The Moonwater Black Turtle Armor was completely black, made up of thirty six black turtle shells. It was forged from the essence of the moonwater, and had great defensive capabilities. Once he put it on, Zuo Mo instantly judged that this ling armor was far better than the ling armor that Yan Le Shibo had given him. It was comfortable and breathable, and the ling energy contained in the black turtle shell slowly seeped into Zuo Mo's body. It was unspeakably comfortable.
Only the faces of the three people that were about to fight were terrible, their eyes looking at Lin Yuan full of hatred. Chang Shixiong stared at Zuo Mo, a pondering expression on his face.
Lin Yuan's heart finally settled back down. He swallowed, looking fearfully at Zuo Mo, and the Water Drop sword that was silently floating in front of his chest. There was only one thought in his mind. This person could not be provoked!
On his wrist, there was a circle of one-use talismans. Second-grade [Sharp-headed Thorny Snake Shuttle], second-grade [One Star Point], second-grade [Drizzle Twin Swallows] … …
Wang Shixiong might not be as good as Lin Yuan in terms of conduct, but his seal medicine style was very famous in Ling Ying Sect. When he took off his cloak, and revealed his entire possession, all the Ling Ying Sect disciples became excited. Because in Ling Ying Sect, the great majority of the disciples firmly believed in one truth. That was, whoever had more jingshi was right!
Maybe it was the stability of the flying sword, maybe it was Zuo Mo's eyes, maybe … …
And Wang Shixiong's seal medicine style once again proved a truth that had existed for countless years: In this world, when you used enough jingshi to smash someone, the great majority of the time, you would win.
Zuo Mo hurriedly raised his hands, "Brother Lin's presence is not ordinary. This little brother admires it. To be able to become friends with someone like Brother Lin, this little brother is deeply honored!" His hands were not courteous as he quickly put on the [Moonwater Black Turtle Armor] that he had just received.
The difference between a fourth-grade flying sword and a third-grade flying sword was very large!
Hu Shan said, "Wang Shixiong is really skilled."
These days, there was someone that could arm themselves to such a frightening degree?
"I hadn't thought that this disciple of Ling Ying Sect would have such presence. It's not easy, not easy!"
For some reason, he felt that if there was an accident, the sword energy at the tip of the flying sword would unhesitatingly pierce through his neck.
Lin Yuan quickly took the ling armor off his body and threw it to Zuo Mo. He pretended to be forthright as he said, "Brother Zuo is very skilled. No discord, no concord. Brother Zuo is my friend for sure. If there's anything you need help with in the future, don't hesitate to ask! "
Zuo Mo didn't even mention the glowing ling armor on his body, or the pair of third-grade wrist guards, he didn't even mention the bright red [Crimson Blood Bull Head Boots] on his feet. His eyes stared straight at the other's waist, wrists, chest … …
Hu Shan looked at Senior Brother Wang who was fully armed in the field with lingering fear. "Only when you personally experience it will you know the power of Senior Brother Wang's medicinal talisman style!" He had once fought with Senior Brother Wang and was suppressed throughout the entire match. He was beaten to the point where he could barely lift his head.
He pretended to be generous and gave the [Moonwater Black Turtle Shell] to Zuo Mo, and suggested that Zuo Mo could rest for an hour after each battle. He wanted to trick the people behind him. Helping Zuo Mo increase his strength was attacking the opponent. If those fellows all lost, he would still be proud even if he lost. Even if others wanted to learn from him, they wouldn't have such an effect.
An hour later, Zuo Mo finally opened his eyes. He was overjoyed. This [Moonwater Black Turtle Shell] was really a good thing. There was a natural formation on the back of the black turtle. Once it was activated, it was hard for flying swords to damage it.
If he took this flying sword, then he would have to wait for the other's sect elders to come!
The two of them couldn't help but become silent. The families of the Ling Ying Sect disciples might be pretty good, but there was a large difference. Someone like Senior Brother Wang, who dared to use talismans to such an extreme, if they weren't extremely wealthy, they definitely wouldn't dare. Everyone understood the core of the talisman and medicine style – using jingshi to trade for victory. But knowing was knowing. Whether or not they could do it was another question.
"Alright!" Lin Yuan hurriedly agreed, afraid that Zuo Mo would regret. He was most afraid that Zuo Mo would pick his fourth-grade [Yang Emperor Sword]. The [Moonwater Black Turtle Shell] he was wearing might be a third-grade ling armor, and he had spent a lot of effort to get it, but its value couldn't compare to [Yang Emperor Sword]. [Yang Emperor Sword] was a sword bestowed by the sect leader. If he lost it, it would be terrible for him.
Yan Ming Zi added, "His family is really rich!"
On the outside of his legs, on one side was a second-grade [Great Sun Moon Wheel], and on the other was a second-grade [Sky Net].
There were several pouches hanging in front of his chest, wisps of medicinal fragrance wafting out. For Zuo Mo, whose main profession was dan-making, these smells were too familiar. [Ling Recovery Dan] that recovered ling energy, definitely not lower than second-grade. [Red Flower Dan] that was used to heal wounds and stop bleeding, not lower than second-grade. [Peach Dan] that had a unique sweet scent, second-grade poison miasma … …
Yan Ming Zi snickered, "It seems that Senior Brother Wang is going to go all out. From the start, he's planning on using his finishing move, the medicine-seal-style."
It wasn't just Zuo Mo. All the spectating xiuzhe, at this moment, were dumbstruck.
"Senior Brother Lin is really an upright person!"
