What's happening here? ! ! !
Not to mention the spectators in the audience, even the judges were fooled.
What the son meant was that he made that "umbrella"!
The elder's eyes were wide open, and he asked in disbelief: "My lord, this..."
"I made this martial arts weapon, and the rest are from the masters of various factions." Jing Wushuang coughed lightly, held his breath, and then smiled gently: "So Miss Helian, Helian Wei Wei is the winner!"
impossible!
Everyone is arguing, how is this possible!
How could Master Wu Shuang's masterpiece of harvesting mountains be an "umbrella"!
This made the martial artists who came here purely to watch martial arts completely irritable!
What the hell!
Is the dignified martial arts society just fooling people like this
What a peerless martial artist that was promised!
The elder looked at the red-eyed warriors in the audience, and suddenly panicked. He had never encountered such a situation.
Originally, he was thinking of inviting Mr. Wushuang over so that he could support the Martial Cultivator Association.
But now, this is not supporting the scene, it is clearly smashing the scene!
Facing the doubts from the audience, Jing Wushuang did not speak, but took the umbrella from Helian Weiwei's hand and pressed it sideways.
The umbrella was gone!
Completely gone!
I haven't waited for everyone to come back to their senses.
With a bang, the umbrella appeared again, with a faint light, spinning into a sharp long knife!
Everyone stared at this scene dumbfounded.
Jing Wushuang ordered to the people behind him in a calm tone: "Uncle Liang, attack me with your fifth-stage martial spirit."
"But young master, your body..." Uncle Liang frowned worriedly. The young master's health was already poor, and he had to travel for two days. He was really afraid that the young master would not be able to bear this punch.
"No problem." Jing Wushuang's face remained unchanged.
But Helian Weiwei was clearly aware of the hesitation in it, she had heard rumors about Jing Wushuang more or less, and it was nothing more than being rich and honored, and heaven was jealous of talents.
Since he was born, he possessed the most enviable talent in martial arts in the whole world.
But due to his physical limitations, he will never be able to use Wu Xiu.
With a flash in Helian Weiwei's eyes, she paced up to Jing Wushuang and smiled lightly, "Give me the umbrella, let Liang Bo come and attack me."
She had roughly guessed what this person wanted to prove to everyone.
Jing Wushuang's eyes lighted up.
Then, he reached out and handed over the umbrella.
The man sitting in the private seat looked at this scene, his deep eyes seemed to be imprinted with a touch of coldness.
It seems that it is time to take a moment to tell his prey well.
He doesn't like it when someone touches something that belongs to him...
The tip of his tongue brushed his thin lips, the man curled up one corner of his mouth, his long black hair fell down, and there was a kind of hostility that touched his heart...
The red-haired man's scalp was numb from his laughter, and he continued to stretch out his paws, scratching the floor, only to see Helian Weiwei who was standing on the stage stretch out her hand, and the black umbrella drew a line that should not be here. The silver light that appeared.
That is
The red-haired man raised his eyebrows, and looked intently at the things that came out of the Spirit Realm Forest.
Now it's interesting!
"Uncle Liang, come on." Helian Weiwei smiled lightly, holding the handle of the umbrella with one hand.
Uncle Liang didn't hesitate this time, gathered his palms together, and punched in Helian Weiwei's direction!
Just listen to bang!
Helian Weiwei was holding the umbrella, and she didn't even move her body. All the attack power was slowly propped up by the invisible barrier supported by the umbrella, and bounced back heavily!
Everyone was stunned and gasped abruptly!
Surprised screams swept the entire venue.
"ox!"
"If I can have such a martial art, I will designate it as invincible!"
"As expected of Mr. Wushuang, you are too powerful!"
The praise was like a tide, but no one knew it. At this moment, even Jing Wushuang felt a little bit of surprise in his heart.
When he made the "Thousand Manifestation Umbrella", he only created its ability to resist, and it couldn't rebound.
But now...
Jing Wushuang lowered his eyes, and set his eyes on the girl who was smiling as before, as if he suddenly understood something, his pupils tightened suddenly.
is her!
It was she who changed the martial nature of the "Thousand Chance Umbrella"!
On the basis of defense, anti-attack capability is added.
And "Thousand Chance Umbrella" was willing to make changes.
That means that the "Thousand Chance Umbrella" has already begun to recognize its owner...
Jing Wushuang slowly let go of his clenched hands, his eyes were dim, is this Helian Weiwei really a well-known trash in the capital
Her ability is more than just a little bit.
To master the performance of the "Thousand Chance Umbrella" so quickly, in addition to being familiar with martial arts, one also needs to possess unfathomable martial energy.
According to the legend, these things Helian Weiwei shouldn't have.
"It's really a good thing." Helian Weiwei put the umbrella away with one hand.
The umbrella seemed to respond to her, emitting a faint light.
"Good boy." Helian Weiwei smiled: "It's time for me to return you to your master."
Jing Wushuang looked at her, and returned to his usual gentleness: "Its owner is you now, and you won this martial arts competition."
This time, the venue was exceptionally quiet.
No one said anything, because the facts were there.
Helian Weiwei indeed chose the most amazing martial artist in the venue!
And Helian Jiaoer, whom they were looking forward to the most, lost...
At that moment, Helian Jiao'er's face became extremely ugly, and she clenched her hands under her long sleeves unbearably, but she had to hold back her smile and wait for the meeting to end.
Helian Weiwei's victory was like a slap in the face.
How could that bitch have such good luck!
The young masters of the aristocratic family who lost a large sum of money were also a little surprised, they turned their heads and looked at Murong Changfeng who was sitting next to them: "My lord, when did this woman play tricks on Wu Xiu? Do you know anything about it? "
"It's just that she was fooled for a while." Murong Changfeng's eyes were calm, and he slowly clenched his hands. Of course he didn't know, if he knew... Maybe he...
No possibility!
As he said, she was only right for a while!
Murong Changfeng looked at the audience, his jaw tightened.
Those sons were not in the mood to think whether Helian Weiwei was right for a while, they only knew that they would lose badly this time, hey!
On the other side, an exquisitely decorated private room.
The red-haired man looked at the master who suddenly put down the teacup, and raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Master, don't we see the end? "
The man didn't answer his words, but slowly evoked a bewitching arc, with a half-smile that gave people a faint taste of black belly: "It's time to close the net."
"What net to collect?" The red-haired man hadn't reacted from the scene just now.
The man straightened his sleeves in a slow manner, and said every word: "Catch the fox's net."
After finishing speaking, the man stood up. He was wearing a white fur cape with slightly raised sleeves. It was so cold that no one dared to approach it within a hundred meters.
The one with such a fairy charm is not the third prince Baili Jiajue, but who else...