C160 You've Fallen for It!
On the wide Spiritual Martial Force Field, there were still some traces of water that had not dried up yet. Judging from the broken stones and cracks on the floor, the competition was extremely intense.
"Boom!"
Mingsi took a step forward and slashed out a sword Qi with his right hand. However, Yuwen Lang dodged to the side and landed on the ground, causing some rocks to fly.
Seeing that his attack did not hit, Mingsi quickly tapped the tip of his foot and drew a line backwards. At the same time, a powerful force slashed at where he was just now.
"Swoosh!" A wave of water shot over. Mingsi raised his True Spirit Arm and blocked the wave of water. After that, the True Spirit Arm in his left hand became a bit more illusory.
"You still dare to compete with spiritual energy?" Mingsi raised his eyebrows. The True Spirit Arm in his left hand expanded a circle. He raised the sword in his right hand and rushed forward again.
Both of their sword techniques were not top-notch. They should be at the beginner level, but this was also their last resort. At this moment, they were not competing with sword techniques. They were competing in pure strength.
Mingsi's Shadow Consecutive Strike came from his fourth uncle. It was an extraordinary spirit weapon. That was why after dozens of exchanges with Yuwen Lang, the sword was still smooth and sharp, without any flaws.
However, the more Mingsi fought, the more puzzled he became. He didn't know why, but not only did the overflowing spiritual energy on the broken sword in Yuwen Lang's hand not decrease, it was also continuously increasing. Now, he could see that the runes on the sword seemed to have become much brighter, and the spiritual energy film on it was also extremely thick.
Mingsi became vigilant in his heart. At this final moment, he could not afford to make any mistakes. Thinking of this, Mingsi flew backwards and opened up a gap between them.
"Wait for a moment!" Mingsi shouted at Yuwen Lang. After putting down the shadow, he started to move the silver ring on his waist.
"Hmm?" Yuwen Lang looked at Mingsi in confusion. He saw that Mingsi seemed to have spent a lot of effort to take off the silver ring on his waist. And he was holding it with both hands.
Mingsi held the silver bracelet with both hands, his eyes full of doubt.
"Strange, Illusion God seems to have become heavier again!" After Mingsi took Illusion God off, when he held Illusion God in his hands, he realized that Illusion God's weight was more than ten kilograms.
He weighed the weight in his hand for a while and felt that it was about thirty to forty kilograms. This was also the reason why he was puzzled. When he took Illusion God off his neck not long ago, it was only about ten kilograms. But now, after just a few days, it had doubled or tripled.
Yuwen Lang, who was far away, saw Mingsi staring blankly at the silver bracelet in his hand, so he walked over and asked. When he saw the silver bracelet in Mingsi's hand, he let out a soft exclamation, "Why are you wearing a silver bracelet around your waist?" As he spoke, he curiously stretched out his hand to grab it.
When he touched it, he felt a cold sensation. Yuwen Lang was about to raise his hand, but in the next moment, he was stunned.
"This. . . " He increased the strength in his hand and lifted the silver ring, but Mingsi immediately snatched it back and put it into his spatial bag.
Yuwen Lang looked at Mingsi's slightly flustered expression, and the doubt in his eyes became even stronger. It seemed that this was a secret of Mingsi. However, what Yuwen Lang cared about the most right now was the weight of Mingsi's silver ring.
"Has this kid always brought this competition with him?" Yuwen Lang frowned slightly. "This silver ring is almost 40 pounds. . . "
Mingsi laughed dryly. Then, he picked up the shadow and retreated a distance. Then, he quickly jumped a few times and discovered that his body had indeed become a bit lighter. Although it wasn't very obvious, it still had some effects.
"Come, let's continue. " Mingsi waved his long sword.
Yuwen Lang let out a breath, as if he was thinking about something. He was silent for a while before he tightened his grip on the sword. At this moment, the spiritual energy on the rune sword in his hand started to surge, slowly rising from the latter half of the sword.
"Eh? His sword has changed. " Mingsi stared at the broken sword in Yuwen Lang's hand in surprise. The broken part of the sword began to slowly extend, forming an illusory sword body.
"What's wrong with your sword?" Mingsi couldn't help but ask. However, it was not just him. At this moment, all the students present looked at the sword in Yuwen Lang's hand that had slowly become complete. They were all puzzled and puzzled.
"Look! That broken sword of his has actually condensed a part of the broken sword!"
"It's Spiritual Qi! The first half of the sword is condensed from spiritual energy. "
After the broken sword was formed, it gradually became complete. Mingsi looked at the long sword in Yuwen Lang's hand. The runes on it were flickering continuously, and it looked very strange.
