Chapter 104: Winning the Championship but Shura Field

"As expected of someone that Sect Leader Tong Yan has chosen, he is indeed quite capable!"

"You are so good-looking and powerful, are there any laws?"

"This rabbit is so shy."

"Amazing, amazing, I was wrong before."

"So why are bunnies so big?"

"Interesting, really interesting..."

Amid the enthusiastic applause, Nan Wang happily but shyly scratched the back of his head.

Although this was not the first time that he had attracted the attention of the public, this was the first time that he had been noticed for his own strength.

The other contestants quickly surrounded Nanwang and began to praise him:

"Wow, you're a much more interesting bunny than an avalanche."

"Boss, take me with you!"

"Is the Heavenly Demon Sect still recruiting people? Can I join the sect now?"

"This rabbit looks just like the real thing. Its flirtatious eyes gave me goosebumps. I thought I saw Ye Qiao."

"Brother, your talisman-making skills are too high. You are even better than Master Wu Ge!"

Perhaps because there was no room for anyone to stand around Nanwang, the players who failed to grab a spot set their sights on Qi Wuqi, who was also from the Tianmo Sect.

Qi Wuqi glanced at Nanwang from a distance and said to everyone:

"Brother Nan is young but his talisman-making skills are first-rate. He has always been at the top of our talisman hall. Our leader pays close attention to him and has long said that he wants him to take over as the next hall master."

Everyone suddenly realized:

"so it is!"

"It's really a focus of training, I knew it!"

"No wonder he's so weird, all geniuses are like that."

"There's nothing to compare to."

"Anyway, I am convinced."

"What's there to say? Isn't first place already decided?"

“Well-deserved!”

Under everyone's strong request, Nanwang expressed his understanding of the Biantian Talisman and re-drew a Biantian Talisman on the spot, which caused everyone to sigh in amazement.

Nan Wang quickly lost himself in the constant praise. It was not until he was pushed by the crowd to stand in the center and face the gazes of the two leaders that he realized something was wrong.

The two leaders looked at each other and flew into the arena.

Tong Yan, the ordinary-looking leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, landed first and said to Nan Wang directly, "Congratulations on winning the championship."

Wu Ge, the Ghost Corpse Cult leader who looked like Pan An, followed closely behind and added: "Although your talisman did not fully demonstrate the effect of the Heaven-Defying Talisman, your understanding is very accurate. Well, you will be the champion of the competition."

Nan Wang was dumbfounded: "Wait, that's not right, what about the finals?"

Tong Yan said: "You are the only one who passed the semi-finals and entered the finals, so there is no need to compete in the finals."

Nan Wang stammered, “Ah? This, this is not good… If we don’t have the finals, what about the other people’s rankings and rewards…”

"Brother Nan."

Qi Wuqi walked out from among the contestants and said loudly:

"Although my abilities are limited, I know my own limitations. Brother Nan is much stronger than me, and he deserves the title of champion! For me, I am lucky enough to see the pinnacle of talisman skills today, and I will never forget it. How can I have the nerve to covet others?"

Other contestants echoed this:

"That's right!"

"Although I am ignorant, I know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

"I don't deserve the final."

If the Heaven-Defying Talisman is regarded as a test, then Nanwang Wuyi is the only person who is qualified in this test.

After seeing Wu Ge's Avalanche and Nan Wang's Bunny with Seductive Eyes, all the contestants were convinced by the result.

The same is true for the audience in the audience seats.

Nan Wang's performance at the beginning was somewhat disappointing, but he eventually proved with his strength that he was indeed the best talisman practitioner on the field.

Although all the magic talisman competitions since ancient times have never had a situation like today where there is only one first place winner, everyone agrees from the bottom of their hearts that only such a result can be worthy of the shocking magic talisman.

Under absolute strength, the rules are rewritten.

Nan Wang took the first prize from Tong Yan with a confused look on his face, a whole storage bag full of things.

Spirit stones, talisman jade slips, and countless talisman inks, talisman papers, and talisman pens.

If nothing unexpected happens, with these things, he won't have to worry about making talismans for at least half a year.

But he reasonably suspected that Tong Yan had given him the rewards that were originally for other places, otherwise the first prize alone would not seem to be that much...

Next, the jade slip that Wu Ge handed him made Nan Wang forget all these troubles instantly.

It's a permanent talisman!

From now on, he will no longer have to worry about talisman paper!

Nan Wang couldn't suppress the smile.

Wu Ge said:

"I have spent my life researching the Eternal Talisman Paper. Today I am giving it to you, but you must first swear to the Heavenly Dao that you can only use this jade slip yourself, not pass it on to others, and you cannot sell the Eternal Talisman Paper publicly."

Nan Wang nodded like a garlic: "I swear, I swear."

After swearing the inner demon oath as requested by Wu Ge, Wu Ge put the jade slip into Nan Wang's hands.

After receiving the jade slip, Nan Wang suddenly reacted as if a blessing had come to his mind:

"Wait a minute, the permanent talisman paper is a kind of magic weapon. I can't pass on the method of refining the weapon. Does that mean I have to refine the permanent talisman paper myself?"

