After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Chapter 48 The Final (Part [-]·Revised)
Just when everyone thought that Shang Yanting would be defeated, a huge sword energy descended from the sky.

The breastplate in front of Zhu Hongxiu was torn, and a long gash was drawn on his chest.The wooden stake behind him was even split into two halves, and the bluestone ground was split into cracks three fingers deep.

"Golden weapons? He actually has a golden weapon!"

Everyone stared straight, "Damn it, he can't be a disciple of a big family's low-key experience?"

A Yaojin weapon is expensive, and it is hard to come by. If it is not a cultivator from a big family, how could it be possible to have one at a young age.

The onlookers instantly felt the truth about themselves, "No wonder the peak master came all the way to support him!"

the other side

With Yaojin weapons to supplement the shortcomings, Zhu Hongxiu frequently retreated.

Not long after, he was swept off the ring by Shang Yanting's sword energy, and the outcome was decided.

"Oh, it's just that close!"

"what a pity!"

The disciples who had bet on Zhu Hongxiu's victory were all disappointed. Who would have thought that Qingshuangfeng, the dark horse, would have been so reckless as to be number one.

Everyone turned all their eyes to the sword in Shang Yanting's hand—the Yaojin magic weapon is really powerful.

the other side

After Zhu Hongxiu got off the ring, he found Shang Yanting, "Student Yan, Zhu wants to ask, is your cultivation really only at the Martial Realm?"

Regarding his own failure, he didn't think it was just because of the Yaojin magic weapon.Because in the confrontation, he always felt that the strength of the opponent was more than what he had realized.

Especially in the later stage, he has already broken through the martial state and his internal power has begun to dry up in the late stage.But the opponent is still able to do a job with ease, as if using endless internal strength.

Zhu Hongxiu felt a little bit right.

The mental method written in "Xiuyuan Jue" cultivates spiritual power.

Spiritual power is compared to internal power, is that the difference in quantity? It is the difference in quality!
The biggest difference between a martial artist and a martial artist is whether he can cultivate and use spiritual power.Shang Yanting's current strength can be said to be close to that of a martial artist in the early stage. If he hadn't forcibly suppressed his spiritual power into internal power in order to prevent someone from seeing his special mentality, he would have won already.

"It's just luck."

Shang Yanting nodded slightly, "Student Zhu agrees."

Zhu Hongxiu: ...

With such a calm face and no joy of winning the championship, it is hard to believe that he is telling the truth.

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audience around

The disciples of Qingshuang Peak began to celebrate before leaving.

In recent years, Qingshuangfeng has declined, although they are trying to put on a face, they also know in their hearts how much the other three peaks and certain powerful teachers look down on them.

The rookie contest won the first place, and it was in front of Master Sifeng and the dean of the academy.

Damn, vent your anger!

Even Luan Zhenfeng couldn't help laughing, and looked at the other three peak masters with embarrassing eyes.For a while, the words Qingshuangfeng and Yan Qing became the most talked about terms in the entire Shengdu College.

Inside Cyan Frost Peak.

Because Shang Yanting has won steadily all the way, all the brothers... have made a lot of money!

Among them, the second brother, as the trader of the whole field, achieved a lot of results, earning a tael of silver for two copper coins.Eldest brother is the most cautious, so he earns five hundred coins cautiously.

The one who earns the most is actually Jia Xitong.

When she found that there were several banknotes in her pocket, she was stunned for a moment when she calculated carefully that there were less than one thousand.

She has a lot of private money!
For this reason, she also gave the second senior brother five taels of hard work, so that the second senior brother surpassed the senior senior brother's savings in one fell swoop, and became the fattest person in the entire Qingshuang Peak except Shang Yanting!
The second senior brother couldn't help but picked up Jia Xitong, wanting to chirp at the little raccoon.

"Brother, please respect yourself."

Shang Yanting snatched the little raccoon back and put it in the basket next to it.

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When they returned to the wing room, the prize for the number one ranking had already been presented.

A set of gleaming golden armor appeared in front of everyone, with faintly visible patterns on the armor.

"Wow!"

The senior brothers' eyes were glued to it, and they couldn't help touching it with their hands, "Junior brother, put it on quickly and let us have a look!"

Jia Xitong nodded sharply.

Under the expectation of a group of people, Shang Yanting put on the armor.

Colorful and handsome.

"Fuck!"

This is too handsome.

The eldest brother took out his fine steel sword, and the blade was close to the armor to make gestures, just about to hit his hand hard, and then immediately took it back.

Don't try the hardness of this armor.

He didn't have the money to buy a new one if the knife or armor was cut out.

For such a thing worth celebrating, it is best to have a big meal for Junior Brother Zai!
As long as Junior Brother Yan is here, every day is like Chinese New Year.

Inside Qingshuang Peak
The middle-aged chef was caught up with the two cows again.

On the mountain peak, the aroma of barbecue was wafting, and all the brothers were beaming with joy.

Just when everyone was happy, the loud coughing sound like a drum interrupted the happy atmosphere.

"Blackmail the chief manager in the training pavilion, secretly participate in private gambling, you are really courageous."

Luan Zhenfeng walked over with a displeased expression, immediately making all the disciples afraid to say anything, no one thought that the always kind peak master would settle accounts after autumn.

His eyes swept over the crowd, and finally stopped on Shang Yanting, "Yan Qing comes with me."

The two left, leaving the other disciples to speculate quietly.

"What did the peak master call his junior brother over alone?"

"Do you want to accept the younger brother as a direct disciple?"

"Don't! Pee pee pee, crow's mouth!"

The disciples who speculated about the possibility suddenly felt bad—the peak master is a restrainer, don't let extreme joy turn into sorrow!

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Cyan Frost Peak Main Hall

Luan Zhenfeng led Shang Yanting in one after the other.

He suddenly stopped and said, "Yan Qing, you are a good disciple with excellent aptitude, comprehension, and talent."

"Thank you, Peak Lord."

"But I won't accept you as a personal disciple."

Upon hearing this, Shang Yanting looked up at him.

Luan Zhenfeng's expression became serious, "Your heart is very hostile, and it's all in one move. If you can't change your mentality, it's very easy to go astray.

But what happened to you in the past?Or have doubts about cultivation? "

"Thank you, Peak Master, for teaching me, this disciple has nothing to worry about."

Shang Yanting's eyes were calm, without any disturbance.

Luan Zhenfeng stared at his expression for a long time, and sighed slightly when he saw that he didn't respond.

This son looks gentle, but in fact he has a paranoid personality and a strong killing intent.For some reason, it is impossible to teach him well in a short period of time if he develops this character.

"The reason I called you here alone is for the Four Peaks Competition."

With his hands behind his back, he simply talked about other things, "I want you to be the leader of the Qingshuang Peak for this four-peak competition."

"Peak Master, this disciple's qualifications are still inexperienced, and he is not suitable to lead the overall situation."

"If you can get the top two, I will allow you to go to the fifth floor of Zangshu Pavilion."

As he said that, he also looked at the little raccoon lying on Shang Yanting's arm, "Maybe there is a cure for the wound on your monster."

I have to say, he is very good at it!
"it is good."

Shang Yanting accepted this task.

"The Sifeng Grand Competition is just half a month away. In the past, your elder brother was in charge of presiding over this matter, and asked him to assist you..."

(End of this chapter)