Chapter 43 Arena Fight
The weapons of weapon cultivators are very varied.
They usually use whatever they have refined, and they take with them whatever was taught in the last course.
After all, he is a weapon cultivator, not a sword cultivator or a knife cultivator. The weapon path does not require much proficiency in the use of weapons.
But every weapon cultivator is very familiar with the structure of various weapons.
They know very well which direction a weapon can be attacked with greater force and which direction it can be attacked with faster speed. At the same time, they also know very well how to make a weapon fall apart as quickly as possible, and in what environment and at what temperature a weapon can be melted.
The battle between weapon cultivators is more like a battle between magic weapons than a battle between cultivators.
As the weapon cultivation realm improves, it will become a battle between magic weapons.
Weapon cultivators can defeat magic weapons by using magic treasures, and can defeat worse weapons by using better weapons, so usually weapon cultivators are always changing or upgrading their weapons.
Sui Yan has a weapon that he has used for a long time.
It's an umbrella.
After Sui Yan experienced the incident of being swallowed by the locust spirit, she has been looking for a magical weapon that can isolate her from the hostile target.
When Jiaoxi talked about umbrellas in class, Sui Yan felt that this was her destined comrade-in-arms.
After killing the demon, she opened the umbrella and not even a drop of blood could get on her.
Sui Yan felt particularly happy just thinking about it.
Of course, this is just a thought. Umbrellas are usually kept away during fights, so the probability of blood splattering is still very high.
But this gave Sui Yan an idea. She could first make an umbrella that could lock onto the target to block blood, and then put other magic weapons into the umbrella.
She installed a furnace on the umbrella that could refine all kinds of magical instruments, a seal that could suppress evil spirits and pin the monsters to their spot, as well as a weight that was essential for close combat, and a dagger that was essential for long-range combat. She tried her best to cram in whatever she was taught in class. If there was room, she would keep stuffing more. If there wasn't enough, she would remove the old ones and replace them with new ones. Now, there are 108 magical instruments installed in this umbrella.
On the outside, she applied a coating that could withstand the ten-thousand-year-old black ice and the raging fire of the southern sky, and also painted blue sky, white clouds and birds, to make the deceased's last moment forever beautiful.
Her painting skills are a little crude. In recent years, she has focused on the art of weapons and has not done much research in art. This umbrella has always been used to kill demons. Now that she is showing it to a human monk, Sui Yan is a little curious about how this person will react.
It seems that this person doesn't like this painting very much.
Qin Yi smiled crookedly opposite Sui Yan.
Sure enough, he knew that when Lingxiao Sect came to rob them before, only this female cultivator did not take action. It must be because her cultivation was not high enough.
A weapon cultivator, the magic weapon she refined was so ugly that it looked like a stick figure. She must have been practicing the art of weapon cultivation for no more than three years.
Qin Yi felt that he had already won.
He is the eldest senior brother of Buxu Sect. He has been domineering in the sect for many years and has never had any rivals.
A true master doesn't need too many fancy moves. Just a simple punch is enough and no one in the sect can take it.
There must be at least a thousand young masters of aristocratic families who have been beaten by his fists. After all, he is the young master of the Qin family, the largest aristocratic family in the East China Sea. It is inevitable that his combat record and family background match.
Apart from the young master of the Huang family, the Huang family can barely be considered on par with the Qin family, so he is also an existence that is above everyone else.
Qin Yi decided to give Sui Yan some face.
To deal with such a low-level cultivator with no identity or background, he only needed to use 30% of his strength.
This punch incorporated 30% of his soul cultivation power, and it was an attack of divine consciousness.
It just so happened that Sui Yan had not yet loaded any magical weapon on her umbrella to fight against attacks from divine thoughts. In the last class, they did learn how to make a divine whip. Other weapon cultivators have been swinging whips recently, but this one is not easy to put into the umbrella, so Sui Yan can't hit him with the umbrella.
However, Qin Yi couldn't get in either, because the coating on the umbrella that was impervious to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire, could also block attacks from spiritual thoughts.
Sui Yan adjusted the angle and opened all the magic tools on the umbrella one by one.
There must be one that can cause damage to Qin Yi, right? Even if there is no damage, it would be good to have a little buffer after hitting it.
As a result, only a few of his hairs were injured. Qin Yi reacted in less than a breath of time and transformed his entire body into a soul body. All the attacks launched by Sui Yan missed.
The current situation on the ring is that Sui Yan opens his umbrella and continuously releases attacks that always miss, while Qin Yi cuts his soul body and continuously strikes and locks onto his umbrella.
They were clearly standing on the same stage, but neither of them could beat the other.
The fight had just begun, and the situation on the ring had already entered a stalemate.
Lin Luo has been staring at this side.
Han Changfeng exchanged glances with the elder of Danyun Palace, then looked towards Lin Luo: "It seems like these two are evenly matched."
Lin Luo couldn't quite understand what was going on.
He couldn't understand the weapon way that Sui Yan was learning, nor could he understand the soul way that Qin Yi was learning. He could only see that no one was injured.
Lin Luo nodded hesitantly.
"Want to make a bet? Which side do you think has a better chance of winning, Elder Lin?"
"Lingxiao Sect."
Of course it’s Sui Yan.
He didn't trust the best disciple of his own sect, so did he trust the man from Buxu Sect?
Han Changfeng knew that Lin Luo would choose Lingxiao Sect.
