In the end, Shirō Makino did not create those particularly powerful high-grade talismans.
He wanted to, but he did not have enough materials!
Although the old man had left him high-grade materials, they were too rare.
Shirō Makino even suspected that the old man did it on purpose.
That was because the materials he had were only enough for five or six matches.
Fine, I'll just draw the ones I'm good at.
He also wanted to see what kind of effect it would have if he drew those talismans with his current realm and state.
One Second Bro?
To hell with it!
I'm the Advanced Talisman Artist!
I, Xiao Bai, have endurance!
Shirō Makino chose the Spiritual Energy Replenishment Talisman, Defense Talisman, Deceleration Talisman, Control Talisman, Purification Talisman, Power Talisman, and Sword Talisman.
He drew two or three of each.
The feeling of being full of spiritual power could only be described in one word — awesome!
The Black Realm's arena matches, be it the team or individual matches, all had prize money.
The three empires only had one goal in restarting the Black Realm — to nurture top-tier geniuses!
To prepare for the war that could break out at any time.
At this time, any knowledgeable person would understand that the grudges within the human race were not that important.
The survival of the entire human race was the most important matter!
In the Black Realm, everyone's identity was kept secret.
After changing their appearance, no one would know who they were if they did not say anything.
Of course, there were many like Yu Xiuxiu who chose to reveal their true appearance.
Shirō Makino looked it up. The prize money for winning the lowest level matches was five hundred thousand.
Of course, it was Black Realm Coins, and could only be spent in the Black Realm.
He did a rough calculation. Under normal circumstances, the five hundred thousand prize money for winning a low-level match should still have some surplus after deducting the expenses incurred during the battle.
However, it was difficult to quickly accumulate funds to buy more talisman materials through this level of matches.
Hence, he had to quickly accumulate points and fight his way to the high-level matches. At that time, the prize money would be considerable.
From low to high, the matches were Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Diamond, and King.
"It's been 32, 3654 years, and the ranking hasn't changed much. It's simple and straightforward …" Shirō Makino complained, and continued to ponder the rules of the competition.
He set his sights on the Diamond-rank and above because the Diamond-rank and above not only had a large number of Black Domain Coins, but there were also other prizes such as Skill Books, real-life cultivation materials, resources, equipment, and talisman crafting materials.
Skill books were not very attractive to Shirō Makino. They might not even be of any use to him.
The cultivation materials, resources, and equipment in the real world were quite useful. Even if he didn't use them, he could sell them or leave them for his teammates.
Black Domain Coins were good stuff, and he liked them very much!
Some of the materials that were hard to find outside could be easily found here.
Even some top-grade materials were produced and placed in the Black Domain's talisman supply store.
Although he couldn't bring it into reality, he could still increase his proficiency in crafting talismans here, which would then improve the quality of the talismans.
What he liked the most were talisman making materials in reality!
Shirō Makino carefully studied the method of collecting these materials, and discovered that it was highly confidential!
The distribution points could be found in every main city of the human society in Andromeda Constellation. Through the password, one could collect it at the distribution point, or entrust others to collect it through the password.
"Looks like I have to reach Diamond Rank and above as soon as possible!" Shirō Makino muttered to himself.
Among the large number of talisman techniques in his mind, there were some extremely high-grade talismans that he was still unable to craft.
It was true that he was a High-Level Talisman Artist, but most of the talismans needed to be at least Master Rank in order to craft, and there were even higher-grade ones!
Shirō Makino had just tried, and found a Forbidden Spell Level talisman in his memory!
He tried to sense it slightly, and his Spiritual Energy was almost depleted!
He was frightened, and quickly stopped.
He hadn't even drawn it, and had only replayed it in his mind, and his 300 points of Spiritual Energy was almost depleted.
If he really wanted to craft such talismans, he would need to be at least a Great Grandmaster, or even a Divine Talisman Master!
But he was very happy!
This meant that the Talisman Artist's Encyclopedia would be able to accompany him for the rest of his life.
He couldn't craft it now, but it didn't mean that he couldn't in the future.
After studying these rules, Shirō Makino couldn't wait to go to the arena and fight!
He acted immediately.
He activated the teleportation circle, and his destination was the arena.
Opponents would be randomly matched!
After a flash of light, Shirō Makino appeared on a huge arena.
This square arena was actually one kilometer in diameter.
Defenses were activated all around, and it was like a huge cage.
The ground was covered with freshly trimmed grass, and it was soft and comfortable to step on. The air was filled with the rich fragrance of grass.
The next moment, a young man appeared in front of him.
The man was tall and slender, and he had a handsome appearance. He carried a bow on his back.
