This scene surprised everyone, including the middle-aged man with a slanted mouth.
He knew Acan's strength very well. He had nearly 200 soul power levels, and he had also fired a stick weapon once, so he shouldn't lose.
What's more, Ge Jingjing didn't call any heroic spirit to help in the battle, and even the sword was an extremely ordinary piece of mortal stuff, which made it even more impossible to lose.
But the result was beyond everyone’s expectation!
The man with the slanted mouth looked a little solemn, and his eyes were fixed on Ge Jingjing's copper coin sword. He thought that maybe this sword was not an ordinary sword, and he had misjudged it.
Although Acan's first move failed, the man with the slanted mouth immediately adjusted his mentality and said loudly:
"Acan, be careful, that woman's sword is weird, maybe it's a middle-grade sword that has been fired more than three times!"
In the world of ghost hunters, the grade of a magic weapon is determined by the number of times it has been illuminated.
The number of consecrations less than three times is low-grade, the number of consecrations less than six times and more than three times is medium-grade, and so on, the number of consecrations less than nine times and more than six times is high-grade.
Only magical instruments that have been consecrated more than nine times can be qualified to be called the best!
Of course, everything is not absolute. If the material of the magic weapon itself is precious, it may reach a very high grade even if the number of consecrations is small.
When Ah Can heard the slant-mouthed man's words, his face was filled with disbelief. How could such a broken sword reach the level of a mid-grade magical weapon? Are you kidding me?
He was very unwilling in his heart, but he was still fighting and had no time to think too much. He immediately raised his hand and revealed the heroic spirit ring. With the blessing of his soul power, he opened his mouth and recited a mantra, and then shouted loudly:
"The heroic spirit Yan Ming appears!"
As Acan's spell fell, a thick fog suddenly emerged, and a strong man holding a three-pointed two-edged sword walked out of it.
This strong man was extremely tall, with broad arms and round waist. His appearance alone was enough to shock everyone. He was wearing a suit of armor and stood majestically in front of A Can, glaring at Ge Jingjing.
"I am the general of Prime Minister Cao Cao, who belongs to Cao Hong, Yan Ming! Please tell me your name, Yan Ming's sword will never kill an unknown person!"
The strong man shouted loudly, the soul pressure all over his body exploded, and his soul power actually exceeded 500 levels!
"Wow, Yan Ming, the fierce general of the Three Kingdoms, haha, Acan called out his heroic spirit. This time he will definitely get back the shame of breaking the stick just now!"
There was a burst of applause from everyone on the field. The main reason why Acan was so highly regarded by the man with a slanted mouth was because he had accepted a powerful warrior from the Three Kingdoms as a hero.
This fierce general directly improved their camp's strength and competitiveness. Everyone believed that as soon as the heroic spirit appeared, Ge Jingjing would be defeated.
"What's wrong, the other party actually has such a powerful heroic spirit, Ge Jingjing is in danger!"
When Ma Ying saw this, she immediately became anxious. She pulled Lin Tianyou's arm and shouted: "Hey, what are you still doing here? Go and help?!"
"Don't worry, it's just Yan Ming, Ge Jingjing should be able to deal with it."
Lin Tianyou twitched his arm and said calmly.
Although he could not see Ge Jingjing's heroic spirit, Lin Tianyou could feel that the girl had called out the heroic spirit. Otherwise, with an ordinary copper coin sword, he would not be able to cut through the opponent's Wuji stick.
"What kind of heroic spirit is this that can make swords so powerful?"
Lin Tianyou narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself.
If he had known that Ge Jingjing's heroic spirit was Mo Xie, he would have rushed over to help. With Mo Xie here, the weapons he could forge would definitely be more perfect than those of the elders of the military clan.
"Lin Tianyou, if you refuse to save people, return the mahogany sword to me! That Yan Ming's soul power is over 500, and it would be easy to kill Ge Jingjing. If she is really dead, you will be an accomplice!"
Ma Ying put her hands on her hips and yelled at Lin Tianyou like a shrew.
"Shut up!"
Lin Tianyou frowned and took out a talisman without looking at it, and slapped it directly on Ma Ying's face.
The word "Ding" is written on that talisman, which is the top talisman, the immovable-as-a-mountain-fixing spell.
Others can only use this spell to immobilize ghosts, but Lin Tianyou can immobilize even people.
After the spell hit, the noisy Ma Ying immediately became quiet and stood there motionless like a wooden man.
"Yan Ming was stabbed to death by Zhao Yun just after he showed his face in front of Changbanpo. What's so scary about such a trash?"
Lin Tianyou rolled his eyes at Ma Ying, thinking that this woman was useless. Fortunately, she was the direct descendant of Southern Maoshan. With her level and courage, Southern Maoshan probably wouldn't be able to go far.
Thinking of how she had been nagging at him just now, Lin Tianyou naturally refused to suffer and stretched out his big hand to slap Ma Ying on the butt.
Snapped!
After this slap, the feeling was so strong that the round buttocks trembled like jelly, making the boy want to slap her again.
However, although Ma Ying could not move, the expression on her face could be seen. Her face became extremely red with shame, and her eyes stared at Lin Tianyou in shame and anger, as if she wanted to eat someone.
"I didn't expect that a woman like you has a very material and elastic butt."
Lin Tianyou rubbed his palms and glanced at her buttocks several times, seemingly still unfinished.
Ahhhhh!
Ma Ying felt like she was going crazy.
She knew that she would definitely suffer a loss by being with this man, but she didn't expect that she would suffer more than she imagined.
I gave away my mahogany sword, but my butt was touched. How can a man touch a woman’s butt casually? Only my boyfriend can touch her!
"Lin Tianyou, you are shameless, you are vile, you are not a human being!"
Ma Ying cursed loudly in her heart, but there was nothing she could do. The talisman stuck on her face was so powerful that she, a direct descendant of the Southern Maoshan School, had nothing to do.
"Try staring again. Do you believe that I have taken off your clothes?"
When Lin Tianyou saw that Ma Ying still dared to glare at him, he pretended to take off her clothes.
Ma Ying was so frightened that her face turned pale and she quickly closed her eyes. She was not sure whether this bad boy could really do such a shameless thing, so she could only give in and stop provoking him.
"You should have been more polite to me earlier. Are you going to suffer like this? You really deserve it."
Lin Tianyou snorted lightly and stopped looking at Ma Ying. Lin Tianyou continued to look at Ge Jingjing.
"Ge Jingjing, let me ask you one last time, do you want to join our camp? You have to think carefully, because your answer will determine your life or death now!"
Acan said proudly.
The appearance of Yan Ming increased his confidence a lot, so he was not in a hurry to take action.
"I originally wanted to win the War of Heroes quietly by myself, but you insist on forcing me. In this case, I will help you."
Ge Jingjing suddenly grinned and raised her copper coin sword high.
The next moment, the originally plain sword body suddenly emitted a dazzling spiritual light!