The four hundred and thirtieth chapters of the magic weapon (six)
"Comrades, today is the last day of the Divine Weapon Competition. It was supposed to be hosted by the host himself, but the host suddenly felt something in his heart two days ago and is now in retreat. I can only say sorry."
As soon as Chen Yuan finished speaking, many people suddenly showed disappointment, especially those first-class masters. For them, the temptation of the magic weapon was on the one hand, but the key was Tang Shang's guidance. After all, as a perfection level expert
, if you can give me some pointers, they will definitely benefit a lot.
But now, Tang Shang is in seclusion.
Of course, even though they were disappointed, they could only express their congratulations. After all, not everyone can feel something in their hearts and retreat. This means that Tang Shang must have had some understanding. Although it is impossible to take that step directly, but time and time again
After accumulating, sooner or later you can break through the barrier and take that step.
"But you don't have to be disappointed. Although the master is in retreat, he has also invited a friend who is as powerful as him to host this final competition for him."
Chen Yuan's words once again caused an uproar among many people, and even more people were secretly surprised. The only person who could be on par with Tang Shang was a perfection-level powerhouse. No one expected that under such circumstances, Tang Shang could actually
Can invite a perfect level powerhouse.
"grown ups!"
Having said this, Chen Yuan suddenly bowed. As for some first-class strong men who were originally sitting on the high platform, they also stood up in a hurry, with respectful expressions. Facing a perfection-level strong man, no one dared to be disrespectful, otherwise they would be dissatisfied with their longevity.
Already.
Even the seventh-grade masters are not worth mentioning in front of the perfection-level experts, not to mention that most of them are only at the fourth or fifth grade, and the highest one is only at the sixth grade.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes dimmed, and then a figure appeared. As for how this figure appeared, they did not notice at all, but when they saw the figure in front of them clearly, they all opened their mouths in shock.
All this was just because the figure in front of him was too young, but immediately, someone's expression changed, as if he had thought of something.
"I've met you, sir." Chen Yuan saluted Mu Yi with the right gesture.
"I've met you, sir." The others had no choice but to call Chen Yuan. After all, a perfection-level expert, even if he is just a Sanren, is enough to be called a sir. Regardless of Mu Yi's age, their
This kind of title is nothing.
Moreover, the meaning of this lord is completely different from that of that lord. It is not the kind of lord, lord, or big shot in the officialdom. It is a kind of honorific title for the strong.
"You don't have to be polite, I just came to take a look, everything is as usual." Mu Yi nodded to a few people, but although he said so, others would not really take his words seriously, facing a perfection-level powerhouse
, who can and who dares to ignore it?
It wasn't until Mu Yi sat down at the main table that everyone heaved a sigh of relief. After all, hearing about the shadow of a famous tree was one thing before, but seeing it with one's own eyes was another thing, especially Chen Yuan's words made it clear
Mu Yi was as strong as Tang Shang at the Perfect Level, so no one thought he was lying. As for some rumors in the world, they were dismissed unfairly.
In fact, at this moment, even if everyone knew that Mu Yi had an ownerless magic weapon, they did not dare to think of snatching it.
As for the audience, after a moment of silence, there was a sudden explosion. Many people would never even see a perfection level powerhouse in their lifetime, especially such a young perfection level powerhouse. Many people in the audience also thought of Mu Yi.
identity.
In Nanyang Mansion, he is so young and probably the only one in the rumors. But when did he become good friends with Tang Shang? This is the most puzzling thing in many people's minds. Of course, some people seem to have thought of it.
What? His expression changed drastically.
Most of these people are the leaders of small forces nearby. Although they are not very strong, they are all excellent people. In their eyes, Mu Yi suddenly hosting the magic weapon competition is definitely not as simple as Tang Shang retreating. After all, Yi Tang
Even if a powerful person like Chang Yuancheng doesn't come out, who would dare to have an opinion?
"The sky is going to change." Many people muttered silently with ugly faces. The long-awaited competition between first-class masters suddenly became boring.
These things that second-rate masters can think of, the first-rate masters on the stage can naturally think of. While being shocked by the close relationship between Mu Yi and Tang Xizhai, they also began to make plans in their hearts. Now that the chaos has become apparent, even if they have no ambitions,
You have to think about yourself and the people around you.
Chen Yuan saw everyone's expressions in his eyes and just laughed secretly. The world is in chaos, who can be alone? I'm afraid even those thousand-year-old sects can't stay out of it. The alliance between Tangxi Zhai and Zhuque Hall has ambitions, but there are more
It's for self-protection.
