Except for the extremely powerful sect leader, the disciples in the front row of the viewing seats, and the guests from various sects who were watching the ceremony, all covered their ears and were dazed.
The black iron hammer head brushed against the soft sword and rolled upwards, and the eighteen spiral blood grooves on the hammer face stirred up a cyclone visible to the naked eye.
The Cold Pond Dragon Roar Sword let out a mournful whine, and the three-inch sword tip was torn away, turning into a silver star that nailed into the Panlong Pillar ten feet away.
Qi Huan staggered back seven steps, and spider-web-like dents appeared on the breastplate on his chest.
He looked at his empty right hand, and finally swallowed the blood with a rolling throat. The anger in his heart was finally suppressed.
"I lost."
The skin is perfect and looks golden.
Xu Yunfan is no worse than the geniuses from the top sects.
Qi Huan limped off the stage. Xu Yunfan's last heavy blow had numbed all his muscles and bones. If Xu Yunfan had not restrained his strength at the last moment, he would undoubtedly have turned into a pool of meat paste.
Suddenly, three jade chimes rang out from the high platform.
When Zhan Yan stepped into the air and landed in front of Xu Yunfan, there was not even a crack on the blue bricks under his feet.
"Good boy, you gave your master face."
Xu Yunfan grinned: "Master, this is great!"
If Qi Huan didn't have the Thunder and Fire Qilin Hammer in his hand, it would be really difficult for him to pull out the Wandering Dragon Green Mirage Sword.
Zhan Yan turned his head to look at the audience, waiting for the next challenger.
Xu Yunfan's eyes were also roving over the leaders and disciples of each tribe.
Mo Shisan's eyes wandered as he looked up at the sky, as if he was studying why the blue sky was so clear today. In the past, thousands of furnaces of all sizes were burning in Tiangong Cave, and the steam rising from more than a dozen chain iron furnaces made a thick cloud above Guniu Mountain that never dissipated all year round.
Yan Yuwei tried her best to flex her huge muscles, and forced a harmless smile on her pretty face.
The first disciple of the Foreign Affairs Hall was dressed in white. Ever since he saw Xu Yunfan showing off his golden skin, he turned around with his sword in his arms, looking at the wall of Tiangong City in the distance, as if he was thinking about how to cut it open with a sword with less effort.
Even Qi Huan was easily knocked over by Xu Yunfan with a heavy hammer when he came on the court.
The envoy of Jiuyao Sect's eyes flickered as he stared at Xu Yunfan and couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Tiangong Cave is a great opportunity. We actually dug out a good seedling. It would have been great if it was from my Jiuyao (Nine Radiant Stars) Sect. Unfortunately..."
He couldn't help but glance at Zhan Yan beside Xu Yunfan, feeling a little hesitant. There were only a few weapon-smithing masters in Cangzhou who could forge precious weapons. If he really offended one of them, it would be difficult to make peace with him later. At least every two or three years, Jiuyao Sect could still purchase precious weapons from Tiangong Cave at a preferential price.
The young man at the side snorted when he saw the conflicted look on his master's face.
"Master, you are attracted to him, right?"
The elder of Jiuyao Sect could not help but sigh, "In the sixteen states of Yanbei Dao, there are countless martial artists who practice the three techniques, but those who can achieve perfection in one of them are rare. Take Qi Huan of Tiangong Cave Cangfeng Pavilion for example. Although he has great talent, he was unable to achieve perfection in one of them, which only added to his wasted time.
This man's hammering technique is superb, and he can strike with any weight he wants. His martial arts comprehension is truly rare."
The boy raised an eyebrow and lowered his folded arms.
"Master is very optimistic about him?"
"He is indeed quite good." The elder of Jiuyao Sect sighed, "If he had not died prematurely, Tiangong Cave would have had another marrow cleansing master within twenty years."
