Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 183 Invitation to Battle

It's quite useless as a sword, but this stubborn stone is quite rare. Rushen can't offer a price right now, "Wait a minute, I'll ask Master."

Rushen went to a voice transmission, received a reply after a while, and said after thinking about it for a while, "What price can you buy it for?"

Zhan Changfeng took out all the spirit stones in the jade pendant without hesitation.

Ru Shen glanced at it, and there were at least 50 million low-grade spirit stones, including 100 yuan of middle-grade spirit stones.

Where did the swordsmith apprentice see so many spirit stones all at once, and the equivalent is 10,000+!
Seeing Zhan Changfeng throwing out the elixir and pill, Rushen hurriedly said, "Enough!"

"It's not easy to find a good sword. I'd be happy to lose my family and property." Zhan Changfeng was so excited that he almost gave him all the "stolen items" such as jade pendants and bundled immortal cables.

Zhan Changfeng happily walked away dragging the epee with one hand. The tip of the sword drew long marks on the ground. She took a look and took out various medicinal materials as compensation.There was really nothing left of her now.Except for bad things and poison.

The swordsmith apprentice dropped his jaw in shock, "Is this stupid or stupid?!"

Rushen was moved, "Now Taizu can be satisfied."

At the beginning no one asked for Taizu's sword, but now someone has exhausted all they have to get it, how can they be dissatisfied.

"She is so eager to get the sword, is she rushing to compete?"

Rushen smiled, "You can watch it if you want."

"Thank you, brother!"

The swordsmith apprentice had just left, and Taoist Danyang came back.

"Master, that sword has been sold."

Taoist Danyang responded, "How much did you sell?"

"Worth seven 10,000+ low-grade spirit stones."

"It's okay, anyway, let's let it go."

As soon as Shen saw the master came, he picked up the half-finished sword and reported, "That man also picked up this sword just now, he must be a person who loves swords."

Taoist Danyang had to suppress its resistance before touching it. How could anyone pick it up?

Taoist Danyang locked it into the long box, and asked a few more words, "What age and cultivation level is that man?"

"You are quite young, and you are born with a small talent."

Daoist Danyang suddenly became uninterested, "I'm going to Fengyun Realm to attend the Zhongling Conference, so you should guard the sword hut carefully."

Rushen knew that the master had always wanted to forge a superior sword, and then handed the sword over to the famous general and overlord, so as to achieve the title of peerless magic weapon.The world of wind and cloud is a big world, and the Zhong Ling Conference is also a conference for discussing the law of people from all walks of life, including those who rule the world or have high prestige.

This is an excellent stage of fame.

Rushen congratulated in advance, "May Master come true."

Taoist Danyang patted the box and exhaled, "By the way, what name do you think should be given to it?"

"Master must have liked it."

"Hahaha, let's call it Chi kiss."

Over there Zhan Changfeng dragged his sword back to Dianjiangtai. This sword is pretty good everywhere, but it is a bit ear-splitting.

Zhan Changfeng stopped someone at random, "Fellow Daoist, where is the arena?"

The man looked at her strangely, and pointed in the direction with the most people.

Stirring, stabbing, the fire in the tunnel was dim, and the end was faint. Hearing the sound and seeing the man dragging the sword, the man felt goosebumps for no reason.Wow, why do you suddenly feel lifeless?

People stuck in the passageway of the arena also felt cold, and they all subconsciously turned their heads to look at the dark and depressing distance.

Stab, stab.

Take it easy.

Finally, the nearest light illuminated the visitor.

"What the hell, scare me."

"A little girl is playing with a sword!"

"Madan, I just want to know who the one with zero points is, has he finished the competition and ran away secretly?"

"No way, the nameplate does say 'challenging'."

Zhan Changfeng wanted to go in, but the blockage was too strong, "Make room, everyone, I want to go in and compete."

A few people looked back at her, but didn't move.

Zhan Changfeng could only repeat it again.

One person turned around and said, "Hey, if you look better, I'll let you go."

"I can't let it go even if I want to. I haven't gone in yet."

"Oh my god, is it full of people? I'm already stuffed with half a stick of incense."

