"If the other party dies, then the magic weapon belongs to you. If the other party is not dead, the magic weapon should be returned!" The referee glanced at Yan Yao and said, "Hua Shenguang, you did not kill him, and you left a trace of life for Yan Yao, then this magic weapon will be returned to him." When the referee said this, there was a hint of regret in his eyes, as if he sighed at Hua Shenguang's failure to kill Yan Yao. You must know that this small flower magic needle is a medium-grade magic weapon, and he has obtained another powerful killing weapon.
"Then please give me the last one back." Hua Shenguang handed over the ceiling magic needle to the referee, turned his head, glanced at Zhu Yunzhi in the distance, and left the venue.
"This Hua Shenguang is a wonderful person. Could it be that he knows that the smallpox magic needle is not Yan Yao's thing?" The referee held the smallpox magic needle, looked at Zhu Yunzhi, who looked like a sauce, and smiled jokingly, and walked to him: "Zhu Yunzhi, this magic weapon should be yours, oh, what a pity, it was almost taken into his pocket."
"Hmph, since you know, then take it!" Zhu Yunzhi snorted coldly and stretched out his right hand.
"Don't hurry, this is Yan Yao's thing. It was used during his competition. Why should you take it? According to the rules, I will hand it over to Elder Fengbao. After Yan Yao's injuries improve, he will claim it himself." The referee obviously had some celebrations with Zhu Yunzhi. He shook the magic needle in front of Zhu Yunzhi, took it back, and then left with a smile.
Zhu Yunzhi stared at Yan Yao in the field. Several disciples were lifting him up to treat him. He cursed in his heart: "Scattered wood, the mud that cannot be supported on the wall. He was beaten to death by borrowing two magic weapons. He really lost all the face of my Dharma Protector Alliance. This kind of thing is fine if he dies!"
"Guang'er, come to my palace tonight!" Yan Qiao's voice came from his ears, and Hua Shenguang nodded to the elder's seat and went to other venues to watch other people's competitions.
At night, Hua Shenguang came to Yan Qiao's palace as promised.
"Master!" Hua Shenguang worshipped.
Yan Qiao showed a rare smile on her calm and unpredictable face, "Guang'er, you performed well. If no one challenges you tomorrow, then you will be qualified to be the ticket to the Yuanji Dharma Assembly. However, with your strength, I think no one in the second level of magic power can pose any threat to you. Here are some spirit gathering pills, just treat it as a reward from the master!"
Yan Qiao flipped her hands and put a bag of spirit-gathering pills on the table, signaling Hua Shenguang to accept it.
Hua Shenguang opened it and looked at it, and was surprised and said, "Master, there are actually five thousand spirit-gathering pills here?"
"That's right, it's five thousand. Since you became my master, I haven't given you any good things. You should first consolidate your cultivation of these spirit-gathering pills." Yan Qiao said: "You have practiced the Heavenly Fire Divine Art so skillfully in a short period of time. It shows that your chaotic attribute potential when you tested your qualifications was unlimited. However, it is not a good thing to be greedy for too much or not. Your attack power of the Nine Annihilation Swords is very strong. Today, you broke Yan Yao's low-grade velvet with two swords, so you should focus more on this, after all, you have condensed the magic seeds of the sword."
"Master, I understand." Hua Shenguang nodded and received the teachings.
"Also, your body technique does not seem to be from the practice of the Dharma Propaganda Hall?"
"Yes, this is when I led my troops to destroy a martial arts sect, and seized the treasure of the sect called Xingyun Paiwu Gong. Master, please see." Hua Shenguang handed over the Xingyun Paiwu Gong. This is a statement he had thought of for a long time. After all, his body movements were too weird, and he was just using this scroll of martial arts to deal with it.
Yan Qiao took the technique and read it quickly. He pondered for a moment: "This technique is indeed a good man, but this should not be the whole of it. This should be just a fragment, part of it. You can understand something from this fragment, but you are very talented. Pay attention to it and maybe you can collect more parts."
"It's indeed incomplete. Master, I also think it's incomplete. After reading it today, it will further confirm my thoughts."
"Today, Yan Yao's smallpox magic needle was lent to him by someone else. You didn't kill him and put the smallpox magic needle in your pocket. This method leaves a little room for ease. I appreciate it. You did it right. The Dharma Protector League excludes dissidents and dares not do anything to you. You are my disciple. They can only take this opportunity to attack you, and they will also be cracked with your strong strength. If I guess it is right, someone will cause trouble for you in tomorrow's challenge."
"Master, I'm not afraid of this. Only those who sign up for the competition are qualified to challenge the top ten that wins. If you can beat it, you will directly replace the position of the loser. Those defeated generals have not even passed the front pass. Even if they come up to challenge, they will still seek trouble!" Hua Shenguang said.
"It is good to have confidence, but be extra careful," Yan Qiao asked to urge him.
Afterwards, Hua Shenguang asked some questions and left here.
Back at his palace, Hua Shenguang opened the pocket of the spirit gathering pill, smelled the fragrance, and felt relieved. He pushed the pill in his hand, poured out hundreds of pills and swallowed them into his mouth, and chewed them like sugar. Many of the pills and spiritual energy turned into nectar and poured into his body, forming a spiritual storm around him in an instant.
If others see his way of taking it, they will definitely be shocked to lose their teeth. Swallowing so many pills in one breath is unimaginable for ordinary second-level magic cultivators. Not to mention exploding their body, they will die even if they rise. But Hua Shenguang is not afraid. He has divine light jade. As soon as these pills enter the body, the divine light jade absorbs most of them and then feeds out more advanced and pure energy for him to practice.
"Forget it, I'd better keep a little. Don't eat it in one go. If there is any cost, it's better to have some money." Hua Shenguang flipped his hand and put the bag of elixir into the Shenguang Jade Space. Then he hung the storage bag symbolically around his waist, and contained some miscellaneous things to cover up his eyes and ears.
Many monks have storage magic weapons. If someone snatches them, the things inside will be lost. However, Hua Shenguang is different. He has a divine light and jade space, which is self-contained. Others cannot peek at the things inside, let alone stealing them. If someone snatches his storage bag, he will only find some messy things and will definitely be angry.
I had no dreams all night. Early the next morning, the square of the Martial Arts Hall was crowded with people, and almost all the disciples came here, waiting for the list of the Yuanji Dharma Assembly to be produced. Although it was announced yesterday, it is difficult to guarantee that no one would challenge today. Some failed in the previous round, and they might just encounter restrained people in their martial arts, but their overall strength is very strong. Such disciples may choose some people who think they can defeat to challenge. If they win, they will directly replace them.
This rule is also to make up for the shortcomings of random grouping in the early stage. After all, if a strong force meets a random group, a winner must be decided. The challenge system is to give disciples with real strength a chance.