The successor disciple of Daiga Ken Sect was slightly startled by Jun Wu Xie's warning. Then, a dumbfounded smile appeared on his face.
Did he care?
Obviously, he didn't care.
This Jun Wu Xie was much stronger than he had imagined. His growth speed was too fast.
But was it possible for him to give up his determination to get the Six-Star Armor?
He had absolute confidence in himself!
Whether Jun Wu Xie could get the armor was still a problem.
Even if he did get the armor in the end, would he still be as energetic as he was now?
"You are very confident, and you can be said to be very arrogant. You are very similar to the previous disciples of Sōgō Gakuin School. Although you all have good talent, in my opinion, your cultivation level is not high enough. You are just sloppy and ordinary. "
The successor disciple of Daiga Ken Sect stood up. His sword robe fluttered in the wind. He smiled faintly and said, "You are obviously so ordinary, but you are so confident."
Jun Wu Xie heard this, and the corner of his eyes twitched fiercely.
A cold light shot out from his pupils!
The thing he couldn't stand the most was that the people of Daiga Ken Sect talked about his senior brothers and sisters in the previous years!
The lanterns with human heads appeared in his mind.
There was no fear on their faces. None of them showed the slightest fear when they were about to die!
Even if they knew what kind of tragic ending they would face, they were still fearless.
This might be the spirit passed down from Sōgō Gakuin School for thousands of years.
Hot-Blooded, fearless, brave, and tenacious!
"Wuxie, I will guard. You can take the armor without worry." Qin Keqing retreated to the bottom of the stairs of the stone platform and said, "Be careful!"
Jun Wu Xie took a deep breath and calmed his fluctuating emotions. He looked coldly at the successor disciple of Daiga Ken Sect in the distant forest, and then turned to face the floating armor.
The silver-gray armor was engraved with runes. Occasionally, a faint light would shine in the crevices of the runes.
The muscles all over his body were taut. Blood Qi flowed through his limbs and bones, covering every inch of his flesh and blood. It made his skin look as if it was covered in a layer of gold.
He first tried to wrap the armor with his blood aura.
There was no reaction, but the armor didn't move in the slightest, difficult to shake.
It was as if it had taken root in the air.
Jun Wu Xie reached out and touched the armor.
That faint evil aura suddenly erupted.
The runes on it were several times brighter than before.
A wave of energy surged out and slammed into his body with a boom.
Jun Wu Xie let out a muffled groan and staggered back several steps. He felt a slight pain all over his body.
He couldn't help but be startled. The evil Qi didn't corrode his body.
It seemed that it was not as serious as he had imagined.
He circulated his blood Qi to envelop his entire body and strengthen his defense. Then, he reached out for the armor again.
Boom!
The armor vibrated violently again, and this time, he was forced to take more than ten steps back. The blood and Qi in his body were boiling.
He continued to take the armor.
The armor's counterattacks were fiercer and fiercer, causing blood to overflow from the corners of his mouth.
Below the stone platform, Qin Keqing watched nervously.
It was no wonder that the armor had been left here until now.
Even with Jun Wu Xie's powerful physical body, she had been pushed back several times within the enchantment and had even sustained minor injuries.
She could imagine what happened when Wang Yao and the true disciple of the Daiga Ken Sect tried to take the armor.
"Why do you have to resist? You've been sealed here for a long time. Don't you want to shine like you did in the past? "
Jun Wu Xie said coldly. After touching it several times, he realized that the hostility on the armor was in fact a wisp of spiritual obsession left by the previous owner of the armor that was about to dissipate.
This person might not be the owner of the South Mountain Mystic Realm. He should be his subordinate or disciple.
After all, if the owner of the Mystic Realm needed to wear armor, the grade of the armor must be higher than six stars.
As soon as he finished speaking.
Jun Wu Xie rushed up again and grasped the left and right corners of the armor tightly with both hands.
The runes on the armor kept shining, and the energy was constantly released, hitting his hands and body.
After a few seconds of stalemate, Jun Wu Xie was forced to retreat again. This time, he was directly thrown out of the boundary.
He landed on the ground. As soon as he steadied himself, he felt something sweet in his throat. Blood rushed up and spurted out.
"Wu Xie, are you okay?"
Qin Keqing was shocked. Jun Wu Xie's body was so strong, but he still suffered internal injuries. If it were someone else, it would be impossible for them to get the armor!
Unless it was the woman in purple or Xiao Tianming.
In the woods, the true disciple of the Daiga Ken Sect was both shocked and excited.
He was shocked that Jun Wu Xie's body was so strong!
Just now, when he saw Jun Wu Xie easily kill Wang Yao, he had a very high estimation of his physical strength.
But when he really took the armor, he realized that Jun Wu Xie's body was much stronger than he had imagined!
At that time, he and Wang Yao only touched the armor slightly, and they were thrown out. Both of them were seriously injured. Their internal organs were broken, and their meridians were almost broken.
However, Jun Wu Xie rushed up again and again. Now, he directly resisted the armor for a long time. Although he was thrown out and vomited blood in the end, it seemed that he was not as seriously injured as they were before!
"Today, I must take this armor!"
Jun Wu Xie's stubbornness came up. He calmed down the surging Qi and blood in his body and rushed into the boundary again.
His golden Qi and blood surged. Just like last time, he held the armor tightly in his hands. No matter how the armor shook, his fingers did not loosen at all. He used his Qi and blood to resist it.
Waves of energy erupted between the man and the armor. Wave after wave spread out from the boundary and rushed in all directions, covering a radius of dozens of meters.
"In the end, you can only use some of the power on the surface of the armor!"
Jun Wu Xie said to the armor. He could feel that the armor's counterattacks were gradually weakening.
Obviously, this power was constantly being worn down by the repeated counterattacks.
At the same time, the trace of hostility on the armor was also gradually fading.
That strand of stubbornness had finally perished.
At the moment when it disappeared, Jun Wu Xie felt a trace of nostalgia and reluctance through the armor in his hand.
Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth onto the armor. The moment the obsession in the armor disappeared, the runes on it lit up with a bright light.
The armor in his hand was incomparably dazzling.
The light was so dazzling that it was difficult to look at it directly. His eyes hurt.
In a moment, the armor quickly weakened and finally became a light spot that sank into Jun Wu Xie's body.
Suddenly, he felt that there was a very close connection between him and the armor!
"The armor has recognized its master?"
He was startled and somewhat surprised. Just now, it was an unintentional action. The blood dripping from his mouth was not intentional.
Now that the armor had recognized its master, he originally wanted to give it to Qin Keqing to wear.
After all, her current physical condition seemed to be stable, but in reality, there could be problems at any time due to external pressure.
She needed the protection of a high-grade armor more.
"I actually got it!"
In the forest, the true heir of Daiga Ken Sect's eyes blazed like two bright lamps!
Although the armor had recognized its master, this did not prevent him from killing Jun Wu Xie and re-establishing a connection with the armor.
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