Chapter 915 The Game Begins

Chapter 915 The game begins

"You mean that all the artifacts in the world are upgraded from sacred artifacts?"

"exactly."

Qin Yi understood clearly in his heart and couldn't help but secretly sigh. It turned out that the artifacts were so precious and rare. They were all upgraded from sacred artifacts. In the extremely distant Immortal Ancient Years, the owners of artifacts were basically the Immortal Ancient Emperors. In the current Hongmeng Era, until now, he has never seen a divine weapon, not even a high-grade holy weapon.

He quickly thought about it in his mind. Mortal weapons are ordinary weapons. According to the different materials used, the quality of the weapons is different. Therefore, there are low, medium and high-grade mortal weapons.

Sacred weapons are ordinary mortal weapons inlaid with precious gems, or smelted into souls, so that their lethality rises to a whole new level.

"So, to what extent does a weapon's spiritual consciousness have to grow before it can be upgraded to a divine weapon?"

After thinking for a while, Qin Yi asked such a question.

"The strength reaches the imperial level."

Yan Yun's spiritual consciousness spoke word by word.

The strength reaches the imperial level!

Qin Yi was astonished. It was already extremely difficult for a cultivator to cultivate into the divine way. It is easy to imagine how difficult it is for a weapon to reach the strength of the imperial way with its spiritual consciousness.

Yanyun Spiritual Sense then said expressionlessly: "In other words, if a cultivator owns a divine weapon, it is equivalent to having the helper of a powerful emperor."

Qin Yi's eyes lit up slightly. This point is quite worth looking forward to.

If you have a helper who is as powerful as the Imperial Dao, then the battle scene will be quite enjoyable.

Suppressing the slightly boiling blood in his body, Qin Yi touched his nose and asked: "Then, is there any way to make the spiritual consciousness of the weapon grow faster?"

"Yes, put the weapon into the eternal killing field and let it absorb the killing intention there. There is another way, that is to extract the souls of some strong men and then seal them into the weapon. As long as the killing intention absorbed is , or if the sealed soul is enough, the spiritual consciousness of the weapon will naturally become stronger."

Yanyun Spiritual Sense said.

Qin Yi smiled slightly bitterly, how could there be an eternal killing field in the current Hongmeng Era?

To extract the soul of a strong man and seal it into a weapon is too cruel and Qin Yi cannot do it.

Now it seems that the only way is to let Yan Yunling recognize him and slowly grow up.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, two days have passed.

As the morning light of the day shone slantingly on the bustling Duanyang City from the east, the battle between Qin Yi and Tan Zong also came as scheduled.

The competition venue between Qin Yi and Tan Zong was located at the training ground of the Daliang royal family.

Early that morning, the military training ground, which could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, was filled with a sea of ​​people.

Five days ago, the Daliang royal family had already posted the notice, which caused an uproar in Duanyang City. At this moment, the scene on the training ground can be imagined. Almost all the residents of Duanyang City came. Two thirds.

These people gathered around the training ground, leaving a large circular open space in the middle for the competition between Qin Yi and Tan Zong.

The outermost perimeter of the training ground is guarded by a layer of elite soldiers to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to cause trouble.

On one side of the training ground, there were twelve huge drums, and in front of each drum stood a drummer with bare arms.

On one side of the palace, there is a row of waiting platforms. On that platform, there are many civil and military ministers from the Daliang royal family, as well as the maids of the palace. His Majesty Daliang, Tan Zong, Shiyun and others were also among this group of people.

In addition, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang were also sitting among these people.

"The scene is really not ordinary. It is not much different from the war flag competition in Dachu in the past."

Qin Yi's eyes slowly swept over the crowded training ground, and he couldn't help but smack his lips. Especially when his eyes touched the twelve huge drums, he opened his mouth in astonishment. He did not expect that the Daliang royal family would actually make this competition so grand.

Qin Yi knew very well that the more solemn the scene, the more indignant the Daliang royal family was for his challenge to the top master of Daliang!

However, he had seen countless big scenes and was not stage frightened. The look on his handsome face soon became calm and calm.

"Why are there so many people?"

Yan Meiniang beside him had a look of horror on her face. It was obvious that she, coming from a small tribe, had never seen such a large-scale competition.

She slightly raised her charming little face and looked at Qin Yi beside her. There was an obvious worry in her charming eyes: "Qin Yi, are you sure of winning this battle?"

Qin Yi smiled faintly, raised his hand and scratched Yan Mei Niang's pretty nose, and was about to say something.

"Chinese boy, if you have stage fright, it's okay to give up. You are Shiyun's friend, and we, Liang, will treat you as a distinguished guest."

A faint voice came slowly from not far away.

Qin Yi hesitated for a moment and turned around. He saw Tan Zong, who was wearing a black robe, raising his head slightly and looking at him proudly. Shi Yun next to him had an obvious trace of bitterness on his face. .

Beside them, in addition to His Majesty Daliang, there was an old man with a white beard wearing a gray robe. The old man with a white beard glanced at Qin Yi from a distance, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Qin Yi's eyes only glanced at the white-bearded old man, then he looked at Tan Zong and said with a smile: "It seems that this strong man is the number one master of Daliang, and he is indeed worthy of his reputation. However, I still want to experience the true strength of a strong man. Your Majesty..."

Qin Yi looked at His Majesty Daliang, who was wearing a luxurious imperial robe, and said respectfully: "If I win this battle, can you reward me with a fire lotus?"

His Majesty Daliang was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said: "Haha, Chinese boy, Shi Yun has long reported to me your true purpose of coming to challenge our top master in Daliang. Do you deserve to take such a risk for a fire lotus? "

adventure?

Touching his nose, Qin Yi smiled faintly: "I don't think that the number one master who challenges Daliang is taking risks."

As soon as he said these words, all the civil and military ministers of Daliang, including His Majesty Daliang, were startled. This young man from China was so arrogant that he did not think that challenging the top master of Daliang was a risky thing. At this time, he should have vaguely felt the threat of death.

Looking at the handsome young man with a calm face, Tan Zong's chest felt a vague ups and downs, and an unknown fire rose leisurely in his chest. This boy actually didn't regard himself as a person. It is a very threatening existence.

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