"Magic weapon! You actually have another magic weapon!"
The bait rabbit girl jumped up, pointing at Jiang Xia and yelling, but Jiang Xia pushed her fingers away and said:
"How rude! Is this how a subordinate talks to his boss? Looks like Kisaragi has to teach you some manners."
“But it’s a magic weapon!”
The Bait Rabbit now feels that there may be something wrong with his understanding of cultivation, or that the familiar world before his eyes has been turned upside down in an instant.
Was it my fault?
Or is the world wrong?
This weird boss in front of me, who has just entered the Qi training stage and has just stabilized his state, actually has two magic weapons in his hands?
Moreover, it seemed that the shot fired by Yan Zhan directly shattered the power of the entire cloud and mist illusion.
It is very likely a mid-quality product...
No.
It could even be a top-grade magic weapon!
No matter how good a magic weapon is, it depends on who uses it. With Ruyue's strength in the Qi training stage, she can't exert the power that a top-grade magic weapon should have!
The round-faced girl grabbed her ears and yelled:
"Since when has a guy in the Qi training stage been able to wander around with something like this? Even the true disciples of Mo Shuang Mountain are not as extravagant as you, right?
How many secrets do you have?"
"Oh, do I have to tell you everything?"
Jiang Xia glanced at the bait rabbit and simply stopped talking.
But the next moment, Liu Hui's furry claws were placed on Jiang Xia's shoulders. In the howling cold wind, the silly monster was particularly calm at this moment.
It said coldly:
"That gun...was actually meant for me, right?"
"Don't think too much."
Without even turning his head, Lao Jiang said:
"You are my good employee, constantly creating value for me. How can I bear to hurt you? It's not prepared for you, don't worry."
"Boss, that thing could have smashed my head with one shot before I could react. It could have easily killed me, and you didn't tell me of its existence.
You are just guarding against me!
I am very unhappy. ”
Liu Hui insisted:
"And when you put it on my head, it will be too late for me to ask. Tell me honestly! Is it your way of counterattacking me?"
Lao Jiang didn't answer, but just lit a cigarette.
When the smoke started to rise, he whispered:
"It used to be. Are you satisfied with this answer? If you are, move your claws away. You have scratched me and made me bleed... Don't you know how sharp your claws are?"
"whispering sound"
The silly monster pouted.
But he still obediently retracted his claws and stroked the blown-up mane on his neck.
no way.
The shot fired by Yan Zhan just now was so amazing that it made Liu Hui, who was watching, feel as if she was there. It was certain that the gun was temporarily lent to Ruyue by Jiang Xia.
Ru Yue simply cannot exert its perfect power.
Otherwise, the shot just now would not just shatter the illusion.
But even so, this shot was powerful enough.
The wolf demon raised his eyes and looked towards the courtyard. The illusion set up by Song Fan was broken from the inside. This change was something he himself had not expected.
Just when Ruyue fired the gun, Song Fan pulled the fat boy out of the illusion in order to save his life. The price he paid was that he bore most of the destructive force for the fat boy.
The indirect result was that a shocking crack like a black dot appeared on the white jade pipe in Song Fan's hand, indicating that the ink talisman formation of this magic weapon was slightly destroyed.
Song Fan was so distressed that his mouth twitched.
Even with his level of weapon making skills, it would take a long time for him to repair his magic weapon.
The most important thing is that this magic weapon was refined with his soul.
The magic weapon was damaged, and the harm was directly transmitted to Song Fan's soul, making him feel as if he was hit in the abdomen. He twitched in pain, and the nausea made him almost vomit blood.
But in order to maintain my image in front of others.
Song Fan forced himself to swallow the blood again, and on the surface he remained as steady as an old dog, although his left hand hidden behind his back kept shaking, as if he had suddenly developed Parkinson's disease.
It’s not over yet!
Under everyone's stunned gaze, the little fat man was lying limp on the ground, his body and face covered in blood. He seemed to be in a state of collapse at that moment.
He cried and screamed like a child, leaving a trail of blood on the ground, and crawled towards the front using his hands and feet.
About ten feet in front of him was lying his spirit beast.
That weird toad.
At the moment War-weary fired, it used its earth spirit ability to create a stone wall to protect itself and its master, but unfortunately, it was not strong enough.
Now it.
It's just like the state of a little fat boy.
The huge and ferocious body collapsed on the ground, its surface covered with purple-black rock, like a stone that had been hit head-on, covered with crooked, spider-web-like cracks.
At the neck, which was integrated with the body, the thick layer of rock was completely shattered, as if a punch had hit the body. The blood and flesh were a mess, which was not enough to describe the severity of the injury.
The worst part is its head.
Ruyue aimed her shot at its head. Ruyue was not sure how powerful War-Wrath was, so she chose the most deadly position.
