Chapter 388 Elder Black Sword, Conflict
"Sixth-grade weapon, the Emperor's Soul Capturing Spear!"
Apart from Mo Yu's loud laughter, there was no other noise in the huge square.
Although most people present have never heard of the name of this gun, it does not prevent people from being shocked by the sixth-grade weapon!
A sixth-grade weapon refiner, in the Western Region, is enough to be called a master of weapon refinement!
"Sister, Brother Mo Yu really did it. The sixth-grade weapon will definitely be better than Sun Wuji's fifth-grade Vajra Feihong Sword." Lan Bingbing also lightly covered her red lips at this time and said in shock.
"No wonder this boy's weapon refining skills are valued by the old soldiers, and he has become a sixth-grade weapon refiner at a young age..."
At the Lan family's seat, Lan Yuan also stood up solemnly, unexpectedly looking at the impressive and powerful spear in Mo Yu's hand, and said with half surprise and half joy.
On the other side, the corners of Tang Hao's mouth twitched, and there was unconcealable shock and anger in his eyes.
A sixth-grade weapon, this damn boy can actually refine a sixth-grade weapon! ?
Things suddenly took a turn for the worse. If the weapon in Mo Yu's hand was really a sixth-grade weapon, then this competition between the Tang and Lan families would end in a complete failure of the Tang family!
This was undoubtedly an extremely frustrating blow to Tang Hao, who aspired to unify Xihuang City.
On the high platform, the old man carrying the sword squinted his eyes, looked at the weapon in Mo Yu's hand and murmured: "The Emperor's Soul Capturing Spear, a soul weapon, is it really a sixth-grade weapon?"
"Haha, in that case, I will announce that this time the competition between the Lan family and the Tang family will be me..." Seeing this, Lan Yuan was about to announce the result when he was suddenly interrupted by a voice.
"Wait a minute!"
Hearing the harsh sound ringing in his ears, Sun Wuji, who had a gloomy face, suddenly raised his head and screamed.
Being interrupted, Lan Yuan frowned slightly, turned his head and glanced at Sun Wuji, who had a gloomy face and red eyes, and said lightly: "Master Sun, what else do you want?"
"I don't believe he can refine a sixth-grade weapon, I want to check it myself!" Pointing at Mo Yu, Sun Wuji shouted.
"This..." Lan Yuan frowned, and then said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Sun, I'm afraid this does not comply with the competition regulations."
"Clan Leader Lan, this is wrong. What if Mo Yu randomly refines something and uses it to make up for his losses? Does this also allow him to win?
Moreover, compared to the long-famous King Kong Feihong Sword of Wanjiang Pavilion, we have never heard of this so-called sixth-grade weapon, the Emperor Soul-Capturing Spear.
I think you are acting so favoritistically because he is someone invited by your Lan family. But there are so many people at the venue today, why don't you dare to check? "Tang Hao on the high platform seemed to have grasped something at this time, and quickly asked coldly.
As soon as Tang Hao finished speaking, there were whispers in the surrounding auditorium.
According to common sense, Sun Wuji's request is not too excessive.
Hearing the whispers coming from around him, Lan Yuan's face darkened slightly. He didn't expect that this guy would still be stubborn at this time.
"Uncle Lan, if he needs to be checked, let him check it. Otherwise, it will appear that we are guilty." Mo Yu suddenly raised his head and smiled at the hesitant Lan Yuan.
Hearing Mo Yu's words, Lan Yuan was stunned, looked at the smiling face, pondered for a moment, and then said helplessly: "Okay, let's check it out.
However, the person doing the inspection could not be Sun Wuji himself. After all, he was also a contestant and did not have the qualifications or authority to inspect other people's weapon refining results. ”
"In that case, the inspectors will be you and me, and Elder Heijian beside me. Elder Heijian comes from Wanjiang Pavilion, and the head of the Lan family must have heard of his reputation.
With this adult participating in the inspection, the competition will be guaranteed to be fair. What does Chief Lan think? "At this time, Tang Hao suddenly pointed at the old man carrying the sword beside him and said slowly.
"Elder Black Sword, it turned out to be him..."
Hearing this, the expressions of Lan Yuan and the Lan family members behind him suddenly condensed, and even the entire audience in the square looked at the old man with the sword on his back whose aura was as unfathomable as the abyss, and their expressions became extremely solemn.
"Elder of Wanjiang Pavilion..." Mo Yu in the square looked at the old man beside Tang Hao, and his silver eyes narrowed slightly.
This man's aura was even more terrifying and unfathomable than the Old Demon Old Man in the Demon Flame Valley in the past. If he guessed correctly, this old man carrying a sword might have already stood at the level of the Eight-Star Douzong.
