Chapter 310: The medium-grade magic weapon comes out 2

Three or five days are fleeting, and another round of battle is about to begin.

What made Xiao Lingyu frown was that Jiang Kui had not come back yet by this time.

However, the battle between Miao Yan and Hao Ren was about to begin, so Xiao Lingyu didn't think too much about it.

Miao Yan is in the middle stage of the Earth Demon, and more than five thousand years have passed since ascension, but Hao Ren is in the early stage of the Earth Demon, who has just ascended less than a hundred years. Under normal circumstances, Miao Yan should have won steadily.

However, Hao Ren performed very well in the previous battle, and had a precedent for defeating his fellow disciples in the mid-stage Earth Demon. Therefore, many fellow disciples of the Dongji Demon Sect could not say exactly what the outcome would be.

However, before going to the arena, Hao Ren had completed the initial sacrifice and refining of the middle-grade magic weapon. In addition, he had a trump card ultimate move, Xiao Lingyu felt that Hao Ren should be able to win, provided that Miao Yan did not have any secret moves or the middle-grade magic weapon that had been sacrificed and refined for many years.

After a call, the battle began. Miao Yan took the lead and spread his arms out, and there were ten black light belts that looked like poisonous snakes, winding towards Hao Ren.

Hao Ren was not showing weakness either. He quickly pinched his fingers, and a black shield blocked him.

The ten black light bands were quite powerful. It took only a moment to smash the black shield to pieces. Although the power was greatly reduced, Hao Ren still tied up all over his body.

Miao Yan should know that there would be such an effect. Just as the shield was defeated, he bullied himself and slashed hard at Hao Ren's forehead.

Hao Ren's aura was surging, and magic power like spikes flew around him, and in a few moments, all the light belts like ropes were shattered into pieces.

Recovering his freedom well, before Hao Ren could cast other spells, he saw a big palm composed of pure magic slapped his chest.

Hao Ren shouted loudly, pushed his fists forward at the same time, and his skills rushed out like a flood gate, forming a magic fist.

After a bang, a shock wave of momentum swept across the entire competition arena.

Under the impact of this energy, Hao Ren couldn't stand firm. He couldn't help but take a few steps back before completely removing the energy, but Miao Yan didn't move a single step.

The tentative attack in one round was completed between two breaths, which was obviously a loss. Hao Ren suffered a little. In this competition between spells and skills, Hao Ren was not as good as Miao Yan.

However, Xiao Lingyu's expression was still very calm and he was very satisfied with Hao Ren's performance. If other early-stage monks of the Earth Demon came to the stage, they would probably be defeated directly when facing Miao Yan's three axes.

Hao Ren did not lose at all. He looked low and just pretended to be defensive and had no intention of taking the initiative.

Miao Yan knew that Hao Ren was not easy to deal with, and also knew that Hao Ren had a big move. If the big move was suddenly activated, even he might not be able to follow it. So after temptation, he did not go to work hard to find opportunities, but opened his mouth and sprayed a black light.

The black light was very spiritual. After blurting out, it hovered over Miao Yan's head and finally turned into a ruler-shaped magic weapon.

Feeling that the black ruler was only full of black magic weapon, Miao Yan was a little relieved, but did not sacrifice any magic weapons, but just took out a magic talisman and stuck it on himself.

The magic talisman is not a bad guy. At this time, the runes on it are constantly flowing, and Hao Ren's aura begins to rise again.

It’s not that Hao Ren doesn’t want to use magic weapons, but that he has no good magic weapons available at all. He has ascended to the late Mahayana stage cultivation world with his own cultivation level. Although the cultivation world does not lack magic weapons, most of them are in the hands of those powerful scattered demons, and rarely flows into the hands of Mahayana stage monks.

The situation is not yet critical, and Hao Ren doesn't want to take out the mid-grade magic weapon that Xiao Lingyu gave him too early.

After all, medium-grade magic weapons are good things, so it is best not to use them if you don’t have them. After all, Hao Ren still has a trump card and a big move that has not been used.

