On the third floor of the restaurant, the tea cup held in Long Heng's hand had been frozen into the ice at some point.
"What a fast knife, such fast movements, you can kill people in a snap of your fingers, it's all a revelation!" Zuo Qingyun, who was opposite him, smiled with a joking look in his eyes: "How can we be without wine at this time? Shopkeeper, you are blind. Are you ready? Why don’t you serve me and Mr. Long some food and drinks!"
Long Heng glanced at Zuo Qingyun coldly, then stood up and looked down.
"Hengwei, have you seen your junior brother's sword clearly?"
Heng Wei is his latest subordinate. His original name is Han Wei. He is an inner disciple of Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall.
After joining his service, his surname was changed to Heng.
Although this person is not outstanding in the martial arts hall, his strength is among the top three among all the disciples, and he is still above the chief Liu Xingruo of the West Academy.
This is the person Long Heng has trained with all his efforts, and has been seeking to push this person into the true disciple of Zhengyang Martial Arts School.
"See clearly!"
Heng Wei half-knelt down and raised his fist towards Long Heng: "Eldest Master, his sword-drawing stance is blessed by the 'Secret Totem'. The sword is very fast and his body skills are also very agile. My Jiugong Sword may not be able to defend against it. .”
Long Heng nodded slightly, his eyes showing appreciation.
Heng Wei was telling the truth, but he wouldn't like it if this person made a big deal in his words.
He raised his hand and threw Yingjian Duhong's sword over: "What now?"
Heng Wei's eyes lit up after taking the sword: "With the help of this sword, it's easy to kill him! But just in case, please give me another high-grade blood-melting pill!"
Melting Blood Pill is an elixir used internally by Jin Yiwei. It can stimulate the blood power in a short period of time and increase strength and true energy.
The high-grade blood-melting pill not only has no future troubles, but can also strengthen the physical fitness of martial arts practitioners to a certain extent.
Although this is something that only exists within Jinyiwei, for hundreds of years, there will always be some 'blood-melting pills' scattered outside due to various reasons.
"Heng Wu, give him the blood melting pill!"
Long Heng rolled up his robe sleeves and pointed to the wine brought by the shopkeeper next to him: "Go and kill that bastard, and I'll pour the wine for you myself."
Hengwei's eyebrows twitched, and then he smiled happily: "I accept the order, please wait a moment, sir!"
He stood up and strode towards the ring.
Zuo Qingyun couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw this.
Not only did Long Heng use a seventh-grade sword, he also used a top-grade blood-melting pill!
But he didn't say ban before, so it's hard to say anything at this time.
The same is true for the rules of a life-and-death contest, and no extremes are used.
"Come here!" Zuo Qingyun drank the tea in his hand and looked tit-for-tat with Long Heng: "Send an unopened 'blood-melted light steel knife' up, and also give the little brother a blood-melted light steel knife." Dan. I have my word first and I will not let him suffer."
Long Heng chuckled and turned his attention to the ring again.
Even the best 'blood-forged light steel sword' is only at the eighth level, which is far from Du Hong's 'rune eagle sword'.
And he expected that in Zuo Qingyun's hand, there was a blood-melting pill of the highest grade.
At this time, there was a lot of shouting and cursing under the ring.
"You lose now? I'll fuck him, the Immortal Banban."
"One move, another move! I just placed a bet on twenty moves, which was a total of three taels of magic silver."
"Isn't the eldest son of the Long family's 'Eighteen Horsemen of Hengmen' very impressive? Rumor has it that the two most powerful ones can rank among the top ten in the inner sect of the Zhengyang Martial Arts School. Why are they so stretched out?"
"It's not that they pulled the crotch, but this guy is too powerful. His body is like a fleeting shadow, and his sword can chase the wind. The sword just struck was clearly at the level of someone below the eighth level!"
"This brat named Chu deserves to die, he made me lose miserably."
"You should win the next game, right? Mr. Long, can you bear this? Why don't you show off one or two good hands?"
Chu Xisheng also heard the shouting and cursing below, but turned a deaf ear.
He was looking in front of him with a hint of joy.
The martial arts points that had originally dropped to 37 were raised to 48 again after a large firework.
