Chapter 66

"Okay!"

Sect Master Yunyue waved his hand and a few fist-sized meteorites appeared out of thin air.

An old man walked out from the Iron Sword Sect's side. He grabbed the Meteoric Iron and inspected it. "There is no mistake. The quality is passable."

"Heh."

Elder Mao walked to the other side and weighed the brass crystal in his hand. "The quality is passable."

Chen Yu was shocked. It seemed that Elder Mao was experienced and was in charge of appraising the materials.

At the same time.

He noticed a detail. Sect Master Yunyue and the mustached man both took out rare ores out of thin air.

Could it be the legendary storage device?

Chen Yu didn't think too much about it. The Sect was vast and mysterious. There were too many things that he had never heard of.

"If there's no problem with the wager, let's begin. The rules of the duel are the same as before. Only disciples under the age of twenty are allowed to participate in the duel … "

The mustached man repeated the rules.

Soon.

A young man wearing light purple armor walked out from the Iron Sword Sect. He held a sword and a shield.

The young man had a wooden face and his body was wrapped up tightly.

"Who's next?"

Sect Master Yunyue glanced at the three main disciples.

Qiu Yue 'er, Wan Dong, and Shi Chuan were all ready to fight.

"According to the sect master's promise, every win will give us three thousand substandard primal stones and half a kilogram of meteorites."

Especially Qiu Yue 'er, who was full of hope and confidence.

However.

She was the last disciple. Not only did she have a powerful cultivation method, but she also had a customized weapon. Naturally, she wouldn't go up immediately.

"I'll go."

Shi Chuan held a large golden blade in his hand. His face was calm and steady.

The few elders nodded.

Whoosh!

Shi Chuan held the golden blade and stepped onto the stage.

"Shi Chuan from the Yunyue Gate. Who are you? What's your name?"

Shi Chuan looked at the wooden young man coldly.

However.

The wooden-looking young man in front of him turned a blind eye and stared straight at Shi Chuan.

"You … Are you mute?"

Shi Chuan, who was ignored, blushed. He was a little annoyed.

The young man was dumbfounded and didn't say a word.

The scene caused the crowd of spectators to be dumbfounded.

Golden Wave Saber!

Shichuan was infuriated. He waved the golden blade in his hand, and his inner breath roared. Rays of golden blade light could be seen with the naked eye, sweeping towards the wooden-looking young man like a wave.

"Golden Wave Saber! It's a famous high-level saber art of Yunyue Gate. "

Many disciples voiced out.

Chen Yu had also heard of this saber technique. When he first chose his main martial art, he compared Golden Wave Saber and Fiendish Cloud Fist.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing came from the Gold Testing Platform.

The shield in the wooden-looking young man's hand was covered with a layer of deep green light. The energy exploded and shook Shi Chuan's blade away.

What!

Shi Chuan retreated a few steps. His palm felt numb, and his face was filled with shock.

As for the wooden-looking young man, he held a sword and shield in his hand, and slowly walked towards him.

Dang! Dang!

On the Gold Testing Platform, sparks flew. Shi Chuan's golden saber flashed with a terrifying aura of a golden saber. However, every attack was steadily blocked by the wooden-looking youth.

"I've mastered Golden Wave Saber, and I'm close to the peak. Its power is about the same as my Fiendish Cloud Fist … "

Chen Yu was secretly shocked.

In terms of power, Shi Chuan's saber art was almost on par with Duan Xiaolong's.

"That young man's shield is a pseudo-treasure. However, in his hands, it's able to display a good defensive effect. "

"This kid has no distractions. His steps are steady, and his defense is impeccable."

Some of the elders commented on it.

In terms of mentality and defense, the wooden-looking youth was impeccable.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

Shi Chuan increased his attacks. The golden saber in his hand swung out golden saber waves, forming a whirlwind of golden saber waves.

This attack was enough to make some early stage Organs Refinement disciples blush with shame.

However, the wooden-looking youth was expressionless. The shield in his hand blocked the attacks again and again. Occasionally, a ball of energy would burst out and shake Shi Chuan's golden saber away.

After a hundred moves.

Faint traces of sweat appeared on Shi Chuan's forehead. The wooden-looking youth's face was still expressionless.

Sect Leader Yunyue and a few elders frowned.

"Coward!"

Shi Chuan couldn't help but curse. As for the wooden-looking youth, the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking smile.

"Shi Chuan's saber is also a pseudo-treasure. However, this wooden-looking youth seems to have great endurance and a good mentality. "

Chen Yu could see that the situation was not good.

He suspected that the wooden-looking youth had practiced a special technique or a defensive technique. That was why his endurance and strength were so strong.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

The attacks on the stage were continuous.

Gradually, the wooden-looking youth stopped defending. Sometimes, he would hold his shield and attack Shi Chuan.

If you don't attack, I will force you with my shield.

The gold-testing stage was only so big. Once you fall off it, you will lose.

"Not good!"

Shi Chuan felt that his internal energy was slowly running out. His previous attacks had consumed a lot of energy.

As for the youth, his strength and endurance were very strong. Every time he collided with Shi Chuan, the hand holding the saber would become numb.

After the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn.

Shi Chuan was panting. The youth's shield would occasionally block, forcing the former to retreat.

At a certain moment.

Dang!

The youth's other hand that was holding the sword suddenly swung out a dazzling sword aura. When Shi Chuan was exhausted, the sword aura slashed across his arm.

"So fast!" The spectators exclaimed in a low voice.

"Ah!"

Shi Chuan screamed. "Dang!" The hand that was holding the sword fell to the ground.

A bloody wound appeared on his arm.

It was obvious that the wooden-looking youth had held back. Otherwise, it would have been his arm that fell.

Yunyue Sect lost the first round.

