Long Yue's sword flashed, and he faced him without fear. The magical weapons collided, and the air waves surged and blew Tong Yan's hair.
The magical weapon on the opposite side is like a small hammer, with a metal handle in the hand, a ball on the top, and a sharp lower vertebra. It can be used to attack, retreat or defend, and is very flexible.
As soon as the magic weapon flew out, Cheng Shou followed closely. While the weapon was being driven back, he took the pestle back into his hand, charged up the hammer, and jumped up to attack.
The pestle seemed to hit with thunderous force. Tong Yan kicked forward and leaned back, but Cheng Shou missed the blow and dived at high speed after landing.
Tong Yan calmly swung his sword and slashed, and the sword energy roared out. Cheng Shou's momentum slowed down for a moment, and then he attacked again.
She was not surprised that the sword energy was dodged. She looked calmly and calmly, moved her sword with her hand, and sent out five sword blades in a staggered manner. She flashed forward and faced him head-on.
She knew that the striker couldn't do anything to Cheng Shou, but the way he defused the five sword blades surprised her.
The ball on the top of the pestle turned into countless threads, intertwining into a golden mesh in front of him, easily neutralizing the attack. The extra threads were like snakes, leaping towards her.
The sword blade struck the silk thread as if it were cutting in the air, and the sword body was entangled in the gold thread, unable to escape.
Using softness to overcome hardness, Tong Yan couldn't help but chuckle, praising the interestingness of this magic weapon.
Then she used her spiritual power to condense water into ice, and cold air came from her hands, climbing along the golden wire and heading towards Huanglong.
Cheng Shou was startled and quickly used the Fire Pinch Technique to resolve it. Tong Yan took advantage of his distraction to thicken the nearby ice. He swung his sword and slashed hard, cutting off the golden threads and the ice together!
However, the material of the golden thread was unknown, so this sword only cut off half of it, and the rest was taken back at the master's call.
The natal magic weapon was damaged, Cheng Shou was heartbroken and short of breath, and his breath became temporarily unstable.
He let out an uncontrollable cough from his throat, and a mouthful of blood almost came to his mouth. Although he felt physically uncomfortable, it didn't show on his face, and he shot out several talismans with a cold expression.
The talisman turned into mountains and water, completely unable to do anything to Tong Yan. This was done to consume her spiritual power and delay her time.
Cheng Shou watched vigilantly at the person responding to the talisman's attack. He picked up the pestle again, and the golden thread silently lurked under the talisman's attack, secretly waiting for the best time to attack.
Soon, it moved, attacking its feet first and then restraining its hands. After wrapping around Long Yue's sword, it pulled away, trying to separate the sword from the person.
Tong Yan's limbs were tied and unable to move. He pushed the sword horizontally to resist the pulling force. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred. The sword danced and wrapped around several golden threads. The thunder talisman activated, and powerful electric shocks followed the path of the golden threads, attacking at extremely high speeds.
to people far away.
The owner of the control was under attack, and the golden thread wanted to retreat. Tong Yan would not give up this rare opportunity. He chased the specific location of the retreat with his eyes and rushed over at full speed.
A figure flew down from the competition platform. The onlookers quickly moved aside with great experience. With a bang, Cheng Shou successfully landed.
"In this round, Tong Yan wins!"
The scene created by the talisman on the stage disappeared, revealing the petite girl inside.
She smiled at the people below and jumped off the stage in excitement.
Shen Zhuangheng was the first to step forward. Even though he knew this was only the world of cultivation, when he saw her jumping off the high platform, he still couldn't help but want to pick her up.
"Show me your hand." was the first thing Shen Zhuangheng said when he came to her.
Tong Yan was stunned and looked puzzled, "What's wrong with the hand?"
Shen Zhuangheng: "His silk thread cut your hand, you have to apply medicine first."
After hearing this, Tong Yan raised her hands, and there were indeed several cuts on them, with some blood seeping out. She had just focused on fighting, so she didn't feel any pain.
"It's just a minor injury. It's not a problem. It will heal on its own by the time I walk back to Luo Huafeng."
Tong Yan said nonchalantly, making Shen Zhuangheng frown.
He knew that Tong Yan's body's healing ability was stronger than others, but the pain did exist.
He spontaneously took out the medicine, bent down to help her apply it, and said: "You seem to be getting more and more lazy, and you don't even bother to pay attention to the pain on yourself. Don't move!"
His hands felt cold, and Tong Yan moved his hands uncomfortably, only to receive a slight scolding.
"Okay, okay, it's up to you." Tong Yan spread his hands and let him do whatever he wanted. Anyway, it won't take long to apply the medicine.
He Zhan, Xiaolou, Yang Qi and the others followed up a step later. When they saw Shen Zhuangheng leaning down his tall body to apply medicine to Tong Yan, their expressions were mixed.
He Zhan's blue pupils deepened, and then his eyes fell on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xiao Lou laughed at Tong Yan: "Xiao Yan is such a big man and still bothers others to help you apply medicine. How embarrassing."
How is this different from when he was coaxed by his mother and concubine to drink medicine at home?
Yang Qi's idea was a little strange. At one moment he felt that the two of them really had a deep love for each other as brother and sister. At another moment he thought that the two of them had different surnames, which meant that they might be in love with each other.
Then they fell into a tangle, jumping back and forth between whether they were brothers and sisters or a man and a woman, with no explanation.
After the championship competition, there will be a Qi training promotion competition, and Tong Yan will have one day of rest.
She returned to Luo Huafeng to find Shang Xun who had already returned.
Like a child who asks for rewards from his parents after getting good grades, he is a little shy, a little arrogant, and adds a little expectation and anxiety.
"Master." She moved a chair and placed it next to the couch. She knelt down facing the back of the chair and rested her chin on the top of her arm.
"Say." Shang Xun's upper eyelids lightly rested on his lower eyelids, as if he was sleeping but not asleep.
"Did I perform well today?" Tong Yan asked tentatively with unclear intentions.
He closed his lips and said not a word, as if waiting for the child's words to finish.
"When I became a disciple for the first time...Master, you confiscated a bunch of magic weapons from me..." Tong Yan looked at Shang Xun's face and finished the rest of his words hesitantly.
She just wanted to ask her 'parents' for 'lucky money'.
The corners of Shang Xun's mouth seemed to curl up for a moment, then straightened out. "Want to go back?"
"Yeah, yeah." Tong Yan nodded repeatedly, trying to prove his strong desire to come back with actions.
He pursed his lower lip, and a slight sadness appeared on his brow, "I sold it."
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Tong Yan had an ominous premonition, "Sold...what does it mean?"
"The elixir you used to save that female disciple was bought with these magical weapons."
"It's just a low-level fifth-grade rejuvenation pill. Is it so expensive?!"
Shang Xun confiscated at least twelve magic weapons, and since they were of high grade, it was impossible to buy only one fifth-grade elixir.
"It's indeed not that expensive." Shang Xun said calmly, "But if you ask me to help you, it's worth the money."
Tong Yan: ...You just took the elixir out of the storage bag, where did you do it!
Shang Xun opened his eyes and looked at Tong Yan's expression. Sure enough, she looked hopeless, and the smile that had been suppressed in her throat overflowed.
"Ha ha……"
Loud laughter echoed in the majestic Luohua Hall.
After laughing for a while, he stood up and touched Tong Yan's head, "Disciple, you have grown taller, but your head is still stupid."