Wu Ge nodded: "As it should be, the method of refining permanent talisman paper is very simple. You only need the strength of refining a mid-grade magic weapon to easily refine permanent talisman paper."

Nanwang: “!!!”

What kind of mid-grade magical weapon!

What an easy recipe!

Refining magic weapons is of course an easy task for Wu Ge, as they, the flower and tree creatures, are naturally good at refining magic weapons. But he is not a flower or tree creature, so refining a mid-level magic weapon is as difficult as ascending to heaven for him!

Nanwang's frustrated look made Tong Yan frown, and finally he said to Wu Ge in a bad tone:

"My disciples have always specialized in one thing. Although they are not as talented as Master Wu Ge, they are also focused and have achieved some success."

"I see. I didn't think it through."

Wu Ge responded to Tong Yan's words, turned around and smiled at Nan Wang:

"It's just that the method of refining the permanent talisman cannot be passed on to others. If you really need it, you can come to... the Ghost Corpse Cult to find me."

There is nothing wrong with this statement in itself.

Wu Ge had already given Nan Wang the method of making a permanent talisman. Since Nan Wang did not have the ability to make it, he could only go to Wu Ge, who had the ability to make it, to get the talisman paper.

The problem lies in Wu Ge's posture when he said this.

He was standing there quietly at first, but when he was saying the last half of the sentence, he suddenly leaned forward, clung to him softly, and gently circled his back with his fingers. When he opened his mouth, he was full of affection, as if he had a myriad of emotions waiting to be expressed.

Nan Wang was caught off guard and hugged tightly, and he was stunned where he stood.

Tong Yan's face darkened instantly, and he reached out to pull Wu Ge off Nan Wang.

Wu Ge didn't care and still smiled.

There was a roar from the audience...it sounded like noise but it was actually cheers.

“I knew there was a problem!”

"I thought he was a genius, but it turns out there is such a relationship."

"There's actually this. Could Wu Ge have given away the topic in advance?"

"To be honest, it's useless even if you know the answer to the question. If you can't draw it, you just can't draw it."

"Isn't it said that this person is having an affair with Sect Leader Tong Yan? Why is he doing this with Sect Leader Wu Ge too..."

“It’s so exciting, so exciting.”

"This fellow Taoist is a natural born Holy Body of Joy. Are you really not considering joining our Joy Sect?"

Tong Yan pushed Nan Wang several meters away and stood between Nan Wang and Wu Ge, looking at Wu Ge warily, like a hen fighting against an eagle.

As a weak, pitiful and helpless little chick, Nanwang is actually a little taller than Tongyan.

He looked over Tong Yan's shoulder and looked at Wu Ge who was smiling at him from afar.

The touch in my hand has not yet faded, and it feels cold.

He had also hugged the adorable Fifth Junior Sister. In his impression, the Fifth Junior Sister was like a small stove, radiating heat at all times and in all places, which was very consistent with the stereotype of ordinary cultivators about weapon cultivators.

But when he just came into contact with Wu Ge, he found that Wu Ge's body had no temperature at all, like a ball of snow or a piece of ice.

However, he is not really zero degree ice.

If I have to use exact words to describe it... the temperature of Wu Ge's body is exactly the same as the temperature of those inanimate objects at room temperature - the table, the chair, and the talisman pen in his hand.

He looked like anything but a living being.

Nan Wang sensed a huge anomaly and crisis, and looked at Wu Ge with an extremely serious expression.

Tong Yan stood in front of Nan Wang, looking viciously at Wu Ge who came with ill intentions, his expression already reaching the point of being ferocious.

Wu Ge smiled nonchalantly, but that smile didn't even reach his eyes.

The tense scene looked completely different to the audience on stage.

"Oh my god, I can watch this without paying?"

"What a disgrace to be in such a public place! Where is the morality, where is the bottom line, and where is the photo stone?"

"The latest news is that the Wuxing Building where Sect Leader Wu Ge lives is only half a mile away from that disciple's Falling Moon Building!"

"Yes, I have seen them having a secret meeting at night and making love. I was the flycatcher on the ground."

"Is this the legendary Shura Field?"

"It's exciting, it's worth coming here today."

An Nuo, who was also sitting in the audience, wrinkled his face and looked angrily at Nan Wang on the stage.

As a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and someone who lived and ate with Nan Wang, An Nuo naturally got the best seat in the venue, where he could easily take in the entire place.

However, the reason why he sat here was that he wanted to watch Nan Wang's heroic figure winning the championship from a distance, not to see this inexplicable Shura field!

One by one, they all came to compete with him for people.

Damn...

An Nuo hammered the handle of the chair angrily, and his already red eyes turned even redder as if blood was about to drip out.

Around him, spiritual power and demonic energy began to gather, gradually forming a terrifying vortex.

The guardian of the Demonic Cult who was sitting on Annuo's left hand side was the first to notice something was wrong and pushed Annuo's arm in surprise:

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you possessed?"

"Um?"

An Nuo came back to his senses, and the spiritual energy and demonic energy around him disappeared instantly:

"What's wrong with me?"

"Ah... No, it's nothing. Maybe I saw it wrong."

The guardian scratched his head in confusion and for a moment thought he was hallucinating.