you can reach this point at such an age and in the realm of a mere Hanlin has already proven of your talents and talents.”

"If you are given enough time and resources, you may not be able to compare with them, or even surpass them."

"It's a pity that I came back too late."

Chen Xintong's tone made no secret of her appreciation and regret for Ci Song.

"My master, you are so complimentary. When you compare Ci Song with these saints, you actually praise Ci Song." Ci Song replied humbly.

"You can afford it. Before the first trial started, you single-handedly killed Sui Baide. I saw all this."

As soon as these words came out, all the students present showed shock on their faces. Ci Song had actually killed the Second Holy Son? No wonder Chen Xintong has such a high opinion of Ci Song!

"How is this possible? Isn't Ci Song a Hanlin? How could he kill the Second Holy Son?"

"You are stupid. Before the start of our first round of trials, everyone's literary realm was limited to Hanlin. The Holy Son has no advantage in realm."

"But even if the second saint son's realm is reduced, he is not an ordinary Hanlin scholar. Don't forget that both saint sons have the record of defeating the great Confucian scholars during the Hanlin period."

"But the masters have spoken, and this is the fact."

The remaining Tianwaitian students talked a lot and looked at Ci Song with awe.

"Ci Song, you use poetry to ink, so most of the Confucian inheritance is of no use to you, and my library has not improved you much. Now that your Confucian swordsmanship has been refined, there is nothing I can teach you. Not much more.”

"Now, the only thing I can do is to give you a chance."

Chen Xintong's voice came out again, and at the same time, Chen Xintong stretched out his right hand, an index finger stretched out leisurely, and the fingertips suddenly bloomed with a dazzling white light, like the dawn of dawn, illuminating everyone around him. An inch of space.

Under the guidance of that bright light, Chen Xintong's fingers jumped nimbly in the void, outlining invisible patterns at a speed that was dizzying.

In an instant, a light green color condensed from nothingness, turning into an exquisite sword spike, lying quietly in his palm.

On the sword ear, every strand of silk seems to contain the aura of mountains and vegetation, flowing with a faint fluorescence. The green feathers are spread lightly, and the fine and soft touch seems to be able to penetrate the skin and reach deep into the soul, stirring up layers of ripples. .

"This Qingluan Sword Spike was something I used when I was young. It has been with me for many years and it has many wonderful uses."

"Inheritance is inheritance. In the final analysis, it is not as real as a treasure. I see that you are destined, and now I will give it to you. Paired with the Sword of Victory over Evil, it is a perfect match."

Before he finished speaking, and without waiting for Ci Song to refuse, Chen Xintong turned his wrist slightly, and the Qingluan sword spike turned into a radiant green light, piercing the air and heading straight towards Ci Song.

Seeing this, Ci Song had no choice but to stretch out his hand to catch the tassel of the sword, and the warmth and coolness in his hand made Ci Song feel peaceful. The moment Ci Song held the tassel of the Qingluan sword, a wisp of green sword energy suddenly appeared in his body.

This wisp of cyan sword energy exudes terrifying sword intent, and this ray of sword intent makes the Confucian swordsmanship of Ci Song Dynasty operate automatically. The Confucian swordsmanship that was originally understood has improved even more at this moment.

"this..."

Feeling the power emanating from the Qingluan Sword Spike, Ci Song's eyes widened, and his heart was filled with shock. This Qingluan Sword Spike was so terrifying, and just by holding it, he could improve his swordsmanship.

"This is a sub-sage treasure???"

Ci Song did not expect that Chen Xintong would directly use a sub-sage treasure as a reward for passing the second trial. Indeed, as Chen Xintong said, compared to the inheritance of all saints, a sub-sage treasure is more valuable for passing the second trial. Today's Ci Song is more realistic.

Looking at Ci Song's shocked look, Chen Xintong smiled slightly and said, "How about you stay here and follow me to observe the other students?"

"Thank you very much for the treasure given by my late master. Naturally, everyone in Song and Song Dynasties listens to my master's advice."

Ci Song saluted Chen Xintong and then walked off the stage.

After Ci Song walked off the high platform, before Chen Xintong announced that the trial would continue, they saw a silver light flying in the direction of the students from Tianwaitian. When everyone came back to their senses, they recognized the true identity of the figure. Sui Baide.

At this moment, Sui Baide's face was solemn. His dignified second holy son was actually used as a stepping stone by Ci Song. How could he endure this?

I saw him holding the handle of the Zhaoji lamp, and when he was able to activate it, the terrifying literary energy surged out, and the Zhaoji lamp suddenly bloomed with a dazzling silver brilliance, like a silver moon shining in the sky.

"Buzz!"

In the darkness, a figure walked out. It was another "Sui Baide". After "Sui Baide" appeared, he looked into Sui Baide's eyes. The two looked at each other in silence. Only the light from the self-illumination lamp on the ground in the middle became brighter and brighter.

Unlike other students, Sui Baide did not say a word and rushed directly towards Sui Baide through the self-illumination lamp. Sui Baide was not afraid at all and rushed towards himself with a fist.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Sui Baide collided directly with "Sui Baide". The terrifying air wave rolled, and Sui Baide also fought with another self in this terrifying air wave.

"They actually started fighting directly?"

"What a terrifying aura. Just by punching each other, they emitted an aftermath that was no less than the aftermath of the fight between Ci and Song just now."

"Sui Baide is establishing his authority. He wants to tell everyone that even if Ci Song can defeat him, it will not change his identity as the second Holy Son."

Many students looked at the terrifying air wave, and everyone's face showed a solemn expression. Sui Baide was using his own strength to tell them that even if they were both students of Tianwai Tian, ​​there was an insurmountable gap between them and the Holy Son.

For a moment, under Sui Baide's deliberate establishment of authority, the students present were all silent.

Only Duanmu Qingcang in the Zigong Academy team snorted coldly, "It's just so-so, far inferior to Bai Ye."

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