The disciple of the sword holder replied!

Not only did he reply, he also agreed to go to Shushan Sword Hall.

The annual drama, the annual drama.

The Daxuan sword-holder killed countless strange slaughters throughout his life, and he turned the tide in many crises.

Although his reputation has not been revealed in recent years, it is precisely because of this that the extra mystery has actually made the reputation of the sword holder a higher level.

As the young follower of the sword holder, the next sword holder in the eyes of the public.

Zhou Han's words and deeds are of great importance.

After leaving a comment, it adds another fire to the topic that is originally a hot topic.

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"Don't squeeze me, bastard, don't squeeze me."

"Where is the owner of Guan Zhou, where is the owner of Guan Zhou?"

"Everyone is out of the way. Today, their Shushan Sword Hall is going to recruit students. Our XX Sword Hall is here to fight counterfeiting!"

Half a month passed in a flash.

With the help of the Inspection Department and the school, the subsequent comfort work of the deceased students was handled.

There are only twenty-six people left in the Sword Hall, and six of them suffer from disabilities of varying degrees.

What's the name of this martial arts school? It's just called a gym.

No, there must be more members in the gym than him.

So five days ago, taking advantage of the final heat of the incident, Zhou Chen carried out the second step in the plan to recruit students widely for the public.

In this group, he plans to recruit 100 to 150 students, and does not require good qualifications and only has the ability to have the spirit of enlightenment.

Having the ability to activate the spirit to practice sword art will surely further arouse public opinion.

The outside world says nothing, and when these people have enough strength to go out, it will be time for the world to set up a sword.

By then, all doubts will disappear with the iron and firm facts.

Giving the public a sense of "half a new extraordinary system" is also his test of the waters.

Shushan Sword Museum is located near the suburbs of Zhongling District. The transportation is not convenient, and the open space in front of the Sword Museum is very wealthy.

At this time, the huge venue was swept by shoulder to shoulder.

There are anchors holding mobile phones to broadcast live, there are vendors setting up stalls, and more are people coming to join in the fun, students preparing to sign up, and those who kick the kids.

"Where are people from Shushan Sword Museum, why haven't you come out yet!"

"Come out quickly, don't hide it, let us see it."

"Can Zhou Chen be a liar? He became popular and then he would broadcast the goods live?"

With a creaking sound, the gate of the Sword Hall slowly opened.

"The owner is out, the owner is out!"

Everyone looked forward to it.

Under the gaze of many eyes, the boy carrying a garbage bag in his right hand walked out.

"I said that today is so noisy, so many people came."

Wang Ran threw the garbage into the garbage can not far away.

"It's Wang Ran! The eldest disciple of Shushan Sword Hall! So elegant."

If you have a temperament, you just throw out some garbage.

"It's much more handsome than the one shown on the camera, but isn't he dead?"

Dead hammer.

Which marketing account did you hear?

Wang Ran's face turned dark.

Walk back to the door, take out an iron sword from the door, and then look around.

"Get back a little, please step back a little."

After almost the command, his wrist trembled, and three sword energy whistled out, drawing three marks on the left and right and in front.

A 15×15 area is enclosed.

This move...is not simple.

Several people in the crowd looked at the scratches on the ground.

"Today is the first time our Shushan Sword Museum recruits students. As a special sword museum, our swordsmanship has aroused the desire of many people, and at the same time, it may also attract the covetousness of more colleagues."

"Shushan Sword Hall does not cause trouble, nor is it afraid of trouble. Everyone is welcome to sign up for our Shushan Sword Hall, and everyone is welcome to question it. We will uphold the attitude of treating everyone equally. As long as the review standards are met, everyone will have the opportunity to enter the Shushan Sword Hall and practice sword art with me."

"What can you represent? You are a hero in a foreign land. We want to let Master Zhou speak now!"

"Where is Zhou Chen, he sent his disciples to be a turtle that he was a turtle?!"

Looking at the people who were setting the rhythm in the crowd, a few cold lights flashed in Wang Ran's eyes.

"As a sixth-level strongman, our Guanzhu Zhou naturally has a lot of things to do. If everyone needs him to screen, would he be busy with other things?"

"I am a core student of Shushan Sword Museum, so I will do the first level of screening for my home owner."

"Everyone here, if you really learn swordsmanship, we warmly welcome you. If you come to another martial arts hall to test it... we are not afraid at all."

"This morning, let's take a slow start to recruit students. I, Wang Ran, hold the sword here in the third stage and the second stage, welcome all challengers to fight!"

Wang Ran nodded slightly, with a handsome face. Her skin shined with a healthy wheat color under the sun.

The long sword stood beside him, and his slender figure looked even more tall against the backdrop of a blue robe.

Many female fans who came here secretly swallowed their saliva, and countless small stars appeared in their eyes.

"Children Huang said arrogantly. Just you can fight everyone?"

After only five seconds of the speech, a man with a vulgar face jumped out of the crowd.

"My name is Fu Mou, the students of Chang Yunsheng Martial Arts School are not much, no less, and they are just the third and second stages. What do you think of the battle method?" Fu Mou asked.

"If you see a move, you can hit the target until you hit the killer moves three times, you will lose. If you encircle the land and get out of the circle, you will lose. Only use the spirit and martial arts skills, and those who maliciously cause destruction will lose."

"The rules are OK, so why don't we add some lottery?"

"how?"

"You Shushan Sword Museum claim to have opened up a new extraordinary path and claim to be unparalleled swordsmanship. If the students are not as good as the spirit-produced scholars trained by conventional martial arts schools, then it means that your so-called swordsmanship is nothing. I don't have high requirements. You come out and admit it personally that Shushan Sword Museum is not as good as our Changyunsheng Martial Arts Museum, and you can apologize to the public by the way."

"What if I win?"

"Then, on the other hand, we apologize on our own initiative. The premise is that what you use must be taught by Shushan Sword Museum."

"But." Wang Ran nodded, "Captain Zhao, it's almost done, please clear the market."

What?

While everyone was stunned, several inspectors walked out.

"The battle is about to begin. Please continue to retreat to prevent accidental injury."

"What are you doing? You retreat again and again, you can't see clearly even if you retreat so far."

The crowd wailed, but under the command of the inspection department, he retreated outward.

Wang Ran has already been mobilized, but not many people have left.

If the isolation belt was set up at the beginning and everyone was stopped outside, and after a long wait, more and more people would probably retreat.

Although this operation has caused many protests, it has also retained most of the people.

The owner of the Zhou Pavilion is so detailed, it is really detailed.

Wang Ran was amazed in his heart.

Not long after, the crowd retreated to a safe distance.

"Boy, don't mess with these fancy ones. I watched your live broadcast. Your swordsmanship is very sharp, but unfortunately, the leg techniques that I am good at in Changyunsheng Martial Arts Hall can perfectly restrain you!"

"Are you ready?"

"Of course, come on..."

Swish!

The long sword was crossed around the neck, and Fu Mou's grinning expression gradually became stiff.

"The first sword."

Back and get the sword away.

"You...you sneak attack!"

Fu Mou's expression became angry, and then he shouted, and suddenly there was a flash in front of him, and dazzling white light filled his pupils.

The spine was numb and my body staggered forward a few steps.

"This is the second sword."

"Just kidding, this can't be stage three and two! Damn."

His vision recovered, Fu Mou was panicked, and gritted his teeth and his spiritual power surged quickly.

"Spiritual skills—Changyunga?!"

The sword edge stayed a few centimeters in front of the Adam's apple, and he could vaguely feel the sharpness coming from it.

"The third sword, you lost."
Chapter completed!