The strange mask on the toad's face helped it block fatal injuries.
But the wooden mask covered with blood was completely shattered, and the toad's left eye turned into a black bloody hole.
In the wound, there was melted mithril.
It is still emitting high temperature, like a gem embedded in flesh and blood.
Just a little bit.
Just a little bit really.
The little fat man is going to give his spirit beast a decent funeral.
"Don't hurt it! Don't hurt my Ah Fu! Don't get close to it!"
The little fat boy was crying with tears in his eyes.
He no longer wanted to win.
He no longer thought about the path to immortality. When he saw Ruyue, whose face was as pale as paper, staggering towards the seriously injured Toad carrying Yanzhan, he completely collapsed.
Just like crawling in a mud pit, he shook his disheveled body, and regardless of the blood on his body, he staggered to his feet from the ground with a burst of courage.
He ran in three or two steps and rushed to his spirit beast.
He opened his arms to block the gun that Ruyue raised, then swayed for a moment because of the pain in his body and fell to the ground.
"You are not allowed to!"
The little fat boy gritted his teeth, widened his eyes, and glared at Ruyue fiercely.
With red eyes, he shouted at the top of his lungs:
"I won't let you hurt it! Kill me first!"
“Quack…”
The seriously injured spirit beast seemed to have sensed the little fat man's actions. It shook its body with difficulty, let out a weak howl, and tried hard to stretch out its claws to try to push the little fat man away.
This action caused the toad's wound to burst, and green blood spurted out again.
Danger!
It's dangerous!
Fool, get out of the way!
That woman will kill you.
Its weak divine thoughts kept being transmitted to the little fat boy's sea of ​​consciousness, but the little fat boy didn't want to listen, he refused to listen. He was bullied by his brothers and sisters in his tribe and despised by his father.
After his mother died, he had few friends except the great witch and the Wusun people who voluntarily followed him.
His acquaintance with Ah Fu originated from a trip he made to Ah Ma's small tribe, which had been annexed.
In the burned secret place of the small tribe, he met Ah Fu who had just escaped from the seal.
His grandmother was a witch who had been passed down from generation to generation.
He is also the guardian of Ah Fu's seal.
Ah Fu is also the descendant of the giant monster worshipped by his mother's tribe.
The first meeting was not a pleasant one.
Ah Fu even wanted to eat him at one point, but in the end, the man and the beast became friends. With the help of the great witch, he and Ah Fu became true soul companions.
He could lose everything, including his life which was about to change.
But he couldn't lose Ah Fu.
He couldn't lose the friend who was destined to be with him for life.
Ruyue looked at the little fat man in front of her, and she fired a shot with Warspite, but the noble lady didn't like her, so the price of this shot was terrible.
Ruyue has almost lost her ability to fight.
She looked at the crazy little fat man in front of her, then glanced at the seriously injured and roaring Toad behind him, and finally, she looked at the cold and indifferent War-weary in her hand.
The lady showed no reaction; she seemed to be enjoying the tragedy that was about to happen.
Amid the screams and cries of the blood-soaked little fat boy, Ruyue felt...
I became a bad guy.
"I won."
She said it softly, then turned around and walked towards Jiang Xia. She walked very slowly. She was very tired and could hardly hold the War-Yan in her hand.
Finally the muzzle of the gun dragged on the ground.
Her vision was a little blurry, the chip was constantly sounding the alarm, and she was extremely exhausted and her thinking was disordered.
But even though she could no longer see what was in front of her, no one dared to stop her.
She took a step forward.
The other people who were blocking the road immediately dispersed and made way for her.
She is too tired.
After taking three steps, she fell forward. Her legs went weak and she couldn't even stand up. Then, she fell into a warm embrace.
I smelled the smoke that once seemed a bit unpleasant.
"boss……"
Ruyue was in Jiang Xia's arms. She closed her eyes, loosened the handle of the gun in her hand, and let the weapon slip into her palm. Lao Jiang caught it with his right hand and threw it into the ring.
She is too tired.
She just wanted to have a good sleep.
But before she fell asleep, she had one last thing to do.
"I won."
She said to Jiang Xia:
"I don't need them to just praise me for being pretty anymore. I don't need to rely on anyone anymore. I can... I can live a life."
"Yeah, I see."
Jiang Xia was incredibly gentle at this moment.
He patted Ruyue's shoulder gently, as if coaxing a child to sleep, and whispered:
“You did a great job, I saw that.
No one can ignore your victory, let alone slander it. Go to sleep, you have a new life, which you have earned with your own hands.
A good deal.
I promise.
It will be a hundred times better than you expected.
Go to sleep."
Ru Yue could no longer hear.
She leaned in Jiang Xia's arms like a rude man and snored softly.
Lao Jiang held Ruyue in his arms and raised his head.
