Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 143 Trading short blades
The flames lasted for five breaths before dissipating.

"What was that just now? Are the people in the arena fighting? Why is it so bright?"

"Look over there, it's the arena of the weapon. This is a magical weapon refined by a monk."

"What magical weapon is so weird?"

"Hey, there are words floating in the sky. This is more like a magical instrument of hers. It says... I can't see clearly. What words are they? Are they runes?"

Zhou Xikui then opened his eyes and looked up at the magical artifact and long white cloth in the sky. He saw some characters he could not recognize written on them.

He frowned slightly, his eyes always falling on the fluttering white cloth, and said to himself, "How could I not recognize it? There are also engraving runes that are not recorded in our Flame Villa?"

Jiang Su remained silent, pursed his lips, and his eyes were calm.

Are my words really beyond what the human eye can see?

offstage.

"What words did the little master write? It's definitely not runes, and I can't recognize it. Oh, I should have known more about her medical records." Jin Huayu felt regretful.

Suddenly he said from behind, "Leave your love on Wanzong Island."

Jinhuayu was stunned and said blankly, "What? Is this written by my little master?"

The red monk nodded slightly.

a long time.

Everyone looked nervously at the Taoist Ceremony Stone beside the instrument. Suddenly, at a certain moment, the result of this scene appeared on the stone.

"The challenger, Jiang Su, Ping."

"Zhou Xikui, Ping."

The audience suddenly exploded, "A draw?! How can there be a draw?"

"There is a huge gap in the functions of these two magic weapons. The former is more practical for us ordinary monks, but its usage is harsh. The latter is obviously a one-time magic weapon that can be used to save lives. Below this light golden fairyland, I am afraid Both will avoid its light, so the two cannot be distinguished from each other."

"So that's it. The Proving Stone is bound by the rules of each Tao and will never be biased."

Jiang Su glanced at the people in the audience, and then set his sights on the empty Alchemy Arena opposite.

She took the initiative to walk up to Zhou Xikui and said calmly, "Make a deal, I will step down."

Zhou Xikui looked surprised, staring at her expression, something flashed through his mind, and then he hugged his body and tightened his clothes, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, I will not make such a deal for the sake of the competition. I am not casual. "

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"I want your short blade. Please give me a price." She said coldly.

Zhou Xikui was startled, his face turned red, he was a little embarrassed, and he hesitated, "So that's it, Fellow Daoist Jiang, in fact, in our villa, the magic weapon carved with the Babel rune is not usually sold, so..."

Jiang Su pointed to the ground, "I'll give this to you in exchange for this magical weapon."

"You won't lose on this deal."

What she meant was that by giving this arena to him, she was giving him the ring master in exchange for the magical weapon in his hand.

Although his short blade is said to be able to teleport thousands of miles after piercing the body. But in the final analysis, the monk needs to use it to cut his own body and teleport to survive.

It is not commonly used in normal fights, and is even a bit useless, unless the assassin seals the throat with one blow and just escapes.

It is very suitable for monks who are good at medicine and elixir. If you are injured, you can take elixir at any time. Even if you damage your body, you will recover very quickly.

While taking pills, I traveled around the upper world.

They are not strong in fighting ability and can just be used for running away. Jiang Su simply couldn't imagine how many yuan stones this kind of magical weapon with family inheritance would be bought in a trading house.

A hint of disbelief flashed in Zhou Xikui's eyes, "Do you, fellow Daoist Jiang, really mean what you said?"

Jiang Su said neatly, "Seriously." She turned around and pointed to her alchemy furnace, "You should be able to tell that I am not a weapon cultivator. Medical alchemy tools and talismans are all about inheritance. I will not stand in this arena for a long time. ”

"I like this magic weapon of yours very much. Do you want to change it?"

Jiang Su stared at him, waiting for his response.

Zhou Xikui obviously lowered his head and thought deeply for a long time, his brows relaxed and a smile appeared on his lips, "Change! Thank you Daoist friend Jiang for your help."

He took the initiative to hand over the short blade. After Jiang Su got it, he jumped off the stage neatly.

The next moment, she flew back to the alchemy arena, put away the short blade, stood aside and took out the alchemy furnace.

Jiang Su knew exactly what he should do and when. She is not a weapon cultivator, and the magic tools she has always sold are because of their special effects, rather than the power of the magic tools themselves.

She couldn't refine the Sky-Splitting Sword or the God-Slaying Sword. She is just a peddler selling useless trinkets.

Competing with the cultivators of the Qi Dao inheritance, it’s a matter of scratching the surface of the water. People know how to advance and retreat, and when they retreat, they retreat!

There was silence.

Who would have thought that they could change the outcome of a game with such a careless use of a magic weapon?

The results of the two games just now have been decided, this is the third game of Qi Dao. In the blink of an eye, words of light appeared on the Dao Ceremony Stone, "Challenge Master, Zhou Xikui, one victory."

The crowd suddenly erupted.

"How can this be possible?! How can we use interests to argue? Are these two people treating the competition as a joke?!"

"This woman gave up her identity as the ring leader for a magic weapon. She is really short-sighted! She can't go far in this way!"

"This shows that our young master is so powerful that even his opponents can't help but lose in exchange for the magic weapon he refined. Our young master is so domineering!"

Two monks in white clothes had been watching the match for a long time. At this moment, they strode under the alchemy ring. One of them raised his neck and cursed,

"The monks of Shifang Sect are just short-sighted people with petty interests. I thought you had the ability to cut off my hand in the street, but it turns out that you are just a coward without courage."

This man had contempt in his eyes and a harsh tone. He was the monk who played the pipa at Hanshan Academy yesterday.

The Jade Flute monk on the side looked embarrassed and tugged on his sleeve, "Senior Brother Bai Rui, there's no need to say that. I'm not a Weapon Dao monk myself. I'm just trying it casually when I participate in the Weapon Dao competition."

Brother Pipa slapped his hand away disdainfully, "Sheng Mu, shut up."

Seeing that he was provoking Jiang Su like this, Jin Huayu said dissatisfied on the spot, "Who are you? How dare you say that about my little master? My little master is a genius in medicine, and unrivaled in alchemy. You... Uh-huh." ”

Suddenly a big hand appeared behind him and covered his mouth. The monk in red wore a mask and blocked Jin Huayu's words.

Jiang Su looked at the man in red mask and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This guy's mask...why is it so ugly?

"Just you? A genius in medicine? No one can match you in alchemy. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha does not hold back. If you can really become the champion, then I can throw away this Pipa."

Bai Rui laughed so hard that his whole body trembled, forcing himself to stand still in a standard posture, like a dried fish that had been electrocuted.

Jiang Su's eyes were mixed with light and dark, and he said calmly, "Okay, if I stand to the end. Your magic weapon, the pipa string, breaks silently. If I lose..."

Bai Rui's smile faltered, and his eyes were ruthless, as if filled with hatred, "What if you lose?"

Jiang Su showed a hint of impatience and said with a half-smile, "I lose, I die."

After saying that, she turned around and stood on the left side of the ring, took out the alchemy furnace and placed it on the ground. She squinted at the people below and said, "Jiang Su, please come and fight."

Bai Rui's eyes widened and he twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, "Okay, I'll wait for you to die."

A monk from the crowd flew to the stage.

"This medical fairy despises human life so much that he actually treats it as a bet. I don't know what his strength is, so he came here to ask for advice."