Chapter 127 Weird Sword Gourd
Fu Boren's eyes turned cold and he turned to look at Yan Huifui not far away.
His lips moved, but no sound came out.
On the arena in the lake, Yan Guilai was standing proudly. Suddenly his eyelids moved slightly, and then he nodded invisibly.
Immediately afterwards, Yan Guihui glanced at Su Twelve from the corner of his eye, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.
On the other side, at the pavilion where Tianyin Peak was located, Shen Miaoyin glanced at Fu Boren, then looked at Su Twelve, and couldn't help but murmur secretly.
This kid is really as sinister and cunning as ever.
But it is a pity that you have offended Fu Boren. How will you deal with the next finals?
Originally, she was indifferent to Su Twelve.
Seeing Su Twelve's strength at this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little more curious.
At this moment, the great elder jumped up and turned into a flowing sword and flew into the air.
Seeing this scene, many disciples turned to look at Su Twelve, their eyes filled with resentment, and they were so angry that their apertures were filled with smoke.
"Damn it, where did this kid come from? Why is he so cunning and cunning?!"
"Damn it, that boy Chen Erhe is no match for me, yet he was actually allowed to stand at the end!"
"Damn it, it's all because of this kid's good leadership. What kind of guy with no eyesight can challenge this kid when he has nothing to do!"
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Many disciples gathered together and discussed unwillingly, feeling quite resentful towards Su Twelve.
In their eyes, Su Twelve was the key driver of this result.
But no matter how unhappy they are, the outcome is decided. This is an undoubted fact.
On the ring, several disciples who stood at the end by delaying their steps all cast kind glances at Su Twelve. The corners of their mouths turned up, secretly chuckling.
This ingenious move is directly a foundation-building pill. This is simply pie in the sky!
In mid-air, Ge Tianchuan looked down at the earth and swept his gaze from each stage without changing his expression.
"It's good to be able to stand in the ring until the end.
, whether it is relying on strength or luck, you are the winners of this round of defense. "
"The next step is the finals."
"Sixteen of you will be randomly paired up to compete against each other. The losers will retreat, and the winners will continue to randomly compete until the final winner is determined."
"You should all know the rewards of this finals. If each disciple participates in one more round, the Foundation Establishment Pills he or she will receive will be doubled!"
Ge Tianchuan put his hands behind his back and Lang Lang said.
After all, he is also a late-stage foundation-building monk, and his cultivation is still very strong.
As soon as he opened his mouth, invisible coercion enveloped the entire audience, and his voice was like a roaring bell.
The entire Yandang Lake suddenly became quiet.
By the lake, pairs of eyes were looking in the direction of the arena, basically focusing on Yan Gui Lai, Baili Chai Long, the woman from Tianyin Peak, and the fat man from Chaoyang Peak.
These four people were basically familiar to the disciples present.
In everyone's opinion, regardless of whether there is a competition or not, the champion of this Seven Peaks Competition will definitely be chosen among these four people.
Even Lu Mingshi sat in the pavilion and closed his eyes.
He was satisfied that all three of them could advance to the finals.
As for how good his ranking would be, he didn't have much hope.
He had no doubt about Han Yu's talent. However, Yan Guilai and others' spiritual qualifications are not bad. In addition, they have been practicing for a longer time, and their skills are still incredible.
Under this situation, he didn't expect much even from Han Yu. Moreover, he originally came with the mentality of letting Han Yu train.
"The second round, the Seven Peaks Competition Finals, has officially begun!"
In mid-air, Ge Tianchuan paused for a moment and then continued to shout loudly.
After all that, I didn’t see him making any moves.
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On Yandang Lake, the waves suddenly surged, and the huge lotus leaf arenas floating on the lake began to gather together in pairs.
The arenas meet, and like water waves, they merge into a new, larger arena.
Han Yu and Xiao Yue were both very lucky. They met two disciples who came up through luck.
Su Twelve, on the other hand, squinted his eyes and thought with his toes. He could also guess that Ge Tianchuan would definitely use dirty tricks.
Immediately, a chubby figure came into view. When he saw it, his heart suddenly trembled and his face suddenly became ugly.
The person who came was wearing a water-white Taoist uniform, holding a huge gourd with both hands.
It was the Chaoyang Peak disciple!
"Chaoyang Peak, Baiyun Song, I've met senior brother." As soon as he came up, the fat man put down the gourd in his hand, bowed to Su Twelve, and said hello in a friendly way.
He was fat and had a rather naive grin, giving him a harmless feeling.
"Senior brother? I don't dare to call you senior brother. I'm not as strong as you. I should call you senior brother."
"Luofu Peak, Su Twelve, I have met Senior Brother Bai!" Su Twelve curled his lips and said quickly.
After saying that, he cupped his hands and his attitude seemed to be equally respectful.
But in his heart, he was secretly wary.
He will not be fooled by the other person's appearance.
He didn't know what the gourd magic weapon did for the time being, but the fat man was not a good person, and his actions were extremely vicious.
Su Twelve saw clearly the previous defense competition.
Yan Guihui and the others were ruthless, and at most they would seriously injure their opponents.
But all the registered disciples who were defeated by this man had their hands and feet broken. If you can't find a special panacea, or if you practice to the legendary Nascent Soul stage, you can rebuild your physical body. Then...several disciples will have no choice but to be disabled for life.
Damn it!
This damn old thing is really cruel and ruthless! !
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Thinking of this, a flash of secret hatred flashed through Su Twelve's eyes. He had no doubt that it was Ge Tianchuan's 'credit' that he randomly found this fat man!
Glancing over the fat man from the corner of his eye, Ge Tianchuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his sword fell to the ground again.
On the shore, many disciples who had a lot of resentment against Su Twelve looked happy when they saw this scene, and they all started to gloat.
"Hmph, as expected, evil is rewarded! This damn boy met Senior Brother Bai Yunsong when he came up. He is dead now!"
"Senior Brother Yunsong's sword gourd is a pseudo-spiritual weapon made by the master of Chaoyang Peak himself. It is comparable to the top treasure of spiritual weapons. When the sword gourd is activated, it has amazing lethality. Even senior brother Yan Guihui does not dare to underestimate it."
"Bah, he deserves it. This kind of person should be eliminated in one round."
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There were faint whining sounds in his ears.
Sword gourd?
Su Twelve's ears moved slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the green-skinned gourd.
"Okay, since junior brother said that, I won't be polite. Tuoda, just be a senior brother."
"Junior brother seems to be interested in my sword gourd?"
Bai Yunsong said with a smile. Seeing Su Twelve's attention falling on his sword gourd, he grinned and asked with a smile.
At the same time as he spoke, the true energy in his body was flowing silently and continuously into the green-skinned gourd.
"I'm quite interested!"
"Senior brother, after delaying it for so long, this treasure should be almost activated, right?"
Su Twelve nodded expressionlessly. He was not stupid, although he didn't notice it at first.
But he didn't think that the other party would be so carefree and talk so much to him about nothing.
With a little thought, he could guess the other party's purpose.
As he spoke, the true energy in his body activated decisively. Regardless of whether the opponent's sword gourd was successfully activated or not, he decided to strike first.