In the spacious office, Elder Ross sat upright on the sofa. Even on the soft sofa, Elder Ross still had a straight waist, and he didn't want to look like a dry old man. Instead, he looked like a warrior who had been through the battlefield, unyielding.

Two gray-clothed waiters walked in and stood in front of Elder Ross. One of them said, "I'm sorry Elder Ross, I'm here to disturb you so late, but please watch this video."

As he said that, the waiter turned his wrist and a small square was added in his hand. A ray of light shot out, forming a three-dimensional projection in the air. In the image, the young man held a blood-colored heavy sword in his hand, ran quickly on the ground with his feet, and there was a flash of lightning under his feet. The sword in his hand emitted a low thunder sound, and there was a faint wave of lightning and thunder.

"What's going on?" Elder Ross asked with a frown slightly.

"Please continue to look down." The waiter made a gesture of invitation.

The three-dimensional figure turned around suddenly, his eyes flashed with sharp light, which was suddenly Xiao Fan's face. The sword in his hand quickly cut the air. A low thunder burst sounded, and a lightning flashed by, and the blood-colored sword edge faintly exuded a sharp lightning.

"Xiao Fan?" Elder Ross widened his eyes. He might not have been impressed by others. After all, tens of thousands of people participated, but Xiao Fan was different. The care of his old friend Lin Tianlai, and he did not pass the first exam, the impression was quite deep. However, with his knowledge, a person who did not pass the first exam actually performed the second paragraph of the Phantom Sword Technique. Even if he didn't believe it, he immediately understood what his subordinate meant. It seemed that something was wrong.

"Yes, his name is Xiao Fan, and he is a special recruitment for the Jingwu Wushu Pavilion in Chang'an District." The waiter reported respectfully.

"How could the person Lin Tian came to recruit is mediocre? It seems that there is a misunderstanding in this and it almost made a joke." Elder Ross whispered, and a hint of shame flashed across his face.

"Tell me the order and immediately let Xiao Fan pass the first exam, no matter how many grades you get." After pausing, Elder Ross ordered. His responsibility is to select talents. If he doesn't choose such a genius, wouldn't he be sorry for the trust of President.

"Also, investigate what exactly caused him to fail the first test." Elder Ross waved his hand and leaned back with some fatigue.

Elder Ross picked up the materials left by the waiter and opened them and looked at them. He was a little surprised: "It's incredible that he can actually practice the Phantom Sword Technique to the second stage within 8 months."

After the waiter left, Elder Ross's video was played again, with a look of shock on his face: "The Phantom Sword Technique has always been the strongest combat skill of martial arts. Almost no one bought it, not because of the high price, but because no one can practice the second paragraph."

President Tang Long was extremely excited when he obtained this martial arts in the relic of No. 5. He treasured it like a treasure. Even the two vice presidents were reluctant to give it a look. However, half a year later, the president was frustrated and shared the martial arts with everyone, and told the elders that if he found that he could practice the second paragraph, he would report it to him immediately.

When the Phantom Sword Technique was released, an uproar occurred in the cultivation world. Many people gave up various weapons and specialized in practicing sword techniques. The No. 5 ruins were designated as the peak of the heavenly level. Only those who reached the peak of the heavenly level could go in and experience it. However, there was only one person who could really come in and out alive, that was the president of the Martial Arts Association.

Therefore, the preciousness of this martial art can be imagined. Many people speculate that this is not a martial art on earth, but a divine object in the starry sky in the universe, which further increases the preciousness of this martial art.

After half a year, the buying boom gradually became colder. In the next ten years, except for some newcomers who didn’t know how to buy the first paragraph occasionally, few of them had purchased the second paragraph, and very few people could practice the second paragraph.

There are almost no one who can practice the second stage of the Phantom Sword Technique in just 8 months. The fastest one was Tang Long, the president of the Martial Arts Association, but it took him two years. In this comparison, how can Elder Ros not be shocked?

"Eight months." Elder Ross murmured, stood up and walked in the room, "No, this must be reported to the President."

Thinking of this, Elder Ross picked up the communicator and "connected the president."

After a while, a three-dimensional figure appeared in the room. It could be seen that it was Tang Long, the president of the Martial Arts Association. He had a majestic aura on his body, no expression on his cold face, his eyes were like a blade, and he spoke coldly: "Ross, are you worried about me?"

Elder Ros, who has always been suppressing people with his momentum, suddenly felt like he was pressing down on Mount Tai. He quickly nodded and said, "Sir, I'm sorry to bother you so late. There is something I must tell you."

"Speak the point." The cold voice was without any emotion.

Elder Ross felt his heart beating faster and sweat oozing out from his forehead. It seemed that the president was very angry: "A young man has practiced the Phantom Sword Technique to the second stage."

"That's all?" Tang Long's voice suddenly increased, and Ross shivered and almost fell on the sofa.

