Chapter 69: A magical weapon appears in the arena
"That was really careless."
Bai Yunshu murmured, looking down at the ranking list in front of him.
Her fingers gently stroked the name on the first line.
First place, Emperor Xuanying: Yin Huan.
Second place, Ziyun Sect: Sultago.
Third place, Emperor Xuanying: Yan Weiwan.
Fourth place, Chen Wuzong: Chaohe Yan.
Fifth place...
Yin Huan was firmly in first place. Bai Yunshu had a sickly smile on his face, and a strange persistence flashed in his eyes, like staring into the abyss.
The top ten rankings have been announced. The competition will adopt the rules of a ring match. Players must defend the ring with their own abilities. If they fail, the successful one will become the new champion. The order of victory will be determined by drawing lots. Each match lasts only half an incense stick, so players must be quick, accurate and ruthless. If there is a tie, both players will be eliminated.
But the premise is that friendship comes first, competition comes second. You cannot kill, cheat, or slander other disciples. If you feel you cannot win, you can step down and admit defeat at a critical moment.
Yin Huan drew the lucky number ten and was ranked last, Yan Weiwan was ranked fifth, and Su Tang was ranked seventh.
This time, the free competition stage attracted everyone's attention. After all, the top ten were either the chosen ones or the ones with good luck, so it was bound to be exciting.
The first one to come on stage was a disciple of Chen Wu Zong, who used a sword, and the opponent was a disciple of Gu You Zong, who used a whip.
The elders were all discussing which side would win. Bai Yunshu was neither anxious nor panicked, and didn't even have the mind to watch. He closed his eyes and took a light nap.
The fight on the ring was in full swing, and the sound of long whips breaking through the air could be heard from time to time. The disciples with swords tried to block them carefully, but soon the swords were hooked by the whips and thrown out, landing on Yue Daiyuan's desk.
Without his sword, the disciple could only admit defeat. He looked for his sword apologetically and looked at Yue Daiyuan who had a speechless expression.
Yue Daiyuan frowned, used her spiritual power to control the sword and pulled it out from her desk, and asked casually.
"What are you going to do? Murder the elders?"
The disciple scratched his head embarrassedly, but Yue Daiyuan didn't care. He returned the sword and let the disciple go.
Later, the second place was beaten down by the third place, the third place was beaten down by the fourth place, and the fourth place was beaten down by the fifth place, Yan Weiwan.
Yan Weiwan naturally also used a sword. After guarding one platform after another, he encountered the Seventh Sulfur Sugar.
Su Tang used the umbrella she always carried with her.
"Xuan Ying Sect disciple Yan Weiwan, please teach me."
"Lu Tang, a disciple of Ziyun Sect, please teach me."
After the two of them finished their polite conversation, they threw themselves into the battle.
Su Tang's umbrella is called Mu Zhuo, a top-grade magic weapon that has long been spiritual. Its power should not be underestimated. The one used by Yan Weiwan is a high-level sword that he had previously refined.
Because I was not familiar enough with it, I had only been using it for less than two hours.
She wasn't very skilled in using it, but at least she made it herself, so it was better to have it than not.
After all, most new disciples do not have weapons and they are only given weapons after they become apprentices. However, the sulfur sugar of Ziyun Sect has probably been used because it is too valued.
The umbrella in Sutang's hand transformed into several, dazzling people. Then it flew out of her hand and went towards Yan Weiwan.
The two fought fiercely for a long time, and finally Yan Weiwan fell to the ground, covering his chest to indicate that he could not win.
But she was already very powerful. She held her own ring and fought with her for so long.
The one who fought against Sutang later was a disciple of Xianbei Sect, who attacked with water sleeves.
The sleeves can be long or short, sharp and windy, and even contain sulfur sugar.
But the umbrella tore her sleeves into pieces, and the rags flew all over the sky, which was really eye-catching.
Su Tang held an umbrella and watched the person in front of him walk off the stage in a mess with his sleeves torn.
Sutang defended the stage once again, and the elders of Ziyun Sect below laughed so hard that their eyes were almost invisible.
This time, it’s Yinhuan’s turn.
"Yin Huan! Come on!"
The disciple of Xuanying Sect is most optimistic about Yin Huan, after all, she is number one.
At this moment, Bai Yunshu raised his eyes and looked at the arena.
From this perspective, she can see everything that happens on the field very clearly.
Geng Jihuan also joined in the fun, shouting, "Come on, Yinhuan!"
Yin Huan heard Geng Jihuan's voice and looked in her direction, but happened to meet Bai Yunshu's eyes.
After a quick glance, she looked away and raised the sword in her hand.
She only used the most ordinary iron sword.
Her swordsmanship was sharp, but Su Tang remained calm and continued to block with his umbrella.
She was very good at using this umbrella, and since it was filled with abundant spiritual energy, she was not afraid.
The fight between the two had just started not long when Yin Huan raised his sword to stop the umbrella. The spiritual power in the umbrella overflowed and went straight along the sword to hit Yin Huan's dantian.
The next second, Yin Huan felt pain in her dantian, and the sword... broke. She was also affected by the spiritual power inside and lay on the ring.
Yin Huan lay on the ring, looking at the sky, with the taste of blood coming out of her mouth. When everyone was waiting for her to admit defeat, she slowly got up and looked at the broken sword beside her.
"then."
Bai Yunshu's voice came from a distance. Yin Huan subconsciously turned around and saw a sword with a scabbard appeared in front of her. She immediately caught it.
She looked at the sword, then looked at Bai Yunshu, slowly pulled out the sword and held it in her palm.
When the elders of Ziyun Sect saw this scene, they became dissatisfied.
"Elder Ying Su, how can this be justified? Giving away spiritual weapons in the middle of the game."
"Why not? Your Ziyun Sect is quite interesting. In this kind of competition, what is the decoration of the shell of the top-grade spiritual weapon? Do you need me to remind you?"
Bai Yunshu seemed to be smiling, but the Ziyun Sect elder's expression changed and he said, "What nonsense are you talking about, Elder Yingsu?"
Bai Yunshu stood up and looked at Sutang's umbrella.
She spoke in a voice that only she and the elders of Ziyun Sect could hear.
"The Fuxuan Umbrella is an ancient artifact, pitch black and brimming with spiritual energy. Do you really think no one in our Xuanying Sect can see through it? You are the only elder left in the Ziyun Sect. I will give you a favor and give my disciples an ancient artifact too. Let's see how strong these two disciples are."
The elder of Ziyun Sect fell silent, and the others present also understood something from what he had just said, so they didn't say anything more.
But someone has already spoken out.
"No wonder I felt something was wrong with that umbrella from the beginning. I was wondering why it looked so much like a divine artifact, treating everyone like fools."
"That's right. With such a weapon, it would be a miracle if other disciples could defeat us."
“…”
Everyone was whispering, and the elder of Ziyun Sect looked a little embarrassed, but he still pretended to be calm.
"Elder Yingsu! You are so biased!"
On the side, Yan Weiwan started crying. Bai Yunshu thought about it and took some spirit stones from Nan Lezhi to give to her.
Yan Weiwan was happy and laughed foolishly while holding the spirit stone.
In fact, even if she defended the ring, she would unconditionally admit defeat in the last match.
On the ring, Yin Huan had stood up again, holding the sword, not caring at all about the blood flowing from his lips.
"Please teach me."
She said those two words and rushed forward with her sword.
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