Chapter 21: Asking the Sky Sword

Jiang Wentian's thick half-white eyebrows moved. Although he hadn't seen anyone outside for a while, he knew everything that happened in Nanfeng Ridge clearly.

"This little guy wants to show enough talent, but won't this be too much force?"

Jiang Wentian still liked this grandson quite a lot, but considering the overall situation before, the East Court was not enough to take on the heavy responsibility, and forcibly entrusting him with the post of Palace Master would lead to the destruction of the Jiang family.

That's why he didn't stop the West Court from swallowing the East Court.

Today will be the time for him to make a decision.

At this time, Jiang Chen quietly let go of the fingers holding the arrow.

The moment the arrow left the string, the force made the soul-leaving bow twist and bounce.

Snapped!

The arrow flew not far away, and the sound of the porcelain pot breaking came. Because the distance was too far, people were not sure whether the porcelain pot was broken, or whether it was the late Juyuanjing who was present to determine the results.

Not only broke the record, but also surpassed Jiang Feng and Jin Jie by an absolute gap.

"Oh my god! Jiang Chen, how did you do it?" Jiang Lu ran over excitedly, admiring her extremely.

"It's very simple."

Jiang Chen replied, looking at Jiang Feng and Jin Jie who were speechless.

Not far away, Meng Fei, who came to trouble Jiang Chen, was stunned for a moment, but he was absolutely unwilling to admit that Jiang Chen was better than himself, and said with a sneer: "This thing that Nanfeng Ridge made for self-entertainment, who knows how accurate it is?" .”

"That's right, if senior brother goes, he may reach three thousand steps." His junior sister Liu Fei said.

"certainly."

Meng Fei nodded without hesitation, and was also thinking about whether to go forward and try, but he felt that he was not sure and it was not worth the risk.

"It's only 2,000 steps, which means it's not that difficult at all. I can do it too. You have the ability to shoot at the farthest target of 3,000 steps." Jin Jie was still stubborn, provoking because she didn't miss just now.

Jiang Chen glanced at the three-thousand-step porcelain pot, he had to squint his eyes to find that black spot.

"you said."

But Jiang Chen unexpectedly hit another arrow, aiming at the porcelain pot of three thousand steps.

When pulling the Lihun Bow, the power gathered is not one's own true essence, but the so-called soul strength, just like imagining consciousness as water, continuously filling the well.

The more you fill in, the greater the strength and the farther the range.

When Jiang Chen shot the porcelain pot with two thousand steps just now, he didn't feel any difficulty, which meant that he could choose a higher one.

Once again loosening his finger, the arrow galloped away like a wild horse running wild.

Many people stood up, unable to believe that the arrow would hit the target.

Snapped!

However, the familiar breaking sound came again.

This time, Meng Fei completely cut off the idea of ​​going up for a try.

Jiang Chen smiled knowingly, handed the Soul-Leaving Bow to Jin Jie, and said, "Don't you want to try it a second time too? Now you can."

"Hmph, this is a toy for children, I really think it has some reference value." It took Jin Jie a long time to hold back this sentence.

Her words caused dissatisfaction among many disciples of the Jiang family, and even Jiang Feng couldn't speak for her.

Whether the Soul-Living Bow is easy to use or not is a summary of the Jiang Mansion's decades of experience. The group of people with the best results every year will have gratifying achievements in the next few years.

Jin Jie is obviously blunt, but it is very annoying.

Suddenly, Murong Feng of Wenjianmen stood up and said: "Master Jiang, come to the mansion as a guest, and I am sorry to disturb you. How about this? I have an iron sword here, which is Wentian Sword of Wenjianmen. It is imprisoned in Inside, it tests a person's swordsmanship talent, which can also be said to be martial arts talent, the more swords drawn, the better the talent, and it is used to test the talent of young people in Jiangfu."

"This is not bad. It can better test the effect of the Soul-Leaving Bow." Jin Jie heard that it was from Wenjianmen, so his attitude was completely different.

"Then thank you."

Jiang Wentian thought for a while, and he was sure that Wenjianmen had good intentions, so he readily accepted.

"You're being polite, it doesn't matter if Wenjianmen can be used repeatedly."

When Murong Feng spoke, he glanced at Jiang Chen, and said: "Besides, I also want to know the potential of young talents in the Jiang family. If two-thirds of the Wentian Sword is pulled out, it will be considered as one of the requirements for disciples of the Wenjian Sect."

"What?!"

Now even Meng Fei came over, wanting to try asking Tianjian.

Not to mention other Jiang disciples.

It's a pity that there are only two Wentian Swords, which are even fewer than the Lihun Bow.

"This is the test tool for Asking Sword Gate, you still have the guts to try it again." Jin Jie turned around and looked at Jiang Chen again, with a provocative face.

"Childish, this time you are going to be slapped in the face again, how do you plan to justify yourself?"

"That's absolutely impossible!"

Jin Jie glared at him again and yelled angrily.

"Really?" Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile.

His attitude angered Jin Jie, the woman stepped forward domineeringly, pushed away the first Jiang disciple who was about to draw his sword, and put her jade hand on the hilt of the sword.

Without waiting for others to complain, Jin Jie had already started exerting her strength.

Looking at the Wentian Sword, which looks similar to an ordinary iron sword, it seems that the blade and the scabbard are stuck together.

Jin Jie's face turned red, and the blade was drawn out, but the speed of drawing became slower and slower, and it stopped completely when the blade was drawn out halfway.

Jin Jie let out a strange cry, let go of both hands, and retracted the blade impatiently.

"Two-thirds of it just now?" Jin Jie asked impatiently.

"Yes, you have completed one of the requirements of Wenjianmen disciples. If you are interested, you can go to Wenjianmen for other tests. If you pull out all Wentian swords, you can join directly." Murong Feng smiled.

This result was acceptable to Jin Jie. If Wenjianmen was so easy to join, it would not be Wenjianmen.

She regained her complacent expression again, looked at Jiang Chen, and shouted: "Now, do you still dare to compete with me?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Jiang Chen chuckled, stepped forward quickly, and stretched out his hand to grab the hilt of the iron sword.

At this moment, everyone was excited.

Especially the people of Jiangfu, just now Jiang Chen's performance in Lihun Bow was so amazing, if he stumbled while asking Tianjian, then it means that there is a big problem with the accuracy of the Lihun Bow test.

Outsiders present were between Jiangfu and Wenjianmen, so they would naturally tend to believe in the latter's testing tools.

Jiang Chen didn't dare to neglect, he held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and quietly exerted force.

The Wentian Sword, which has a thousand catties of strength in other people's hands, has completely changed in his hands, and it is drawn out of the sheath extremely smoothly and quickly.

There was no resistance from the beginning to the end of the whole process, everything happened very quickly, and when people reacted, the Wentian Sword was already in Jiang Chen's hands.

"Uh, what's going on?" Jiang Chen naturally didn't expect it.

"Pull it out?!"

It was the first time for those present to see the blade of Wentian Sword, not only the people around, even the two people of Wenjianmen were stunned.

"You said just now that if you completely draw out the Wentian Sword, can you become a disciple of the Wenjianmen?" Jiang Lu asked.

"Yes." Murong Feng nodded, his eyes never leaving Jiang Chen.

"Jiang Chen, how old are you this year?" Li Lie also asked a suffocating question.

"Sixteen years old."

"You can indeed become a disciple of Asking Sword Sect, are you interested in joining?" Murong Feng threw out an olive branch and smiled slightly.

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