The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Not Only the Strength of a Seven Star Swordsman

“Bang!”

A sudden punch flashed past his eyes like a bolt of lightning. He felt a sharp pain in his face and a fishy smell surged from his mouth. The swordsman hurriedly covered his mouth with one hand and drew his sword with the other.

As soon as his hand touched the hilt of the sword, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. A steel-like force restrained his wrist. The swordsman instinctively struggled, and the feeling of his bones distorting and shattering came. He did not dare to move.

“Trash!” Beiting Huang returned the two words to him.

The four guilds hall had always been crowded with people. Many people gathered early in the morning and late at night.

At this moment, everyone in the hall stopped. Beiting Huang’s attack was as fast as lightning. Those who were at a lower level did not even have time to see how Beiting Huang attacked. The swordsman who had a conflict with her was thrown to the ground by her. Then, she stepped on the man’s abdomen. Her foot slipped and landed on his waist. She kicked him hard, and he was already flying.

THUD!

The sound of something heavy falling to the ground sounded at the door, raising a ring of dust.

Beautiful! All his movements were coherent, smooth, and smooth!

The entire hall was filled with exclamations. At this moment, no one cared about the swordsman who had been kicked out as cannon fodder. Everyone’s eyes were on the handsome youth in the black robe.

She clapped her hands and turned around calmly. She asked the receptionist behind the counter, who was so shocked that she could not close her mouth, “Miss, what level is that swordsman just now?”

“Huh? Oh?” The receptionist came back to her senses and stole a glance at Beiting Huang. Her heart raced and her face turned red. She didn’t expect the ninth young master, who wasn’t a good-for-nothing, to be so handsome. She didn’t dare to treat the ninth young master poorly anymore. She checked the data and said, “Yes, he’s a seven star swordsman!”

“Very good. Then I should be qualified to be a Seven Star Swordsman, right?” Beiting Huang said indifferently.

Sword Masters and Spirit Masters all had special badges, on which had some patterns and symbols were used to indicate their level. The real test of the level of a swordmaster was to place a small ball of standard weight in a long, fragile bottle. When a swordmaster used a sword to hit the small ball, they had to grasp the speed and strength well so that the small ball would not break the long bottle.

The long bottle would be labeled with levels. The level of the small ball would correspond to the level of the swordmaster.

Of course, this method was only used for the grade assessment of earth stage swordmasters. Once one reached the heaven stage, there would be another set of assessment criteria, but it was rarely used. Firstly, there were very few heaven stage swordmasters. Secondly, heaven stage swordmasters were popular in the entire continent and did not care about the grade of their badges.

“This, this… Ninth Young Master, I’m afraid…” The receptionist didn’t dare to break the rules of the assessment, nor did she dare to reject him directly. Just as she was in a dilemma, someone answered on her behalf.

“Please register this swordmaster as a seven star swordsman and give her a badge!”

An old man with white hair and beard slowly walked down the stairs. He held the stairs with his hand and looked down at Beiting Huang. However, the kindness in his eyes did not make Beiting Huang uncomfortable. Beiting Huang nodded gratefully at him, and the old man came down with a smile. “I just saw that you’re very skilled. You’re not just a Seven Star Swordsman.”

Beiting Huang didn’t know this old man, but it didn’t mean that the others didn’t know him.

“Ah, it’s Sir Cang Mu. Sir Cang Mu is a Star Sword Master!”

“Sir Cang Mu said that the Ninth Young Master is more than a Seven Star Swordsman. What does that mean?”

“It means that the ninth young master is not a piece of trash!”

Luobei City was a small place. There were many Level 1 professionals here. Even a Level 2 professional was a powerhouse, let alone a Heaven Class professional like the Star Sword Master. He was like a god here.