… …

"Haha! Although A-Tong is a mute, he has a natural focus and determination. He swings his sword and blocks his shield tens of thousands of times every day, rain or shine … … "

The mustached man of the Iron Sword Sect had a smile and praise on his face.

Mute?

Everyone was shocked and looked at the wooden-looking youth, A-Tong.

"Mute? Focus? "

Chen Yu mumbled to himself. He seemed to have understood something.

After a crushing defeat.

The Yunyue Sect Leader and the Elders looked at the remaining two of the three main fighters: Qiu Yue 'er and Wan Dong.

"Sect Leader, I will definitely win against him."

Qiu Yue 'er clenched her fists.

However, the Sect Leader and the Elders did not choose her.

"I'll go."

Wan Dong was also very confident. He had seen through A-Tong's strategy and was confident that he would win.

The Elders nodded slightly.

Qiu Yue 'er was the last person, so it would not be advantageous for her to go too early.

On the other hand, Wan Dong had rich battle experience and practiced the Cloud Fiend Fist. His strength was only second to Qiu Yue 'er.

"Remember, don't waste your energy on him. You have to kill him in one blow."

The Yunyue Sect Leader reminded.

"I understand."

Wan Dong's figure flashed and he landed on the stage.

Zeng!

A murderous aura surged from Wan Dong's body. He was like a leopard filled with explosive power as he quickly moved around the wooden-looking youth.

For him to be able to cultivate his Cloudfiend Fist to great success, he had naturally experienced many slaughters.

Wan Dong's eyes were cold as he moved, looking for an opening in the wooden-looking youth.

"Break!"

Wan Dong's figure flashed and he closed in on the wooden-looking youth at a shocking speed.

Whoosh!

He punched out, and the murderous aura whistled. The powerful fist force formed a blurry cloud.

The terrifying murderous aura caused the wooden-looking youth to take a deep breath.

The more one practiced the Cloud Fiend Fist, the more powerful the murderous aura would be. Not only would it increase one's fist force, it could also suppress and weaken the opponent.

Peng!

The wooden-looking youth calmly blocked Wan Dong's fist with his shield. A powerful force surged towards the shield and pushed towards Wan Dong.

Unexpectedly.

Wan Dong let out a strange smile. The moment he struck, his figure flashed and retreated.

He even used the rebounding force of the shield to increase his speed.

Swoosh!

Wan Dong moved to the other side of the wooden-looking youth and punched towards the shoulder of the wooden-looking youth.

"Not good!"

The people from the Iron Sword Clan couldn't help but exclaim.

That Wan Dong was indeed cunning. His first attack seemed powerful, but it was actually fake.

The wooden-looking youth held the shield-sword, and when he got close, he was at a disadvantage in terms of agility.

There was no way to dodge this punch.

There was no change on the wooden-looking youth's face. His mentality was shocking.

Since he couldn't dodge … then he wouldn't dodge!

"Clang!"

The wooden-looking youth threw the shield away and rammed his body towards Wan Dong like a stubborn bull.

What!

Wan Dong was astonished.

Everyone was speechless. The wooden-looking youth actually threw the shield away and rammed his body towards Wan Dong.

At the same time.

The sword in the wooden-looking youth's hand drew a dazzling sword light and slashed towards Wan Dong's arm.

That sword was like the one that defeated Shi Chuan. It was like a lightning strike.

Vaguely.

In Chen Yu's mind, the image of the wooden-looking youth waving his sword tens of thousands of times a day appeared.

"Oh no!"

Wan Dong couldn't retract his punch. That wooden-looking youth was ramming towards him. How could he dodge it?

Maybe.

He could hit his opponent, but his arm would definitely be chopped off.

"Peng!"

Wan Dong's palm hit the wooden-looking youth. A layer of faint purple light appeared on the latter's soft armor, weakening part of the punch.

Half-treasure soft armor!

Wan Dong couldn't help but turn pale. Part of the power of his powerful punch had been neutralized.

Moreover, that wooden-looking youth came prepared. Naturally, he poured his inner energy into the shoulder of the soft armor to strengthen its defense.

Wan Dong felt bitter.

He was going to lose. His palm might be able to injure his opponent, but it was definitely not fatal.

What he would lose would be an arm!

At this critical moment.

Bang!

A thunderous voice rang in his ear.

In the next instant.

A faint blue rotating palm force separated Wan Dong and the wooden-looking youth like a gentle wall of Qi.

A trace of numbness spread throughout the two's bodies.

Wow!

One of the wooden-looking youth spat out blood because of the punch.

On the other hand, Wan Dong's arm was saved by that palm.

"Sect master."

Wan Dong looked ashamed as he looked at the figure in a blue robe beside him.

The person who had attacked was the sect master of Yunyue.

"You win this round."

The sect master of Yunyue took a deep breath, his face gloomy.

At that critical moment, Wan Dong was destined to lose. He could only attack to save his disciple's arm.

"Haha, thank you for letting me win."

The middle-aged man with a mustache from Iron Sword Sect smiled brightly. He was extremely surprised.

To be honest.

Under Wan Dong's cunning attack, the middle-aged man thought that the wooden-looking youth was going to lose.

He didn't expect that the wooden-looking youth would be so ruthless and fight with his life on the line.

Of course, the semi-treasure soft armor and the wooden-looking youth's good attitude were also the keys to his victory.

In terms of strength, he had no advantage over Wan Dong.

"Yunyue Gate has lost two rounds in a row!"

There was a commotion in the field.

The Iron Sword Sect was cheering. On the other side, there was a whisper of women from Shuiyue Sect.

"Sect master, we still have two more people. It's not like we have no chance of winning. Why don't we let my disciple, Chen Yu, have a try? "

Elder Mao suggested.