As soon as the frail young man arrived in the main hall, he showed respect and bowed slightly to Xianyuan not far away.
Xianyuan nodded, looked at the frail young man with admiration in his eyes, and said: "Yes, he is much more polite than the little kid in black clothes just now."
Hearing this, the frail young man was startled, and then he realized that the person he was talking about should be the sword cultivator in black.
"Senior is joking. As early as tens of millions of years ago, before I was born, senior was already dominating the immortal world with Senior Immortal King of Wonderful Weapons. Naturally, I should act as a junior." The frail young man replied with a look.
A humble look.
After hearing this, Xianyuan couldn't help but laugh, and became even more pleased with the frail young man.
Suddenly, he frowned slightly and noticed that the frail boy only had one arm left. A look of confusion immediately appeared on his face and he asked: "Little baby, why do you only have one arm? Where did your left arm go?"
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According to common sense, immortal cultivators generally do not have missing arms or legs.
After all, with the powerful vitality of immortals, even if an arm or leg is broken due to some accident, the limbs can be regenerated immediately.
However, the left shoulder of the frail young man was actually empty, which in Xian Yuan's opinion was very abnormal.
Hearing Xian Yuan's words, the frail young man couldn't help but twitch his face slightly, and his anger towards the sword cultivator in black suddenly rose in his heart.
But when he thought that Xian Yuan was still here, he immediately suppressed the anger in his heart, smiled "bitterly" at Xian Yuan, and said: "Reporting to senior, this junior's left arm...is exactly the one in black you just mentioned.
What a little baby did.”
"What?!" Xianyuan was obviously shocked and said angrily: "How dare he attack other testers during the trial?!"
The frail young man still smiled "bitterly" and sighed: "The reason why that man cut off the junior's arm was because he wanted to threaten the junior not to pass the final level before him! Because he wanted to be the first to choose the last one.
The reward for completing the level.”
"Arrogant! This guy is simply arrogant!" After hearing this, Xianyuan became even more furious, his eyes very cold.
Although the black-clothed sword cultivator did not kill the frail young man, which does not violate the rules of the trial, this behavior of threatening other trial participants is, to a certain extent, interfering with the fairness of the trial.
Furthermore, the sword cultivator in black actually threatened the weak young man just because he wanted to be the first to choose the reward?
But in fact, the other party just reduced the items in his master's treasure house to worthless!
When he thought of this, Xian Yuan's impression of the sword cultivator in black dropped even more sharply, and he became extremely disgusted.
He couldn't help but look at the frail young man with a little more admiration and goodwill. He nodded and said: "Yes, even with one arm broken, you were able to pass all the tests before the end."
If you really want to compare it to the refining level, your weapon refining talent is probably more terrifying than that little kid in black just now."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and a white porcelain bottle appeared in his hand, saying: "Take this bottle of elixir. It is the best healing elixir. Even the top immortal king will feel hot when he sees it. If you swallow it
If you go down, the broken left arm will grow back immediately, exactly like the original arm, without leaving any sequelae."
Xian Yuan thought that the swordsman in black had struck too hard, causing the frail boy to lose his left arm after it was amputated. That was why he never let his left arm grow back.
So, he felt compassion and took out the top healing elixir, hoping to help the frail young man recover from his injuries quickly.
"This..." Xianyuan's move obviously stunned the frail young man and made him a little confused.
"Don't worry, this bottle of holy healing medicine is a personal gift from me. It is not counted as a reward for completing the level. You can still choose any treasure from the treasure house afterwards."
Xianyuan smiled faintly, trying to ease the worries in the frail young man's heart.
"Then... junior, I would like to thank senior!" The frail young man looked flattered and quickly thanked Xianyuan and walked towards Xianyuan.
Looking at the frail young man walking towards him, Xianyuan couldn't help but nodded secretly and sighed again, he really understands etiquette!
The arrogant swordsman in black was so polite that I don’t know where he is!
However, Xianyuan didn't know that in his eyes, this humble and polite young man looked very flattered and grateful, but in fact, his heart was so excited that he almost jumped out of his chest.
Very good!
It seems that my own misfortune really worked!
As early as when he was refining immortal weapons in the wooden house, the frail young man had considered the problem he would face when assassinating Xianyuan.
That is, how should I get close to Xianyuan? After all, the soul-killing talisman specially used to kill weapon spirits has an effective distance.
Once the distance when the talisman is released is too far, the power will be greatly reduced, and it may not be able to kill Xianyuan with one hit. At the same time, too long a distance will make it easier for Xianyuan to dodge the attack of the talisman.
Therefore, as soon as he was teleported into the hall, the frail young man immediately started to perform, performing misfortune in exchange for Xian Yuan's sympathy, and finally, he finally got the opportunity to show his Yuan up close!