I'm in the world of Xianjian

At dawn the next day, Lin Shen, Li Xiaoyao and three others arrived at the venue of the sword-testing competition.

There is a high platform in the middle, with a stone base on it and a bronze sword about 60 centimeters long inserted on the base. There are seats around the platform.

Lin Shen and the other four found a long bench and sat on it. Li Xiaoyao took a look at the sword and said, "It looks like an ordinary bronze sword. How come no one can lift it?"

Lin Shen said, "These swords are all spiritual and have their own temperaments. They will only choose the master they like."

Li Xiaoyao asked, "You mean, swords can choose masters?"

Lin Shen said, "Some top-notch swords are like this. My World-Destroying Demon Blade is like this, as is the Ghost Realm's Demon-Slaying Sword. I guess this sword is like this too."

Lin Yueru said, "I really want to see how powerful that sword is."

Lin Shen said, "Miss, please take it easy. Don't break your sword again. Let me fix it for you." After hearing this, Lin Yueru rolled her eyes at Lin Shen.

Less than half an hour later, all the participants in the sword-testing competition had arrived, and there were also some people who came to watch the fun.

After another incense stick and a half, a man in his forties with a long beard and wearing a blue round-necked robe walked up to the platform and said, "Fellow martial artists, hello. I am Tie Bing, the owner of Tiejian Villa. I'm sure you've heard about this.

(Pointing to the bronze sword on the stone pedestal) Two years ago, by chance, this sword fell into Tiejian Villa.

No one in the whole village can use this sword, so we hope to find someone who can use this sword through this sword-testing competition.

I won't say much else. The Sword Trial Competition is for the most capable. Let's begin!"

After saying that, Tie Bing walked down from the platform. A muscular man with a beard came over and said, "I'm a blacksmith in the capital. Everyone calls me Chen Erwang. I have a lot of strength. I want to see what's so powerful about this sword."

After saying that, he walked up to the platform, grasped the hilt of the bronze sword and was about to pull it out. Lin Shen was a little speechless watching this, and complained in his heart: This Iron Sword Villa didn't even conduct an inspection when recruiting players, and why did such a reckless guy come to join in the fun?

Chen Erwang used all his strength and his face turned red, but the sword didn't react at all.

Lin Shen yawned as he watched, but the blacksmith was still struggling with the bronze sword on the stage.

But after a while, the hilt of the bronze sword began to turn red. The blacksmith felt his hand was about to be burned, so he immediately retracted his hand.

Chen Erwang covered his burned hand and said, "Master Tie, what's wrong with your sword? Not only is it as heavy as a thousand pounds, but why is it also hot?"

Tie Bing sighed and said, "That sword is like that. Everyone in the village has tried to pull it out, but either they can't pull it out or they get burned by it.

The stone base was actually a bluestone brick that the sword was inserted into when it fell.

We had no choice but to leave the brick and the sword there and wait for the right person to appear." After hearing this, Chen Erwang went down obediently.

At this time, a young man in elegant clothes and holding a paper fan came over and saluted Tie Bing, saying, "I am Zhou Ping, the eldest son of the Zhou family. Come here and have a try."

Tie Bing made a gesture, indicating that it was all right. But before he could go up, the bronze sword released a gust of wind that blew Zhou Ping away, turning him into a meteor and disappearing. Tie Bing and everyone else were stunned.

Lin Shen stared with dead eyes and muttered to himself, "It seems that this sword doesn't like dandy young men. It's worse than the blacksmith just now. At least he let me touch it."

When the contestants who had registered in the audience saw this scene, all the young men present except those who were watching the show ran away.

Lin Shen glanced at Lin Yueru. Lin Yueru understood what he meant and said, "Am I, Lin Yueru, that kind of idle and dissolute young lady?" After saying that, she snorted.

Lin Shen said, "Okay, okay, you are the famous Lin Xia who helps those in need, okay?"

Lin Yueru said, "That's about right."

Li Xiaoyao said, "Let's stop flirting in this place."

At this time, a handsome man of about eighteen or nineteen years old came up and bowed to Tie Bing, saying, "I am Liu Qing from the Huashan Sect, and I am honored to meet Master Tie."

Tiebing nodded. Liu Qing walked up to the platform and glanced at the bronze sword. He then reached out to pull out the sword, but after a long time, the bronze sword didn't react at all. Liu Qing simply kept exerting force with both hands, but the sword still didn't budge.

Liu Qing's face flushed crimson, veins bulging, but the bronze sword remained unresponsive. Less than half an incense stick of time passed before Liu Qing collapsed on the platform, his tongue hanging out.

Tie Bing looked at it and shook his head, then waved his hand. Two farmhands from the villa helped Liu Qing down to rest.

Anu said, "This sword is too strange. It has three swords and still hasn't found a suitable owner."

Lin Shen said, "This is much more docile than the demon-slaying sword in the ghost world. When I tamed that sword, it was as slippery as a loach. It took a long time to take it down, and it almost burned me to ashes when it absorbed its power."

Zhao Linger said, "Brother Anos, are you sure you can take down that sword?"

Lin Shen said, "In order to change my fate, I must get it."

After ten more people failed to pull out the bronze sword, a woman came up. Unexpectedly, someone below started to make a noise, shouting "Get off!"

"Stop making trouble!"

"Why are girls joining in the fun~!"

"Don't waste time, the baby is waiting for you to feed it~" and so on.

Lin Yueru got angry when she heard this and shouted, "Whoever makes a fuss again will have his tongue chopped off and soaked in wine!"

At this time, a man said, "I told you, what can you do to me? Women, don't come here and mess around."

After hearing this, Lin Shen shot a light bullet at the man, but did not kill him, just knocked him unconscious.

Lin Yueru stood up and said, "There's no statement in this sword test that women are not allowed to participate. If this woman was able to obtain this sword, it was because of her own ability. Why are you so nosy?"

When Tie Bing heard this, he thought this person was interesting, so he asked, "Who are you? Are you participating in the sword test competition?"

Lin Yueru bowed and said, "I am Lin Yueru, the daughter of the owner of the Lin Family Fort in Suzhou. I came here because I heard that there is a very special sword, so I came to try it out."

The woman bowed to Lin Yueru and said, "Thank you, Miss Lin, for your help. I would like to try out this sword. My name is Zhang Zhenzhen, and I am a disciple of Mount Emei."

Lin Yueru pointed at the bronze sword and said, "Please."

Zhang Zhenzhen walked up to the platform and grasped the sword. The sword suddenly disappeared, appeared in front of her, and stabbed towards Zhang Zhenzhen.

Zhang Zhenzhen instinctively lowered her head, and the sword slashed across her back.

The bronze sword found that it had flown past its head and then flew back. Zhang Zhenzhen stood up and dodged again.

Just as the sword was about to pass through Zhang Zhenzhen's body, it suddenly hit her.

Zhang Zhenzhen was caught off guard and was knocked off the platform by the bronze sword, falling headfirst. The bronze sword then stuck itself back into the bluestone bricks.

The audience and contestants in the audience were talking about this scene. "Did you see that? The sword flew up by itself!"

"Yes, that's right. He flew up and attacked the woman."

"This sword is haunted!"

"Ghost~!" It scared away a lot of people.

After seeing this, Lin Shen complained, "With such courage, you still want to become the master of this sword. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Tiebing looked at the dwindling number of contestants and spectators, feeling worried. He said, "Is there no one who can wield this sword?!"

At this time, someone below shouted, "Not necessarily!"

(Chapter 96 End)