"I'm using this ancient blood jade as a bet on Buxu Sect's victory. Do you dare to bet with me?"
Gambling is bad, Lin Luo subconsciously wanted to refuse.
But, in fact, this is not gambling at all. It can be called guessing. There are often ring guessing competitions in games.
Lin Luo nodded and pushed the teacup on the table in front of Han Changfeng: "Then I will use this as a prize."
He has nothing else.
Han Changfeng wanted to curse as soon as he opened his mouth.
He pointed at the cup of tea and took a look, and suddenly realized that this was no ordinary tea.
The spiritual energy of this cup of tea is so rich!
He stared at it carefully for a while and found that it was actually a cup of first-grade spiritual tea.
Well, it's just okay.
Han Changfeng nodded reluctantly and was about to take the cup of tea and drink it.
Lin Luo raised his hand to block it: "The results are not out yet."
"Is this even worth watching? You, the Lingxiao Sect, are doomed to lose!"
Han Changfeng laughed wildly in his heart.
What’s the point of Lingxiao Sect’s cultivators trying harder, because the referee in charge of this competition is from Buxu Sect.
Although many people from the Buxu Sect have been dug out and replaced one after another in recent years, the old spies who have been lurking for many years are still as solid as a rock.
Han Changfeng looked proudly at the position of the elder of Danyun Palace, waiting for him to announce the winner.
However, after seeing the person sitting in the seat clearly, Han Changfeng's pupils suddenly shrank.
The new elder of Danyun Palace felt the gaze from the stranger and smiled at him politely.
Han Changfeng: ???
What's going on? Just now, the people sitting here were from the Buxu Sect. Why did the Danyun Palace even change the people sitting in the referee's seat?
This is unreasonable!
Han Changfeng looked at the ring again.
It doesn't matter, it's not a big problem, Qin Yi will definitely win, he is the best in Buxu Sect - uh...
He actually had no idea whether Qin Yi was outstanding or not. He only knew that Qin Yi came from a noble family, so he had to curry favor with him, and everyone else in the Buxu Sect also had to do their best to please Qin Yi.
However, according to common sense, a child of a noble family who has been raised with resources can definitely defeat an ordinary person with no background.
Han Changfeng was full of confidence.
Seeing that the woman from Lingxiao Sect didn't move at all, she must have been frightened by Qin Yi's absolute strength.
That umbrella is so ugly, it must be of poor quality. It won’t take Young Master Qin long to break it.
Now, only her umbrella was there, persisting in using various methods to output damage. She herself should have almost given up struggling.
The more Han Changfeng thought about it, the more confident he became. His confidence was overflowing, as if Qin Yi could break the umbrella and pin Sui Yan to the ground and beat him up in the next moment.
Then Sui Yan moved.
She pulled out a magic whip from her sleeve, put away her umbrella, and swung the whip out.
Han Changfeng curled his lips.
Haha, this soft whipping technique shows that he has no idea about whipping.
Qin Yi fell to the ground with a thud.
The elder of Danyun Palace at the referee's table gestured, and the disciple in charge announced, "Lingxiao Sect's Sui Yan wins!"
Han Changfeng was stunned.
Lin Luo drank honeydew melon pudding milk tea, pulled the ancient blood jade from Han Changfeng's hand, and put it into his sleeve.
No matter what this ancient blood jade is, it should be a very valuable thing, so he didn't bother to be polite with Han Changfeng.
Han Changfeng was stunned for a long time, then suddenly realized what was happening. He pulled Lin Luo's sleeve and roared, "This is unfair! Her whip is definitely a high-level magic weapon! High-level magic weapons are prohibited in the Mingzhu Association arena. She should get off the stage immediately and her record will be invalidated!"
Lin Luo calmly let him pull.
As a sword cultivator, he only looked easy to pull. In fact, Han Changfeng could not pull his extremely heavy body at all. He just thought of it as a piece of ancient blood jade that was pulled by a cat twice. The only difference was that the cat looked a bit shabby and the sound was unpleasant.
The elder of Danyun Palace could no longer bear to watch: "That whip is only of Xuan-grade quality. It was obviously made by this weapon-cultivating disciple himself. Elder Han, please stop talking nonsense here and damaging other people's reputation."
Han Changfeng pulled for a long time but failed to move it, and was even reprimanded by the elders of Danyun Palace. He sighed, sat back, and stared at the arena he was in charge of with empty eyes.
Lin Luo saw that Han Changfeng had finally given up on getting the ancient blood jade back, and thought that after Sui Yan got off the stage, he would give the ancient blood jade to Sui Yan. This should be considered her trophy.
He stared at Sui Yan and waited for her to leave the stage, noticing that she was in a somewhat abnormal state.
Sui Yan's hands were shaking.
She felt a warm, familiar touch on her face.
She also saw a familiar color, the same green as that year.
The green was extremely fresh, flowing across her face at an extremely fast speed.
Sui Yan closed his eyes and wiped his face hard.
She felt her face was clean and her heart was at peace.
Sui Yan opened his eyes and saw a handful of lake green light lying in his palm.
Is this thing the blood of human monks?
The fragmented light flickered under the scorching sun and gradually became cool in her hands. If she squeezed it tightly, it seemed to gather into a ball of fireflies, but if she loosened it, it would be like shattered glaciers.
This was the first time she saw blood since she made the umbrella.
“So beautiful.”
Sui Yan murmured.
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