Talented Martial Arts System

"Tang Hao?" Ling Jing's heart moved, looking at the majestic young master in front of him, he thought, isn't this person Le Shi mentioned to him at the beginning, the top ten masters in the capital.

"It turned out to be Young Master, I'm Ling Jing, I've looked up to you for a long time." Ling Jing cupped his hands and smiled.

"Haha, Brother Ling is skilled in swordsmanship. If you have time, how about having a drink together after the matter here is over?" Tang Hao repeated the name "Ling Jing" in his heart several times, but he didn't remember it at all. But he became more and more curious about this swordsman who appeared suddenly.

"Definitely." Ling Jing knew that this person was a great master, and wanted to prove his martial arts skills to him, so he nodded immediately.

After finishing speaking, Ling Jing retreated to the side of the party who successfully passed the test, leaving only Tang Hao standing in front of the big iron frame with a single shot.

"Tang Hao is about to make a move. The Overlord Spear of the Tang Family is known as the first shot in the capital. Don't miss this good opportunity to observe it."

"It is said that Young Master's marksmanship is already seven or eight times as good as that of Old Master Tang. It should be easy to ring five or six bronze bells, but I don't know if seven simultaneous rings can be successful."

Tang Hao turned a deaf ear to others' comments, and only looked at the row of bronze bells in front of him, holding the gun with one hand, the tip of the gun was slightly tilted, majestic.

"The angry dragon raises its head!" [

With a sound of "swipe", Tang Hao turned his right wrist, a cold light flashed on the tip of the spear, pointed upwards obliquely, and stabbed forward with the sound of howling.

"Boom!"

The first bronze bell shook violently, swinging up and down, as if it was about to break free from its chains and fly out.

The remaining six bronze bells were also rang one after another, until the last big bronze bell, which was as tall as a person, was hit with a loud bang of "Dang", and everyone was awakened.

"Seven rings, seven rings again!"

Mu Jianfeng sighed silently, he didn't expect that the bronze bell, which had been placed in the family for more than a hundred years and could reach four rings, was beaten to seven rings twice in a row today.

"Is it true that the talents of the Mu family are withered?" Mu Jianfeng felt extremely bitter, and looked at the majestic young man with a silver gun.He looked at the young man with a sword standing calmly on the other side, and sighed silently.

"Mr. Tang Hao rang seven bronze bells with one shot, and obtained the qualification to comprehend the Martial Art of the Excalibur Marquis. Please wait a moment, Young Master."

"It's unbelievable, this Tang family's Overlord Spear is really powerful, and the young master's marksmanship is really passed down by the old master."

"That's right. I think this year's Yinghua Banquet has a lot of fun. Mr. Tang and Yi Xiaolou have always been at odds, and this time it might be another fight between dragons and tigers."

"Don't forget the young master who wielded the sword earlier. I said that this year's Yinghua Banquet will definitely be much more exciting than previous years. It's a pity that I am not qualified to be invited by the princess."

"No, there is an invitation card for the Yinghua Banquet here, my little brother. You may read it then. Haha."

There was a lot of discussion below.Tang Hao turned his head at this time, hung his gun against his arm, glanced at Chen Qi lightly, and said, "Do you see it clearly? This is the gap. Don't always think that you are someone. Apart from Junior Brother Yi Xiaolou, you Besides this title is worth mentioning, what else is worthy of praise?"

Disdainful.With a flick of his body, he landed towards Ling Jing.

"Tang Hao!" Chen Qi gritted his teeth and looked at Tang Hao with murderous intent in his eyes. He felt that everyone around him looked at him with a trace of disdain. This time, he was really ashamed. [

"If you don't take revenge, you are not a gentleman, just wait for me!"

"Mr. Ling, I think you are a bit unfamiliar, but you just returned to the capital from another place?" Tang Hao arrived at Ling Jing's side.He put away the weapon and said with a smile.

There were 200 people waiting for the test, Mu Jianfeng was stunned, and then began to preside over the following matters.

Ling Jing smiled and said, "I'm not from the capital, so it's not surprising that the young master doesn't know me."

"So that's the case." Tang Hao nodded, looked at the eight tall and straight unidentified objects in the field, and pondered: "Mr. Ling, what do you think there will be?"

Ling Jing's heart moved. In fact, he had scanned the eight objects earlier in the morning, but the material of the black cloth was unknown, and even the system couldn't see what was inside.Immediately said: "It's hard to say, these things are the relics of Shen Jianhou, the number one master in the capital more than a hundred years ago, I'm afraid there are many mysteries."

Tang Hao laughed, and said, "We'll find out later, let's wait."

The two chatted on the side, and slowly talked about the journey of martial arts, and the talk was quite speculative.

On the other side, all the wealthy children went up to test one after another, but few of them were able to ring the third bronze bell. At this moment, suddenly an elegant-looking young man in Confucian shirts came up.

"Young Lord, the student is being polite." After the young man stepped forward, he gave a slight salute to Mu Jianfeng, with a decent manner and an extraordinary temperament.

"So it's the young master Xu's family, please!" Mu Jianfeng returned the gift with a smile.

