Chapter 93: Use the Sword (I added more)

It was quite normal for the spiritual consciousness to scan over them. Well, I was just a four-year-old child, and they would not be on guard against me.

"So how do we compete now?

How many pictures?"

A middle-aged foundation-building monk acted as the referee, standing opposite the two of them and said:

"The rules are very simple. Within one stick of incense, whoever draws the most and most powerful talismans will win.

But there is one thing, you can only restore your spiritual power by meditating, you cannot use external forces, such as elixirs, spiritual stones, etc. "

The disciples around couldn't help but whisper.

"They are all at the fourth level of Qi training, so it depends on who recovers their spiritual power the fastest and draws more talismans. It's fair. As for who is stronger, it depends on what talisman they draw."

"Yes, the difficulty lies in that your talisman must be more powerful than the opponent's talisman."

"Look, these two kids can actually draw just one picture?"

Everyone looked at the two little girls present in disbelief. It was obvious that their success rate in drawing talismans was extremely low, but in their hands, it was as easy as pie.

The two of them carefully controlled their spiritual power every time they put pen to paper, but their paintings ended up being as smooth as writing calligraphy.

Are they really children?

Why is it so strong?

"Two. How did they do it? They can draw two at the fourth level of Qi training?"

"And the success rate is 100%. It's not enough that the first one was successful, but the second one was just as easy. Is this... the Wan Fu Sect really that powerful?"

"In the early stages of Qi training, drawing one talisman can exhaust the spiritual energy in the body, but they can actually draw two."

At this time, Jiang Wan and Jiang Yao's spiritual power were also exhausted. Jiang Yao was secretly shocked. Why could Jiang Wan's spiritual power allow her to persist in drawing two talismans?

I broke through to the fifth level of Qi training just two days ago, while Jiang Wan is only at the fourth level. Why?

Could it be that she has already practiced the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art?

Impossible. Oh, and she also has a thunder spiritual root. A thunder spiritual root cannot be a magic cultivation. That means she cannot practice the Heaven-Devouring Magic Art.

Jiang Yao racked her brains but couldn't come up with any answer, so she could only restore her cultivation as quickly as possible.

The talismans they drew were also displayed to everyone.

For the sake of fairness, everyone was open-ended. When they saw the talisman, they couldn't help but gasp, and even began to doubt themselves. They couldn't even beat a child!

“Thunder Talisman!

Look, that is a thunder talisman. Only a person with thunder spirit root can draw a thunder talisman!"

Venerable Wanhe at the top had no expression on his face, but his heart sank. He knew that Jiang Wan had won this round.

I knew that she had the spiritual root of thunder, but I didn't expect that she could actually draw the thunder talisman.

Jiang Yao felt her heart sinking as she heard the discussions of the monks around her.

I can't understand why Jiang Wan has thunder spiritual roots in this life. I have obviously been reborn, so why can't she just let me step on her?

Why are there variables?

The more she thought about it, the more unstable her mind became. In the end, her cultivation had not fully recovered. When she saw Jiang Wan stand up, she immediately stood up and continued painting.

There were still two talismans this time, but her speed was a little slower than Jiang Wan's. She was thinking about what talisman to draw that could counter the Thunder Talisman.

The attack of the Thunder Talisman was too strong, and the defensive Vajra Talisman was obviously not enough. Moreover, she had no gold spiritual power. To draw the Vajra Talisman, she had to convert the spiritual power into gold. After this conversion, the spiritual power would not be enough to draw two.

Jiang Yao's eyes suddenly lit up. She had dual spiritual roots of water and wood, and her attacks were only wooden sword talismans and water sword talismans. So she could draw a wooden shield talisman and a rejuvenation talisman.

What Jiang Wan drew were all thunder talismans. She had a thunder spirit root and she just needed to make use of her advantage.

When the time comes, some monks will test the power of their talismans.

Jiang Wan's three Thunder Talismans were like playing tricks, easily defeating the opponent's Wooden Sword Talisman and Water Sword Talisman. Even the shield formed by the Wooden Shield Talisman was blasted into pieces after the Thunder Talisman fell.

