Seeing that the candidates for the duel had been decided, Jiang Yun and the other two monks also began to prepare. At this time, Lin Chengsi stood up and said:
"The three candidates participating in the competition will receive 10 second-level defense and control talismans each, 10 each, to ensure your safety during the competition. In addition, each person will receive 1,000 offering points."
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Yun suddenly became excited. He finally had enough offerings for his comprehension of the Purple Yang Divine Stone.
Lin Chengsi finished speaking, and without waiting for the others to be happy, he sent someone to the worship hall warehouse to fetch three mahogany boxes, handing one to each of them. Jiang Yun opened them and indeed found two dozen talismans neatly placed inside.
It was the first time that Jiang Yun had seen so many second-level talismans. Although they all looked like low-grade second-level talismans, they still had the power of an ordinary attack from a foundation-building cultivator.
The price of a low-grade, second-tier talisman in Ziyang City is nearly a thousand spirit stones. These twenty talismans are likely worth over ten thousand spirit stones. Truly worthy of a wealthy offering hall. Not to mention the 1,000 offering point reward.
Jiang Yun's spiritual sense swept across the token, and the offering points in it were also received. Looking at the more than a thousand offering points, Jiang Yun was suddenly filled with hope. He was closer to the Zi Yang Divine Stone.
While both sides were busy preparing for the fight, the attention of everyone in Ziyang City was attracted, and the secret underground auction in the outer city began.
"Substandard Foundation Establishment Pill, starting price 5,000 Spiritual Stones!"
A substandard Foundation Establishment Pill could increase the chance of achieving Foundation Establishment by 15%, but even this substandard product was coveted by a large number of Qi Refining cultivators. It was eventually auctioned off for over 7,000 yuan. This shows that Jiang Yun had been ripped off quite a bit when he sold the Foundation Establishment Pill.
While the auction was being held in full swing, Ling Tong was furious in the Demon Suppression Division. He thought that after resolving the issues with the Worship Hall and the side branches, he could immediately go and wipe out the Demon Cult in the city, but he never expected to be stopped by Commander Lin Feng.
"You can't catch Yingsha anymore. We need to be the referees in this fight."
After hearing the commander's words, Ling Tong finally broke down.
"I've been undercover beside Yingsha for three years, and I let him slip away last time. Now I finally have the chance, and you want me to be the referee? To accompany them in their internal fight?"
Seeing Ling Tong's excitement, Lin Feng said calmly:
"I know you want to capture Yingsha the most, but we are the most suitable for the Demon Suppression Division. Do you want Zhang and the others to go? Not only you, but I want to go too. As for the Jie Xiu auction, I will leave it to other cultivators."
When Ling Tong heard this, a thousand thoughts filled his mind. Suddenly, he raised his head and said:
"I'd still like to apply to capture Shadowsha, because I'm the most familiar with him over the years. Let me go!"
Seeing Lin Feng shaking his head firmly, Ling Tong finally lowered his head in acceptance of his fate.
Not to mention the response of the Demon Suppression Division, the battle between the Worship Hall and the Zhang family's side branch began immediately without any delay.
At this time, all the cultivators who were able to enter the fighting arena came to watch.
Originally, there was a public fighting platform outside Ziyang City, but how could the battle between the Gongfeng Hall and the Zhang family be held in public? Therefore, the two factions had previously chosen to fight in the relatively neutral place of the Demon Suppression Division.
When Ling Tong led his team here, those who were allowed to enter to watch the game were already sitting in the audience, chatting and waiting. Jiang Yun, on the other hand, was in front of the crowd in the worship hall, as he was the first of the three to appear.
After Ling Tong arrived with Commander Lin Feng, they went directly to the high fighting platform.
"Please come forward, cultivators from both sides who are preparing to fight!" As Lin Feng's voice rang out, Jiang Yun and another unfamiliar cultivator from the Zhang family's side branch walked out.
Ling Tong nodded when he saw it was Jiang Yun. Jiang Yun simply responded and saw that the Zhang family cultivator across from him was already watching him quietly.
Seeing both sides standing still, Lin Feng said in a loud voice:
"This duel will end in a decisive moment. If either party concedes defeat or is knocked off the stage and unable to get up, they will be deemed defeated. The use of powerful attacking talismans, spiritual weapons, etc. is prohibited."
As Lin Feng finished speaking, Jiang Yun looked at the Zhang family cultivator in front of him. He was about 30 years old and had reached the Perfect Qi Refining stage. He was clearly a resolute and courageous person.
"Mu Lin, Zhang Bi."
The two introduced themselves.
"I've heard of you. You easily defeated Zhang Ping, who had been known as a genius since childhood. But meeting me was the beginning of your failure."
Zhang Bi looked at Jiang Yun with a cold look in his eyes and said, at the same time he took out his spiritual weapon, a black ring-shaped spiritual weapon.
"I can defeat Zhang Ping, and I can defeat you too!"
Jiang Yun said the same thing and took out the cold blade sword he was using.
Zhang Ping, hearing this from the audience, clenched his fists and looked coldly at the stage. His own failure had forged the other party's reputation.
"bite!"
As soon as Jiang Yun finished speaking, his sword had already been sent out, and Zhang Bi on the opposite side also reacted extremely quickly. The black wheel-shaped spiritual weapon was instantly launched, spinning rapidly, and collided rapidly with the flying cold blade sword.
The cold blade sword was instantly knocked back by the rotating wheel, but Jiang Yun was not in a hurry. He pointed with his right finger, and the cold blade sword flew back and stabbed towards the opponent again flexibly.
Zhang Bi saw this and reached out to touch his body. Suddenly, a silver armor appeared all over his body, wrapping him tightly inside.
"Ding ding ding ding," the cold blade sword stabbed into the armor one after another, making only crisp sounds, but there was no scar on the surface.
"Is this a top-grade spiritual weapon, a quasi-third-level magical weapon, the Silver Light Armor?!"
The cultivators in the audience who knew him blurted out the answer instantly. At the same time, everyone looked at Zhang He, the Foundation Establishment cultivator sitting on the other side. Everyone knew that this was his personal, renowned spiritual weapon. Ordinary cultivators simply couldn't break the defenses of a quasi-three-tribulation magic weapon. They hadn't expected him to be willing to give his own quasi-magic weapon to a cultivator from his own family to fight.
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