Su Mu, who was under the ring, looked at the little fat man above, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and walked toward the ring.
The audience in the live broadcast room saw Su Mu's smile and began to discuss with some confusion.
"The anchor's smile looks a bit strange."
"Why do you suddenly feel that the little fat guy in the ring is going to be in trouble?"
"There are two idiots upstairs. The anchor obviously knows the little fat guy, and it seems that the two of them are not getting along well. Looking at the little fat guy's face, I know that the little fat guy can't beat the anchor."
"Hey, it looks like there's something good to watch."
"..."
At this time, Su Mu had also walked to the stage, looked at the little fat man opposite, and said with a smile.
"Fat Sun, I didn't expect that my opponent would be you. It seems that the fight that didn't end last time can be continued this time."
"This time, I want to see if you dare to explode your magic weapon in the sect competition."
As Su Mu said this, he took out a fiery red long sword from his storage bag, and there was a burning sensation attached to the sword.
Fatty Sun's real name is Sun Cong, and he is the grandson of an elder in the late stage of Xuanti Peak's training, because Fatty Sun has shown considerable talent in the art of weapon refining since he was a child.
Therefore, he became a true disciple of Xuanqi Peak. He possesses many magic weapons and spiritual weapons, which can be said to be the ultimate expression of wealth and wealth.
Fatty Sun's most glorious achievement was that during a certain sect mission in the Golden Core period, he detonated two mid-level magic weapons, killed an early Yuanying monster, and successfully protected the fellow Xuanjian Sect disciples and became famous.
Therefore, Fatty Sun was nicknamed Sun Duobao, Sun Youqian and other nicknames by his disciples.
Fatty Sun also had a bad habit of bullying some low-level disciples, and the enmity between Su Mu and Fatty Sun started because of this.
Fatty Sun looked at the fiery red sword in Su Mu's hand, his body trembled slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said.
"Su, don't be complacent. If you have the ability, don't fight me with the Red Rainbow Sword. Using a Lingbao to suppress someone is nothing."
Su Mu chuckled lightly when he heard this and said disdainfully.
"Tch, you're a weapon refiner and you told me not to use weapons. I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet."
"Aren't you Sun Duobao? If you have the ability, take out the spiritual treasure and explode yourself. As long as you are willing, I don't mind at all."
As he said that, Su Mu held a sword flower in his right hand and then dropped it downwards.
Just when Su Mu was being cool and Sun Cong was gritting his teeth, Elder Xuan Tiefeng beside him suddenly spoke.
"In view of the special fighting style of Sun Cong from Mysterious Weapon Peak, he is allowed to self-destruct his magic weapon during the competition."
After the elder finished speaking, Su Mu glanced at the elder in the middle dumbfounded, his mind filled with thoughts of alpacas running past.
"The quintessence of the nation, even if Xuantie Peak is a branch of Xuanqi Peak, you can't cheat so blatantly, right?"
Of course, Su Mu didn't say this. Looking at Sun Cong who was very happy across from him, Su Mu said expressionlessly.
"Okay, let's get started."
The elder in the middle heard Su Mu's request and turned to look at Sun Cong, with a questioning look in his eyes.
After seeing Sun Cong nod, he announced the start of the competition.
When the audience in the live broadcast room saw the exchange of glances between Sun Cong and the elder, they immediately began to feel indignant.
"Bah, what kind of sect competition is this? The elders have already made deals with their disciples. How can it be fair and just?"
"A sect competition where you can self-destruct a magic weapon is not a competition at all. Let that little fat guy take first place."
"Upstairs, to be fair, it is normal for the elder, as the referee, to question the little fat man with his eyes. The competition can only start when both parties are ready, but it is really outrageous to be able to self-destruct a magic weapon.
"
"Just because of the py deal between this little fat guy and the elder, this show made by the host is a bad movie."
As soon as this barrage came out, Su Mu's eyes began to be filled with question marks.
"No way, some people really think that the anchor is filming."
"Don't be like this, he may just be a little younger. It would be nice if he was deceived more often in the future."
"You're new here, so maybe you don't know very well."
"Tell me a joke, it's the magnetic field."
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Su Mu looked at the funny barrage in front of him and couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.
