He looked at Ba Ying, although this tempering did not fully stimulate the lightning attribute, but the quality of the weapon has improved a lot.
Xu Zimo felt that after tempering a few more times, after Ba Ying stimulated the lightning attribute, the weapon could also be advanced to the mysterious level.
This is why it is necessary to use high-level materials to build weapons. Although Ba Ying was only a mortal weapon before, its potential is infinite.
If it was a weapon made of ordinary materials, it might break apart within a few seconds in the thunder.
... ...
Inserting Ba Ying into the scabbard behind him, Xu Zimo walked towards the outer door step by step.
There is a special competition platform in the place where the outer gate crouching tiger competition is held.
At this time, the area around the martial arts arena was surrounded by densely packed outer disciples.
As a rookie who just entered the outer sect this year, Yan Buhui directly took the 11th place on the Crouching Tiger List. It can be said that the scenery was boundless for a while, and he was the most dazzling one among this group of rookies.
And now he was going to challenge Xu Ren, who was seventh on the Crouching Tiger Ranking, and he had to know that every time he competed in the top ten of the Crouching Tiger Ranking, there would be a storm in the outer gate.
People are happy to see the rise of a newcomer, to see him rise like a rising star.
I am also happy to see the fall of a genius, and I can find some sense of existence while gloating.
... ...
The contest platform is made of pieces of green stones. This kind of green stones have extremely strong defensive power, and it is impossible to break through without the power of the true veins.
At this time, on the martial arts arena, Xu Ren was dressed in white, leaning on the iron chain on the edge of the martial arts arena, with a long sword hanging from his waist.
With an aura like a rainbow on his body, he squinted his eyes slightly, waiting quietly for Yan Buhui's arrival.
With the arrival of autumn, the heat of the scorching sun began to dissipate a little bit.
The autumn wind rolled up the yellow leaves that had gradually withered on the branches, floating gently in the air.
"Here we come," someone yelled, and everyone's eyes turned to the direction directly ahead.
The mountains in the distance were shrouded in mist, the courtyards where the outer disciples lived were scattered, and the tree-lined path in front of the competition stage was paved with white cobblestones.
The willow trees on both sides swayed gently in the breeze. The young man was dressed in a white robe with a long sword on his back, and his long hair fluttered behind his back with the breeze.
Step by step, he walked towards the competition platform with vigorous steps.
"I thought you would be timid to fight," Xu Ren said with a chuckle as he opened his eyes, his eyes flashed like a sword.
"The tongue is quick, and I hope you don't admit defeat later," Yan Buhui said lightly.
His body was entwined with sword energy, his head held high, his brows were sword-like, his whole body was like a sharp sword out of its sheath.
Xu Ren snorted coldly, and then only heard the sound of "clang", and the long sword was unsheathed, leaving a white mark in the air, and directly charged towards Yan Buhui.
Yan Buhui didn't panic, and slowly pulled out his sharp sword, the two swords collided with each other, and sparks flew around.
When the long swords collided together in the shape of a cross, Xu Ren's spiritual energy exploded, and Yan Buhui was beaten back step by step.
"Mysterious Pulse Skill: Horizontal Slash," Xu Ren snorted softly, the long sword was wrapped in strands of aura, and every strike of the sword seemed to contain astonishing power.
Yan Buhui hastily resisted, his hands felt numb from the shock, and he was about to retreat to the edge of the competition stage.
He quickly fell to the ground and rolled, narrowly dodging Xu Ren's attack.
"Mysterious Pulse Technique: Explosive Kill," Yan Buhui also roared, coming to Xu Ren's back, the long sword slashed with an indescribable impact.
The fight between the two of them can be said to have been fatal without a single hand.
Xu Ren didn't turn around, his body shifted slightly to one side, and then dodged the sword.
The right arm trembled frequently, and then directly hit Yan Buhui's chest.
Yan Buhui didn't have time to dodge, he backed out straight away, and bumped heavily against the iron chain guardrail next to him.
...
"It seems that we haven't missed the good show yet." Xu Zimo and Xiao Guizi rushed over, looked at the crowds already gathered on the competition stage, and found an open space far away to watch.
Yan Buhui stabilized his figure and stared at Xu Ren.
"Sure enough, none of the disciples who can kill the top ten of the Crouching Tiger Ranking is a simple person. The other party is not inferior to me in terms of combat experience and the use of pulse skills."
"That's all you have," Xu Ren chuckled, slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and said proudly, "This sword will kill you."
His long sword was enveloped by a dark aura, and the aura around the long sword began to tremble.
"Shocking Stone Wave Sword," Xu Ren murmured softly.
He took a step back with his right foot, slightly bent at the waist, and shifted his right elbow a little.
Then I saw his left foot lightly stepping on the ground, and his whole body flew out like a sharp arrow off the string.
As the vibration of the long sword became larger and larger, the air around his sword body began to twist.
With a slash of the sword, a particularly brilliant sword light condensed in the air, as if it wanted to split Yan Buhui into two halves from head to toe.
Yan Buhui's eyes were serious, he didn't dodge, if he couldn't catch this sword, he might have no chance to fight again.
Watching the gorgeous sword light zoom in before his eyes, Yan Buhui saw the timing and shifted his body to the side.
This deflection did not completely avoid it, and saw that the entire long sword pierced through Yan Buhui's abdomen.
When the long sword pierced Yan Buhui's body, everything seemed to be still, even Xu Ren was a little stunned.
He knew that although his sword was powerful, if Yan Buhui really wanted to dodge blindly, it was not impossible.
But just now the other party hesitated.
Xu Ren wanted to pull out the long sword, but saw Yan Buhui holding the sword tightly with his right hand, preventing the long sword from being pulled out from his body.
Then he raised the sharp sword in his left hand and slashed at Xu Ren.
"This guy did it on purpose," Xu Ren was shocked. He quickly let go of his long sword, trying to avoid it, but his right arm was still cut by the sword.
Xu Ren stepped aside, staring at his blood-stained right arm, and then turned his head to look at the young man in front of him.
"That guy didn't dodge on purpose, he completely traded his life for injury."
Although his right arm holding the sword was injured, the guy's injury was much more serious, and his life was already in danger.
"I know I'm not your opponent," Yan Buhui smiled, his face was a little pale, and his smile looked very creepy.
"But I just wanted to prove, to make you people understand that no one can insult my mother.
Even if you are a lion, I, an ant, will tear off a piece of meat. "
Yan Buhui directly pulled out the long sword in his stomach, and blood gushed out, but he didn't seem to care.
At this moment, he is like a god and demon who is on an expedition in the sea of blood. Fearless and fearless, this is his life philosophy and his way of swordsmanship.