"On the last day of the Divine Weapon Competition, you all can go on stage to show off your talents, and you may even have the opportunity to receive personal guidance from the adults." Chen Yuan spoke slowly. The adults he called naturally meant Mu Yi, and in the past, Tang Shang
This is also why I hosted the final day of competition.
After all, when the first-class masters reach the level, pure magic weapons are no longer very attractive. They hope to obtain magic weapons. Of course, if Tang Shang's personal guidance is added, it will be different.
Sure enough, after Chen Yuan's words fell, many people's eyes brightened. No matter how young Mu Yi was, he was still a perfection-level powerhouse. He came out of the Yellow River Ancient Road where Master Pudu, Fan Yuan, and Longhushan Laotian Master were buried.
The strong one.
"I've seen the flag bearer." At this time, a figure jumped onto the ring, first bowed to Mu Yi, and then looked around, "Since no one is coming, I, Xue Wu, can make the move."
This Xue Wu was in his forties. He looked like a scholar, with a bit of elegance. He had a long sword hanging on his waist and a folding fan in his hand. He did not call him Master Mu Yi, but called him the flag bearer.
It's profound, and since he came on stage first, it's easier for people to remember him.
"Xue Wu, this Nanyang Mansion is not your Baoding Mansion." Immediately afterwards, another middle-aged man jumped onto the ring and saluted Mu Yi, and then looked at Xue Wu coldly.
The young man is much shorter than Xue Wu, but he is very strong and holds a heavy round hammer in his hand.
"Sir, this Xue Wu is from Baoding. He was born in Green Forest. He is ranked seventh among the Thirteen Taibao and has first-level strength. The name of the wielder of the round hammer is Yin Chang'an. He was born in Nanyang Mansion and is a casual cultivator. That sledgehammer was made by him in the second-rate
When he was at his peak, he came to seek help, and the master from Zhaizhong refined it for him. He has some connections with Tangxi Zhai and me, and his strength is also first-class."
While the two people were talking on the stage, Chen Yuan had already quietly communicated their identities and introduced Yin Chang'an with a few more sentences. It was clear at a glance how close and distant they were.
The two of them seemed a little uncomfortable. After talking for a few words, they started to attack in unison. Xue Wu did not pull out the long sword at his waist. It was more like an ornament. The weapon he used was the folding fan in his hand. This
At that time, everyone also discovered that the folding fan was clearly made of fine iron.
There are many strange combinations of fans who use the fan, so Xue Wu's steps are nimble and his body skills are even more superior. On the other hand, Yin Chang'an is moving straight forward with a sledgehammer in his hand. The obviously heavy sledgehammer seems as light as nothing in his hand. It is clearly that he has achieved
Understand the realm of lifting weights and taking them lightly.
Although the two are only at the first level, they have rich fighting experience. It is obvious that it has not been a day or two to reach this level. Judging from the fighting process of the two sides, they are also familiar with each other. It is estimated that this is not the first time they have fought against each other. However, with their equal strength,
It is obviously difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.
But at this time, no one had any objections. Most people were staring intently, and those who were stronger than two people did not look down on it, but looked more seriously.
Finally, after the two of them fought for a stick of incense, Xue Wu revealed a flaw. His accurate hand was not a flaw, but the fan in his hand could not withstand the power of the round hammer, and it suddenly opened, and Yin Changan also
Consciously seeing an opportunity, he turned the round hammer and rushed to Xue Wu.
"choke!"
At this moment, a clear sword cry resounded, and everyone's eyes suddenly flashed. The long sword used for decoration on Xue Wu's waist had been unsheathed, and it instantly pierced Yin Changan's chest.
"ah!"
Many people in the audience exclaimed. They really didn't expect the change to happen so quickly. Yin Changan had the upper hand before and was about to win. But in the blink of an eye, Xue Wu's long sword was unsheathed and moved with lightning speed.
Stabbed Yin Changan.
Just when everyone thought Yin Changan was bound to lose, something changed again. Yin Changan curled his left hand around Xue Wu's long sword, and at the same time, the round hammer continued to hit Xue Wu's head.
"Haha, Yin Chang'an, you win this time."
At this critical moment, Xue Wu suddenly gave up the sword in his hand, backed up directly, and jumped off the ring. Although he admitted defeat, his eyes looking at Yin Changan were full of pride.
