Ice Phoenix of Douluo

Chapter 224

Jian Wuhen looked at the faces of several people who were struggling to support, and the corner of his mouth could not help but draw an arc.

If you are not even willing to persist, then you are not even worthy of being a soul master.

When he felt relieved in his heart, it seemed that several of them wanted to study hard.

This can be seen clearly from the firm look in their eyes.

Old Bei also sat on the ground, feeling the sword intent.

His soul power level and kendo attainments were not as high as Jian Wuhen's, so he took another opportunity to feel and learn.

In Xiaoyao Sword Sect, the master is the greatest.

The tea turns from hot to cold.

And those 15 people were trembling, and some people with low soul power levels couldn't hold on any longer, trembling all over, and beads of sweat dripped down their backs on the ground.

And one person who came to sign up had dizzy pupils. If this continues, there may be a possibility of being injured on the spot and spurting blood.

Jian Wuhen groaned silently, and drank the bowl of tea in one gulp.

The killing aura immediately disappeared.

"call!"

The boys and girls gasped at the same time, dripping with sweat.

It can be seen how much pressure Jian Wuhen put on them.

Now they only have respect for Jian Wuhen. Could it be the suzerain who can have such great strength and kendo attainments?

And Hei Mu, who had darker skin, lay directly on the stone room floor without any image, gasping for breath.

Xiao Xue's clothes were already soaked with fragrant sweat, she had never seen such a terrifying person.

Even her father was not so powerful when he released his breath.

The clothes outlined Xiao Xue's perfect figure, but there was really no one to watch it now.

Everyone was lying on the ground tired.

"Congratulations, you have passed the assessment of Xiaoyao Jianzong. From now on, you are members of Xiaoyao Jianzong."

Jian Wuhen smiled slightly, took out a 15 yuan wooden sign with a sword drawn from the ring, and threw it in front of 15 people.

Little did they know that this action caused everyone except Xiao Xue and Liu Changqing to shrink their eyes.

It turned out to be a ring soul guide. This is a treasure that can sell tens of thousands of gold soul coins in the auction house.

"Thank you Sect Master."

One of the black-clothed disciples put the wooden plaque in his arms, cupped his fists and said respectfully.

"I'm not the suzerain."

Jian Wuhen smiled wryly and shook his head, "Compared with the suzerain, my strength is still too weak."

He also silently added in his heart that the strength of the nominal elder is even stronger.

Jian Wuhen, who had endured the field of Chenxin Seven Kills Sword head-on, knew that it not only represented a huge gap in soul power, but also a swordsmanship understanding that could not be caught up with flattery.

"You are not the suzerain?"

Everyone was shocked, originally thought that Jian Wuhen, who was the most powerful in this place, was the suzerain, but unexpectedly there was someone else.

Hearing what he just said, the strength is still too weak compared to the suzerain.

Just how strong is the suzerain?
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Jian Wuhen. I am the elder of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect and concurrently the deputy suzerain."

Jian Wuhen smiled.

Bei Qixing behind him also nodded, "This old man is called Bei Qixing, and he is the elder of Xiaoyao Sword Sect."

"Now, I'll take you to the place where the disciples will stay." Jian Wuhen said, "Remember, the disciple tokens are your identity documents, and in the disciple competition that will be held soon, this token represents you."

Then he was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "The suzerain is here."

"!"

The 15 people immediately stood up and patted the dust off their clothes one after another.

Just kidding, you must leave a good impression on the suzerain.

The door was pushed open.

The dazzling sunlight pierced into the dark stone room, and the few people who were shining could not open their eyes.

"Brother Wuhen, what is the strength of this group of disciples, can they get into your eyes?"

Xue Leihan's indifferent laughter came from the door.

"This sentence should be returned to you. Can these disciples still enter the eyes of the suzerain?"

The two joked with each other.

A fresh breath swept away the original heaviness.

Xueleihan was dressed in a white dress and a white robe behind her, she was really heroic.

Everyone opened their eyes stung by the light, and saw Xue Leihan's figure.

Some people were startled, why is this suzerain so young?

Could it be that Elder Jian is deceiving us?

Xue Leihan saw the puzzled look in his disciple's eyes, but he didn't think so.

So, let's prove it.

The Blue Rose Sword was unsheathed in an instant, bringing a free and easy smile on the corner of his mouth.

Blue Rose Domain, Free and Unfettered Sword.

You can't see through this breath!

All 15 took a step back, and two even fell down.

The sword qi was mixed with cold breath, but there was no murderous aura at all.

This is like life, both ups and downs.

This sword represents the world of mortals.

Xiao Xue's eyes instantly ignited a bright light, this kind of sword is even more powerful.

It can even be said that it is impeccable.

"I have been taught, so I am still a little bit behind you, the suzerain."

Jian Wuhen cupped his hands and said.

"Your path is different from mine, you don't need to imitate it." Xue Leihan shrugged helplessly, and withdrew from the Qingqiangwei domain, "I imitated the Hongchen swordsmanship belonging to Uncle Chen before, and I still couldn't get the essentials. Because , that is not my world of mortals."

"I understand."

Jian Wuhen's eyes lit up, and he laughed.

"Okay, you are the disciples who entered the sect this time, let me count..."

Xue Leihan's Blue Rose Sword flew back into the scabbard, and glanced at the disciples who stood there motionless.

"15 people, much better than I expected."

Xue Leihan spread her hands and said.

"My name is Xueleihan, you can call me Sect Master Xue, and you can come to ask me any questions about cultivation."

"Brother Wuhen, I will leave the follow-up matters to you. It's time for my practice."

Xue Leihan smiled at the fifteen disciples, then cupped his hands at Jian Wuhen.

"Yes, I know."

Xue Leihan heard the answer, turned around, and a pair of wings appeared behind her.

With a flutter of wings, Xueleihan flew into the clouds.

Those disciples stared blankly at the shrinking figure in the sky, feeling unreal for a while.

Xiao Xue couldn't believe it.

This Snow Sect Master is unexpectedly so young, but has already reached such a height.

"Elder Jian, I don't know the level of Soul Power of Sect Master Xue..."

A disciple clasped his hands and asked.

Jian Wuhen narrowed his eyes, and then replied: "The suzerain's soul power level is now 75, and he can go to 76 anytime, anywhere."

"scare!"

The disciples were stunned, what they experienced today was beyond their comprehension.

The suzerain who looks so young is already a level 75 soul saint?
"My decision was not wrong."

Xiao Xuemei's eyes glowed with enthusiasm, she muttered to herself as she watched the disappearing figure.

(End of this chapter)