"Magic weapon!"

The moment Wang Yi saw the colorful short knife in Gu Feng's hand, his heart suddenly sank.

Although he had never seen a magic weapon, he had heard of its terrifying power in the two years of the Fire Spirit Sect.

The magic weapon is made by the martial artist who cultivates to a high level, and the value is extremely expensive, but it is not something that ordinary martial artists can have, and the martial artist will pour his true yuan into the magic weapon, and through the formation engraved in the magic weapon, the inscription rune can condense the true yuan of the martial artist, and then burst out with terrifying destructive power.

"Little bunny, are you afraid...... If you can die under the magic weapon, you should also be blind!"

Gu Feng was oozing sweat stains on his forehead, his face was pale, it was obvious that using magic weapons had consumed his true yuan a lot, but there was excitement in his eyes, and this sense of fullness of mastering great power made his face hideous and distorted.

"Gu Feng actually has a magic weapon, and this seven-flame knife costs four or five thousand gold, to say the least. ”

"Hey...... It's a pity, I didn't expect Gu Feng to still have a back hand, although Wang Wanquan had some advantages just now, but now he is more than lucky. ”

"It's a pity, this is the difference between a civilian martial artist and a strong disciple, not only is there a huge difference in exercises and cultivation resources, but even the weapons are one in the sky and one in the ground, how can this be fought?"

After seeing Gu Feng take out the magic weapon, many martial artists around him sighed repeatedly, most of them were civilian martial artists, just now I saw Wang Yi with the power of qi and blood, breaking the sword, and his heart was just filled with a little hope, but at this moment it was completely bleak, this kind of difference in strength made them unable to resist a little.

Wang Yi's breath was as calm as a mountain, his eyes stared at Gu Feng without blinking, and just when everyone around him was sweating for him, he suddenly stepped out, and the essence in his eyes flashed.

At this moment, he had just touched the threshold of martial intent, and he couldn't wait to verify it, the power of qi and blood in his body was tumbling, like a giant beast running wildly, if he didn't vent it, his body seemed to be blasted by the surging power of qi and blood.

"It turns out that this is a magic weapon, which is interesting...... However, I've heard that this magic weapon needs to be infused with a huge amount of True Yuan before it can be used, and it seems to be extremely difficult to look at you. ”

Wang Yi said as he walked, his tone was calm, as if he was chatting with Gu Feng, not fighting for life and death.

But listening to Gu Feng's ears, it was so cold that it made people's hairs stand upside down, and in an instant, a chill rose from the bottom of my heart.

Gu Feng's complexion changed suddenly, Wang Yi expected it to be good, with Gu Feng's three-layer cultivation in the Spirit Gathering Period, urging this magic weapon, very reluctantly, at this moment, he couldn't help but take two steps back, the short knife in his hand had become more than a foot long, and it was still growing, he was anxious, the green tendons on his head flared up, he couldn't care about the damage to the foundation at all, and desperately poured the true yuan into the magic weapon.

"It's late, do you think I'll give you a chance to fill up the true yuan to kill me?"

At this moment, Wang Yi is like a rushing flood, if he doesn't move, he will be in turmoil.

With only one breath, seven or eight zhang away from Wang Yi came in an instant, Gu Feng was shocked, as if he saw a giant beast rushing towards him in his eyes, the momentum shook the mountain, and the colorful short knife in his hand trembled uncontrollably.

At this moment, he couldn't take care of it anymore, and without waiting for the magic weapon to be filled with true yuan, he hurriedly urged.

"You're going to die!" Gu Feng roared with a hideous face.

The short knife burst into colorful light in an instant, and an arc-shaped rainbow shot out with a cold wind, heading straight for Wang Yi.

"Die, haha!"

Gu Feng laughed wildly.

The arc-shaped rainbow glow was like a beautiful match, rippling with a soft light, but no one doubted that under this brilliance, there was a terrifying power that could cut off the mountain rocks.

"Let you come all the way, I will only go all the way...... Break it for me!"

