Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 357 Is it him?mediocre win sub song
this kid.

It's not easy...

In the blink of an eye, the entire Hanjialing entered the most tense state.

All Han Jialing masters know how important it is to guide these beginner disciples.

These people represent the future of Hanjialing.

And at this moment, a name had been passed into the ears of those pre-selected disciples.

Winning song.

Naturally, there are many talented people in the sky. I think that after entering Hanjialing, I will definitely be able to shine and become the most attention-grabbing person.

After all, they have three or two gold medals in their hands.

But now.

Looking at the few gold medals in his hand, he suddenly felt unsatisfactory.

Because, from the mouths of those trial elders, let them know a terrible news.

That is.

There was a man named Ying Zige who even swept away ten gold medals.

What's even more frightening is that until now, he still has nothing to say, and continues to look for the trial elder.

Is this kid a human or a ghost?

Ten gold medals?

Do you want to be so arrogant?
In an instant, the hostility in their hearts was aroused.

"I want to see, what kind of genius are you?"

"So what if you get ten gold medals? It's just that luck is better. Stepping into Hanjialing paper is just the beginning. Once we come to Hanjialing, we will all come to the same starting line. At that time, we will see who is faster. gone."

"I want to see how strong this kid is."

"Ying Zige? Why does it sound like the same name and surname as the thirteenth son? Could it be the thirteenth son? But the problem is that the thirteenth son is a waste at all. How could he get ten gold medals?"

"It must be someone with the same name or the legend is wrong..."

this moment.

Those geniuses are insane.

At the same time, he secretly made up his mind.

After arriving at Hanjialing, you must press Ying Zige on the ground and rub it crazily.

What they don't know is.

Not only did Ying Zige sweep ten gold medals, but now the remaining four-character elders in Hanjialing have begun to avoid Ying Zige one after another.

Ten gold medals is already the highest record in recent generations.

If the record of Han Beihai's generation is not counted, this is already a terrible record.

But even so, the number of gold medals was equal to that of Han Beihai.

The sect master only got ten gold medals. If this kid got 11 yuan, wouldn't that be a slap in the face of the entire Hanjialing?

So the safest way is to...

escape!
If there is no head-on collision with this kid, this kid will not be able to see the trial elder, and he will not be able to get the gold medal.

The rest of the trial elders almost had the same idea, so they kept moving places, only to find that Ying Zige's carriage was following them like a ghost, constantly locking onto their location.

Let them sleep and eat.

I almost had a disordered work and rest, and an endocrine disorder!

The entire Hanjialing, from the elders down to a small ordinary handyman disciple, and even the trial elders who have a lot of scenery outside, are all like a formidable enemy.

Ying Zige has already made the whole of Hanjialing crazy with his own strength.

At this time, he hadn't even stepped into Hanjialing.

……

Two days later.

The sun is like fire.

In the deep mountains, birds were suddenly disturbed.

In the originally extremely silent forest, figures suddenly appeared one by one.

Those figures, male and female, have one thing in common.

That is very young.

Between their brows, there is arrogance flickering, and their eyes are even more sharp.

It was obvious at a glance that they were not ordinary people.

These people hold the order of dragon and tiger in their hands, and check the hidden map drawn on it from time to time, step by step to go deeper into the deep mountain.

And these people are Han Jialing's pre-selected disciples.

Now that they have held the order of the dragon and the tiger, and have passed the trial of the elders, each and every one of them is filled with infinite hope.

Because, it only takes some time to find the mountain gate of Hanjialing, and then you can enter this legendary ancient sect.

There must be endless surprises waiting for them.

These people, with firm eyes, kept moving forward and striding forward.

The straw sandals under the feet have already worn out holes one by one.

Some people even had blood flowing from their feet.

But they still gritted their teeth and continued walking slowly.

Because they know that this is also a kind of practice.

At this moment, suddenly, there was a sound of horse honking from behind.

Then there was the sound of a carriage.

Everyone stopped in an instant, their eyes widened, and they looked in that direction with incredible eyes.

My heart was in a mess for a moment.

Nima!

Who is so short-sighted?

In this case, he came up in a carriage.

You must know that there is a sense of ritual in worshiping the mountain gate, especially for the huge sect of Hanjialing, it must be very polite, so that it can be favored by the elders of Hanjialing.

perhaps.

In this way, in the final trial, the opponent may give him a lot of water, so that he can directly win at the starting line.

After all, being polite among fellow students is also a kind of strength.

So they all chose to walk.

Although they are tired, they are very happy in their hearts.

He never expected that someone would break this rule, and from the non-stop rampage of the two war horses, it could be seen how arrogant the owner of the carriage was.

It was extremely arrogant.

"Who is this kid?"

"How dare you disrespect Han Jialing? This is obviously courting death."

"But I've heard that the man who got ten gold medals was a man in a carriage."

"It is said that when he got the last gold medal, he didn't even get out of the carriage. He stretched out his hand directly from the carriage, broke his wrist with the elder trial, and got the last gold medal. The elder trial was so angry that he vomited blood. "

"it's him?"

"No wonder you are so arrogant!"

Everyone suddenly realized, their brows were erected, and their eyes were full of searching meaning.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a lazy voice came from the carriage.

When Ma Dongyang pulled the reins, the two horses stopped immediately.

At this moment, Ying Zige yawned, stretched his waist, opened the door curtain with his feet, and walked down slowly.

Immediately attracted the attention of all geniuses.

ding ding dong.

What caught their attention even more was that there were ten gold medals hanging from this kid's waist.

The ten gold medals swayed and collided with his movements, making a pleasant sound.

However, for these geniuses, this voice is very harsh.

They couldn't help but look at the lone gold medal in their palms, and suddenly felt bad.

"So it's him? It looks ordinary, very ordinary."

(End of this chapter)