Chapter 65 Fighting Weapons

"What competition?"

"Reforge the natal sword at the same time? What does this mean?"

"Something's wrong. Is this... a fighting weapon?"

"Oh my god! The contract has been signed. What a fighting weapon!"

"Fighting weapon???"

The word "fighting weapon" quickly spread throughout the hall.

The so-called weapon fighting refers to two weapon refiners starting a furnace at the same place at the same time to refine a weapon with the same function, and then inviting several monks recognized by both parties to act as referees to judge the weapon based on its grade, purpose, and whether it is suitable for the user, in order to determine the winner.

It is similar to the fighting between monks, but in a different form.

This kind of thing usually happens between different sects and exists as a kind of bet.

Most of the disciples present had never seen a real fighting weapon with their own eyes, and at most had only heard about it from hearsay.

Even so, all the disciples who have heard of fighting weapons know how great the risks are hidden in fighting weapons.

The level of the weapon betting contract is very high, which is directly equivalent to making a life-and-death oath to the heaven. The losing party must complete the bet no matter what, otherwise, at best, his cultivation will not be able to improve even a little bit in this lifetime, and at worst, his life will be in danger and there will be no cure. In addition, no matter how well the content of the bet is completed, the losing party is also very likely to develop a demon in his heart and suffer a great loss in cultivation.

Of course, in a gambling game, there are losers and winners. The winner in the weapon fighting game not only wins the bet, but also gains new insights in the process of weapon refining. The insights gained through this path are very precious to the monks.

Everyone wants to be a winner, and no one wants to be a loser.

Therefore, generally speaking, both sides of a fight are people of similar strength, and they have refined weapons of the same grade, and the final victory or defeat is determined by the referee's decision.

This time, the disciple challenged the master, the true disciple challenged the elder, or more precisely, a nine-year-old foundation-building cultivator who had not even been graded challenged a high-grade cultivator elder who was several hundred years old.

Isn't this really just giving away your life?

Everyone present was puzzled by this.

"What happened to Fifth Junior Sister? Could it be that something went wrong in her cultivation and she became possessed and lost her mind?"

"She took a vow to challenge the elders in front of so many people. What did she want to do? How was she going to end it?

"Didn't they say that the Seven Secrets Linglong Heart would not go astray? What's going on here?"

"What's going on? What does Fifth Junior Sister want to do?"

"Fifth Junior Sister, this isn't a fighting weapon. This is just a show of anger."

"The fault of the disciple is also the fault of the teacher. Elder Yu's behavior is really inappropriate."

"The expulsion of a true disciple has never happened before..."

"What are the other true disciples doing? Don't you want to stop by?"

"It's so strange. Why didn't any of the elders say anything when Fifth Junior Sister offended the teacher like this?"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but the conversation between the two people on the stage continued.

The elder of the Weapon Sect said, "The weapon gambling game will not be delayed any longer. It just so happens that I think it is better to do it now than to wait for a day! Now is the perfect time, just right for forging the sword. What do you think, friend Lingzhi?"

The curve of Lingzhi's mouth never dropped: "I think so too, Master."

Upon hearing this, the elder of Qi Sect laughed sarcastically.

He didn't feel that he would lose at all, but there was one thing that made him feel strange.

It's okay that Lingzhi was unreasonable and provoked him in public, but this fighting weapon life and death contract is a deadly thing. Considering the degree of protection that Qingyun Sect has for its true disciples, these elders and true disciples, didn't even one of them stop it?

Is this normal?

The elder of Qi Zong's eyes swept over his colleagues at the table one by one, and then over the true disciples who had always been united.

Everyone was watching the situation nervously, but no one was willing to speak out to stop it.

When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong. Why is it?

It can't be... this was premeditated, right?

This thought only appeared for a moment before it was dispelled by the elder of the Weapon Sect himself.

What a joke! What a joke!

Even if there was a premeditated plan, they shouldn't have focused on the weapons.

No matter what, it is impossible for a mere spiritual branch to defeat him in refining weapons.

Not to mention that her quenching methods were all wrong, even if she mastered the correct quenching method - what could she do?

How old is she? How many years has she been learning to make instruments?

Refining tools is not that simple!

Even though talent is paramount in refining weapons, even the highest talent requires a lot of practice to be able to display the talent. Does she think she is the second Chu Songping?

"Master, please move."

Lingzhi spoke first, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

The elder of the Weapon Sect snorted coldly, raised his legs and walked towards the inner hall, and Lingzhi followed, tethered to the elder at a moderate pace.

Just like how she had followed her master obediently countless times before.

But this time will be the last time in this life.

After today, there will be no more Master, and no more Fifth Junior Sister of the Weapon Sect...

As the two protagonists left first, all the disciples stood up from their seats and prepared to go to the inner temple square.

The inner sect elders and true disciples were naturally the first to leave. Only when their figures completely disappeared would the other disciples start to move.

As the newly-emerged fourth true disciple, Nanwang acts together with the other true disciples.

However, the feeling of being among the true disciples is similar to that of a free-range chicken among red-crowned cranes...

