With the sound of war drums, the second day of the Xihai Martial Arts Arena battle began.
On dozens of isolated island stands, large and small, representatives of various sects have arrived and taken their seats, patiently waiting for the competition on the three major arenas to begin. According to the rules, the disciples of the Beiming Sect will be the first to enter the arena.
After the fierce competition on the first day, some disciples of the sect were completely eliminated, but there are still more disciples who are gearing up to try their best, hoping to stand out in today's battle and compete for the throne of the champion.
In the stands of the Tiancheng Sword Sect, the three elders Zuo Ci, Ye Wuxin and Yun Tianyin all looked solemn. They all knew about Long Fei's individual challenge to Qin Yun.
Although it is said that this is a grudge between the two people, in this Xihai Martial Arts Competition that attracts everyone's attention, it is no longer just the victory or defeat of the two, it is also related to the honor of the sect, so they can't help but ignore it.
Ye Wuxin asked angrily: "Qin Yun, why didn't you discuss it with our elders and accepted Long Fei's challenge in private? Do you still take us seriously?"
Among the three elders, he was the last to know about this incident in the morning. In addition, he had always had a prejudice against Qin Yun, so he felt extremely unhappy and scolded him mercilessly.
Zuo Ci said calmly: "Qin Yun informed me of this matter last night, and I have already agreed. Since it is a challenge proposed by others, we Sword Sect disciples have no reason to back down."
He explained a few words lightly, and Ye Wuxin was suddenly speechless and glared at Qin Yun unwillingly.
Among the three elders, Yun Tianyin has the most amiable character. She asked Qin Yun with some worry: "Qin Yun, how sure are you that you can defeat that Long Fei? I think he has bad intentions, so you should be more careful!"
Qin Yun bowed and said in salute: "Disciple still doesn't know Long Fei's current strength. However, I was able to defeat him once before, and this time will be no exception. Thank you for your concern, Master!"
Although his tone was calm, his words revealed unshakable confidence.
Zuo Ci nodded, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes: "Very good, I also believe you will win!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone say: "Haha, since Elder Zuo is so confident, how about we make a bet?"
Everyone couldn't help but turn their heads and look in the direction where the sound came from. They saw an old man in black robe standing on the edge of the island in the Beiming Sect's stands dozens of steps away, smiling and gesturing at them.
Next to the old man in black robes, there was an old man in green robes and a sword cultivator in white robes.
Qin Yun's eyes instantly collided with those of the white-robed swordsman, and they both saw burning fighting spirit in each other's eyes. The latter was none other than Long Fei!
Zuo Ci stood up calmly and laughed loudly: "Since Elder Ouyang is interested, I will accompany you. I wonder what Elder Ouyang wants to bet on?"
This black-robed old man with the compound surname Ouyang is a well-known figure in the Beiming Sect. Speaking of which, he and Zuo Ci know each other. They fought against each other at the Xihai Martial Arts Tournament decades ago, and the two sides ended up in a draw.
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Now that the black-robed old man is asking Zuo Ci for a bet, it is undoubtedly an invitation to fight in another situation. Zuo Ci will never back down and avoid a fight, just as Qin Yun will never refuse Long Fei's challenge!
The old man in black robe laughed and said: "Let's make the bet simpler and just bet on Lingyu."
He stared at Zuo Ci and said slowly: "I will offer three hundred top-grade spiritual jade, and bet that the dragon will win!"
Two well-dressed warriors holding silver plates came forward. The old man in black robes waved away the silk covering them, and two piles of neatly stacked snow-white jade immediately appeared in everyone's sight!
There was a sudden gasp of air from the surrounding isolated island stands.
Three hundred pieces of top quality spiritual jade!
This elder of Beiming Sect Ouyang's handiwork is absolutely shocking. You must know that many ordinary small sects have never seen even top-grade spiritual jade, let alone top-grade spiritual jade that is worth far beyond. And it is still three hundred.
So many blocks!
Those spiritual jades that emit a faint light are treasures and wealth that many people dream of. If they are exchanged for silver, they may be enough to buy a small vassal country and allow a family to live in luxury for three lifetimes.
Life.
And now, this astonishing wealth is actually being used as a bet!
By this time, the representatives of the sects had already learned about the duel between Long Fei and Qin Yun. As bystanders, they were also happy to watch the show of fighting between dragons and tigers. Everyone's eyes were focused on Zuo Ci.
How does he cope.
Since the old man in black robe dared to take out so many top-quality white jade, he must be sure of victory!
When the three hundred pieces of top-quality spiritual jade were taken out by the old man in black robes, Zuo Ci's expression could not help but change slightly, but then returned to normal.
He pondered for a moment, reached into his arms, took out a piece of colorful jade pendant, held it in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I accepted your bet, but I
But I have not prepared three hundred pieces of top-grade spiritual jade. If Elder Ouyang agrees, I will use this piece of protective jade as a pledge. What do you think?"