The last card Jiang Wan used was the Thunder Talisman, while the opponent used the Rejuvenation Talisman, so there was no way they could compete, but Jiang Wan had already won.

The referee announced.

"Best of three games, Jiang Wan wins the first game of drawing talismans!"

Jiang Yao: "Sister, is the only thing you can do to draw the Thunder Talisman?"

Jiang Wan: "Yeah, can't you draw?

Oops, I forgot you don’t have thunder spiritual roots.

I can draw other symbols, but this one is the most convenient for me to draw."

The corners of Jiang Yao's mouth twitched.

Everyone: ...

The next step was to make the elixir, and Jiang Yao felt that he was up to it again.

The thunder spirit root is powerful, but she has never lost in alchemy. She has dual spirit roots of water and wood, and the wood spirit root is naturally suitable for alchemy.

"Sister, are you going to refine some thunder pill this time? I've never heard of it, hehe."

Jiang Wan heard her still laughing, so she stopped her from laughing after a while.

"I really don't know how to make the Thunder Pill, but the Nourishing Qi Pill should be no problem. Tell me the rules!"

The referee spoke, and unsurprisingly, this time the competition was about the success rate of pill making.

Two fire frogs that can breathe fire are squatting under the alchemy cauldron.

It can spit fire with a "quack" sound, and the flame is enough to refine a furnace of pills.

Jiang Wan reached out and poked the big red fire frog.

"Big Fire Frog, come with me after the competition. I will support you and give you three meals a day, with chicken legs for every meal. Then you can spit fire to make pills for me, okay?"

The fire frog blinked its big eyes. The offer was so tempting that it almost forgot it was someone else's spiritual beast. It reluctantly ignored the child and continued to spit fire.

When the furnace was opened a moment later, everyone held their breath and watched the ten pills flying out of the two cauldrons.

“Hiss—ten pills in one go!

Destroy it!

The kids are so powerful, are we still going to survive?"

"Hey, Junior Brother, you can imagine that the younger generation of our Da Wan Sect is so powerful, which means that the future of our Da Wan Sect is bright!"

"hehe!"

They couldn't compete in alchemy or talisman drawing. They were simply trash compared to those two four-year-old kids.

It is true that comparing people will make you die, and comparing goods will make you throw them away.

The referee announced: "Second round of alchemy, a draw!"

"Then the two of them consolidated their skills and entered the third round of actual combat.

Well, although our Great Wanzong encompasses everything, I suggest you use the most common sword to fight the enemy."

"Do I have to use a sword? I don't want to use a sword."

Jiang Wan relied on her young age and put her hands around her chest, showing a bit of rebellious resistance.

She also wanted to try out her new thunder and fire whip, which must be very enjoyable to whip.

Jiang Yao was determined to win the next round no matter what. She couldn't lose this round. Jiang Wan killed her in her last life, so she must take revenge and kill her in this life.

But not now. I have to let her become possessed by the devil again, and let all the righteous monks in the world fight against her together. Only by watching her being torn into pieces can I get rid of the hatred in my heart and avenge my own death.

"Sister, you can't use a sword, can you only use your fists?"

Jiang Wan glanced at her.

"Who said I can't use a sword? If I have to use a sword, I'll use it."

The two of them meditated together, and after recovering their cultivation, they entered the formation together and began to prepare for battle.

The onlookers watched the two little kids fighting each other, each holding a sword in their hands, and couldn't help but smile.

They were afraid that the two little girls would accidentally stab themselves.

Jiang Yao held a small sword in his hand.

Jiang Wan also held the Feihua Sword in her hand. After making a sword flower in front of her, she saw Jiang Yao's sword, wrapped in wood-type spiritual power, slashing towards her with a faint green light.

She immediately collected her mind and swung out with the sword as well. Unknowingly, she was using the sword intent of the great way.

I won't say anything more. I will update three chapters a day as a token of my respect.

(End of this chapter)