Shi Lanzhou only felt his head loosen, all his black hair falling down, and his crown had been cut off to the ground.

At this moment, he was staring blankly ahead with a confused look on his face, his sword hanging on the ground, losing its former pride.

Ye Linglong stepped forward to comfort him and said, "Don't be sad! How many of our younger generation can compete with him?"

Nangong Wenzui felt no emotion in his heart. He just felt as boring as ever. "It's really interesting to fight with my cousin."

Then he flew away to Baiqi City and randomly found a hotel to stay.

Early the next morning

The area near the competition venue was already bustling with many geniuses, and two middle-aged men were standing on the highest cliff.

The two of them are the examiners of this competition. Chi Huo and Wen Bailing are scanning the contestants below.

"The contestants this time are all pretty good," Wen Bailing said, looking at the contestants below.

"Well, indeed," Chi Huo said, but suddenly he looked stunned as if he had seen something shocking.

Wen Bailing saw this and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chi Huo came back to his senses, waved his hand and said, "Nothing, just a false alarm." The face he saw just now shattered his youthful frivolity with one blow.

At this time, Nangong Wenzui was wearing a loose black cloud-patterned robe, holding the knife on his waist with his right hand, and stood proudly on the cliff. The breeze that blew from time to time made his clothes and hair flow back and forth.

"Long time no see" came a slightly cold female voice.

Nangong Wenzui looked back and saw her with long black hair, tall figure, wearing a pale pink dress, her skin was like cream, her face was like frost, she said a faint hello to him.

"May I ask who the girl is?" Nangong Wenzui raised his hands in confusion and asked, does he know this woman?

Hearing this, Li Senyao was visibly startled, and then looked at Nangong Wenzui with some dissatisfaction. She was always surrounded by stars wherever she went, and she took the initiative to say hello to Nangong Wenzui, but the other party didn't appreciate it, as if she didn't know her.

"Pretend I didn't say it!" Li Senyao said calmly immediately

At this time, a reporter from Daomeng Daily came over with a recording stone and said, "Hello, player Nangong, I am Jiaojiao, a reporter from Daomeng Daily. I would like to interview you. How many people do you think will be in this competition?" Can it make you feel stressed?"

"Um... I can't be sure. There are many people participating in the newcomer conference this time. I don't know them all. Maybe those who are famous in the world are just like this, and those who are unknown may defeat me."

"Thank you for your cooperation," Jiaojiao said, and then left to interview other players.

On the other side of the cliff, Tushan Yaya and King Satsuma were squatting together to watch the battle.

Seeing Nangong Wenzui opposite, Tushan Yaya said harshly, "I will teach this guy a lesson sooner or later."

"Little Ancestor, please stop making trouble. He is the son of the deputy leader of the Dao Alliance. If you beat him up, the relationship between humans and monsters that has finally been eased will become tense again." King Satsuma advised from the side.

On the other side, Dongfang Yuechu, who is below, is also being interviewed by reporters.

"Excuse me, do you want to prove that theoretical talents can only talk on paper this time by participating in the newcomer conference?" the reporter asked.

Dongfang Yueyi smiled and said, "No, the reason I am participating is because I want to change the Taoist Alliance!"

As soon as he said this, everyone present fell silent and stared at him for a moment.

But suddenly there was a commotion on the sidelines. It turned out that Shi Lanzhou, the second son of the Shi family, showed up. Everyone immediately dispersed to interview Shi Lanzhou. After all, Dongfang Yue's bold words were no match for Shi Lanzhou's handsome face.

"Master Shi, may I ask if the Mo Xue Divine Sword you didn't bring with you was forged into a new magic weapon?"

"The Red Flame Sword is on my father's body. This time I will use my own Red Sand Sword."

The main goal of the reporters' interviews is the magic weapons brought by the contestants. After all, the strength of the magic weapons directly determines the strength of the contestants.

"Player Nangong, have you brought your 'Thousand-Blade Magic Knife' with you this time? I heard that this knife is unpredictable and can only attack but not defend. It is unparalleled in the world," a reporter asked

"Huh?" Nangong Wenzui, who was still in a daze just now, came back to his senses and said, "Bring it with me."

The reporter became excited instantly. After all, if he could observe this legendary top magic weapon up close, the ratings would definitely increase.

Then he asked expectantly, "Can you take it out for us to see?" As soon as he said this, the surrounding players immediately gathered around and looked at Nangong Wenzui expectantly. After all, they also wanted to see this legendary weapon. The deputy leader's sword.

"Well, sure," Nangong Wenzui replied. After all, his father told him that he must pretend as much as he can. Anyway, there is nothing to lose after just taking a look.

Immediately preparing to pull out the knife, many players immediately stared at Nangong Wenzui's hand, even Li Senyao was no exception.

The Demonic Thousand Blades slowly unsheathed, revealing its lavender blade with countless cracks, and the cold light shining at the edge was particularly dazzling.

Everyone was talking about the knife, "Why are there so many cracks?"

"I heard it was designed like this, but it can crack at any time and be unprepared."

Li Senyao looked at the knife and was very confused. She was born in the Li family in Taoyuan and had seen countless magic weapons, but she couldn't understand this knife.

With so many cracks, it should be considered a defective product, but yet she could freely manipulate these fragments. She really couldn't understand the principle of this knife.

The people in the research institute and others who were left aside looked at this scene with envy. "It's great to have a family," Sixi Wanzi sighed.

Dongfang Yue said with a smile, "Maybe in a few years you won't be envious anymore, Sixi Wanzi."

Then he jumped up and flew up to the high cliff, stopping right in front of Chi Huo, the examiner of this exam.

"I heard that contestants who don't have their own magic weapon can borrow a magic weapon from the examiner. I wonder if I can borrow the tip of Senior Chi's Red Flame Sword to use?" Dongfang Yue asked.

"Boy, I have to tell you that the flame ability contained in my Red Flame Sword has nothing to show for it. Everyone in the world knows this," Chi Huo reminded.

"That's why I asked senior to lend a hand," Dongfang Yue said confidently.

"Then I want to ask you what you are trying to do," Chi Huo asked.

Dongfang Yue did not answer but turned around in mid-air. He opened his arms and looked down at his feet. His body was like a bell, and he said word by word: "I will only use this ordinary fire to win the game and then announce to the world that you cherish the family heirloom." Magic weapons are not the future of mankind!”

Dongfang Yue's words completely ignited the audience.

"What the hell?"

"What an arrogant boy"

"Haha! It's amazing."

Dongfang Yue closed his eyes in the air and seemed a little intoxicated. He had long expected this scene. After all, what he said was contrary to the mainstream of mankind.

In fact, all his actions were intentional, and he wanted this kind of reaction.

Suddenly Dongfang Yue opened his eyes, and he felt a strong wind carrying familiar demonic power, accompanied by a sharp dragon roar!

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