Zuo Ci led the disciples of the Sword Sect to participate in the Xihai Martial Arts Tournament. Of course, it was impossible to carry hundreds of pieces of top-quality spiritual jade with him. It was reasonable to use items of equal value as pledges.
The value of this protector jade itself is not high, and at most it is only worth a top-quality spiritual jade, but it is a token of the protector elder of the Tiancheng Sword Sect and represents the lofty prestige of the Sword Sect.
As a protector elder, Zuo Ci can never lose the protector jade. If he loses the protector jade to the old man in black robe, even if he redeems it with spiritual jade in the future, he will lose his identity as a protector elder.
It can be said that Zuo Ci staked his position and reputation in the Sword Sect!
As a high-ranking figure in Beiming Sect, the old man in black robe could certainly understand the meaning of Zuo Ci's holding out the protective jade jue, and he couldn't help but be moved by it.
"Elder Zuo is really happy!" He looked at Zuo Ci and sneered: "Then let's make an agreement!"
"Never regret it!"
Given their identities and positions, since they made a bet in full public view, there is absolutely no way they could go back on their word.
Looking at the guardian elder who had staked his status and reputation on him, Qin Yun suddenly felt a heavy pressure on himself. He opened his mouth to say something but didn't know what to say.
Zuo Ci reached out and patted his shoulder and smiled: "You don't have to worry about it. This is a personal grudge between me and him. Just let it go and fight. Even if I lose, I will never blame you!"
Qin Yun couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "This disciple will never disappoint the master's expectations!"
Long Fei suddenly sneered: "Qin Yun, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
Just now, the elders of the sect were betting against each other. Now it was the turn of the two sides to place bets. Long Fei's provocation did not surprise Qin Yun at all. He said calmly: "What do you want to bet on this time?"
Back then, when they were discussing swords in floating clouds, Long Fei lost to Qin Yun a piece of extremely precious black ink marrow jade. He obviously still kept this fact in mind and wanted to get it all back now.
Long Fei stared at him and said, "I'll bet your Ice Chi Pearl with a piece of black ink marrow jade!"
The Beiming Sect, like the Tiancheng Sword Sect, occupies a geomantic treasure land at the mountain gate of the sect. Among them, the Qingming Gorge located at the western foot of the Manglong Mountains is famous for producing rare black ink marrow jade, so Long Fei took out the black ink marrow jade.
It's normal as a bet.
Qin Yun smiled and shook his head and replied: "I'm really sorry, my Ice Chi Pearl has been given to Fairy Ming to be auctioned in exchange for disaster relief silver coins. Don't you even know about this? I don't have a second one with me.
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"However, I can bet you with another thing!"
Long Fei suddenly moved: "What is it?"
Qin Yun took off his sword and said coldly: "I will bet with you with this sword!"
Long Fei was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "Qin Yun, you have the nerve to gamble with me with the sword of the elder of your family. Isn't it embarrassing? If you can't make a decent bet, just say so.
I won’t mind either, hahaha!”
Qin Yun's original sword was damaged in the battle with Soge, so Zuo Ci lent his sword to Qin Yun. Many people saw it at the time, and Long Fei, who had been paying attention to Qin Yun, naturally knew it.
Already.
His pretense of arrogance was not due to his impetuous personality, but because he wanted to anger Qin Yun.
Using other people's things or the weapons of the elders in the sect as bets is not a praiseworthy thing in any case. Many people looked at Qin Yun with contempt.
Qin Yun smiled coldly and said, "Who told you that this sword belongs to my ancestor?"
Long Fei's laughter suddenly stopped and he looked at Qin Yun doubtfully.
Qin Yun said calmly: "This is my real sword. A piece of black ink marrow jade is not enough!"
"Not enough?" Long Fei sneered: "What kind of sword is this of yours? Isn't it enough to use a piece of black ink marrow jade?"
Black ink marrow jade is one of the four major marrow jade. It was extremely difficult for Long Fei to obtain this piece. Its value was as high as a top-quality spiritual sword. He absolutely did not believe that Qin Yun's sword could be more valuable.
Qin Yun did not answer and directly pulled the sword out of the scabbard.
Clang!
A sharp sword light instantly tore through the air, and the sword body vibrated and emitted a clear dragon roar.
bite!
The next moment, Qin Yun flicked his finger on the sword body, and the innate true energy was injected into the sword body. The long sword suddenly shined brightly, taking on the appearance of a white dragon, and flew straight into the sky!
"The sword spirit transforms into a divine weapon!"
Both Long Fei and the two old men in black robes and green robes all changed their expressions, and the former even showed an incredible look, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Only the spirit of a divine weapon can have the ability to manifest itself. There is no doubt that what Qin Yun is holding is a divine sword, and the fact that he can control the sword with his hand to activate the sword spirit proves that he has mastered this magical weapon!
