On the square stone tables, there was one sword or a few swords.
The shapes, scabbards, hilts, and colors of those swords were all different.
Some were heavy swords that needed to be held by both hands.
Some could be held with a single hand.
There were also soft swords, thin swords, and sabers.
The boys and girls surrounded the square tables and carefully picked and chose.
By the rules, they could only see with their eyes but not touch.
Once he reached out his hand, it meant he had chosen the sword.
Those qualified to choose had to be the ones with invitations.
Lin Beichen casually glanced and found that among those teenagers who had surrounded Cao Potian in the pavilion, only Dongfang Zhan qualified for choosing. People like Xiahou Chong and Xiahou Ang could only watch with yearning eyes but couldn’t join in.
“You turn out to fail to qualify for choosing. You just came to scrounge food, and you dared to challenge me just now?”
Lin Beichen seized the chance to taunt them.
Xiahou Chong and others looked gloomy but they couldn’t refute.
Dongfang Zhan had brought them in to watch the test.
“Hehe, I like it best when you’re angry but you can’t bring me down.”
Lin Beichen hurt them again.
Xiahou Chong and his companions almost vomit blood.
Lin Beichen was so freaking mean.
They howled in their hearts.
“Don’t get distracted. Come here and choose.”
Bai Qinyun pulled Lin Beichen closer to the tables.
The boys and girls surrounded different square tables and opened their eyes wide, carefully observing the swords. Lin Beichen could clearly felt that dozens of different Spiritual Force waves were spreading in the air silently.
It seemed that these geniuses all had practiced Spiritual Force.
He took a look at Bai Qinyun.
The girl had just enrolled herself in Third College and apparently hadn’t started practiced Spiritual Force. Her black eyes looked around; she looked like a fierce tigress that didn’t know how to start on its prey.
“Is this session meant to test the Spiritual Force?”
Lin Beichen pondered in the heart.
He released his Spiritual Force and fixed it on two swords on the table before him. He felt two streaks of light auras. One was as hot as fire, while the other as gentle as jade. They were totally different.
He liked neither of them.
Should he observe the swords with Spiritual Force and choose the one he felt the closest to?
“If that’s the case…”
He was in the middle of thinking when Bai Qinyun dragged the hem of his shirt.
The girl stood on tiptoe and managed to get closer to him and lowered her voice. “Hey, perv… Well, have you decided? Why do I feel like they’re all the same except the style? This one is good, and that too. How should I choose really?”
Lin Beichen looked at her with a grin.
The girl immediately said, “Don’t get me wrong. I’m not asking for help. I’m testing you. Actually, I’ve long decided, and that is that one…” She pointed to a think sword whose scabbard was decorated with hollow gold and silver carvings and said, “That sword looks good to me.”
Lin Beichen glanced at it and shook his head and said, “On the contrary, I think this one suits you.”
He pointed at a heavy sword that needed to be held by both hands on a left table. It was as wide as five palms; it’s 1.5 meters long, and it looked bluish.
“Don’t trick me.”
The girl’s eyes were filled with caution and doubt. She said, “The blade of the sword is even wider than my face and longer than me. It would make a door panel. Will it suit a little fairy like me?”
“Tsk.”
Lin Beichen said, “Believe it or not.”
Then, he ignored the proud little girl—after staying with her for some time, Lin Beichen found she was just an idiot full of crazy ideas. She wasn’t aloof at all, instead, she got angry often and secretly liked to fantasize.
Seeing him like that, Bai Qinyun folded her arms in front of her chest, lost in thought.
Should she listen to the pervert?
Lin Beichen stopped paying attention to her anymore.
He didn’t even bother releasing Spiritual Force.
He scanned those tables. On the first left square table, he casually picked up a 2-centimeter-wide and 1.6-meter-long huge silver sword, with a ridge of 10 centimeters. Then, it was settled.
He didn’t feel anything special toward the sword.
The point was it was enough heavy and huge, and the silver look made it look more expensive.
When the sword test was over, he should be getting more gold coins if he sold it.
As the first one to choose, he drew a lot of attention with his action at once.
The seniors didn’t look the same.
Chu Hen looked more shocked than agreed.
All the time, Lin Beichen had been using a standardized long sword and he had never used such a huge sword that required two hands to hold… Did this kid pick randomly? Or was he playing some trick?
Lin Beichen held the sword with both hands and waved it. The weight and feel were okay.
He then scratched the sword body with his fingers. It was indeed made of silver and looked like silver coins.
Lin Beichen smiled, satisfied.
He trailed the sword and let the blade screeching on the ground. There were sparks on the way. He ignored others’ gazes and approached Ding Sanshi with a grin. He said, “My teacher, Bai Haiqin has just called you brother. Did you learn your swordsmanship in Baiyun City?”
Ding Sanshi darted a glance at him and said coldly, “Who are you? Are we close?”
Lin Beichen giggled and said, “Come on. You look fake. Do you think it will work if you pretend not to know at this time? You’ve gifted me your Sword of Morals and taught me the hidden killing moves of the Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes. Everyone in college knows it… Hehe, you don’t want to get me involved? It’s a little late to dissociate yourself from me now.”
Ding Sanshi’s coolness instantly fell apart.
He snapped. “You think you’re smart and went here to make trouble for yourself. Why did you have to take the invitation? Can you give it a rest?”
“I fear trouble more than you do. If I could, I would definitely hide in the college like a coward. But I just can’t talk myself out of this. I’m a city-famous black sheep and scumbag, but I know one good turn deserves another.”
Lin Beichen rolled his eyes and said.
Of course, he didn’t want trouble.
He could just hide like a coward, silently growing up and waiting for a chance back to Earth.
However, Lin Beichen had to return this favor.
Perhaps, in the Internet world in his last life, he had always been a keyboard warrior who lashed out at people and sought justice, so he still wanted to poke his nose into others’ business now.
One could tell that when he risked pulling “Death” away from the swooshing truck.
At first, Lin Beichen wanted to wait and see in the sword test banquet. If Ding Sanshi could make it on his own and didn’t need help, then he would hide like a coward and pretended not to know Lao Ding.
Nevertheless, on the day, Cao Potian stood behind Bai Haiqin and other vigorous youngsters stood behind their seniors. Only Ding Sanshi sat on the seat for the main guest alone, looking a little old. When Lin Beichen saw that, when he saw that no one was behind his old teacher, for some reason, an emotion that he didn’t even understand just broke out in the depths of his heart.
Therefore, he chose to take the initiative to get closer to Ding Sanshi under everyone’s gaze.
Even if he knew that the Bai Haiqin and Cao Potian lot, and even the entire sword test tonight came at Ding Sanshi, and it’s not wise to get related to Ding Sanshi, he still chose to stand near his old teacher.
“Once a teacher, always a father.”
The city-famous black sheep smiled annoyingly and said, “At least tonight, I’m still your student.”