With a whoosh, he pulled off the bright red cloak on his body, revealing the tight clothing underneath.
Lin Yuan threw a jade scroll to Zuo Mo, saying emotionally, "This jade scroll records the method to use this [Moonwater Black Turtle Shell]. Today, this armor is in the hands of a hero like Senior Brother Zuo, this little brother feels honored." Then he looked around, and said in a clear voice, "Senior Brother Zuo fighting one against five, your bravery is worthy of admiration. But is my Ling Ying Sect the kind that takes advantage of others? This one suggests that after each battle, Senior Brother Zuo can rest for an hour to recover ling energy, to show fairness. What does everyone think? "
"The ling armor on Senior Brother Lin's body is fine." Zuo Mo opened.
"I admit defeat." Lin Yuan's voice was hoarse and dry. There wasn't any trace of the high spirits and loftiness from before. In the deathly silence, it could be heard from near and far.
The other people couldn't refute Lin Yuan's "reasonable" request. They could only watch with dark faces as Zuo Mo sat cross-legged.
Lin Yuan raised his hands at Zuo Mo, and proudly returned to his troop. His appearance didn't look like he had just been defeated. The shidi that had attached themselves to him were like a tide of flattery, praising Lin Yuan's magnanimity. Lin Yuan's face pretended to be indifferent as he waved his hand, smirking inside. He didn't have good intentions when he threw the method to use [Moonwater Black Turtle Shell] to Zuo Mo. He was the first to lose. If his competitor won, then no matter how successful his performance was, it wouldn't be of any use.
The coldness at the side of his neck disappeared without any warning.
However, in just one move, Lin Yuan had lost.
Lin Yuan refocused. He pretended to be open and said, "I lost. Sir can take any talisman on this one. " People like him, the biggest taboo was losing skills and losing people. It wasn't a big deal to lose a fight. He had gathered these people not through martial power. If he lost people, then his dignity would hit rock bottom.
Zuo Mo felt good inside, completely ignoring the sighs of the spectating xiuzhe. Of course, he knew that in terms of value, the fourth-grade [Yang Emperor Sword] in Lin Yuan's hands surpassed this [Moonwater Black Turtle Shell]. But this was where he was truly smart. If he wanted [Yang Emperor Sword], Lin Yuan would give him the fourth-grade [Yang Emperor Sword] due to his face. But this way, this matter would become big. Fourth-grade flying swords, even in Wu Kong Sword Sect, there weren't many. Of all the disciples, only Wei Sheng Shixiong's [Splitting Rainbow] was fourth-grade.
Not just that, a grudge had been formed with Lin Yuan, and it was a death grudge. He definitely hated him to the bones! Even more, this [Yang Emperor Sword] wasn't suited for Zuo Mo to use. He could only exchange it for jingshi. And he could use [Moonwater Black Turtle Shell] right now. Wearing it, his defensive power would increase greatly. He had more confidence that he would be able to make a profit this time.
No matter if it was the Ling Ying Sect disciples or the spectators, they all praised.
Zuo Mo had gotten the advantage, and gave Lin Yuan enough face. Lin Yuan had kept [Yang Emperor Sword], and gained face. His mood instantly became good. As to [Moonwater Black Turtle Shell], it was just a third-grade talisman, he didn't care.
Lin Yuan's action instantly caused many people to cheer.
Yan Ming Zi nodded in agreement. "There are many shixiong in our sect that use seals and medicine, but there has never been someone like Wang Shixiong, who uses seals and medicine to such an extreme and perfect level."
Zuo Mo took the jade scroll, praising, "Brother Lin, you're a real person!"
This guy … …
On his belt, there were stacks of paper seals, of all kinds, wrong, of all colors. It made people suspect that this guy was actually selling paper seals. Second-grade Turtle Shell Seal, second-grade Multiple Ghost Shadow Seal, second-grade Domineering Five Thunder Seal.
Even if he knew that Zuo Mo definitely wouldn't dare to kill him, but he didn't dare to gamble.
Zuo Mo hadn't thought that the matter would develop to such a state. Seeing the eyes of the other three, Zuo Mo's heart instantly became clear. Hee hee, this Lin Yuan really helped him!
The second Ling Ying Sect disciple had been waiting impatiently. When Zuo Mo opened his eyes, he walked out.
… …
With this jade scroll, he didn't have to fumble around a lot. One hour was enough for him to have a rough understanding of how to use this ling armor. As to recovering ling energy, in the fight just now, he hadn't expended any ling energy at all.
At this time, the spectators finally reacted. Instantly, there was an uproar. Everyone's face was full of disbelief. No one had thought that the entire battle would end so quickly! When Lin Yuan took out the fourth-grade Yang Emperor sword, the great majority of people had given victory to Lin Yuan.
From the moment the other pulled off the cloak, Zuo Mo's eyes suddenly became wide.
Among the spectators, a cold light flashed through a pair of eyes hidden in the shadows.
But his heart was still beating rapidly. Please don't pick … …
Lin Yuan's entire body was frozen, beads of sweat sliding down his face, his eyes filled with terror. He could clearly feel the bone-chilling coldness of the sword energy that had just touched his skin. All the hairs on his body stood up. He did not tremble. It was not because he had the courage to do so, but because he didn't dare. He tried to maintain his present posture, afraid that the slightest tremble would cause the icy sword energy at his neck to move.
However, for the xiuzhe that were passing by, the impact of the scene in front of them was unparalleled.
In someone else's territory, being too arrogant would result in a terrible death!
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