Wang Yi didn't dodge or dodge, crossed his arms to protect his heart and lungs, and slammed head-on into the colorful glow.

"Brother!"

"Xiaoyi!"

Xiaoxi and Shi Zhongyi exclaimed, but only for a breath, Wang Yi collided with the colorful glow.

"Bang!"

There was a roar, the earth trembled, and a huge wave of air was like a raging wind, knocking over everyone near the dueling platform, and even the courtyard walls of some of the surrounding shops were not spared, and the stacks of stones were blown away like building blocks, and even a few unsturdy wooden houses collapsed.

The surrounding area was filled with choking dust, and it was hazy to the eye, and it was only after everyone got up that they could see the situation in the dust that gradually dispersed.

The dueling platform where the two people stand, gravel everywhere, has become a big pit, in the pit Wang Yi's fists have penetrated Gu Feng's chest, Gu Feng has not swallowed his breath at this time, he stared at the scarlet eyes, the corners of his mouth overflowed viscous blood, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't hear clearly.

And Wang Yi's arms were also miserable, with two hideous knife wounds that were visible to the bone, and the skin and flesh were rolled out, like the huge mouth of a monster, which made people feel shocked at a glance.

At this moment, everyone looked at the two of them in horror, without a single sound, as if a needle had fallen to the ground, and they could hear it.

It was only a moment before people recovered from the shock.

Suddenly, a tsunami-like sound came.

"Wang Wanquan, good job!"

"It's so fucking enjoyable, the first layer of the Spirit Gathering Period has surpassed the third layer of the Spirit Gathering Period. ”

“...... Hard magic weapon, this physical body is as strong as a demon beast!"

"Wang Wanquan...... Wang Wanquan...... Wang Wanquan!"

At this moment, the surrounding area of the dueling platform was already in a boiling voice, filled with Wang Wanquan's shouts for a long time.

It's no wonder that the people around are so excited, they just hear that the genius warriors of the family have crossed the level to defeat the poor warriors, but they have never heard of a poor warrior who has crossed the level and killed the children of the family, which is completely beyond the scope of people's understanding.

The people around to watch the excitement, the vast majority of them are ordinary people and civilian warriors, out of sympathy for the weak, naturally hope that Wang Yi can win, although no one thought that Wang Yi could win before, at this moment Wang Yi won, no wonder they will be excited.

And, more importantly, in the eyes of some poor warriors, flashing hot eyes, they seem to have a flame burning in their chests, the road of martial arts is not only for the children of the family, the poor warriors will never turn over, Wang Yi is the best proof, all of this is what they have seen with their own eyes, it really can't be true.

"If you want to become a real martial artist, it is not enough to have talent, exercises, and pills, but more importantly, you must have a martial arts heart, to become a strong martial artist, you must train hard from an early age, it is impossible for a lazy person to become a martial artist!"

Some people muttered to themselves, this is the opening paragraph of the most ordinary cultivation method "Nine Tips for Gathering Spirits", everyone can recite it, but no one believes it, but today's performance of Wang Yi makes them seem to be reminded of the enthusiasm and meaninglessness when they first cultivated martial arts.

"I also want to be like Wang Wanquan!"

A young martial artist looked at Wang Yi with a sparkle in his eyes.

"I, Huba, swear today that even if I am crushed, I will never shake my heart of martial arts!"

A burly man dressed as a hunter took out a short knife and slashed it on his arm, looking at the bleeding wound, but he didn't seem to feel a trace of pain.

At this time, Wang Yi's victory rekindled the fire of hope in the hearts of this group of civilian warriors, heaven and earth are not benevolent, taking all things as dogs, and the martial intent of heaven and earth will not favor anyone, even if you are talented against the sky, if you are not diligent and hardworking, it will be difficult to achieve success in the end.

