How to Train a Wolf in Another World

The sparring match was arranged in the flower garden near Luochuan Pavilion. The arrangement of tables and chairs was the same as that of Tianshan Jianmen's departure assessment. The only difference was that the blueprints and brushes for drawing weapon atlases, as well as the precision necessary for refining weapons had been placed on the table. Steel, cold iron.

Xiao Qingchen roughly estimated that there are more than 600 tables, that is to say: there are already more than 600 swordsmiths under the Ling family.

But then, Ling Shao told him: The sparring match is divided into two rounds, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.

The theme of the assessment is: sword.

Only weapons above the spirit weapon level and with additional attributes can be considered qualified.

Those who are out will be expelled from the Ling family.Of course, this is a pleasant statement.

Xiao Qingchen naturally wouldn't naively think that being unqualified was just as simple as being expelled, and if he was more careless, he might lose his life...

"Uncle, you should perform well, remember, don't hide your strength casually."

Ling Shao exhorted solemnly, paused again, and then left.

Xiao Qingchen pursed his lips thoughtfully, he was too lazy to explore those colleagues around him who were obviously hostile to him, but just stared intently at the blueprint on the table, and sighed slightly for a long while.

It's really rushing the ducks to the shelves...

"Qingchen, is there something wrong with this blueprint?"

Ye Hen was still in an invisible state, standing peacefully by Xiao Qingchen's side, that well-behaved appearance was completely different from the performance when he just went crazy!

Xiao Qingchen didn't look back, but asked in a deep voice: "If it were you, what would you do?"

"Go all out."

"Really."

Xiao Qingchen looked at Yehen in surprise, the man's clear eyes were full of seriousness, and seemed to be pointing.

Go all out?

Xiao Qingchen also wanted to know what the result of his all-out effort would be...

It's just that it shouldn't be the case now.

However, he had no choice at all.

The quality of the final weapon depends on...God's will.

Even Fei Mo Ya, who was once known as the number one swordsmith in the White Empire, forged [-] mortal weapons in a row before he produced a high-grade fairy weapon.

Xiao Qingchen hesitantly picked up the paintbrush. The subject of the assessment was the sword. To be precise: what the Ling family wanted was... the Yinlong Sword.

Just as he was hesitating how to write, Xiao Qingchen suddenly noticed a strange gaze, and the moment he raised his head, he was slightly taken aback...

It's Ling Xiao.

Just like the moment when we first met at the Tianshan Sword Gate, Ling Xiao was dressed in a long robe and white clothes Shengxue, with blond hair and blue eyes, which made his unparalleled handsome face even more dazzling.

Even standing in the vast crowd and taking a quick glance, he couldn't ignore his existence.

Xiao Qingchen secretly clenched his left hand hidden in his sleeve, took a deep breath, and calmed down his heartbeat.

It's ridiculous to think about it...

Standing at thirty, he has already passed the age of impulsiveness and passion. When he met Ling Xiao, he was as excited as a young man who was just in love.

Fortunately, this excitement was only hidden in his heart, buried so deep that even Ling Xiao didn't notice it except himself.

After Xiao Qingchen calmed down, he immediately lowered his head, pretending to be serious about drawing...

Ling Xiao subconsciously took two steps towards Xiao Qingchen, stopped in time, and then turned to the other side - where Gu Jiuyue was.

Xiao Qingchen held the pen, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and was silent for a moment, inspiration swept in like a tide...

The Ling family wanted the Dragon Singing Sword, and all the swordsmiths would do their best to forge a "Dragon Singing Sword", and draw out the divine weapon they imagined...

Xiao Qingchen didn't want to attract too much attention, but he had to retreat completely. The only way was... to follow the crowd.

He does what others think.

If he did the opposite, although it would attract more attention, it was not what he expected.

On the other side, Ling Xiao had already walked to Gu Jiuyue's side, and after a few routine exhortations, he left in a hurry.

This sparring match was not his idea, if it was not for the sake of the face of the elders of the Ling family, he would not have appeared here at all, wasting time.

Even though Gu Jiuyue is extremely talented, Ling Xiao is more aware of one point: none of the swordsmiths under the Ling family have the ability to create middle-grade immortal weapons.

Even Gu Jiuyue, who he is optimistic about, can't do it.

except for one...

Wing empty.

After leaving Tianshan Jianmen, Ling Xiao didn't regret that he let Yi Kong go easily...

Although Ziying and Baiyang unanimously ruled that the Qingchen Sword is only a high-grade mortal weapon, even though he doesn't know the technique of identification, his intuition tells him: those two old foxes are lying.

He could have made the opponent submit with a little trick.

Unfortunately, in the end, he gave up.

It would be a lie to say no regrets.

On the way to leave Tianshan, I saw a down-and-out young man selling a sword, and that sword was so similar to Qingchenjian...

Without even thinking about it, Ling Xiao bought the sword and named it Wushuang.

Until returning to the Ling family's main house, Wushuangjian was identified as... a high-grade spiritual weapon.

At that moment, Ling Xiao smiled, and there was a daunting chill in his shallow smile.

Ling Qi, who was traveling with him, could be regarded as the person who knew the whole incident best.

But when Ling Qi guessed that the Patriarch would send someone to track down Yi Kong's whereabouts, Ling Xiao waved his hand lightly and said, "Don't worry about anything."

Don't worry about anything.

Even if Yi Kong's talent is high, so what?

A person who cannot be used by him will end up with...death.

But he didn't want Yikong to die, to be precise, right now, Yikong couldn't die yet.

So at that moment, Ling Xiao chose to forget, to forget the existence of that person.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

He was actually taken back to the Ling family by Ling Shao.

Ling Xiao lowered his eyes and chuckled: This time, can you escape smoothly?

At every moment, the sparring match officially began.