Di Xuanshang naturally saw it clearly. With his cultivation level, he could even see the slightly curled eyelashes on her eyes clearly.
Little goblin!
Why is the tone of her voice when she calls me "Senior Brother" so... seductive
"Why, you can't produce any evidence? If you can't produce any evidence, then apologize to us right away!"
The disciple from the Qibao Pavilion opposite shouted at Feng Siyue arrogantly.
Feng Siyue narrowed her bright eyes and said lazily, "If I can produce evidence that your senior brother plagiarized the Chiyang Divine Sect, what will you do?"
"Our senior brother would never plagiarize!"
"Yes! If you plagiarize, we will kneel down and apologize to you! But if you can't produce it, not only will you have to kneel down and apologize, but you will also have to crawl under our crotch!"
Several of them were aggressive and laughed exaggeratedly, as if they could already foresee the scene of her crawling under their crotches.
The old man who was hosting the competition didn't seem to intend to stop it. In that case, don't blame her for being rude!
In the audience, Lu Chen said to Emperor Xuanshang:
"These Qibao Pavilion disciples are too arrogant! Xuan Shang, your wife has been humiliated, why don't you kill them quickly!"
A cold light flashed in Di Xuanshang's eyes, but he did not make any move. He just said calmly: "There is no need for me to take action. She will teach them the lesson they deserve."
Lu Chen thought, why are you so confident in your wife? Is this why I don't have a wife
"Wait, Xuan Shang, do you admit that she is your wife?"
Emperor Xuanshang glanced at him expressionlessly.
Lu Chen immediately shut his mouth, understanding that he was disturbing him from watching his wife in peace.
On the field, Feng Siyue chuckled: "I didn't expect that a disciple of a great sect would have such a smug look on his face. Well, congratulations on getting what you asked for. You can kneel down now."
As soon as she finished speaking, a long sword emitting a cold light appeared in her hand.
As soon as the knife was taken out, a faint sound of a dragon's roar seemed to be heard in the void, deafening and shocking everyone.
People were shocked and reached for the long sword, only to see a lifelike golden dragon carved on the back of the sword, with bared fangs and claws, so domineering!
Looking at the dragon-back knife in the hands of the disciple named Zhou from Qibao Pavilion, one suddenly felt as if one had tried to draw a tiger but ended up drawing a dog instead. It lacked the domineering aura and the sharpness of the long knife.
"The Crescent Moon Divine Sword is actually an eighth-tier magic weapon!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed.
No one had ever seen what the偃月神刀 looked like, nor did anyone know what rank of magic weapon it was. Not long after this sword was refined, something bad happened to the Chiyang Divine Sect, and since then, there has been no news of the偃月神刀.
Not only the audience were shocked, but also the elders of Hanhai College and the people of the monks' alliance were shocked. This was equivalent to the birth of a new eighth-tier magic weapon. Those who were jealous were likely to be like crucian carp crossing the river.
No matter what, we must not let the偃月神刀 fall into the hands of others.
"This is impossible!"
The disciples of Qibao Pavilion were horrified and took several steps back.
Disciple Zhou even hid the Broken Saber behind his back.
Everyone present was not blind and could tell at a glance that the Seven Treasures Pavilion's Broken Army Sword was simply a copy of the偃月神刀, but the imitation was so weird and far from the real thing.
"Why are you hiding? It's time for you to kneel down. Why are you still standing there?" Feng Siyue spoke in a sarcastic tone, looking at them with a smile.
"Alright! The game is about to begin. If you want to settle personal grudges, do it outside the arena! Hanyue, take back your eighth-level magic weapon. In this game, you can only use magic weapons below the seventh level!"
At this time, the old man who presided over the competition spoke loudly.
Feng Siyue glanced at the old man. This old guy was too biased. But it didn’t matter. If they didn’t kneel, there were plenty of ways to make them kneel.
Xiao Mili remembered the old man's appearance. Since she had bullied her mother, she would definitely give him a gift. She took out a pair of small scissors and cut it. A thin little man, so thin that you couldn't see it at all without looking carefully, flew out...
Little Candy looked at his sister's actions with a face full of doting. They were both protecting their mother in their own way, so how could he fall behind when his sister took action? Then, he summoned a small blood mosquito from his sea of consciousness and murmured, "Go ahead, bite it hard!"
The disciple surnamed Zhou on the other side suddenly shouted to the other sect disciples: "Everyone come together, let's eliminate her first. Whoever can knock her out of the arena, our Qibao Pavilion will owe you a favor!"
As soon as these words were spoken, someone immediately became interested. You know, the Qibao Pavilion is the number one magic weapon sect in the Northern Territory. The favor of the Qibao Pavilion might be worth a very good magic weapon!
At once, most people in the audience took out their weapons and attacked Feng Siyue.
All kinds of attacks came at her at the same time, which was not aimed at eliminating her, but at her life.
Lu Chen held his breath, nervous for her.
Di Xuanshang, who was standing aside, had a calm expression, his deep eyes were as still as an ancient well.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Siyue slowly took out a white oil-paper umbrella with plum blossoms painted as red as blood. When the umbrella was opened, it emitted a red light and silently blocked the attacks of countless magic weapons. Then she suddenly turned the umbrella handle, and all the attacks bounced back!
ah!!
Screams rang out on the field, and within a few breaths, the situation was completely reversed. Dozens of disciples lay on the ground wailing, while others dodged the attacks in a panic.
"That sixth-level treasure umbrella actually uses the secret weapon refining technique of the Chiyang Divine Sect!"
On a tall building in the distance, the vice president said with a gloomy face.
Ordinary magic weapons can only defend but cannot absorb attacks and turn them into power. This is the secret technique of refining weapons that can only be learned by the most core disciples of Chiyang Divine Sect. However, after the Chiyang Divine Sect encountered an incident, those core disciples were afraid of falling into the hands of others, so they all blew themselves up and died.
From then on, this secret technique disappeared from the world. I didn’t expect to see it again in my lifetime.
Next to the vice-president stood a middle-aged man with a smiling face. The middle-aged man had a very high level of cultivation, and the servants behind him could not even straighten their backs under his pressure.
He smiled and said, "That's right, Vice President. If we search this woman's soul, we can obtain the secrets of the Chiyang Divine Sect. In the future, the talents we cultivate will be more powerful than the disciples of the Seven Treasures Pavilion. Not to mention, she has tokens from three other sects. Tsk tsk, if she hadn't offended you, I really want to accept her into our cultivator alliance."
"Deputy Alliance Leader, there is no way I can let her live." The vice president said in a cold voice.
Zhang Rusheng, the deputy leader of the Monk Alliance, said with a smile: "I understand, I understand, haha, don't worry, after searching her soul, we will hand her soul over to you, you can torture her however you want."
After saying that, he looked towards the field with greedy eyes. Such a popular commodity was really in great demand.