A fellow of Shan Gu's?
Those who could enter the Black Realm were all geniuses of their respective professions.
There were trillions of people in the Three Great Empires, and even if only one in a hundred million was chosen, there would still be tens of thousands of top-tier geniuses!
Even if only half of these geniuses entered the Black Realm, it would still be in the tens of thousands.
In fact, the number of geniuses that appeared in the Black Realm far exceeded this number.
Therefore, any opponent that appeared in front of him was worthy of his attention.
The tall and slender handsome man looked at Shirō Makino calmly and said, "My name is Gu Yingjun. Remember my name."
Shirō Makino: "???"
He thought to himself, Why?
We're both black-iron noobs. After this match, we'll basically forget about each other, right? Do you need to tell me who you are?
"My name is Great Demon King." It was impolite not to return the favor. Since the other party had already signed up, he couldn't pretend to be mute.
"…" Gu Yingjun had the urge to roll his eyes.
He treated his first opponent very seriously, and told him his real name. But this little black fatty actually told him, "My name is Great Demon King?"
Beep!
An electronic beep sounded, and the match began.
Student Xiao Bai's first match that could be recorded in the annals of history began just like that.
There was no audience.
Whoosh!
Shirō Makino didn't even see the other party's movement before the first arrow was already flying over!
In fact, Shirō Makino didn't even look.
The instant the electronic beep sounded, he activated a defense talisman and slapped it on his body.
The other party's arrow was too fast!
The moment the Defense Talisman was activated, the arrow had already reached the center of his eyebrows!
Ding!
Ding ding ding ding …
F * ck!
Behind that arrow, there were actually five more arrows!
And the target was the same — —
Between his eyebrows!
If he was just a little bit slower, he would've died without a doubt.
So f * cking ruthless!
This was a dark domain that felt 100% pain!
It wasn't a 10% virtual world.
How scary would it be to die here?
The opponent's six arrows instantly made Shirō Makino more spirited.
It made him understand that this wasn't a virtual world that didn't hurt or itch. It wasn't the Hundred Flower Cup where everyone was happy either!
This was a place where super geniuses fought!
This thought flashed through his mind in a split second.
As Shirō Makino activated the defense talisman, he used a control talisman.
Whoa!
His Spiritual Power was close to 400, it felt so good!
It was a piece of cake to control the control talisman.
It was as easy as moving an arm and a finger!
Gu Yingjun's agility was extremely high. Seeing Shirō Makino use the talisman, he instantly dodged. His afterimages appeared on the huge arena.
It was obvious that this was a high-grade evasion technique.
As he dodged, there were still arrows shooting at the motionless Shirō Makino.
In Gu Yingjun's eyes, Bai Muye was simply the simplest stationary target.
Unfortunately, his defense was too strong!
Otherwise, he would've died under his arrows.
But he wasn't in a hurry. The defense talisman also had a time limit!
This little black fatty didn't look that old. Even if he was a top genius, how strong could his Spiritual Power be?
How much money could you invest in a black iron tournament?
I don't believe you can bring dozens of defense talismans to the black iron tournament!
The moment your defense talismans run out, it'll be your time to die!
Gu Yingjun dodged quickly. The talisman had already reached his side.
It was extremely clingy.
Like a bone maggot.
It annoyed him to no end.
He didn't know what kind of talisman it was, but it definitely wasn't anything good.
But it wouldn't be easy to hit him!
Hahaha!
Shirō Makino was overjoyed. He felt the blood in his body boiling.
The black domain was different!
Fighting with a genius was so satisfying!
Shirō Makino used his powerful Spiritual Power to control the talisman. He felt the trajectory of the talisman and Gu Yingjun's dodging path.
Seven to eight seconds later, Shirō Makino was getting used to the talisman control method of a high-level Talisman Artist. His powerful Spiritual Power was his biggest trump card.
He didn't need to use a Spiritual Power Replenishment Talisman. The talisman was like a nimble swallow under his control, sticking close to Gu Yingjun.
It seemed to be calling out sweetly, "Wait for me, little brother …"
Just as Gu Yingjun was about to shoot another arrow —
"Now!"
Shirō Makino focused his Spiritual Power. The talisman exploded on Gu Yingjun's body.
Gu Yingjun's movements were extremely elegant. It felt like he was shooting a huge eagle with a bow.
Yes, I'm a huge eagle, but I won't let you shoot me!
Bai Muye looked at Gu Yingjun with a smile. "Little Gu, do you want to surrender?"
As he spoke, he twirled the sword talisman with two fingers and blew lightly.
He shot it without hesitation.
Every arrow wants to kill me. You can die too!
I won't accept your surrender!
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