At the same time as people shouted, on the second floor of a teahouse located far from the dueling platform, a handsome young man in a gorgeous costume showed disdain, he picked up the teacup in front of him, and said lightly: "These idiots still think that they can reach or even surpass the family Tianjiao by relying on hard work, it's really a pipe dream...... This Wang Yi is just a shit luck, that Gu Feng only has the third-level cultivation of the Spirit Gathering Period, and the power that the Seven Flame Knife can exert is less than fifty percent, and it is hastily used, and the power is less than thirty percent in the end, even if he is given a few more breaths, that Wang Wanquan will definitely be in a different place!"

Opposite him was a tall warrior dressed in a strange costume, the man had brightly colored feathers on his head and oil paint on his face, as if he hadn't heard the handsome young man's words at the moment, with a pair of big eyes like copper bells, staring at the dueling platform in the distance without blinking, thoughtfully.

"Ten thousand punches a day, there will be something in the end!"

A moment later, the tall warrior muttered to himself.

"Oh...... Brother Ebony, don't you think this kid is not a fluke?"

The tall martial artist came back to his senses, arched his hand slightly apologetically for his gaffe, and said, "Nine Emperor Princes, although this Wang Yi only has a first-level cultivation in the Gathering Spirit Period, he has a good cultivation when he practices physical arts. ”

The young man in Chinese clothes waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Ebony, why be polite, you and I are both princes, and this is not our country, this time we will participate in the Fire Spirit Sect entrance test together, and we will be called brothers in the future, you can call me Siyi." ”

Seeing that Ebony nodded, Fang Siyi continued to ask, "Could it be that Brother Ebony has also practiced physical training?"

Ebony is the twelfth prince of the nearby Wuyan Kingdom, which is located in the south, hot and humid, and rainy, both in terms of customs and clothing, which are very different from the Central Plains.

"Cultivation is not counted, but in my tribe, there are still a few fragments of physical training, because of serious damage, there have been few people who have practiced for hundreds of years, but I heard the older generation of martial artists once mentioned that physical training is extremely high, and the blood and qi are rolling, which is no different from the true yuan, I just carefully observed, this Wang Yi's blood and qi are strong, like the waves of the river, if the guess is right, he should have broken through the skin condensation stage and entered the realm of the bone condensation stage!"

The young man in Chinese clothes named Fang Siyi was slightly stunned, as the ninth prince of Tianqiong Kingdom, he was no stranger to physical training, but he was not involved, and when he heard Ebony say this, he was immediately interested.

"What is the difference between the realm of this physical cultivation technique and the realm of the Juyuan system?"

Ebony pondered for a moment and said, "Don't hide it from Brother Fang, when I was a child, my bones were thick and my body was as strong as an ox, and I once wanted to practice physical arts, but it was only because of the serious defects in physical training techniques that I broke this idea...... Listening to what he said, it is recorded in ancient books that although the Juyuan system exercises are different from the physical exercises, the corresponding realms are roughly the same, and the bone condensation period is equivalent to the cultivation of the spirit transformation period. ”

"Soul Phase?hahaha......"

Fang Siyi suddenly let out a burst of laughter, he was very dissatisfied with what Ebony said that the bone condensation period was equivalent to the spirit transformation stage.

Martial artists in the Transformation Period can increase their lifespan by hundreds of years, or even two hundred years. If you put it in a country casually, it is the status of the protector of the country, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth in your life. In the Fire Spirit Sect, as long as you can enter the spirit transformation period before the age of fifty, you can become an inner disciple, practice the core exercises of the Fire Spirit Sect, enjoy the best cultivation resources, even if you are over fifty years old, you can also receive the title of elder in the outer gate. Any of these can become a martial artist and a lifelong goal.

And Wang Yi is only sixteen years old this year, if he has entered the spirit realm, a fool will believe that although Wang Yi showed just now, far beyond the physique of ordinary people, but in the eyes of a prince like Fang Siyi, it is nothing more than that, with his cultivation at the fifth level of the spirit gathering period, he does not need a magic weapon at all, and within three moves, Wang Yi can be in a different place.

When Ebony heard Fang Siyi's laughter, he didn't feel the slightest abruptness, because in his heart, he didn't believe in such a statement, and at this moment, looking at Wang Yi in the distance, he faintly felt in his heart that he seemed to have missed something.