After a while, Yan Lun came back to his senses, only to realize that he was staring at the other party for a long time, a little rude.

###Chapter 9: Enter Zhenwu###

(' The girl walked towards Yan Lun and stood in front of him, the two were about the same height.

"you··"

The girl was about to ask what rank he was, when she suddenly saw the badge on Yan Lun's chest, and then said in surprise:

"... Second-rank martial artist?"

Yan Lun followed her gaze and nodded.

"Yes, I just participated in the selection yesterday and officially became a second-rank martial artist."

His tone sounded calm and confident.

At this time, Zhuo Yun and Gu Di ran over and checked Yan Lun's body everywhere.

"Yan Lun, are you okay? What happened just now?"

Then turned around and drank to the three girls:

"Why are you so bold, this is the city, and it is forbidden to ride a horse! You almost hurt my friend again, please apologize quickly! Otherwise, we will go and sue Lord Chengfang!"

As soon as the voice fell, a man and a woman behind the girl laughed at the same time, as if they heard a joke.

The girl in front waved her hand, signaling the two not to talk too much.

"This fierce horse suddenly went mad because I didn't tame it and bumped into you unintentionally. I apologize to you."

The girl seemed to be apologizing in her words, but her tone was not too apologetic.

"I hope there will be an opportunity to meet in the future, farewell."

After speaking, he left with the other two, and soon, a team of soldiers came and took three black cloud foals.

After the three of them walked for a long time, Yan Lun took a long time to calm down and feel a little lost.

"Yan Lun, when did you have such a practice?"

Gu Di asked in surprise.

"Yes, there was a time when Teacher Fang Wei was in class when a dead wood fell from the mountain and almost knocked us down. Teacher Fang Wei stepped forward and punched the dead wood, just like you just now! Do you already have the strength of Teacher Fang? ?"

Yan Lun sighed and didn't know how to explain it to them, so he could only pull the two of them out of the city.

"Let's go back and talk, it's getting late, let's go back to Zhao Village first."

After returning, Yan Lun explained that it took them a long time to understand that it was "potential".

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Mother and neighbors were very happy to know that Yan Lun became a warrior, but it was not until Fang Wei came to Yan Lun's house in person that people knew what Yan Lun's achievements were!

Terimura is the only second-rank warrior among the teenagers who participated in the selection of warriors this time.

There seems to be no neighboring villages either.

This is incredible, everyone knows that Yan Lun is the first in the village, and they congratulate him.

Two days later, Yan Lun's father came back and brought Yan Lun a very precious gift.

A soldier!

Soldiers are a level of weapons, which represent the finest in weapons and are relatively rare.

Although the weapons of this level are known as soldiers, the real army and warriors only have soldiers of some corps leaders and above.

Yan Lun never expected that his father would give him such a precious gift.

This is a short sword, a soldier-level short sword, which is one foot shorter than ordinary swords. It is very handy for Yan Lun now, and it is more convenient to carry. It is obviously tailor-made by Yan Li for his son. .

It only took Yan Lun two or three days to use this weapon very smoothly. This soldier was cut like iron. Yan Lun made a scabbard with dead wood and wild boar skin, and hung the short sword by his side. Almost never leave.

One day, a young man came to Zhaocun, someone Yan Lun had been waiting for for a long time.

People from the real martial arts world came to take Yan Lun to officially join the real martial arts world, and by the way, conduct a more accurate test on him.

This person is the man in strong suit who talked with Yan Lun for a long time in the martial artist selection competition that day, his name is Yijiu.

"After joining the Zhenwu world, you can call me senior brother, or just call me by name."

Yijiu said to the remarks on the road.

"I'd better call you senior brother. You are older than me and started earlier than me. It's disrespectful to call you by your name."

Yan Lun said that although they practiced martial arts, on weekdays, whether Fang was a teacher or his parents, his education was very decent.

But Yijiu didn't care.

"You don't have to be so restrained. There are all brothers in the real martial arts world. Besides, isn't it just a name for someone to call you? Why be like those old guys."

Only then did Yan Lun feel that the other party was easy to get along with. Although he was young in mind, after a few conversations, he felt very familiar with Yijiu, but he still felt that he could not be called by his first name, so he was called "Brother Yijiu" from now on. .

Kuncheng in the Zhenwu world is naturally distributed in the city, and it is a large manor.

In fact, although the Zhenwu world is a very large organization in the Qinxiang Empire, it is not the kind of gang that people think of, but a group with a high degree of freedom.

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