Weng Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xiang Lingtian, obviously a little unhappy.
But because Ling Tian flattered him, he didn't have the nerve to get angry at Ling Tian, "What I control is indeed the law of strength. But as I said just now, I only use 30% of the strength. As a false holy weapon, even 30% of my strength can withstand it."
If not, can it still be regarded as a qualified pseudo-sacred weapon?"
"Whether it is an imperial weapon, a pseudo-sacred weapon, or a holy weapon, it is not indestructible without the blessing of a warrior's power. It is normal that it cannot withstand 30% of your strength. Let alone your Excellency, even
I can easily transform it."
Ling Tian smiled and answered Weng Ping slowly.
In fact, the force Weng Ping used just now was not just 30%.
A conservative estimate would suggest that 80% of the power has been used.
However, Ling Tian was afraid of embarrassing the other party, so he did not tell the truth.
However, his words still attracted strange looks from everyone in Wujiabao.
Only by controlling the law of force can Weng Ping be able to transform a pseudo-sacred weapon without the blessing of a warrior's power.
How could Ling Tian be so confident that he could do this?
"Only you?"
Weng Ping raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing contempt in his eyes.
In the lobby, even Wu He, who was in the upper realm of the Holy King, could not easily transform a pseudo-sacred weapon as he had just done using only his strength.
Because he knew very well that he wanted to do this.
At the very least, you must control the laws of strength in the fifth level!
Ling Tian is just a lower-level Saint King, even if he practices the law of strength.
The realm of laws that I control now is only the fourth level.
"You don't believe it?"
Ling Tian looked at Weng Ping with a smile, his face calm.
"Come, let me see you."
Weng Ping looked Ling Tian up and down, sneered, and at the same time turned his hand and took out a pseudo-holy weapon level sword and threw it into Ling Tian's hand.
Ling Tian took the sword and was not in a hurry to show it off. He cast an uncertain look at Weng Ping, "Your Excellency! Is this fake holy weapon from my Wujiabao?"
"how?"
Weng Ping squinted at Ling Tian.
"I'm worried that if I deform this false holy artifact, you may mistakenly think that it's the quality of my false holy artifact from Wujiabao. If you insist on showing me, please ask me which pseudo-holy artifact you think is qualified.
device."
Ling Tian took two steps forward, presented the sword in his hands with both hands, and at the same time bowed and respectfully made his request.
"interesting."
Weng Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, not believing that Ling Tianzhen could do this.
Simply, he followed Ling Tian's wishes, and after taking back the sword from Ling Tian's hand, he immediately took out a long sword and threw it at Ling Tian, "This sword does not belong to your Wujiabao. Now, you always
Can you show it now?"
Ling Tian looked at the long sword in his hand, assumed an awkward posture, and did not speak for a long time.
"Why don't you show what you can do?"
Weng Ping thought that Ling Tian was riding a tiger and couldn't get off because he was afraid of making a fool of himself, so he couldn't help but sneered again, "Boy, are you talking big words and flashing your tongue?"
"I'm just a little worried."
Ling Tian shook his head.
"worry about what?"
Weng Ping looked contemptuous.
Ling Tian raised the long sword in his hand and explained in an awkward manner, "The quality of this sword seems not as good as my fake holy weapon from Wujiabao. I'm afraid that I might break the sword if I exert too much force later."
.I am even more afraid that your Excellency will ask me to compensate for this sword later."
"You think too much."
Weng Ping sneered, and then said generously, "I asked you to show it. If you really break this sword, I will never let you compensate."
"Your Excellency's magnanimity is admirable."
Ling Tian found the opportunity and complimented him with a smile.
Weng Ping's voice was cold, and his eyes flashed with coldness, "But if you can't break the sword in your hand, you can't even deform the sword. This can only prove that the quality of your Wujiabao's fake holy weapon is
Unqualified. As the industry benchmark in Zishan County, I, Cangbing Pavilion, will never allow low-quality fake holy weapons to be circulated in Zishan County. Therefore, I will confiscate the fake holy weapons from your Wujiabao and have them destroyed!"
"Your Excellency is right. Low-quality fake holy artifacts should not be circulated in Zishan County. Although I cannot prove whether these fake holy artifacts in Wujiabao are qualified. But I will definitely prove what I just said. With my humble skills
The strength can also easily deform the fake holy weapons, so your previous action of ordering my Wujiabao fake holy weapons to transform does not prove that the quality of my Wujiabao fake holy weapons is not good."
Ling Tian said with a smile and placed the sword in his hand horizontally in front of him.
Holding the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand, the other hand clamped the blade between two fingers.
He made exactly the same action as Weng Ping did before.
Suddenly, everyone in Wujiabao became nervous.
They did not stop Ling Tian, but had some expectations for Ling Tian.
But that doesn't mean they aren't worried.
Ling Tian's move was a very risky move in Wu He's eyes.
Wu He was also an old man, and he had already understood Weng Ping's meaning from his words and deeds.
Deliberately saying that the quality of their Wujiabao fake holy artifacts is not good is just to lower the price.
If Ling Tian could really deform the sword in his hand and hit Weng Ping in the face, it would make Weng Ping lose his reason to lower the price.
But if he couldn't, Weng Ping could really do something to confiscate these fake holy artifacts from Wujiabao.
As for letting people destroy it afterwards, it is just empty words, Weng Ping will never do that.
At this time, Ling Tian had quietly circulated the Chaos Scripture and activated his Chaos Holy Body.
Then, the power of the fourth level chaos law emerged in him.
When his fingertips exerted a little force, the sword in his hand immediately had a certain arc.
However, this does not mean that Ling Tian has transformed this long sword.
The key still depends on whether the long sword can return to its original shape after Ling Tian lets go.
However, Ling Tian at this time had no intention of letting go.
"Law of Chaos?"
Weng Ping noticed the power lingering on Ling Tian's fingertips and narrowed his eyes slightly.
At this moment, he finally understood.
The law of chaos, like the law of force, is one of the ten laws.
But compared to the law of strength, it is more difficult to practice.
Which one of the two is stronger has not been determined accurately.
It only depends on the strength of the warrior who controls these two powers.
Weng Ping now has some doubts. Ling Tian, who is in the lower Saint King realm, can really use the laws of the fourth realm to deform a long sword at the level of a pseudo-sacred weapon, right?
boom!
Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded in the lobby.
As Ling Tian exerted his strength again, the sword in his hand instantly shattered into two pieces.
The eyes of everyone in Wujiabao flashed, and Weng Ping's face suddenly darkened.
"Sir, it seems that the quality of this sword is really not good."
Ling Tian, who successfully broke the sword in his hand, threw the two pieces of the sword in front of Weng Ping's feet like trash, but said with a bitter smile, "Your Majesty used 30% of your power to deform my Wujiabao pseudo-sacred long sword.
I also only used 30% of my strength, but the sword broke directly. I think the reason for this is that it must not be that your strength is not as good as mine. Then it can only be that the quality of the sword you gave me is too poor, far inferior to mine.