Chapter 1,744 Rescue

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Although the spiritual shield was broken, Zhong Wushuang was not an ordinary person. She took out a sword from her storage ring that was of extraordinary quality. With just one sword strike, the sword light killed the strange bird that was trying to attack by surprise.

It seems that this sword has at least reached the level of a spiritual weapon, and it should have been temporarily given to Zhong Wushuang by Wanbao Tower for use. After all, she was poor. If he could afford a spiritual treasure, he wouldn't risk his life here for his brother's transplanted spiritual root.

The clearance mode of Wanbao Tower is also very clear at this moment, which is to put a variety of treasures in the storage ring to deal with various situations, while in Qianji Pavilion, something like the Thousand Machine Umbrella is used to deal with various situations.

These are actually two different ways of approaching problems. Wanbaolou adopts the approach of analyzing and dealing with specific problems in detail, while Qianji Pavilion adopts one trick that can be used everywhere, and remains unchanged in response to all changes.

These two methods of processing each have their own advantages and disadvantages. For example, when Wanbaolou deals with a single problem, taking the killing of strange birds as an example, Ye Feng’s Thousand Chance Umbrella must control the space size and production cost. This determines Ye Feng’s decision from The long sword drawn by Qian Ji Umbrella is weaker than Zhong Wushuang's long sword.

In short, in a certain specific field, the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella is not as good as the treasure produced by the other party. However, the Thousand Chances Umbrella is better in its comprehensiveness.

This is like what is said in a cross talk show, "In the cross talk world, you are the best at singing, in the singing world, you are the best at acting, and in the entertainment world, you are the best at cross talk. What matters these days is comprehensive quality."

Of course, there are risks in doing this, that is, "If you do everything well, you are a god. If you don't do it well, you are a fool who bites off more than you can chew."

When applied to the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella, if it performs well in all aspects, it would be an existence comparable to an artifact. But if it performs poorly in all aspects, it would be a piece of rubbish.

But judging from its current performance, Thousand Machine Umbrella is not yet a “dissimilar piece of junk.”

However, at this moment, Zhong Wushuang also did the same thing as Ye Feng, which was to kill his fellow strange birds. This also caused Zhong Wushuang to become the target of hatred. At this moment, seven or eight strange birds were attacking Zhong Wushuang. Come over.

In an instant, the situation here at Zhong Wushuang became precarious. Her spiritual power was almost running out, plus she had to allocate part of her spiritual power to fend off the strange birds, as well as the side effects of the two soul-boosting pills, it was only a matter of time before she fell.

This is the consensus of almost everyone watching. Sure enough, under the siege of the strange birds, Zhong Wushuang lost his balance and fell straight down.

But Zhong Wushuang didn't shout, she just closed her eyes silently.

The moment she lost her footing, she knew she had nothing.

A few days ago, my younger brother was overjoyed when he found out about his deal with Wanbaolou. With those expectant eyes looking at her sister, Zhong Wushuang knew that she couldn't bear it now that she was a loser. Rather than looking at those disappointed eyes, Zhong Wushuang would rather die.

Moreover, there is another condition in the deal between Zhong Wushuang and Wanbaolou. Zhong Wushuang did not tell his brother that if he died unexpectedly, Wanbaolou would also help his brother transplant the spiritual roots. However, the quality of the spiritual roots would not be the same at that time. It will be as advanced as after success. And the recommendation to join Wanbao Pavilion is naturally invalid.

But think about it, without this safety clause, Zhong Wushuang would not have agreed to participate. After all, even if he dies, his younger brother can become a monk. If he wins, then his younger brother will become a talented monk of the highly regarded Wanbao Pavilion.

Now, I have worked hard and fought tooth and nail, and there is nothing to regret. Although the younger brother failed to become a Tianlinggen monk or a disciple of Wanbao Pavilion, the older sister could only do this one step. Now that my sister is gone, you have to take better care of yourself in your future journey as a monk. I just hope Wanbaolou keeps its word.

The beauty's delicate body and Ye Feng were 4 meters apart. They passed by each other and sank down the mountain. There are crystal water droplets faintly refracting light in the falling trajectory.

Is it fear? Still reluctant?

Ye Feng sighed deeply.

From Zhong Wushuang's eyes that are about to close, he can see that the opponent named Ye Feng is looking down at him at this moment. What expression will he have at this moment? It should be contemptuously laughing at his own overestimation. After all, he also laughed at him just now. He is coming.

Zhong Wushuang closed his eyes completely.

But after hearing what seemed to be "touches" one after another from above, something seemed to be wrapped around his waist. The original feeling of weightlessness disappeared instantly, replaced by a tight feeling in his waist.

Zhong Wushuang opened his eyes quickly. I saw the man whom I had laughed at before, the rope ejected from the tip of the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella in his hand locked his waist, and at this moment, the other section of the rope was grasped by the other person's free hand.

. . .

At this moment, the audience outside the stadium were all moved by Ye Feng's actions.

Especially the male cultivators, although they feel that it is stupid to help their defeated opponents return to the field, they can't deny that it is really cool to do so! Especially when the other party is a female nun.

The female nuns in the audience had different expressions, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

At the host's desk, Ouyang Ping asked her grandfather, "Grandpa, is this okay?"

But Ouyang Chuan looked at Ye Feng, and couldn't help but have a glimmer of light in his eyes, and said: "Of course, in the army, personal quality is indeed very important. But the army is a whole, and unity and cooperation to help rescue companions must not be ignored. I just didn’t expect that the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella can also save companions, it’s really a treasure.”

After hearing this, it seemed that Ouyang Chuan allowed such behavior. Not only did he allow it, but he also praised it. After all, the purpose of this treasure fighting conference is to decide who will provide weapons and equipment to the other party. So as long as the other party thinks it's okay, then it's okay.

And here in Qianji Pavilion.

Mo Ziqing looked at Ren Xiaojin at this moment. She thought she could see the jealous expression on his face, but instead she saw that Ren Xiaojin only had a calm face, as if he was not surprised at all.

In the competition space, those strange birds would not give the two opponents time to breathe because Ye Feng was rescuing people, and began to attack in two groups at the same time. At this moment, Ye Feng was holding on to the gap in the rock wall with one hand and holding on to the rope. There are no extra hands to deal with these monsters.

So Ye Feng directly exerted force on his hands and shouted: "Get up!"

He directly pulled Zhong Wushuang up and avoided a combined attack from the strange birds. Not only that, Ye Feng did not stop, but after dodging the strange birds attacking him, he threw Zhong Wushuang into the sky. Throw it to the top of the mountain.

Although Ye Feng's move attracted a burst of boos from the male monks outside the venue, it had to be said that this was an unavoidable move.

Ye Feng, who had his hands free, drew out his long knife and chopped down a few more strange birds. Then he turned over with force and climbed to the top of the mountain.