On the stage, Mr. Liu finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing what had just happened. But before he could completely relax, another incident happened on the field.
The young man holding the Wandering Dragon Sword had an uncertain expression on his face, and suddenly he swung his sword frantically towards the Zixiao Divine Sword.
"Dang Dang Dang Dang!!!"
A series of noises were heard, accompanied by the man's shouts as he struggled to chop.
Pei Laoliu was startled by his sudden move and hurried forward to stop him, but was pushed far away by the other party and almost fell off the stage.
"Clang~"
Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaoman stood up suddenly, a cold light flashing in his eyes. Because his movements were too large, the chairs behind him were overturned.
However, his movement here did not attract any attention, and everyone's eyes fell on the middle stage.
After the man slashed wildly for more than ten times in a row, he finally stopped and looked at his "result" while panting.
But when his eyes rested on the intact black iron sword in the middle of the chair, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His eyes were wide open and he stood there speechless for a long time.
The man raised the Youlong Sword with trembling hands. Seeing the somewhat deformed blade on it, his lips couldn't help but tremble slightly: "This... this is impossible..."
He knew very well the strength of the Wandering Dragon Sword, because he had hired someone to forge it himself. Cutting a pig iron sword was just like playing, but he didn't expect that he would hit a wall here today.
Pei Laoliu was about to get angry when the man pushed him, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he suddenly became happy again, and immediately began to ridicule.
"Haha! What did I just say? Our Zixiao Divine Sword alone is more valuable than your entire net worth put together. What about the Wandering Dragon Sword? I think they are all fakes just like you guys. Bar."
"you!"
Liao Zhen blew his beard and glared angrily, pointing his finger at Pei Laoliu and trembling, but he couldn't say anything to refute.
Seeing his appearance, Pei Laoliu was secretly happy. He just wanted to pursue the victory and seal the victory, but he didn't want to kill Cheng Yaojin in the middle, and several discordant voices rang out from the audience.
"It's ridiculous. With such knowledge, you still want to pretend to be Pei Banxian! The Wandering Dragon Sword is meant to ward off evil and ward off evil. It is not used to compete with brute force at all. I really don't know what you can be proud of."
"What Brother Chen said is absolutely true. If we cultivators have to rely on swords to catch monsters, how is that any different from street gangsters?"
"Hey, I don't know why this person is so shameless. He is obviously competing in Taoism, but now he drags Master Liao here to compare the sharpness of swords and weapons. It is extremely shameless!"
The people who spoke were all old Taoist priests who had been helping Liao Zhenren to echo him just now. Seeing that he was frustrated, they immediately jumped out to help speak.
When Liao Zhenren saw that he had reinforcements, he felt reassured, and his face regained its calm expression. He waved his sleeves and said, "Hey... this time it is true that the poor man made a mistake, but although this sword is tough, , but in the end it’s just a heresy. Since the Wandering Dragon Sword failed to cut it off this time, then I can consider it a draw with you..."
He paused and then said: "It's just that you don't have any other magic weapons this time. What will you use to compete in the remaining matches?"
In a few words, he had already revealed what had just happened, and also showed the meaning of "This draw is a charity from me."
Pei Laoliu was stunned by the words of these guys. He originally thought that he was already thick-skinned, but he didn't expect that he would encounter someone even more shameless today. He couldn't hold back and pointed at the other person's nose. He cursed.
"Bah! You competed with me on the sword, and now you've lost and you're denying it! And you know clearly that I didn't bring anyone with you today, yet you insist on comparing numbers with me here. I've never seen such a shameless person!"
Master Liao's face turned blue and white after being scolded. Unexpectedly, this old man was quite smart and didn't get caught up in his words. It seemed that he had met his opponent today.
Master Liao was still silent. When the young Taoist priest saw that his master had no words to speak, he immediately stepped forward, walked a few steps forward and came to Pei Laoliu. He pushed him down and staggered him with his body, and mouthed He scolded: "Old bastard, my master is interested in you when discussing Taoism. Don't be ignorant here!"
Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaoman finally couldn't bear it anymore. He almost made a move when this guy pushed Mr. Liu just now, but he finally calmed down. As a result, I now find that that guy has gone even further, and there are so many people bullying Mr. Liu. I feel like we have no adults in our family, right?
He immediately stopped hesitating, and with a thought in his mind, he immediately spent 20 points of dark energy to activate the skill Eternal Curtain. His whole person was immediately covered by a layer of gray shadow, making it difficult for outsiders to see his appearance clearly.
Zhang Xiaoman's anger level skyrocketed, dark energy condensed in his hands, and he used the new ability he had just mastered - the Spiritual Storm Technique - in one breath.
The young Taoist priest took a step forward, and just when he was about to make a move, he saw a purple light flashing around him, directly breaking the sail flag with the words "Tongxuan Kongzi" on the side, and then penetrated it. The glass on one side of the hall slanted towards the sky outside.
Faced with this sudden scene, he was a little confused at first and didn't understand what happened. But after two or three breaths, the young Taoist priest suddenly came back to his senses. A horrifying idea emerged in his mind, and he immediately turned around and looked in the direction of the light beam.
At this time, everyone in the hall also reacted to the incident, and everyone's eyes turned to the southeast. There, a man whose whole body was wrapped in light gray mist was slowly leaving his seat and walking towards the middle.
Although Zhang Xiaoman was angry at the moment, the habit he had developed in recent times made him subconsciously assume a mysterious posture of a master. Every step he took was steady and powerful. Although his steps were fast, there was no urgency at all. .
He raised his right hand slightly, making a grasping gesture in the air. The Zixiao Divine Sword, which was still lying in the middle of the chair, suddenly levitated, and then quickly flew towards Zhang Xiaoman under the watchful eyes of everyone, and was soon firmly grasped by the latter.
This is the second ability besides hardness of the Zixiao Divine Sword in its sealed state - summoning!
Because the artifact recognizes its owner, Zhang Xiaoman only needs to call it in his heart, and the Zixiao Divine Sword will immediately fly into his hands. This is somewhat similar to the hammer of a certain superhero in the movie.
"Oh my god! Flying sword!!"
"Fuck!! What is that!?"
"Oh! my! god!!!"
There was an exclamation of exclamation from the crowd, including several foreign guests.
Zhang Xiaoman didn't care so much at this time. He stared at the young Taoist priest who had taken action several times. Before he was about to take the stage, he waved his hand, and bursts of dark energy twisted around him. Only two people wearing blue and purple armor were seen. , a sturdy man carrying a giant spear appeared beside him out of thin air.
The appearance of this scene made the crowd of onlookers roar again, and some of the quick responders had already taken out their mobile phones and started recording.
Zhang Xiaoman, accompanied by two star guards, climbed onto the circular wooden platform, stared directly at the young Taoist priest, and softly uttered three words.
"Call me."