"Yuwen, you still have the spiritual energy to condense such a thick sword body?" Mingsi asked.
Yuwen Lang only smiled lightly. The one who responded to Mingsi was the figure that was whistling towards him with the sword in his hand.
On the elder's seat high up in the sky, an elder with a fierce expression was slowly stroking his beard. A faint sword intent condensed around his body and then dissipated. He looked like a master who practiced sword arts.
"Both of their weapons are extraordinary, especially the sword in Yuwen Lang's hand. If I'm not mistaken, this sword is called the Runic Incomplete Sword, but it is a replica of an Immortal Weapon, a sword that belongs to the peak of the Spirit Tools. "
The Great Elder nodded slightly, "It is said that the real Runic Incomplete Sword is a peerless Immortal Weapon, and its user is also said to be from the Yuwen Clan. "
"The subtle part about this sword is that it can absorb the opponent's spiritual energy and techniques during a battle, turning it into its own attack. " The sword-intent elder said again.
"En, I just don't know how powerful this imitation of Yuwen Lang is. " The Great Elder nodded slightly.
While everyone was discussing, Mingsi and Yuwen Lang had exchanged dozens of rounds.
One and a half days before the competition, Mingsi was bitterly cultivating in the back mountain, but his time was limited, so the results were not as good as Yuwen Lang's.
After taking off Illusion God's waist, Mingsi's movement technique had indeed become more agile, and he was still relying on his own strength to barely be able to fight Yuwen Lang. The latter had practiced the secret technique of spiritual energy for a long time and was very proficient in it. Although he was in the same realm as him, his proficiency was far from enough.
On the other side, Yuwen Lang's thoughts did not stop when he was fighting. However, as he kept fighting, he realized that if this continued, he would not have a chance to defeat Mingsi in a short period of time.
"I have to force him to use his sword technique. " Yuwen Lang's eyes focused. Then, the speed of his sword swing became crazy, and the force on it also gradually increased.
This scene fell into Mingsi's eyes. It was as if Yuwen Lang was going to fight him to the death.
"Alright!" Mingsi's heart shook, and he didn't want to lose his momentum. He kept waving the shadow in his hand, and at the same time, his strength gradually increased. Mingsi felt the numbness coming from his hand, but his heart was calm. There was a hint of expectation in his eyes.
In the next moment, Yuwen Lang and Mingsi exchanged blows for a while, then they retreated once again, wanting to move forward.
However, when Mingsi saw where Yuwen Lang was, his eyes flashed with confusion. Then, his True Spirit finger quickly brushed across the sword. The Qi on the arm of the Spiritual Qi gradually dissipated. However, the Spiritual Qi on the Shadow Sword increased rapidly, and a strong fluctuation was faintly emitted.
Yuwen Lang, who saw this scene from afar, was also delighted in his heart.
Mingsi raised his long sword high, and the Light Spirit Arts piled up on his leg. Then, he leapt forward, and in an instant, he arrived in front of Yuwen Lang, and swung his sword forward.
"Ying Shi!" Mingsi's eyes turned cold. At this moment, an extremely dense metal spiritual energy had already condensed on the longsword in his hand. Then, with a heavy wave of his hand, it turned into a golden light ball shaped like a long thorn, and shot towards Yuwen Lang while roaring.
After using this move, Mingsi's landing figure became slightly unstable. However, at this moment, his eyes were filled with excitement and anticipation as he looked at Yuwen Lang.
"Yuwen Lang, you have been struck!"
At this moment, there was also excitement in Yuwen Lang's eyes. However, there was also a trace of ridicule in his eyes.
"Kid, you got hit!" Yuwen Lang was also delighted in his heart. He used the damaged sword in his hand to block the attack, and then a golden light arrived. However, when the golden light touched the rune sword, it began to disappear. On the other hand, the broken sword became more and more shiny, and the spiritual energy on it became more and more condensed.
Seeing Yuwen Lang raise his sword to block his sword technique, the corners of Mingsi's mouth curled up. The excitement on his face could not help but surface. At this moment, he wasn't looking at the golden ball of light that he had thrown out, but at the back of Yuwen Lang.
In just a few breaths of time, the spell that Mingsi had unleashed had disappeared. At this moment, Mingsi had sensed the change in the light sword in Yuwen Lang's hand. He had a bad feeling about this. However, he did not choose to retreat. He put away the Shadow Connection and waved his hand. He saw a glowing arm on the ground behind Yuwen Lang.
"Spiritual Gear Arts!" Mingsi hurriedly activated his spiritual energy. After that, the arm that was glowing with spiritual light extended on its own. It moved extremely fast and caught Yuwen Lang in an instant.