"Haha, since we are the elders of Black Sword, we can naturally check together." Lan Yuan also nodded at this time and agreed helplessly.
"I don't believe that you can refine a sixth-grade weapon!"
Upon hearing Lan Yuan's consent to the inspection, Sun Wuji suddenly stared fiercely at Mo Yu, who was not far away, with a cold smile on his lips.
In response, Mo Yu responded with a disdainful smile.
Shortly after the inspection rules were set, Lan Yuan Tang Hao and the Black Sword Elder walked up and down the high platform.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, the three of them slowly approached the square and came to Mo Yu's side. They took the Huangji Soul Capturing Gun from his hand, and then each formed a group and used their own soul perception. , detecting the grade of the weapon and whether it has any defects.
The inspection lasted for nearly five minutes. In full view of the public, the three of them looked at each other carefully, with slightly solemn expressions on their faces.
However, in contrast, Lan Yuan's solemn expression showed undisguised joy, while Tang Hao's face was as gloomy as water.
Seeing this situation, Sun Wuji, who was waiting for the result, suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. Could it be...
"Lord Black Sword, as the person with the highest status present, it is up to you to announce the result of this competition."
After the weapon was passed around, it returned to Lan Yuan's hand again. The latter smiled at the old man carrying the sword beside him.
"Since the head of the Lan family expresses his love, let me announce it."
The old man named Elder Black Sword glanced at Sun Wuji with a sigh. Mo Yu paused for a moment, then faced the audience, remained silent for a while, and then said.
"The inspection has been completed. This weapon called the Huangji Soul Capturing Gun is indeed a sixth-grade weapon, and it is also a rare soul weapon!"
As the old man finished speaking, the whole square was in uproar again.
"It turns out to be a soul weapon. It must be a sixth-grade weapon!"
"Lord Black Sword said so. So, in this competition between the Lan family and the Tang family, the Lan family won both games. It seems that who will be in charge of Xihuang City in the future is uncertain."
"Haha, this son has defeated Tang San and Sun Wuji in a row. I believe that in the future, a peerless genius named Mo Yu will be spread in the Western Regions."
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At the Lan family's seat, Sister Lan Yingying looked at the announcement of victory, with a happy smile on her pretty face.
"No wonder Junior Brother Mo Yu's refining of weapons was mediocre and confusing. It turned out to be soul weapons." A flash of surprise flashed in Lan Yingying's beautiful eyes, and then she whispered with a chuckle at the corner of her mouth. As we all know, the reason why soul weapons are rare is due to their attack attributes.
Soul weapons are different from ordinary weapons. Its biggest feature is not to cause damage to the enemy's body, but to be able to transcend the body and directly attack the opponent's soul power without warning.
Damage to the soul is often more difficult to recover than damage to the body, and is more powerful in battle, so soul weapons are more popular.
However, this characteristic also means that soul-powered weapons do not pay as much attention to materials as ordinary weapons. Even excluding soul attacks, soul-type weapons are not even as lethal as some ordinary fifth-grade weapons in attack and combat.
Therefore, during the refining process just now, no one present noticed that what was refined in the ordinary furnace was actually a sixth-grade weapon.
In the field, after the results of the competition were announced, Mo Yu slowly took back his Huangji Soul Capturing Gun, turned to glance at Sun Wuji, and then turned around and walked away.
Just as his body turned around, a look of ferocious malice flashed across the eyes of the unwilling Sun Wuji. When he made a seal with his hands, a vague soul wave suddenly emanated from his body.
As this soul force condensed, a soul secret arrow shot out from Sun Wuji's sea of consciousness and hit Mo Yu's back vest.
The sudden change suddenly caused countless people to scream in shock, and soon the curses started to ring out. Mo Yu outshined Sun Wuji in an upright manner, and the latter actually dared to do such a despicable and despicable act
"Chi!"
Under the horrified gazes, the soul secret arrow accurately hit Mo Yu's back vest and penetrated directly. However, it did not bring up the slightest trace of blood. Instead, it made the figure gradually blur.
"Afterimage?"
Seeing this scene, Sun Wuji felt horrified and hurriedly backed away. However, as soon as he stepped back, his body suddenly froze.
Because, at some point, a soul seal that was far more powerful and terrifying than the Soul Dark Arrow he had just used had floated above his head.
"Stop!"
Seeing the terrifying soul mark that suddenly appeared above Sun Wuji's head, roars suddenly erupted from the seats of the Tang family.
The expression of the old man carrying the sword, who was about to leave, also darkened. As soon as he moved, he turned into a blurry figure and shot towards the field.
