"That's right. Because he was born with six fingers and could play the piano with soul-destroying sounds, countless cultivators changed their minds when they heard the sound. Over time, Mr. Jun even got the nickname of the 'Six-fingered Qin Demon'."
"That's it, it's awesome!"
"But I don't know why the chief judge of this Xuanfu competition is not a powerful person from Tianfu Sect? The chief judge of the previous Xuandan competition was not a member of the most authoritative Yaoshen Sect in Xuanling Continent. It's really strange."
"This is to avoid suspicion. In the following Mysterious Arms Competition, the chief judge will not be a senior of Juebing Sect."
"I see……"
While many spectators were whispering, Mr. Xiao had already finished stating the rules of the competition: "Ahem, now, the sect racers who plan to sign up for the competition... ahem, cough, cough, all come forward."
Listening to the old man's strenuous coughing and looking at his face as pale as paper, one really worries that he might not be able to take a breath and cough to death. That would be a lot of fun.
At some point——
"Qingyun Zong Chenshen, sign up to compete."
Seeing the young man in white striding out and presenting his white, star-moon and eagle-shaped pen with eagles and eagles to the inspector for inspection, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd——
"Hahahahaha, Qingyun Zong Chenshen did not disappoint, he is here again."
"Yes, there is something good to watch this time!"
"I just don't know if he can lead the Qingyun Sect to rise up again and dominate the Xuan Fu competition after Xuan Dan and Xuan Shi Competition?"
"Hehehe, if this is really the case, Tianfu Sect will be embarrassed..."
In the crowd, a skinny old man with a spiky head suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Huh? Why does the talisman pen that Chen Shen brought for the competition look like a déjà vu?"
Another old man wearing a gold-inlaid jade crown and a dragon robe also echoed: "I've seen it before...where have I seen it?"
"Oh, I remembered. Isn't this the Star-Moon Eagle-Lin Pen that someone lost to Fairy Fuyao in the Medicine God Arena?"
"Not bad, that's it!"
The old man with a spiky head and a skinny body slapped his thigh, and then he frowned slightly: "It's just that...the shapes are quite similar, but the faintly lingering weapon spirits around the talisman pen are comparable to
The low-grade Xingyue Eagle Lin Brush is many times more powerful."
It turns out that this little old man's name is Fang Duanchou, and he is the helmsman of Fang Tianzong in the "City of Freedom".
The other guy who talked to him, named Xuanyuan Zhange, was a representative of the Holy King Sect, one of the heaven-level sects who co-ruled the "City of Freedom".
As early as the Dan Sai, Fang Duanchou and Xuanyuan Zhan Ge had recognized that Chen Shen was Tu Long, and Tu Long was Chen Shen.
However, at that time, except for the Fuyao Fairy from the Fuyao Sect, everyone else did not think highly of the "Earth Dragon" who fought against the Medicine God.
Although Fang Duanchou, Xuanyuan Zhange and others have not made things difficult like Gui Yunzhan of the Corpse Ghost Sect, they have more or less expressed their contempt for Chen Shen in their words.
Because of this, after witnessing the power of Chen Shen in the Dan Competition, these old guys regretted not to mention: If they had known this, they should have shown their kindness to this young man at the beginning, and now they can make friends with him.
But now... they don't dare to take the initiative to recognize Chen Shen, for fear that the other party will still remember their contemptuous attitude in the past, which will have the opposite effect!
In fact, the Xingyue Eagle Lin pen that Chen Shen took out at this time did not look much different from before, but the "core" had already been promoted to a high-grade earth-level pen by the young man using eleven pieces of "heaven-level forging materials".
Tricky soldier.
Not long after, more than 1,200 contestants were in place. The six-fingered piano demon lightly beat his chest a few times: "Ahem, cough, cough...the two-week Mysterious Talisman Competition begins!"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
As soon as this "sick ghost" finished speaking, Chen Shen's thunder-type soul light dragon, which had been brewing for a long time, immediately emerged from the center of his eyebrows and flew towards the three Yaoshen Sect racers with open teeth and claws!
"Wucao, Chen Shen is really impatient this time. He kills the people of Yaoshen Sect as soon as he comes up?"
"Isn't that right? It seems that what this young man said before was not a joke, the fun... has just begun!"
While the spectators were in high spirits, on the Tianshu Pond, the expressions of the three Yaoshen Sect competitors all changed.
"I give up the game, give up the game!"
The two young men threw away the talisman pens in a hurry.
Zhang Quanyu, who was the most skilled in Xuanfu skills, was stunned. He didn't expect that his two junior brothers would give up so decisively.
Initially, Zhang Quanyu wanted to grit his teeth, but in the next moment, when the purple-red soul dragon light dazzled him, his perseverance and determination could not withstand the fear of death.
"Ah, give up the game, I give up the game too!"
Time was so short that while Zhang Quanyu discarded the talisman pen, he hurriedly squatted on the ground with his head in his hands in order to avoid the Soul Light Dragon that was approaching.
After a moment of confusion and astonishment, the crowd suddenly exploded——
"Abandoned, abandoned the game?"
"Pfft, hahahaha, this is the first time I have seen the racers from three sects, seven sects and one Jedi in such a miserable state."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the Yaoshen Sect has been completely embarrassed."
"As soon as the soul dragon appeared, the three Yaoshen Sect players surrendered without a fight. This achievement alone is enough for Qingyun Sect Chen Shen to show off for the rest of his life!"
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"Bastard, bastard ahhh!"
At this moment, seeing the three racers leaving the field in dejection, and hearing the people's ridiculing and teasing words, Xian Shengyang was so angry that he was trembling all over.
When he thought about it, Zhang Quanyu and others could even resist a little and then surrender.
Who would have thought... As soon as Chen Shen's Purple Thunder Soul Light Dragon showed up, these guys would quit the game impatiently.
For Xian Shengyang, losing this event was the next worst thing. The key was... the reputation of the Yaoshen Sect was completely lost to the three of them!
"Huh? The three geniuses of Yaoshen Sect escaped very quickly!"
Chen Shen grinned.
His words were shouted out by Xuanyin, especially the word "genius" was emphasized very heavily.
As soon as these words came out, Xian Shengyang wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl in: "You little beast in Male Gobi, you are not going to die well, you are not going to die well!"
The so-called "genius racers" who belong to three sects, seven sects and one Jedi, scare people away just like that.
I believe it won’t be long before this matter will spread throughout the cultivation world.
By that time, these three disciples participating in the Xuanfu competition, together with the Yaoshen Sect behind them, will probably become the laughing stock of the world...
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
At this time, the soul light dragon released by Chen Shenji suddenly changed its direction and attacked the cultivators of Tianfu Sect!
Seeing this, Xian Shengyang gritted his teeth, but thought darkly in his heart: "Quit the game, damn, you should give up the game quickly!"
Well, if his wish is really fulfilled, Tianfu Sect will definitely make him a laughing stock.
Moreover, this mysterious talisman competition has always been their "private place".
If Qi Yuxiu and others were scared to death by Chen Shen and gave up the game, then compared with that, the face the Yaoshen Sect lost would not be so noticeable...