However, Xiao Lingyu frowned slightly when he saw this. He had already seen that Miao Yan had already decided to do his best to decide the winner and lose with one move. The use of this low-grade magic weapon ruler was just beginning. Once Miao Yan started attacking, the battle would be 80% of the time, but Hao Ren did not take it seriously, thinking that the other party was just going to compete with him for magic weapons.

After the black ruler was hovering over his head for a while, Miao Yan pointed forward with one arm, and it whizzed out, rushing towards Hao Ren while constantly trembling.

After each tremor, the same ruler will appear around the black ruler.

After a moment, there were eight rulers in front of Hao Ren, and they suddenly flew away and came from all directions at the same time.

Just as these eight rulers were besieging Hao Ren at the same time, Miao Yan did not stop. He opened his mouth and sprayed another black light, and a hammer-shaped magic treasure appeared.

"Medium-grade magic weapon!"

The monk with a high-level vision of watching the battle also exclaimed, because everyone had already seen that the sledgehammer was actually a medium-grade magic weapon!

"How could he have a medium-grade magic weapon?" Xiao Lingyu also felt a slump in his heart. Hao Ren's cultivation was originally worse than Miao Yan. If Miao Yan only had one low-grade magic weapon, Hao Ren had a greater chance of winning, but Miao Yan had an extra medium-grade magic weapon. Then Hao Ren would never have a chance to win based on his own ability.

Although Hao Ren also has a medium-grade magic weapon, he has not fully sacrificed and can only exert one or two percent of his power at this time.

When I saw Miao Yan's skills constantly pouring into the sledgehammer, the sledgehammer kept trembling slightly, Xiao Lingyu felt a little relieved. It turned out that Miao Yan had not been able to fully sacrifice and refine the sledgehammer for a while, and even drove the sledgehammer to fight.

Xiao Lingyu glanced around again and saw Fang Yu sitting not far away watching the battle with a grim smile. He could guess that the mid-grade magic weapon was probably what this kid lent to Miao Yan Bidou for use.

Xiao Lingyu moved his eyes to the battle arena again, and suddenly he was confused... The medium-grade magic weapon is also very useful to Fang Yu. He is about to usher in a battle that cannot be lost. How could he lend his magic weapon at such a critical moment? Even if Miao Yan immediately sent the magic weapon back after the battle, how could Fang Yu reprimand the medium-grade magic weapon in such a short time?

"Unless he has stronger magic weapons or fighting methods, either he is sure that Jiang Kui will not go on stage to compete with him." Xiao Lingyu thought with his eyes narrowed.

Just as Xiao Lingyu was thinking about it, the black ruler that turned into eight had been continuously blasted at Miao Yan.

Hao Ren had known that the other party had a low-grade magic weapon, so he would naturally be prepared. The magic talisman on his body suddenly exploded, and a stream of surging demon flames gushed out from his body, which made the eight black rulers stop at a place less than three feet away from his body.

Another light shout came from the rolling demon flames. Hao Ren flashed and broke away from the surrounding eight black rulers, and all the demon flames on his body disappeared.

Hao Ren was not at all unusual, and there was another magic talisman on his chest.

The sledgehammer was still hovering above Miao Yan's head, still trembling and unable to act. Miao Yan was still working hard. Although his skill was consumed greatly, and although his forehead had already had sweat beads of sweat, he was still trying to make the sledgehammer of this medium-grade magic weapon show its power.

The sledgehammer is so difficult to start either because it has problems itself or because its quality is too high.

It shouldn't be too high, after all, it's just a medium-grade magic weapon. No matter how high the quality is, even if Miao Yan's cultivation is only in the middle stage of the Earth Demon, as long as Miao Yan can sacrifice it, it will not be so hard, and it will take half a day to drive it.

It is probably because the sledgehammer itself has problems, so it resists Miao Yan's drive.

"Could it be that Fang Yu did not resolve the relationship with the sledgehammer to recognize the master, but only used some secret methods to make Miao Yan use it?" Xiao Lingyu suddenly thought of a possibility, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!