He saw Song Fan who was also looking at him.
“That shot…”
Jiang Xia spoke to Song Fan in a gentle tone, like an old friend chatting:
“It was originally prepared for your disciples.
It's the guy who spread rumors everywhere. I don't know his name, and I don't want to know. It's just a bullet. Your reputation may not be worth mentioning.
But my reputation is valuable, and to protect it, I will do...
It’s crazy stuff.”
"you……"
Such a direct provocation made Song Fan's blood pressure soar, but the next moment, he heard Lao Jiang continue to say:
"But now I've changed my mind."
"It's not because I'm kind enough, it's just because your clever disciple is lucky enough. Go back and tell him that if he plays tricks again, I'll shoot him in the head!
besides……
Uncle Song, if you want to plot something again in the future, you and your useless disciples better make sure that you can beat me to death with one stick before you act.
Otherwise, it is still unknown who will win.
Understand?"
There was dead silence in the courtyard.
Jiang Xia spoke every word without any disguise, allowing everyone to hear it clearly.
Bi Yue and Xiu Hua looked at each other at this moment.
The two female cultivators thought Jiang Xia must be crazy. He was challenging his elders so directly before he even entered the sect. They almost slapped Song Fan in the face in public.
He was not given any face at all.
This Jiang Xia is so arrogant.
but……
He has the capital to be arrogant.
Just looking at the amazing shot fired by Yan Zhan, Bi Yue and Xiu Hua asked themselves that if they were not prepared, they would at least be seriously injured. And if they were seriously injured, Jiang Xia would be in trouble with the strange abilities he displayed.
Even if Gao Jiangxia is at a higher level than them, they may not necessarily win.
After all, the absolute power gap between the Qi Training Realm and the True Existence Realm is not so big that it is completely irreversible, not to mention that the disciples of Mo Shuang Mountain all relied on magic weapons to win.
Finally, there is no rule in the sect's rules that says that younger generations cannot talk to elders like this...
"How brave!"
Song Fan didn't say much.
He suppressed the fire.
Jiangxia can be unrestrained.
But he can't.
If he quarreled with a junior in public today, no matter what the result was, he would be the only one to be embarrassed.
Moreover, he could even feel that Jiang Xia was deliberately provoking him.
Is this guy crazy?
Maybe he has other cards? How could he have the confidence to challenge a True Cultivator?
No matter what, Song Fan himself cannot be fooled.
“Haha, my Mo Shuang Mountain has been established for more than 300 years, and has never produced such a shocking and arrogant disciple.”
Song Fan said indifferently:
"I really want to see what a young man like you who speaks so arrogantly can become in the future."
"The twelve disciples are all here, don't delay any further, Biyue, Xiuhua, you two take them to the main peak sect hall, the apprenticeship ceremony will begin.
Let them bathe, change clothes, and clean up."
After saying that, Song Fan glanced at the lonely little fat man who silently took back the seriously injured spirit beast from the bone chain magic weapon. He flicked his fingers, and the white jade pipe sprinkled healing light.
Like an ancient tree coming back to life, it enveloped the little fat boy.
Afterwards, he turned around and left without making a sound, then stepped on the white lotus and ascended into the sky.
The little fat boy must stay.
But how to stay.
We still have to ask our master and uncle for help. It is not appropriate to publicize the fact that he is in trouble now.
"Hello."
As soon as Song Fan ascended into the sky, Jiang Xia handed Ruyue in his arms to Liu Hui, and then he took a few steps forward and said to the little fat man covered in blood:
"Where are you going?"
"What do you care about me?"
The little fat boy's emotions are still out of control.
He turned around with red eyes and yelled, without any trace of his previous timid look.
"Young people really don't have a good temper. I mean... don't you want your goods anymore?"
Lao Jiang was not angry, but said with a smile.
The little fat man turned around in confusion and saw something emitting faint light being thrown into his hand. At the same time, a roar was heard .
"How dare you, youngster!!!"
"quick!"
Jiang Xia shouted.
The little fat boy felt blessed at this moment.
He clasped the cold jade pendant in his hand and forced out a drop of blood, which fell into the blank jade. The moment the blood entered, bloody patterns appeared on the surface of the exquisite jade pendant.
Blood patterns appeared and the disciple was registered.
The Mo Shuang Jade Book hovering above the sect's main hall glowed with light. In the hall, as the two elders looked on with strange expressions, a disciple's name was quietly added to the opened jade book.
"Inner sect disciple of Mo Shuang Mountain, Long Xinshi Qianduo"
That's the little fat boy's name.
Originally the twelve disciples had been selected.
But now, the thirteenth one, who had been "eliminated", stubbornly intervened again.
Unexpected results are certain.
Leave your name on the jade book.
There has been no turning back since then.