The second man on the arena had a sword gleaming with golden light floating in front of him.
He said arrogantly:
"This is the Qiankun Sword, which was given to me by the main god on the day Fang Jue, the true god, was conferred the title of god."
"This is an earthen sword with immense power. If one can combine the other four swords into one, the five swords can instantly boost one's cultivation. Furthermore, the sword contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and after ascension, one can even directly participate in the selection for the successor of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect."
General Yao was a military man, and he was extremely excited after hearing the man's words.
Isn't this the meaning of his life's work?
He served the imperial court with utmost dedication during his lifetime, and after his death became one of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
"You...is this sword really that powerful?"
He asked with admiration.
"Hmph, that's right." Baili Zikun raised his chin.
"Could I... borrow it to touch?" Faced with the sword, he forgot everything else.
"That won't do. Only members of the Xuan Yue Kingdom's royal family are allowed to touch this sword of mine," Baili Zikun said disdainfully.
Lin Wanwan looked at the sword.
I remembered the sword that my father, the Regent, gave to my third brother last time. It seems pretty similar.
Next, the third person was summoned.
After reciting the incantation, the third person summoned the divine pig.
The fourth person summoned the Flower Goddess.
The fifth person summoned a bird.
The sixth and seventh people cannot be summoned.
The eighth person summoned a spirit beast.
Soon, the arena was surrounded by people.
Baili Tang looked at the scene and couldn't be more proud.
It's the same every year. Although he's gotten used to it, he never gets tired of seeing their envious looks.
"Wow, that's amazing!" Lin Chang'an exclaimed.
Yao Qianshu stood beside him and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Chang'an, what's so great about you?"
"Isn't our little sister the most capable?"
"Oh right, right, my sister is the best." He said, glaring at the person on the stage. "My sister is the best."
"You'll see my sister's power in a moment."
Ye Lanyin stared in amazement at the scene.
This was the first time she had ever seen such a thing in her life; she never imagined that so many gods would appear out of nowhere.
She used to not believe that people could summon these things.
After all, she was born a hundred years in the future, and the power of mortals is limited.
With the birth of Lin Wanwan, she gradually began to believe in metaphysics.
Today, she feels even more strongly that everyone is living in a parallel world.
"Wanwan..."
She was about to look down when she realized the child in her arms was gone.
"Wanwan, where did you go?"
"Wanwan..."
oh.
The little guy actually climbed onto the ring.
What?
She only hesitated for a moment before running over.
Lin Wanwan, with her buttocks sticking out, climbed onto the ring step by step.
"It's so hot!"
She sat on the steps, caught her breath, and then shakily stood up.
He then walked to the side of Prince Kang, tugged at his robe, and said:
"Uncle~"
"Wow!" She patted her chest.
When Prince Kang saw Lin Wanwan's adorable appearance, he couldn't help but squat down.
"Wanwan, why did you come up here alone? Where is your mother?"
"Mother~"
She pointed to Ye Lanyin, who was standing worriedly in front of the arena.
He grinned at her.
Ye Lanyin shook her head helplessly.
The regent stood beside her and comforted her.
"don’t worry."
"Um."
Old Prince Kang smiled and gently patted the little tuft of hair on her head.
Suddenly, the little bun collapsed.
The little guy pouted sadly, "Uncle~ I'm all lovey-dovey~"
Upon seeing this, Prince Kang burst into laughter.
Then I re-tied her hair into a new bun.
"Wanwan, it's your turn. Good luck! It's okay if you can't summon it. Uncle Kang will protect you in a bit."
"Mmm~"
The little guy chuckled and nudged his leg.
When the spiritual root people of Yun'ao Kingdom saw Lin Wanwan, they all showed disdainful smiles. She was not even as tall as their knees, yet she dared to dream of summoning gods.
That's absolutely hilarious.
Lin Wanwan stood still, mimicking the movements of the few people with spiritual roots who had just been there.
They were singing and dancing.
I fiddled with it for quite a while.
The eight people with spiritual roots in front of them stared blankly, then began to whisper among themselves, making up stories.
In an instant, a dazzling golden light enveloped Lin Wanwan's entire body, and the array behind her spun rapidly, like a little elf hopping around an ancient spirit bell.
Immediately afterwards, her sweet, childlike voice rang out.
"Summon...summon...anything is fine."
As soon as she finished speaking, the spiritual root people below the arena pointed at Lin Wanwan and laughed mockingly.
"What kind of summoning is this?"
"Everything is good? Ha, you're trying to find a bargain?"
"God is so..."
Laughing and laughing...
The summoned spirit beasts and divine artifacts around him were slowly moving towards Lin Wanwan.
Baili Zikun immediately gripped the divine weapon in his hand to stop it from advancing, shouting, "Qiankun Sword, what is the meaning of this?"
The universe trembled a few times, and Baili Zikun's hand was burned and bled. "Ah!"
Immediately, the gods flew one by one to Lin Wanwan's back and lined up in a row.
The entire venue erupted in cheers.
"What's going on? How could this happen?"
"Aren't those divine artifacts summoned by the Yun'ao Kingdom?"
"She casually imitated the other person's movements and summoned the gods and divine artifacts?"
"Yeah, they're so obedient!"
"This is unbelievable!!!"
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