"You are very good." Yin Changan stared at Xue Wu bitterly. He did not expect that Xue Wu was hiding so deeply. He had fought with Xue Wu several times before, but he had never used a sword, so over time, he
He also believed that the opponent's long sword was just for decoration, but today's lesson told him that the opponent not only knew how to use a sword, but was also a master of swordsmanship.
However, it was obviously too late to regret at this time. If this was not an arena and life and death were not allowed, he might be dead. He finally had a new understanding of Xue Wu's forbearance.
What's more important is that the opponent acts decisively, and after inflicting heavy injuries on him, he admits defeat cleanly, without any embarrassment or feeling embarrassed. This kind of person is the most difficult to deal with.
In fact, he lost this contest.
Hearing Yin Changan's angry words, Xue Wu just smiled slightly, with a look of indifference, and he didn't retort. Anyway, he had already admitted defeat, so the next competition had nothing to do with him, not to mention, his real purpose
has been reached.
Facing the change in the ring, Chen Yuan was also shocked. Fortunately, although Yin Changan was injured, it was not fatal. The sword seemed to penetrate his chest, but in fact, Yin Changan was a little cheaper at the critical moment.
The long sword just pierced his chest, so although the injury was not serious, it would be fine to rest for a while, and it would not affect anything.
Chen Yuan glanced at Mu Yi at this time and saw that Mu Yi had no expression and didn't know what he was thinking. Fortunately, Chen Yuan did not forget his responsibilities. He looked at Xue Wu in the audience and asked directly: "Xue Wu
Wu, are you really admitting defeat?"
"Yes, I lost." Xue Wu nodded, with a calm face, as if he was not talking about himself, but most people present felt that he should win this competition, but this is also the reason why Xue Wu did this
one.
Sometimes, losing means winning. Anyway, he didn't expect Tangxi Zhai to build a magic weapon for him. In fact, he had no intention of taking the stage at first. It wasn't until he met Mu Yi that he suddenly felt a move in his heart and chose
He came on stage, and when he decided to come on stage, he already knew who his opponent was. In fact, everything went exactly as he thought.
As for the most fundamental reason, when Mu Yi looked at him, was it still important?
"Hmph, Yin must remember the revenge of this sword." On the ring, Yin Changan gritted his teeth and drew out the long sword, then jumped down with the round hammer. In his current situation, the subsequent competition has no meaning.
Chen Yuan looked at Yin Changan and sighed slightly. It was in vain that he had mentioned a few words in front of Mu Yi just now. Looking at it now, it was a bit self-defeating. But now, he can't change anything. As for Xue Wu, he
Not that I take it seriously yet.
The so-called Thirteen Taibao were rampant, but they were not taken seriously by Tangxi Zhai. To put it bluntly, they were just a group of gangsters. Although the strongest one was in the seventh rank, he was nothing more than that.
"Who else is willing to give it a try on stage next?" Chen Yuan looked around and continued to ask.
"I'll do it." As he said that, a figure gently raised his feet and came to the ring. This move alone won a round of applause, and the man's face also showed a bit of contentment.
"Mr. Cheng is here to meet you." Then, another person jumped out of the crowd, more than ten feet apart. He just lend a hand on their shoulders, and then landed on the ring with a crash.
The first person to take the stage was in his fifties or sixties, with a slightly hunched waist and a cane with a dragon head in his hand. However, looking at the color and weight of the cane, you knew it was also a murder weapon.
As for the other person, he was much younger, in his thirties or forties, with a burly build, and in his hand was a mace, which was obviously a murder weapon.
When the two people came on stage, Chen Yuan immediately sent a message and explained their identities.
The old man using the dragon head crutch is named Chai Bu. He has no sect and is also a casual cultivator. The other man is named Cheng Wencai and is the leader of a gang. Both of them also only have first-level strength, but Chai Bu has reached this level.
It's been years and it's clearly better.
"First grade?" Mu Yi glanced at the firewood with some interest. In fact, in his eyes, the firewood was second grade, one grade higher than what Chen Yuan knew. This was obviously not what Chen Yuan knew.
Wrong, but the other party is proficient in a concealment technique. Unless his strength reaches Mu Yi's level, it would be difficult to see.
As for Cheng Wencai, although he was taller, in Mu Yi's eyes, the outcome of this competition had already been concluded.
(Well, thank you for the reward of Dreams and Sleep. It’s a four thousand word chapter. I hope everyone enjoys reading it.) (To be continued)