Over the years, although there are very few people who can practice the Phantom Sword Technique to the second stage, there are many people there. However, each of them disappointed Tang Long. After they practiced the second stage, they had no inch to make progress. Therefore, he was very unhappy to hear Elder Ros disturb him because of this late night.

Just now, he was studying the Dragon King Tower and was about to make a breakthrough. This call was really a coincidence. If there was no important thing, he would definitely get angry if he had a bad temper.

"Sir, listen to me." Elder Ross saw Tang Long's face and suddenly felt something was wrong, so he quickly explained.

"Shut up." Tang Long was arrogant without anger.

"It took him 8 months." Elder Ross knew that he would lose his position as an elder, so he said the result regardless of whether he was talking too much.

"What?" Tang Long's face changed slightly, and his anger gradually disappeared, "8 months? Are you sure?"

Seeing the look on the president's face, Elder Ross immediately breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "I'm sure, I dare to guarantee it with my head."

"Oh!" After pausing, Tang Long felt that he had lost his composure, and his face regained that cold expression, and said lightly.

In fact, even if it took 8 months, if you couldn't break through the third stage, you would still be like those people. There was nothing worth his attention. He was the high-ranking president of the martial arts association and the number one person in the world. There was not much to enter his eyes.

"Oh?" Elder Ross was a little stunned. He was very concerned about it just now, but why did he become so cold in the blink of an eye, as if he was talking about an irrelevant thing.

"Is there anything else?" Seeing Elder Ross stunned, Tang Long asked lightly.

"No one will disturb you." Although I didn't understand it very well, I couldn't ask anything, so I could only shake my head in disappointment.

"When he has reached the third stage, let me tell me his name." After the explanation, the projection flashed and disappeared.

"Hey—" Elder Ross sighed, sat back on the sofa, shook his head helplessly, "It seems that I have made a big deal and I will act cautiously in the future, almost angering the Lord of the Cong."

———

In the hotel, Xiao Fan changed his clothes and took a shower. He felt much more comfortable all over, but the expression on his face was ugly. He had been puzzled since he learned that he had failed the first test.

"Xiao Fan, let's go for dinner. Before the little Japanese is gone, that guy has not been hidden from the street No. 013, and he has not seen anyone since he was hidden. It's really unrequited." Sarude also changed his clothes and took a shower to Xiao Fan's room.

Seeing that Xiao Fan didn't say anything, he thought of that incident and quickly comforted him: "Don't care. Failing to pass the first exam does not mean that you don't have the strength. Maybe they made a mistake, or maybe they had the same name. Anyway, the list will be officially announced tomorrow, and you still have a chance."

"Haha!" He smiled faintly and said with some self-deprecating self-deprecating: "Don't comfort me. I saw those people failing to pass my assessment. This is not wrong. However, what puzzles me is why you passed the same points and Yuan Ye also passed it, but I don't?"

"There must be a shady fucking story. Let's go to him for dinner." Sarud raised his thick eyebrows, and a look of justice flashed across his face.

"Come on, you will only cause trouble. I'll ask myself tomorrow." Xiao Fan smiled and shook his head. Although Sarude was crazy, he was very loyal.

"Okay, let's have a meal first. I'm really hungry." Sarude said with a smile, covering his stomach with one hand.

"Okay, you treat me."

"No problem, order whatever you want and wrap it on your buddy." As he was afraid of his chest, Saru had to wave his hand generously and walked forward.

"Hey—" sighed, and Xiao Fan followed. Whether he could get a chance tomorrow is still unknown. If he really lost his qualification, it would undoubtedly be a blow to him.

Then, Xiao Fan raised his chest and thought to himself that even if he didn't pass, it would be a test for him by God: "I, Xiao Fan, can't praise me, I have been here for more than ten years, and I can wait for another five years at most, it's no big deal." Thinking of this, Xiao Fan smiled.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Xiao Fan and asked a lot of questions: "Are you Xiao Fan?"

"I am, who are you?" Xiao Fan nodded for a moment of confusion.

"I am Elder Ross's secretary. I'm here to tell you that I'm sorry to have made your first test score wrong. You passed the assessment." With a slightly apologetic smile, the other party handed him a black card with the words "Second Level Pass" written on it.

"Really?" Xiao Fan was a little amused and crying. He had made plans to fail just now, and now he announced that he had passed. There are really unexpected situations and plans cannot keep up with changes.

"Of course, sorry, see you tomorrow, so have a good rest." The secretary waved his hand and turned around and left.

"Xiao Fan, I'm right." Sarud came over and patted Xiao Fan on the shoulder and said, "This time you should treat me to a meal. I want to eat roasted whole lamb."

"Where are you a culprit?" Xiao Fan curled his lips, but went there with a smile.

The two figures disappeared in the night, talking and laughing, and when the two left, another figure appeared at the door, which was Yuan Ye Bendu who had disappeared for a long time.

I saw him carrying a black rectangular box on his back and quickly rushed into the house, as if he was afraid of being seen halfway through. He closed the door and gently opened the box, and there was a silver skeleton inside.
Chapter completed!