"Huh?" Ling Chuxi looked up at Fu Chengyu, "Where did you find out?"
"Fengyanhui." Fu Chengyu smiled, "E Shulan's weapon was given to her not long ago by the temple. It is a mother-and-son sword. It is said to be a peerless weapon. The small sword you see
It is a child sword, and it can be hidden in the mother sword as a hilt. It is hard to guard against. If you encounter her in a competition, be careful."
"Seeing that you are struggling with this issue, senior brother asked someone from the Fengyan Club to buy the news." Ling Yichen also laughed, "By the way, this is the highest level of accurate news. There is also a kind of booklet for sale outside. I want to participate in the competition this time.
Information about the masters, as well as bets." Ling Yichen raised the book in his hand, and he actually bought one.
"Bet?!" Ling Chuxi's eyes lit up, she snatched the booklet from Ling Yichen's hand and started flipping through it. Fifty people were listed in this booklet, and Ling Chuxi's name was on page eight. In addition to writing
Her name, as well as her basic information, such as where she is from, what college she originally studied at, and now she is studying at Fengyun College, her approximate strength, what her odds are, etc.
"How much does this booklet cost?" Ling Chuxi looked at the information of the people on the first few pages and asked casually.
"One tael of silver." Ling Yichen replied.
"Feng Yanhui is really good at doing business." Ling Chuxi snorted. One tael of silver is not much, but it is not a lot. The average family's annual expenses are only twenty taels. But for those with good conditions
For people, one tael of silver is not much. The problem is that this arena competition is nationwide. Looking at the people coming and going on the streets every day, you know how many people have poured into the capital. So many people come from far away to watch the competition.
, it is a waste of time and money, so naturally I won’t care about the one tael of silver. It is estimated that many people will buy this booklet. Fengyanhui, Fengyanhui, is so rich, it is really enviable and jealous.
"Who is this person? I've never heard of it." Ling Chuxi asked, pointing to the name on the first page.
"This is Bai Lihan, a student of Fengyun College. He went to other colleges as an exchange student, so you haven't seen him." Fu Chengyu explained beside him.
"Isn't Shao Nansong known as the number one master of Fengyun Academy? Will he be Shao Nansong's opponent? Why is he ranked on the first page?" Xia Zhuoyi had long known that Ling Chuxi had competed with Chu Jianyi and Shao Nansong.
Something happened, so now I asked with great confusion.
"Shao Nansong is called the number one master of Fengyun Academy because some people have seen his strength. But no one has seen his true strength in Bailihan. Shao Nansong has never challenged him." Fu Chengyu
He said in a deep voice, "Some people say that Baili Han has been tempered by the sky thunder."
"What?! Heavenly Thunder Tempered Body?" Lan Xinyu and others had already exclaimed, their eyes filled with disbelief.
You must know that the body is tempered by the thunder of the sky. According to legend, it is a vision that can only be achieved after breaking through the ninth level of fighting energy. This is also a huge watershed in the cultivation process of a warrior. Only after the meridians are tempered by the thunder of the nine heavens and the body is reshaped, the body can be reshaped.
Only a warrior can truly break through the physical limits, become a true peak warrior, and then understand the meaning of martial arts. However, the vast majority of warriors fell under this watershed and were chopped into charcoal alive by the thunder of the nine heavens.
Ling Chuxi is currently at the eighth level of fighting spirit and has not yet reached the ninth level, let alone the others.