But facing the battle, Su Mu still let the system temporarily close the barrage in front of him.
At the same time, the eyes he looked at Sun Cong across from him began to look more serious.
After all, I have to admit that Fatty Sun is really rich.
Sun Cong, who cannot self-destruct magic weapons, and Sun Cong, who can self-destruct magic weapons, have two kinds of combat power.
Sure enough, as the elder left the scene, Sun Cong immediately summoned two low-grade standard long sword magic weapons from the storage bag on his waist and threw them towards Su Mu.
As Sun Cong squeezed the spiritual secret in his hand, the two long swords immediately caused a huge explosion, causing the spiritual power in the entire arena to become chaotic.
If it weren't for the formation protection on the stage, just this one blow would probably cause casualties among the surrounding Xuanjian Sect disciples.
At the same time as the magic weapon exploded, Sun Cong had already taken out two identical long swords from his storage bag again, and looked warily at Su Mu's original direction.
Suddenly, a red sword light pierced out from the fire caused by the explosion and went straight towards Sun Cong opposite.
Seeing this, Sun Cong quickly threw out the two long swords in his hands again.
With two bangs, Su Mu was once again plunged into the flames.
But this time, Sun Cong once again took out two long swords, and at the same time, he also took out a palm-sized green disk, and then without hesitation, he input spiritual power into the disk and slapped it towards himself.
Immediately afterwards, a pale green light appeared on Sun Cong's body, and the green disc was clearly a low-grade defensive weapon.
As Sun Cong finished everything in this flash of lightning, the fire produced by the four low-grade magic weapons in front of him suddenly began to shrink sharply, pouring into the middle at the same time.
Seeing this, Sun Cong secretly said something bad, and quickly took out a black gourd from his waist again. As soon as he thought about the magic formula, he opened the gourd and pointed it at the huge black mist produced by the self-destruction of the magic weapon in front of him.
For a moment, the black mist, together with the flames within it, began to gather at high speed towards the gourd in Sun Cong's hand.
In the center of the black mist, there is also a fiery red light that is growing continuously.
But Sun Cong's endless array of magic weapons and his attitude of self-destructing the magic weapons without hesitation made the audience in the live broadcast room call him a good guy.
"This little fat guy has something. He has a long sword, a disc, and this gourd. There are so many magic weapons."
"And he has already taken out six long swords. Judging from his unhesitating look, I'm afraid there are still many more in the storage bag."
"It seems that this is a second-generation fairy. I don't feel bad for selling my father's land."
"I understand, it turns out that people like this are the real losers. I'm going to blow up my two million-dollar sports cars. Then I will have the same hobbies as the immortals. If you round up, then I will be an immortal."
"Upstairs, you have done a great job of filial piety to me. You have done a great job of filial piety to my family."
"..."
It's a pity that Sun Cong didn't see the comments from the audience at all.
Otherwise, Sun Cong would definitely jump up and shout.
"What are you barking at? Who are you scolding? Who are you scolding? Here, who is the second generation immortal? Who do you look down on?"
"How about I, Sun Cong, the fifteenth generation immortal with upright roots and young talents?"
At this time, the system, watching the battle on the field, thoughtfully zoomed out a little further and sent out a barrage.
Su Mu's system: Please watch the live broadcast. All the unreasonable scenes in the live broadcast are made by technology. Please believe in science. Thank you.
It's a pity that the audience has been completely immune to the system's prompts. Anyway, Su Mu doesn't admit it because Su Mu doesn't admit it. They just agree and don't care how Su Mu explains it.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
At this moment, the huge energy generated by the self-destruction of Sun Cong's four long swords finally disappeared.
At the center of the explosion, Su Mu was holding a red rainbow sword that was constantly emitting spiritual power, and looked at Sun Cong not far away with a smile.
It's just that the curve of the corner of his mouth looks a bit malicious.
At this moment, the god-transformation stage elder from Xuantie Peak felt the terrifying spiritual power contained in the Red Rainbow Sword in Su Mu's hand. His expression immediately changed, and he quickly reached out to strengthen the defensive formation of the arena.
Amid the elder's worries, Su Mu picked up the Red Rainbow Sword in his hand and swung it towards Sun Cong opposite.