"Since you are competing with me in soul skills, then you gave this life to yourself, and you have no one to blame."
A soft voice reached Sun Wuji's ears, and a chill of fear spread from his heart. Before he could cry out for mercy, the terrifying soul mark on his head fell hard.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Sun Wuji's body fell softly and slowly, and finally fell to the ground.
After casting a soul seal, Mo Yu clapped his hands lightly, with a disdainful smile on his lips.
Sun Wuji might have thought that he could be assassinated by relying on the soul skills that were extremely rare in the Dou Qi Continent, but little did he know that he was hitting the muzzle of a gun.
The sword-carrying old man who suddenly rushed over quickly rushed to Sun Wuji's side and hurriedly visited him. His face suddenly turned gloomy.
Sun Wuji does still have a trace of aura left, but his soul power in the sea of consciousness was completely annihilated by Mo Yu's soul mark. In other words, even if he is cured, he will probably remain an idiot.
Turning to Mo Yu with a sinister look, the old man with the sword on his back smiled angrily: "Okay, okay, anyone who dares to kill me, Wanjiange Pavilion, boy, you will definitely regret it!"
After the words fell, Tang Hao and others who hurriedly came behind him heard this, and their faces instantly turned livid, and their eyes looking at Mo Yu were full of disbelief.
This kid really killed Sun Wuji, and he was a disciple of the master swordsmith!
Thinking of this, a look of panic appeared on Tang Hao's face involuntarily. Who is the Master Swordsmith? This is a person that even the Master of Wanjiang Pavilion must treat with great respect, and his disciple actually died in During the competition between the Tang family and the Lan family.
If the sword master is involved in anger, I am afraid that even the Tang family will suffer.
Thinking of this, Tang Hao looked at Mo Yu not far away, thinking that he could only take down this son first to make up for it.
"How dare you kill the sword-making master's beloved disciple? No matter who you are, we, the Tang family, will fight you to the death!"
Tang Hao's loud voice caused the panic in Tianyuan Square to gradually become quiet.
Facing the threatening words of the sword-carrying old man and Tang Hao, Mo Yu's expression did not change at all, and he sneered: "According to what you two said, he just attacked me secretly, and I resisted, but it's better to repay me." !”
"I don't care about this. If you have harmed Mr. Sun like this, you will have to pay for it with your life. If you just surrender, you might be able to get the sword master's forgiveness.
If you are stubborn, don't blame me, the Tang family, for being ruthless! "Tang Hao said with a serious face.
"Tang Hao, what are you doing?!"
The incident in the square caused the expressions of everyone in the Lan family to change. Immediately, a group of figures flashed down from the high platform, and finally they all flashed into the square and appeared next to Mo Yu.
"What are you talking about? This kid hurt Young Master Sun. Our Tang family will never give up. Do you, the Lan family, still want to start a war with my Tang family for the sake of an outsider?
Also, don’t forget who Master Sun’s teacher is! "Tang Hao's face darkened and he shouted coldly.
After the words fell, the expressions of Lan Yuan and others suddenly changed. Who didn't know that Sun Wuji's teacher was a famous swordsmith in the Western Regions.
The influence of an eighth-level weapon refiner makes even a strong Dou Zun wary.
If Sun Wuji died here, the anger of an eighth-grade weapon refiner would probably burn down the entire Xihuang City!
"In any case, Mo Yu's counterattack is excusable. The master swordsmith must not be an unreasonable person. The merits of this matter have not yet been decided. It would be inappropriate for the Tang family to directly attack someone."
Lan Yuan's expression changed. After all, he still didn't abandon Mo Yu directly and said in a deep voice.
"The Lan family is really courageous."
As Tang Hao's expression changed, a faint old voice suddenly sounded. Everyone looked along the voice and saw the old man carrying the sword.
"I want to take this son away and explain to the sword-making elder. The Lan family can't stop this." The old man carrying the sword said calmly, but his voice was calm and full of doubts.
Hearing this, Lan Yuan's expression suddenly changed. If the Tang family took someone away, he could barely survive, but if the Black Sword Elder of Wanjiang Pavilion took action, the Lan family would be powerless.
Behind Lan Yuan, Lan Yingying and Lan Bingbing also had a look of regret and worry on their pretty faces. If it hadn't been for them, Mo Yu wouldn't have been involved in this matter.
"Haha, no one can take my life away, including Wanjiange, and I don't have the qualifications to do so!"
As tensions gradually escalated on the court, Mo Yu slowly raised his head, a sneer appeared on his handsome face, and the sound of disdain rang out in the square, loud and clear!
(End of chapter)