The weapons and spirits of many mysterious weapons exploded one after another with loud noises.
It stands to reason that the power of the self-destructing weapon spirit of the middle-grade mysterious weapon of the spiritual level cannot shake the body-protecting profound energy of Chenshen Xuanzong's four-star realm at all. He can move forward step by step despite the heavy waves of fire.
But if he really does this, it will be tantamount to exposing the truth that he possesses Xuanzong-level body-protecting profound energy to all the guests.
This is not the result Chen Shen wants.
In order not to act too outrageous and arouse suspicion, this young man could only continue to use his "physical advantage" to win with speed——
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
He moved his feet together, flapped his black wings wildly, and from time to time deliberately stepped on steps that seemed "mysterious" but were actually completely "unnecessary", and quickly moved out of the blasting range of the weapon spirit.
“The blue racer’s movements are so weird.”
"I also feel that that action just now... almost tripped my left foot over my right foot. It was really awkward."
"However, it is undeniable that the speed of this mysterious movement skill he performed is indeed very fast!"
"Well, I'm afraid it can be comparable to the existence of the Xuanhuang peak, or even half-step Xuanzong realm, right?"
…
Almost all the onlookers believed that the "awkward" dodge skills of the young man in white were due to some kind of strange physical skills.
As a result, the focus of the guests' attention was naturally focused on Chen Shen's strange and weird skills, and no one doubted that this speed was actually the result of the young man's deliberate recklessness.
"Zila, Zila..."
Figures wrapped in purple lightning shuttled back and forth on the arena, sometimes rising and falling, dodging left and right.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Han Lunt, a prodigal and fast player, was still throwing the Xuan Bing crazily, and using the Xuan Bing between his fingers as a rope, he controlled the Xuan Bing in disguise. The moment he was about to catch up with Chen Shen, the detonator spirit——
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."
"Ahahahahaha!"
Hanrent laughed almost maniacally: "Explode, explode!"
"Gorgeous fireworks, playing the song of victory!"
Others only know that Han Lunt can use his extraordinary sense of weapon souls to control a large number of spiritual-level mysterious weapons at the same time to kill enemies by detonating the weapon spirits.
This is considered Hanrent's "unique skill".
After all, not many people are born with the ability to resonate strongly with the weapon spirits of many mysterious weapons and control them at the same time as they wish.
Because of this, people who have watched his game call him "the prodigal fast player", but they don't know that this short guy is not really a prodigal.
The truth is exactly the opposite -
In this world where the strong are respected, Hanrent is the kind of person who is quite economically minded.
Whenever the Liberty City auction, which is held every ten years, approaches, there will always be a large number of cultivators from all over the world who come to "cash out" with a huge amount of goods.
During this period, the prices of middle-grade and low-grade mysterious weapons of the spiritual level tend to be relatively low.
Han Lunt chose this moment to spend 20% or 30% of his spiritual stones, madly buy middle-level spiritual-level mysterious weapons, and then take them to participate in the Medicine God Competition.
Before the fight, he would use all the remaining spirit stones as gambling capital to bet on himself to win.
With his extremely excellent sense of weapon soul and the power of detonating massive mysterious weapon spirits, as long as he is willing to take action, he will definitely win in the arena competition!
When the opponent is weak, even though the odds against him are low, he can still make a profit by defeating the opponent with only a few mid-level spiritual-level mysterious weapons, or simply relying on "hard power".
When the opponent is strong and the odds are high, he will hit the Xuan soldiers all at once, killing the opponent in the arena. Even if there are not many Xuan soldiers left, he can earn back several times the profit from his gambling money.
As for the matches in which he refused to take action, it was often when his opponent's cultivation level had broken away from the realm of half-step Xuanzong and reached the true Xuanzong realm.
Of course, he would definitely not bet half a copper on himself when encountering such an event.
Whenever this happens, as soon as the game starts, Hanrent will explode his death bracelet without hesitation and take the initiative to surrender and save his life.
After lying low and dormant for a year, he will start fighting again from the Nine Star Xuan Emperor's arena competition, and so on.
Over the years, Han Lunt, who made decisive decisions, has already made a lot of money.
It’s just that most people don’t know anything about it and foolishly think that he is a waste of money…
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"
At this time, Han Lunt was still tirelessly throwing mysterious weapons and igniting weapon spirits.
Chen Shen has gradually lost his patience: "This guy is really a blasting madman..."
"I have been dodging for so long. I have shown weakness in front of the audience and I can fight back."
"Qingyun Phantom Step!"
"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish..."
In the midst of the lightning and flint, seventeen identical Chen Shens, holding huge wolf-toothed hammers, rushed towards Han Lunt's location from all directions.
"Hmph, it's just a clone, blow them all up for me!"
Han Lunt's sleeves and robes danced, and a white light suddenly appeared, and dozens of mysterious weapons were thrown out, but this time they were all low-level spiritual weapons.
In his opinion, to deal with the clones, a low-level spiritual-level mysterious weapon would be enough to do the job.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
In the blink of an eye, the self-destructing Xuan soldiers crashed into different targets.
The next moment, the smile on Hanrent's lips was in vain: "Why, why are you still there?"
Chen Shen chuckled and said to himself: "The power of the mysterious energy of each phantom body is one third of the original body."
"You only used the low-grade mysterious weapon spirit to defeat them. Wouldn't you be looking down on my brother too much?"
In this delay, sixteen clones plus one body were approaching a hundred feet around Hanrent.
The latter's sleeves danced, and in a flash of white light, he threw out a new round of mysterious weapons: "Damn it! Keep blasting me!"
This time, the clone actually raised its fists and feet to greet him: "Bang, bang, bang, bang!"
After just a hundred breaths, half of the clones were blown into nothingness. In fact, Chen Shen's thoughts moved secretly to dissolve them; the remaining eight clones and the main body were still strong.
As a result, all the cultivators in the spectator seats could not help but be secretly shocked——
"Huh? The clone is an entity, and it's also aggressive..."
"Isn't this the Qingyun Phantom Step, one of the Qingyun Sect's seven unique skills?"
"So, the blue player is originally from the Qingyun Sect?"
"not necessarily."
"The Qingyun Sect has indeed relied on this mysterious technique to support the spiritual sect's family, but how big is the cultivation world? It's not like only people from the Qingyun Sect can use this technique."
"That's true."
At this time, nine identical Lei Neng figures were less than three feet away from Han Lunt.
At this distance, if the weapon spirit was detonated again, he himself would inevitably be injured by the blast force.
Just when everyone thought that Han Lunt would have a close combat with Chen Shen with real swords and guns, a strange vision suddenly occurred...