I can travel between two planes

Chapter 14
Jiang Xian lit the fuse ten meters away.

But it seemed that it was not enough, so he quickly hid behind.

This move caused the audience to roar with laughter.

Most of the judges also frowned.

They didn't know what Jiang Xian was afraid of.

But it doesn't prevent them from finding it indecent.

The fuse flitted toward the explosives with sparks.

Neither fast nor slow, very grueling.

Especially when the fuse is ten meters long.

The audience began to get impatient after less than half of the walk.

"Where's Jiang Xian?"

Ye Bufan glanced back with exaggerated movements, and shouted in his mouth that seemed to be whispering but very loudly:
"He won't run away?!"

Ye Bufan's acting skills caused a group of younger brothers to burst into laughter.

The laughter attracted the spectators in the auditorium again.

Except for Qin Rou and Gu Mengwan.

The rest of the teachers and students who came to watch Jiang Xian's competition blushed with shame.

On the one hand, he was ashamed of Jiang Xian's performance, and on the other hand, he was angry at these people's attitude towards Jiang Xian.

As if prompted by laughter.

The fuse is about to come to an end before you know it.

Few people on the field thought that Jiang Xian would do something big.

There was laughter and laughter.

They seemed to be waiting to see Jiang Xian's joke.

And at the moment when the eight fuses were submerged into the plastic explosives at the same time, the flames flashed by.

Then all the sound is gone.

There is only one voice in the world——

boom! ! ! !

There was a deafening bang.

The bold impact even triggered a small earthquake.

The invisible shock wave suddenly pushed out flat, setting off everyone's robes and hair.

The grass underfoot exploded.

The turf was scattered and the soil was turned up.

At the center of the explosion, white smoke and debris flew in all directions.

The highest flight reached more than 30 meters, which is about twelve stories high.

The nearest group of players were blown away on the spot.

Fragments from the middle-grade spiritual weapon flew to the auditorium at a speed as fast as lightning.

At this time, the spell set by Song Gucheng was activated in time.

Water-blue spherical shields appeared on the judges, audience, and contestants.

The fragments of the spirit weapon that flew towards the auditorium hit the shield and bounced off with a clang.

cause screams of terror.

A group of players fell to the ground, looking at the front stupidly.

Can't seem to understand what's going on.

The judges on stage were not spared either.

Except for Lu Hongshang, Song Gucheng and Kongquezi who were relatively calm.

Those who could fly were scared and retreated ten meters, while those who could not fly fell under the table.

The high platform of the judges' bench was shaken and cracked by the impact of the explosion.

Suddenly, the high platform collapsed.

Some judges were almost buried in the rubble, but it was Song Gucheng and Peacock who helped pull them up.

At this moment, all eyes are on the center of the explosion.

There used to be a place where the middle-grade spiritual weapon shields were placed.

But now, there is nothing there.

All that was left was a radial circular pothole and sand scattered everywhere.

The whole audience was dumbfounded.

Everyone grunted and couldn't speak.

My brain buzzed.

Even thinking becomes dull.

It took more than ten seconds for someone to react.

Everything shattered the spirit weapon.

This kind of thing is not unprecedented in history.

But for young immortal cultivators, it is not much different from the legend.

In a fair duel, it is impossible for a mortal to defeat an implement.

This is a commonly held truth.

However, now this truth is broken.

By a man who was ridiculed by them.

Jiang Xian patted his clothes and appeared from the corner.

Before the explosion, he wisely found an obstacle to hide.

Compared to other players who were lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

Jiang Xian's snow-white gown wasn't even stained.

Blindingly clean amidst the chaos.

Ye Bufan got up from the ground in embarrassment.

Sand and grass clippings remained on his face.

When the mid-grade shield was blown to pieces, his mentality was also shattered.

He is now in a state of giving up thinking.

Staring at Jiang Xian stupidly, he murmured something like "impossible".

But no one paid any attention to him.

All eyes were on Jiang Xian.

Jury seat.

"You did it, you did it"

Lu Hongshang clapped her hands excitedly, her face was flushed and tears rolled down her face.

From becoming a refiner,
Walking on that unrecognized road for more than 20 years.

Jiang Xian heard the ridicule all over, and was used to being looked down upon.

But today.

He finally gave his voice to the world!

"Is that... some kind of fireworks?"

Peacock, the lord of the Dan Palace, gently stroked the long-haired raccoon flower in her arms, which was frightened by the explosion, and said to Song Gucheng.

Her tone was innocent.

But the essence of plastic explosives is revealed in one sentence.

— It was an explosion.

The world of cultivating immortals also has gunpowder.

It's just not as developed as modern society.

Up to now, it is only used as a material for making fireworks.

When a powerful monk can move mountains and fill seas.

Explosives seem less necessary.

Song Gucheng recalled Jiang Xian's list and the materials he had shown them, and exclaimed:
"He used the reaction of natural substances to superimpose and magnify it. This is another kind of Tao, a... very special new type of weapon."

Song Gucheng recalled the previous revolver.

Suddenly discovered a very shocking fact.

It seems that these powerful weapons made by Jiang Xian do not necessarily need to be used by cultivators.

Ordinary people can use it as long as they know how to operate it!
Even the revolver made with refining materials last time.

If it is replaced with ordinary materials, I am afraid that similar effects can be obtained.

This is a refining system that is enough to shake the status of a cultivator.

But Song Gucheng didn't want to kill Jiang Xian and then hurry up.

Quite the opposite.

He felt the long-lost challenge and was eager to try.

The world is about to become more interesting.
Song Gucheng looked at Jiang Xian with deep meaning in his eyes.

"Elder Lu, as expected, give this disciple to me."

"Don't even think about it, old man!"

"In exchange, when I die, I will give you the position of Pavilion Master, okay?"

"Shut up, I don't want to hear it!"

Ye Yanghu floated in the air with a gloomy expression.

Song Gucheng did not restrain his voice.

His strong interest in Jiang Xian was beyond words.

Even disregarding his image, he competed with Lu Hongshang for his disciple in public.

to the opposite.

Ye Yanghu wanted Ye Bufan to worship Song Gucheng as his teacher several times, but he shied away in every possible way.

The difference is huge!

This made Ye Yanghu embarrassed and angry.

This time in the competition, the disciple named Jiang Xian almost stole the limelight.

His son has completely become the background board!

He realized that he had completely misjudged Jiang Xian's strength.

This is not a dark horse.

It is clearly a real dragon!

off the field.

The audience slowly began to react.

After a brief silence, they broke out with unprecedented enthusiasm for discussion.

"What was that just now?!"

"It's so powerful, it directly destroyed the middle-grade spirit weapon!"

"Didn't it mean that only low-grade spirit weapons will appear in this round of competition?"

"Wow, it turns out that Xia Ke Shang really exists!?"

"Siguoyi."

"What's the name of that craftsman?"

The group of relatives and friends of the Enlightenment Academy who came to cheer for Jiang Xian burst into loud cheers.

Jiang Xian's unexpected success made them also feel proud.

It was as if a breath of air was stuck in his chest, and he let it out heavily.

Comfortable!

to the opposite.

Ye Bufan and his gang of younger brothers almost stuck their heads in their chests.

At this time, two coughs sounded.

The sound was not loud, but it happened to overwhelm the noise off the court.

Song Gucheng descended from mid-air in a black suit, and said with his hands behind his back:
"Everyone be quiet, now we're going to start grading player Jiang Xian's performance in this round."

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(End of this chapter)