The eyes focused on him were almost unbearable.

If the most important thing right now was not the matter of Fifth Junior Sister, Nan Wang might have already been looking for a crack in the ground to drill down.

Nanwang didn't know anything about weapon refining, but he knew about gambling. To him, this gambling game was extremely strange: "Why is it that only Fifth Junior Sister has placed a bet in the gambling game between Fifth Junior Sister and the elder? What if the elder loses?"

Zhan Chenming sighed: "The elder believes that he will not lose, so he did not place a bet."

Nanwang asked doubtfully, "How can a bet that only one party has placed a bet count?"

Zhan Chenming said: "Both parties have signed the contract, the bet has been made, so it will naturally count."

When Nan Wang heard this, he immediately became anxious: "But this is not fair at all. Why would Fifth Junior Sister agree to such a gamble?"

Zhan Chenming shrugged and said, "Fifth Junior Sister also felt that she would not lose, so she agreed."

Nanwang: "...Since there is no chance of failure, shouldn't we take this opportunity to make the elder bleed? The elder is old, and he must have a lot of good things in his hands!"

"That depends on what Fifth Junior Sister thinks."

Zhan Chenming sighed sadly.

He could vaguely guess why Fifth Junior Sister did not ask the elder to give the reason for the bet.

But this guess doesn't quite fit with the character Fifth Junior Sister usually displays... He thinks it's better not to say it out loud.

Du Xueling, who was walking in front of the two people, heard their conversation, but her choice was the same as Zhan Chenming's, she said nothing.

Since there were so many people who remained silent, the one who finally spoke up to help Nanwang resolve his doubts was Chu Songping:

"If you challenged me to a duel one day, what would you ask me to bet on?"

Doudan Doudan, as you can tell from the name, is a gamble similar to fighting weapons.

After a long while, Nanwang finally spoke faintly, fragilely, and tremblingly:

"Although, although I think there won't be such a day, but if...if I really have a one in a thousand chance of defeating Second Senior Brother, I would probably, probably let Second Senior Brother refine, refine for me for a lifetime, no, no, refine for half a lifetime, the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill, right?"

Chu Songping said without turning his head: "In this way, the gamble can be established."

Nan Wang asked cautiously, "Then, what is the bet you need me to offer, Second Senior Brother?"

Chu Songping said: "No."

Nan Wang quickly understood what Chu Songping meant: "Yeah, that's right, I don't have anything that Second Senior Brother would like..."

Chu Songping then turned around and looked at him: "Don't you understand this very well?"

Nanwang: “…”

etc.

After Chu Songping said this, he seemed to understand a little.

He had designs on Chu Songping, but Chu Songping had no designs on him.

In order for the gambling to be established, Chu Songping will place a bet, but he does not need to place a bet, because... Chu Songping not only has no intentions towards him, but also has no chance of losing even one in a thousand, one in ten thousand, or one in a hundred thousand!

They are not equal!

Chu Songping was using this example to tell him why Lingzhi had signed his name without even asking the elders of Qi Zong to place a bet.

Because all she wanted was for the gamble to be successful.

But……

Although Nanwang was one of the few people present who did not think Lingzhi would lose, he still couldn't help but think -

The relationship between Lingzhi and the elder of Qizong is at least equal, right?

Could it be that Lingzhi's strength is far greater than that of the Elder of Qi Sect?

…

The Inner Temple Square was soon filled with people.

At the request of the elders, the disciples of Qi Zong went to Qi Zong and opened the Qi Zong warehouse, allowing both sides of the fight to choose the materials for refining weapons.

Zhan Chenming set up a teleportation array on the spot, connecting the inner palace square and the Qi Zong warehouse to facilitate the two people's entry and exit.

Nanwang had only been to the inner hall once before, and that was to pick up the newborn rabbit from the reincarnation hall.

When he thought of An Nuo's situation, Nan Wang's heart, which was already heavy because of his fifth junior sister's strong confrontation with the elder of the Qi Sect today, became even heavier.

Annuo couldn't even stay with him today because there were too many people present. Nan Wang was afraid something might happen, so he asked Annuo to stay in Panlong Palace just in case.

And the current situation...to be honest, the current situation is exactly the "what if" scenario that Nan Wang had expected.

Things have gotten to this point, and logically, the head immortal should come out to maintain the situation.

Nan Wang looked from afar at Lingzhi and the elders of Qi Zong who were surrounded by the crowd and sighed deeply.

The interruption by the fifth junior sister diverted everyone's attention away from his newly-minted fourth true disciple.

But, but Fifth Junior Sister’s fight... is really worrying.

Perhaps it was because Nanwang's worried look was too intense, Lingzhi seemed to sense something and turned around, just in time to meet Nanwang's eyes.

Lingzhi smiled slightly and made the shape of "don't worry" with his mouth.

Nan Wang's wildly beating heart suddenly calmed down a lot.

It's okay. After all... this is the fifth junior sister!

The future leader of weapon cultivators in the world will definitely not lose!