After being blocked repeatedly, Zhang Meng became angry and pounced on him again. The battle ax and Fang Tian's painted halberd collided one after another, sparks flying every time.
Every time Chen Dong took the axe, his whole body's energy and blood were boiling, and the tiger's mouth was in severe pain, and he could hardly hold the weapon.
But he gritted his teeth and persevered, thanks to the fact that every time he activated his spiritual energy, he could gain weapon amplification, otherwise he would have been lying down long ago.
Zhang Meng struck five or six times in a row, gasping for air, and said angrily: "Chen Dong, have you taken the medicine?
Why won’t you lie down, then you can try this trick from me!”
He roared, and the spiritual energy all over his body poured into the battle ax crazily, and a darker black light stirred up on the already dark battle ax.
Zhang Meng raised the battle ax high above his head and slashed down with the roar of the tiger.
The black light bloomed, and the shadow of a fierce tiger actually appeared in it! "Wow, is this a roaring tiger ax? If the ax cuts out the shadow of a tiger, Chen Dong will definitely be defeated!"
"Zhang Meng is so strong, it turns out he was conserving his strength just now!"
"Chen Dong lost!"
The tiger roared and pounced, and Chen Dong's heart felt cold.
But he did not surrender. A mercenary man never showed off, and even if he was hacked to death, he would not take a step back.
Gritting his teeth and summoning the spiritual energy throughout his body, Chen Dong grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd with his bloody hands, roared loudly, and struck out with his backhand.
Amidst the long roar, the blade of Fang Tian's painted halberd suddenly flashed with light, and an arc of light like a crescent moon rose into the sky.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the tiger and the arc light collided together, and they were instantly shattered into pieces. The arc light's remaining power did not dissipate, and hit Zhang Meng hard on the body, knocking him away.
"Pfft..." This blow was too powerful. Chen Dong vomited a mouthful of blood and managed to hold himself up with Fang Tian's painted halberd to keep from falling.
There was deathly silence all around. Everyone looked at the fallen Zhang Meng and the standing Chen Dong with wide eyes, unable to believe this result.
The big shots were also shocked and looked at each other.
"How is that possible! He was so elated just now that he could actually hit such a powerful blow. How did he do it?"
Gongsun Hao said incredulously.
Du Jiuniang also murmured: "The blow just now was completely beyond his cultivation level!"
Nangong Hen was also stunned and speechless.
Only Mr. Cui's eyes flashed with two gleams, and he stared at the Fangtian Painted Halberd in Chen Dong's hand.
"Chen Dongsheng!"
The referee stayed for a long time before making a difficult announcement.
I don't know who was the first to applaud, and soon the applause sounded like thunder, and everyone looked at Chen Dong with emotion.
What mercenaries admire most is a brave man. Chen Dong won everyone's respect with his performance of defeating the strong by the weak.
Chen Dong hasn't recovered yet, have I won?
Did he really win against Zhang Meng?
Chen Dong himself couldn't believe it, but the applause in his ears and the eyes of everyone were not a dream.
He held Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly with both hands and grinned until he spit out blood.
This weapon is really powerful! Chen Dong won and became the 30th person.
All selected mercenaries have three days to prepare.
The others dispersed one after another. Chen Dong took the prepaid bounty and walked heavily to buy some healing medicine.
Suddenly, the sound of horse hoofbeats came from behind. When I looked back, I saw that it was Nangong Hen and his party who were leaving and returning.
"Hello everyone."
Chen Dong hurriedly bent down to salute.
Mr. Cui took a deep look at Chen Dong and said, "Chen Dong, can you show me the weapon in your hand?"
"yes."
Chen Dong handed over Fang Tian's painted halberd.
Mr. Cui took the halberd, weighed it, and checked the material. There was nothing special about it.
But when his eyes fell on the connection between the gun tip and the gun barrel, and saw the dense row of solder joints, his scalp suddenly went numb, and he exclaimed in disbelief.
"This is a spiritual pattern!"
Others couldn't understand and asked anxiously: "Mr. Cui, what are the spiritual patterns?
Why didn’t we see the spirit pattern?”
Mr. Cui said: "Because the spirit pattern is hidden in the solder joints, look here... it is a power-increasing pattern! And it is a medium power-increasing pattern that can increase strength by 30%!"
"What!"
Everyone looked at Fang Tian's painted halberd. They looked at it carefully for a long time before gasping in disbelief, "Oh my God, how did you do this?"
Mr. Cui looked at Chen Dong: "Which master is this weapon of yours? How did you get it?"
Chen Dong did not dare to be negligent and quickly told the truth.
After everyone listened, they looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Such an exquisite weapon was just bought casually in the market?
Chen Dong added: "The person who sells weapons is called Huo Xuan. His cultivation level seems to be not as good as mine, but he is very strong. He defeated the famous Twin King Kong among the younger generation of Youzhou City with one against two..." "Well
?”
Everyone was surprised again.
Among the younger generation in Youzhou City, the most outstanding one is known as the Eight Vajras, Four Heavenly Kings, One Emperor and Two Queens, and even they have heard of it.
For a little-known monk to be able to defeat the Twin Vajra one-on-one, his strength is truly extraordinary.
But it shouldn’t be strong enough to refine such a weapon, right?
Mr. Cui was puzzled and asked: "How many spiritual stones did you spend on this weapon?"
"2500 spirit stones."
Chen Dong answered honestly.
2500! Everyone almost spit blood on Chen Dong’s face.
This kind of magic weapon only sells for 2,500 spirit stones! Such a waste of natural resources, such a waste of natural resources! "Chen Dong, do you know where to find Huoxuan?"
Mr. Cui's mind was spinning and he shouted loudly.
... Li Xuan didn't know that he was being watched. He came out of Wanbao Pavilion and was about to find a quiet place to study the borrowed books when he suddenly heard a commotion in front of him.
Looking over, I saw that the Genius Arena, an annual event in Youzhou City, was about to take place.
The Genius Arena, as the name suggests, is a competition that only young and talented monks can participate in.
Every year, the Genius Arena attracts the attention of the entire Youzhou City.
If you can get good results in the talent arena, there are many benefits.
All major families have selected some girls with outstanding talents and beauty, waiting to choose their sons-in-law from among the winners of the talent ring.
The elders of each major sect will also pay attention to the results of the competition throughout the entire process, and will extend an olive branch as long as they perform well.
Even Yunzun himself would watch the finals unless he had special matters.
It can be said that every Genius Arena is not just a competition, but also a grand event. Countless people turn their fortunes around and embark on a broader path here, while others are dejected and have never recovered.
Li Xuan has no interest in the genius arena. He is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years in his previous life. How can he have the nerve to compete with a group of young people?
Just as he was about to leave, Li Xuan's ears twitched and he heard someone exclaiming.
"Wow, the reward for this year's Genius Arena champion is actually Taiyi Zhenshui!"
Li Xuan stopped, his face twitched, he took a deep breath and said to himself: "...Children in Youzhou City, please don't blame me...I didn't mean to compete with you, but who gave me the prize?"