"This person is Xu Jun from the family of Master Xu in the capital. It is said that his articles are well written and he has been praised by the current emperor. I just don't know how his martial arts are." Tang Hao explained to Ling Jing.

Ling Jing nodded and looked at Xu Jun. Seeing that this person looked calm and his eyes were restrained, he should not be a mediocre man.

Xu Jun stood still ten steps in front of the iron frame. With a flick of his right hand, a foot-long stylus fell out of his sleeve. The body of the pen was as black as ink, and lines of small characters were engraved on it.

"The strokes of the wind blow, the stroke of the pen shocks the wind and rain!"

Xu Jun waved his right hand, put his left behind his back, and started writing out of thin air.

There was a hint of solemnity unique to Confucian scholars in his natural and unrestrained movements. He waved his right hand repeatedly, drawing on iron with silver hooks, and energy was born out of thin air, and five characters made of true energy blasted towards the bronze bell.

"The pen falls into the storm!"

The five big characters of true energy hit the copper bell continuously, and almost instantly, everyone heard the bell.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

The bell rang five times in a row!The first five bronze bells all shook from side to side, and the amplitude was not small. Obviously, Xu Jun's ringing of the five bronze bells was definitely not a little watery.

"Five rings! What's going on here today? Why are masters from the capital popping up one by one."

"Yeah, isn't this Xu Jun rumored to be just a paper bag? Why is his martial arts so high?"

The eyes below really dropped all over the ground, shocked by Xu Jun's superb brushwork and martial arts, he was speechless at all.

"This..." Mu Jianfeng was really on the verge of tears. This young scholar, who seemed to be as strong as a chicken, could ring five bronze bells with one stroke. Was this intentional to humiliate the Mu family?

"Ahem, Mr. Xu, this way please." Mu Jianfeng adjusted his mood, and stretched out his hand to lead Xu Jun.

Xu Jun nodded in return, and walked to the other side.

The remaining people tested for about half an hour, but in the end only three or forty people passed the test, and the remaining 40 people were all eliminated.

Those eliminated will be entertained by people from the Divine Sword Marquis Mansion, but Mu Jianfeng clasped his fists at everyone here and said, "The rest of you are all young talents who are qualified to understand the Divine Sword Marquis martial arts. I won’t talk too much nonsense here. Come here and lift the curtain.”

Eight people stepped forward and tore off the black cloth from the eight giants in the arena. Under the sunlight, everyone finally saw clearly what was inside.

"It's a stele!"

There was a flash of blue light in Ling Jing's eyes, and almost instantly, he scanned the eight giant steles from different angles into his eyes.

The eight-faced steles are arranged in sequence according to the directions of the gossip. Facing each of the eight stone surfaces in the field, there are several lines that seem to be messy, but the more you look at them, the more mysterious the sword marks become. Ling Jing just glanced at them and felt a little dizzy dizzy.

"What a weird thing!"

"My friends, now you can go to the eight-faced "Sword Stele" to observe, but the time is limited to today." Mu Jianfeng smiled slightly, folded his body, and landed on the open space in the middle of the stele first, his eyes were on the eight-sided Swept across the stone tablet one by one.

Although he has read the things on this stele countless times, it is also a rare opportunity to comprehend with everyone today, maybe he can use the power of others to comprehend something.

"Master Ling, let's go up too." Tang Hao looked at one of the steles facing him, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, he reminded Ling Jing, and jumped into the field first.

The remaining people also jumped in one after another.

Only then did Ling Jing slowly walk towards the empty field surrounded by eight steles. Standing in the field, he saw three or four people standing under each stele to observe individually. Shaking, he scanned several steles in succession, and Chen Qi was one of them.

He didn't care what the others did. He looked up at the huge stone tablet in the northeast direction, and saw eight sword marks left on the stone tablet. Each sword mark was different in length and depth, and looked a bit messy. Within the sword mark, the depth carved into the stele is also somewhat different.

"Let's see the difference between the sword marks on the eight-faced stele first."

Ling Jing immediately turned on the recording function of the system. Wherever his eyes swept, the sword marks on the eight stone tablets were scanned and stored in his mind one by one.

From time to time, his face revealed a look of deep thought. He could only see that the sword marks on the eight stone tablets were all different. If each sword mark was taken out and performed in reverse, the original sword technique could be restored to three or four points.

"No, if it's that simple, why is it that one person in the Excalibur Hou Mansion has practiced the sword technique of the Excalibur Hou for more than a hundred years?"

Ling Jing felt that something was wrong, and finished performing the 64 swordsmanship on the eight-faced stone tablet one by one. At this moment, he couldn't help but connect them one by one in his mind.

"The 64 ways of swordsmanship are engraved on the eight-sided stone tablet, and they are arranged according to the eight trigrams. Could it be that they are sword moves created according to Fuxi's eight trigrams? In this way, this is the eight-way swordsmanship of Qianwei!"

Ling Jing's eyes were suddenly introverted, his body remained motionless, as if possessed by a demon, he rehearsed the eight-way swordsmanship on the south stone tablet one by one in his mind. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)