"Tsk, I suspect that the one with zero points is also blocked in the passage."

Zhan Changfeng sighed, took out the nameplate and canceled the challenge, Taoist One Eyebrow also agreed.

"Damn it, look at the nameplate, it's over!"

"Has anyone come out? There seems to be movement inside."

"It's all gone, what are you doing blocking it?"

"Don't, you must pass by here when you come out, and you can see it just in time."

This is not going?

That would be embarrassing.

At this time, a loud roar came from the fighting arena, "It's all gone, don't affect the normal fighting skills!"

The momentum at the peak of Foundation Establishment really had a miraculous effect, and people began to leave.

"The voice just now was Bai Shanya, it seems to be angry."

"I'm also worried. I haven't seen anyone after waiting for so long."

Zhan Changfeng leaned against the wall and waited for the people to disperse. Apparently Taoist Yimei didn't tell her about the basic record points, and zero points should not cause such a sensation.

This basic record point is obtained because of passing the assessment of the Hall of Sensibility. Could it be that zero points represent a good score, and getting a thousand and eight hundred record points for the first time is actually a bad score?
At that point, the generals are quite tolerant towards newcomers, giving those with poor grades more records to survive for a while.

But she got zero points, all because there was no assessment, right?
There is also the trial of the divine eye, why is it so kind to give people three days to prepare for it? What are you preparing for?
Or is it just a rule?
She had a bit of a headache, and wanted to grind the stage for a while, but this inexplicable zero score seemed to have pushed her to the front of the crowd. Since she could not retreat, she could only advance.

When Zhan Changfeng was simulating a new sword move in his mind, he let out a cold snort and rushed towards her.It was the monk I met in the Sword Hut.

"Heh, go to fighting skills?" Xiang Mengfei said with contempt in his eyes, "Haven't you never heard of me, then you will definitely remember me today."

"Where do you want Daoist Xiang to take action, I'll meet her," the pointed-faced monk heard the sound knowingly, pointed at Zhan Changfeng and said, "Do you dare to compare with me!"

Someone else echoed, "Yes, Li Zhao is also born with a little success, so he is not bullying you."

"I'm afraid you won't even be able to hold the broken sword in your hand." Xiang Mengfei glanced at the epee, its appearance was rather domineering, but it was too ordinary, probably not even a spirit weapon.

Zhan Changfeng lowered his eyes, as if he was out of shape, "How many points do you have?"

"Hehe," Li Zhao smiled exaggeratedly, looked at his companions and said, "She still plans to win?!"

Several people laughed, "Tell her, let her calculate how much she can win!"

"Taoist two thousand and eight!"

Taller than Taoist One Eyebrow, how did this Taoist Eyebrow be consummate enough to fool a novice, "Lead the way."

"Newcomer? It's not good to be so arrogant, I'll let you know the rules today!"

Xiang Mengfei and the others deliberately wanted to teach her a lesson, so they surrounded her from left to right, "Let's go!"

"How much merit do you have, don't score negative points at that time, it will make people happy."

"With such a small level of cultivation and no one to help, you dare to enter the general platform. It's very brave. Why don't you kowtow to Daoist Xiang now to make amends, so as not to suffer later."

"That's right, he actually offended brother Xiang Dao, ignorant and fearless."

These people looked at Zhan Changfeng's elm-headed head and didn't respond. They were contemptuous and bored, and went away holding Xiang Mengfei.

There were a lot of people entering and leaving the arena, but in the crowded corridor, Xiang Mengfei and his party stepped out of the posture of crossing the street, and the monks gave way one after another.

"Isn't this Xiang Mengfei, why are you back again?" A playful voice came clearly, Xiang Mengfei looked at him coldly, and replied, "Oh, are you still squatting?"

This person has a square face and short head, bare upper body, tall and mighty figure, nine-pack abs, and Xiang Mengfei is not very suitable, so he glanced at Zhan Changfeng among them, "Oh, the new recruits, don't know If you can’t find that zero, just accept it.”

"Fart Guo Zirui, you think my vision is as bad as yours."

(End of this chapter)