This life and death competition is indeed an excellent place to enhance your reputation.
Not only were there a lot of people watching the excitement, but there were also a large number of people in the world hiding in it.
Among them, the ninth rank is unknown, the eighth rank is like a crucian carp crossing the river, and the remaining seventh and sixth ranks are far beyond those of Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall.
At this time, the '睚禦' in the status bar also changes.
——There are more than 300 martial arts cultivators of Grade 9 or above who have ill intentions towards you, and your Yazhan Sword Intent is enhanced to medium strength.
It must be that too many people lost money just now, which caused many martial arts practitioners in the audience to become hostile to him.
Chu Xisheng was looking through his system panel and martial arts treasure house, trying to find something that could improve his strength.
In the end, he hesitated for a moment, then used a martial arts point and chose to refresh the treasure house.
Chu Xisheng would never waste martial arts points unless absolutely necessary.
Especially at midnight tonight, it is the moment when the martial arts treasure house is refreshed.
But now he is eager to improve his strength. If he can't walk out of the ring alive, there is no use keeping these martial arts points.
As the treasure house was refreshed, a large area of products was displayed in front of Chu Xisheng's eyes.
Chu Xisheng stared directly at the third product.
The first stage of the pure Yang wind body - permanently improves the power of the soul by 50%, the power by 50%, the speed by 20%, the reaction force by 20%, the endurance by 20%, and the resistance to blows by 20%, and the body breeds pure The power of the sun and the strong wind requires 25 martial arts points to exchange.
Note: This talent can be fused with Pure Yang Thunder Body.
Chu Xisheng couldn't help but look slightly moved.
Increase the power of the soul by 50%? Will this solve the problem of his lack of mental strength when using his sword?
He immediately chose to exchange it, and then he saw the icon explode, turning into a golden aura and integrating into his body.
Chu Xisheng felt a warm current flowing through his meridians, lungs, limbs and bones.
The words 'Pure Yang Thunder Body (First Order)' on the screen in front of him changed into the words 'Pure Yang (First Order)'.
Immediately afterwards, Chu Xisheng looked at the Wuyi column again.
——Yaiju Sword Intent can be improved with 10 martial arts points!
Chu Xisheng chose 'Yes', and the number of martial arts points was reduced from 22 to 12. The needle-pricking feeling came again, directly attacking Chu Xisheng's brain.
As countless memory scenes appeared in his mind out of thin air, the words '睚禦义(一级)' also changed into '睚禦祛(二重)'.
——Your perception of the sword’s intention is enhanced! The mental impact when you swing the sword is enhanced, and you can clearly feel the changes in the enemy's power, and use your strength to fight back and injure the opponent.
Chu Xisheng closed his eyes slightly, flipping through the extra memories in his mind, and feeling the unique sword intention.
A call suddenly came from under the ring: "Little brother, this is the knife sent by our Lord, and there is also a blood-melting pill, take it!"
Out of the corner of his eye, Chu Xisheng saw a black shadow approaching.
He raised his hand to take the knife and the elixir bottle, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The sword is a blood-refined light steel sword that has not yet been opened, and it is much stronger than the magic-refined light steel sword.
In fact, the forging process of the two is the same, but the blood-refined light steel knife uses better materials, and there is an extra process, which makes people more comfortable when using this kind of knife.
Chu Xisheng took the knife and cut open the fingers of his left hand. As a wisp of blood flowed on the blade, Chu Xisheng immediately felt towards the knife, as if the man and the knife were one and connected with each other, as if this The knife is already a part of his body.
But Chu Xisheng took one look at the blood-melting pill and put it in his arms.
This is a middle-grade blood-melting pill. Although it can stimulate the true energy, it will leave hidden injuries on his meridians.
At this moment, a handsome young man about sixteen years old climbed over the knife wall and stood in front of Chu Xisheng.
There was a three-leaf waist badge hanging on his waist, and he held Du Hong's 'Rune Eagle Sword' in his hand. He smiled and hugged Chu Xisheng with a fist: "Junior Brother Chu! I, Hengwei, am here to lead my junior brother in his brilliant move."
