My classmates chose martial arts and fantasy, but I chose the prehistoric world.

As soon as Elder Qin Yue finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve and disappeared into the void, leaving only one sentence echoing in the air:

"Three days later, at sunrise, we will practice swordsmanship here."

Before the mountain gate, only ten people remained, each holding a jade slip in their hand, with different expressions.

Meng Chuan probed the jade slip with his divine sense.

The next moment, a blurry figure appeared in his mind.

The figure was holding a long sword and practicing a sword technique.

The sword technique has only one move.

But this move seems to contain endless variations.

As the sword light flowed, it was sometimes as gentle and silent as a breeze; sometimes as fierce and violent as thunder; sometimes as continuous as a babbling brook; and sometimes as devastating as a volcanic eruption.

Meng Chuan's pupils contracted slightly.

This sword technique, though seemingly simple, is in fact incredibly profound.

It is not merely a sword technique, but an interpretation of a law—or rather, it integrates a certain law into the sword technique, using the sword as the carrier and the law as the core; the sword is the law, and the law is the sword.

"interesting."

Meng Chuan thought to himself.

He withdrew from his divine sense, opened his eyes, and looked at the other people around him.

The white-clad swordsman sat cross-legged, a jade slip pressed against his brow, his eyes closed, and the faint sound of swords echoing around him, clearly indicating that he was completely absorbed in the music.

The burly man frowned, clutching the jade slip and turning it over and over, muttering something under his breath, seemingly having a headache.

The woman in black remained indifferent, holding the jade slip without uttering a word, seemingly lost in thought.

The thin old man smiled and played with the jade slip, looking very confident, as if the swordsmanship was nothing more than child's play for him.

As for the other five, they were all individuals with their own opportunities and methods, and they were all comprehending that sword technique in their own way.

Meng Chuan withdrew his gaze, found a flat stone to sit on, held the jade slip in his hand, closed his eyes, and began to comprehend it.

……

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On the third day, at sunrise.

The first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting a faint golden glow on the black mountains of the Tianyuan Mountains.

Elder Qin Yue appeared on the mountain gate right on time.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the ten people below, his gaze calm.

"Three days have passed."

He asked calmly, "Who wants to go first?"

The ten people exchanged glances, all somewhat hesitant.

In such situations, being the first to appear is both an opportunity and a risk.

If you perform well, you will naturally leave a deep impression on the elders;

However, if you don't perform well, you may become a benchmark for others and be surpassed by those who come after you.

After a moment of silence, the white-robed swordsman was the first to step forward.

He walked to the center of the open space in front of the mountain gate, clasped his hands in a respectful bow to Elder Qin Yue:

"My name is Li Qinglian. Please enlighten me, Elder."

Elder Qin Yue nodded slightly but did not speak.

Li Qinglian straightened up and slowly drew the long sword from her waist.

The sword had a blade as clear and bright as autumn water, with a faint cold light emanating from its edge; it was clearly no ordinary weapon.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, as if preparing something.

next moment--

He moved!

A sword thrust out!

Om-! ! !

A beam of sword light shot into the sky!

The sword light was dazzling, like a blazing sun leaping from the horizon, illuminating the entire Tianyuan Mountain Range!

Within the sword light, the faint phantom of a blue dragon coiled and danced, emitting bursts of dragon roars, its power astonishing!

The air was torn apart, producing a sharp, piercing sound!

On the ground, a deep sword mark extended from Li Qinglian's feet, stretching for thousands of feet, turning all the black rocks in its path into dust!

Even space itself was subtly distorted!

This sword strike fully demonstrates the power of the fusion of multiple laws!

A hint of approval flashed in Elder Qin Yue's eyes.

"good."

He nodded. "To have comprehended the 'Azure Dragon Emerging from the Water' move to this extent, your talent in swordsmanship is indeed remarkable."

"Passed."

Li Qinglian sheathed her sword, a hint of joy on her face. She bowed to Elder Qin Yue and then stepped aside.

With the first person taking the plunge, the remaining nine also stepped forward to demonstrate their swordsmanship.

The second one to take the stage was that burly man.

He strode onto the stage carrying his enormous black battle axe, grinning, "My name is Xiong Batian. I don't know how to use a sword, only an axe! Elder, could you perhaps choose a different weapon?"

Elder Qin Yue glanced at him and said calmly, "Swordsmanship lies in the heart, not in the form. If you can use an axe to execute the essence of this sword technique, then you will pass the test."

"Okay!"

Xiong Batian was overjoyed. He swung his battle axe, shouted, and cleaved out a blow!

boom--!!!

The force of this axe strike was even greater than that of Li Qinglian's sword strike!

A violent axe-like aura roared out, transforming into a black, gigantic bear phantom that lunged forward with bared fangs and claws!

The ground shook violently, and a crack thousands of feet long spread out from the point where the axe blade struck, sending debris flying and dust billowing everywhere!

A visible black crack was torn open in the space, and it took several breaths for it to slowly heal!

Elder Qin Yue's eye twitched slightly.

"...Passed."

He said it expressionlessly.

Xiong Batian chuckled and stepped aside, carrying his battle axe.

The third one to take the stage was the woman in black.

She walked to the center of the field, holding the black dagger in her hand, her expression indifferent.

She didn't speak, but simply flipped her wrist—

A black streak of light silently streaked across the void.

There was no grand display, no dazzling light, and not even a sound.

But in that instant, everyone present felt a chill rise up their spines!

It was as if an invisible scythe of death was already at their necks!

Elder Qin Yue narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What a brilliant 'Shadow Stealth' technique."

He said slowly, "To integrate the 'sharpness' of swordsmanship into 'concealment,' and to interpret the transformation of the swordsmanship through the art of assassination... Interesting."

"Passed."

The woman in black nodded slightly, put away her dagger, and stepped aside.

The fourth person to take the stage was the thin, elderly man.

He walked to the center of the arena with a grin, scratched his messy hair, and said, "My name is Gu Chen. I'm getting old and my hands and feet aren't as nimble as they used to be. Please don't be offended if I don't perform well."

As he spoke, he extended two fingers, using them as a sword, and made a light stroke.

laugh--!!

A thin, hair-like sword aura shot out from his fingertip and disappeared into the void in front of him.

It looks ordinary.

But the next moment——

Rumble!!!

A small hill several thousand feet ahead suddenly split open from the middle!

The cut was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been split in two by an invisible divine sword!

Moreover, a sharp sword intent lingered at the cut, refusing to dissipate for a long time!

This move made everyone present gasp in astonishment!

A hint of surprise also appeared in Elder Qin Yue's eyes.

"Using fingers as a sword, the sword intent is restrained, and the sharpness is not revealed... What profound swordsmanship skills."

He gave Gu Chen a deep look, "Pass."

Gu Chen chuckled, cupped his hands in greeting, and stepped aside.

Next, the other five people took turns to perform their swordplay.

Someone executed the sword technique in a standard and conventional manner. Although it wasn't particularly impressive, it still met the passing standard.

Some, however, underperformed, running out of steam halfway through their swordplay and being ruthlessly eliminated by Elder Qin Yue.

Some people tried to take shortcuts and try to get away with it, but Elder Qin Yue saw through them at a glance and waved them away.

Ultimately, seven out of ten people passed the test, while three were eliminated.

The three who were eliminated, though unwilling, did not dare to act recklessly in front of Elder Qin Yue and could only leave in a dejected manner.

At this point, seven people remain.

Li Qinglian, Xiong Batian, the woman in black, Gu Chen, and three other successful test-takers.

And Meng Chuan.

He was the last one to go on stage.