noffsinger Chapter 107 The Master of the Weapon
Chapter 107 The Master of the Weapon
"The players that day were all locals with famous names from outside the region. He, a nobody, immediately caught my attention. So I sneaked over to his ring to watch the fight. From that one look, I really saw a big problem!"
The vendor described the scene of that day vividly.
It is said that on that day, dark clouds were pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it. At the gathering of heroes, a new round of bets was being placed.
The person sent by the Sword Tomb was an unfamiliar young man who had never been seen by anyone outside the domain, so some people mocked him on the spot, but the person in charge of the Sword Tomb just smiled with an unfathomable look on his face.
When the young man entered the arena, the odds were as high as 1:1000, almost setting a record for the highest odds in the Heroes Gathering. There were not many people watching around the ring, as they just regarded it as a competition without any suspense.
Unexpectedly, after the young man came on the field, the opponent was unable to pick up the weapon.
At first, some people thought that Jianzhong was using some evil magic, but as battle after battle went by, until Jianzhong won the first place in the world's gathering of heroes, no one could fully unleash the power of their natal weapon in front of him, and then everyone realized it.
"This is a rare body of a weapon master!" the vendor sighed. "The sword tomb is really good at hiding. They actually waited until this time to release the person."
"Master of the weapon?" This word was somewhat unfamiliar to Lu Zhaozhao.
"The Master of a Hundred Weapons," the vendor explained. "Among the hundreds of weapons in the world, most cultivators' natal weapons originate from this master. Therefore, those who possess the Master of a Weapon's body will be restricted by all weapons. Those who are slightly weaker, like the opponent in the first match, can't even lift their weapons. Even those who are stronger will find it difficult to exert their full strength under this influence."
"The most important point—" the vendor slowed down his tone and said in a pretentious tone, "This kind of person is an innate cultivator. Their cultivation speed far exceeds that of ordinary people. Moreover, they have hundreds of weapons in their bodies, and their physique is also beyond the reach of ordinary people."
After hearing this, Lu Zhaozhao was silent for a long time and turned his gaze to the name and the comments behind it.
His strength is unknown, but he becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent. Now he has no upper limit!
It was such a high evaluation that Lu Zhaozhao even suspected that if Zhezhishanren didn't know him so well, he would have swapped his ranking with his.
"He has such ability that he was able to hide the sword tomb until now and then release it."
Lu Zhaozhao sighed, and the vendor agreed deeply.
"That's right, and it's hidden very well. I've been searching for it for a long time but haven't found anything. However, it seems that the owner of this weapon doesn't have a very good relationship with the Sword Tomb."
"What do you mean?" Lu Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
"The Master of a Weapon can influence all weapons, and naturally they are also affected by them, resulting in extremely unstable emotions. I once saw a Master of a Weapon get angry in a remote area outside the domain, severely injuring several people from the Sword Tomb. In the end, the elders of the Sword Tomb chained him back. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, that scene didn't look like treating a favorite disciple, but more like taming a wild beast."
The vendor was amazed and kept sighing, but her words made Lu Zhaozhao think deeply.
She had met a person of the same generation as the people from Jianzhong, Jin Ke from Mushan.
Judging by the attitude of the other disciples around him at the time, this person must have held a high position within the sect, and was rumored to be a disciple of someone of exceptional status. His cultivation was also quite good, ranking thirteenth in the Record of Famous People, a respectable ranking for a sect filled with disciples.
If the thirteenth can be treated so well, then the third one should be placed in the high regard of the people even if he is in the position of Emperor Huizong of Qing. Even if his temperament is unstable, he will not be treated like this.
Jianzhong's actions really seem too strange.
Lu Zhaozhao was in deep thought for a long time when the merchant broke the silence first.
"However, in this conference, besides the top few on the list, there is another person who needs attention."
"Who?"
"The junior sister of the second on the list, Nian Zhi, the Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty."
Hearing this name, Lu Zhaozhao immediately became alert. She looked in the direction of his finger and saw her name among the last few.
"Don't look at her low ranking. She started practicing late and barely formed a Golden Core a few months ago. But I don't know what kind of opportunity she encountered in the past few months. She has reached the late stage of the Golden Core and is only one step away from a breakthrough!"
Nian Zhi, in the late Jindan stage, studied under Yun Xian. He had average talent but great opportunities.
Lu Zhaozhao took in the entire line of words.
Such a comment can be said to be very impolite. After all, few people would say that the disciples of Emperor Huizong of Qing Dynasty were mediocre in talent. It seems that this hermit is really fearless.
Lu Zhaozhao's expression darkened. Even though she had taken the dragon ball, Nian Zhi still reached such a state. It was really unacceptable.
She couldn't help but feel emotional.
Over the years, she didn't dare to stop for a single moment. She had been isolated for so many years that she didn't even know about the new talents, but she was only able to barely compete.
Nian Zhi...I have to say, she really made Lu Zhaozhao jealous.
Lu Zhaozhao took the Wenrenlu, put it away, and decided to study it carefully in the next two days.
Before leaving, the merchant said with a smile: "I am Taoist Fu. If we are lucky enough to meet again in the future, please always take care of my business."
Lu Zhaozhao's eyes fell on the golden abacus on his waist. He chuckled and said, "Since fellow Daoist said so, then we will meet on the field."
"Ah?" Taoist Fu was frozen. He had no idea how the person in front of him knew about his participation in the competition.
Lu Zhaozhao said nothing more and turned to leave.
She knew he was no ordinary person from the first moment she saw him. He moved freely among the crowd, and it was obvious that he had a solid foundation in footwork, plus the golden abacus on his waist.
At first glance, she might not take it seriously, but when he walked, the abacus didn't move at all, which caught her attention.
On the back, a ruby is embedded, not only for decoration, but also to enhance the attack power.
In front of Wenyuan Academy, a well-informed and skilled person could not just be a spectator.
It seems that her previous imagination of the Golden Palace Banquet was too shallow.
During the past few years that could barely be considered as closed-door cultivation, the world of cultivation has undergone tremendous changes, and many talented people have emerged. She must study them carefully to avoid being caught off guard on the field.
Thinking of this, she quickened her pace and immediately returned to the inn in Yuecheng. She was so focused that she missed a black-skinned man with a black hat who passed by her.
The wind blew, revealing a bright red spot between his eyebrows from the face hidden under the black hat.
And under his eyebrows, a pair of blood-red eyes full of murderous intent.