The entire ceremony of true transmission was dull for a while. Seeing that everyone was silent, the smile in Zhan Yan's eyes became more and more full. This disciple really made him proud. At least the old guy in Cangfeng Pavilion had a very ugly expression on his face. He finally said loudly.
"Since no one else is taking the stage, the final winner of the True Transmission Ceremony is Xu Yunfan!"
Before he finished speaking, a sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out from the viewing platform in the northwest corner, followed by a young man's slightly lazy voice that suddenly echoed in the venue.
"Teng Lingchuan, the true disciple of the Jiuyao Sect, would like to learn from him!"
The elder of Jiuyao Sect was not paying attention when he heard the voice behind him. His face changed slightly and he glared at the young man Teng Lingchuan fiercely. He closed his eyes to rest, as if he was about to fall asleep.
As soon as Teng Lingchuan said this, the atmosphere in the entire martial arts arena instantly froze.
Everyone's eyes turned to the viewing platform in the northwest corner, where they saw a young man in a brocade robe slowly standing up. He had a handsome face, but his eyes were a bit lazy, as if he had no interest in anything.
The young man held a spear in his hand, the spear body was engraved with intricate patterns, and it faintly exuded an extraordinary aura.
The young man Teng Lingchuan actually used the butt of his gun to shatter the bluestone guardrail, and used the recoil force to swoop into the field like a hawk.
"Zheng!"
The moment the two-meter-long steel spear was inserted into the blue brick, the qi and blood were stimulated, and the patterns of the twenty-eight constellations engraved on the spear body lit up with faint brilliance one after another.
"Spiritual fighting spear?"
The sword-making elder of Tiangong Cave suddenly snapped his beard and glanced at Zhan Yan, who had a bad look on his face.
"I remember you forged this Spear three years ago, right?!"
Zhan Yan said nothing, but his fingers made a crackling sound as he squeezed the true transmission token in his hand as he was about to hand it over.
Xu Yunfan looked at the young man in front of him, who was no more than 1.8 meters tall, and a smile appeared on his face.
The Jiuyao Sect is the number one among the sixteen states in Yanbei Road. Logically, they should just watch the ceremony of their true teachings. It is a bit rude to jump out like this.
Perfect muscle training.
It's quite interesting. Master said that it is extremely rare to find a martial artist who can master any of the three exercises. They are rare in the martial arts world. But now that the true teaching ceremony has begun, someone has stepped forward.
The energy and blood that was about to calm down at this moment was like water poured into oil, surging up in an instant, and the hot breath spread out in an instant.
"please."
Xu Yunfan had just finished speaking.
The tip of Teng Lingchuan's spear emitted a three-inch cold light, and the blue bricks were cracked by his Beidou Xingshu steps. He raised his spear and a dragon emerged from the sea, flying towards Xu Yunfan.
Xu Yunfan pressed down suddenly with his heel, and the bluestone ground immediately collapsed half a foot. His knotted leg muscles stretched his trouser legs to the point of bursting, and a dark red line of blood rushed along his neck to the top of his head.
"Just in time!"
Instead of retreating, he advanced, raising the Thunder and Fire Kirin Hammer in his hand with a bang. The muscles in his right arm bulged and swelled, and the air was torn apart by the hammer as it rolled back, making a loud roar.
The stone slabs under my feet were cracked like spider webs, making crackling sounds.
The strong wind created by Teng Lingchuan's spear thrust almost tore apart the bluestone slabs along the way.
The moment the gun and hammer collided.
The muscles in Xu Yunfan's arms were twisted like steel cables, and the unique bronze color of his perfect red copper body suddenly emitted a hint of gold. Under the power of Tian Chan Jin, his bones trembled rapidly like a ringing sound, and the shock wave exploded along the hammer handle.
"clang!"
The sound of metal clashing shattered all the teacups at the viewing table.
Teng Lingchuan's expression finally changed.
What a great strength!
This hammer bent the gun barrel into a half moon shape.
He immediately withdrew his hand, slid it to the end of the gun handle and pressed it. In an instant, the starlight on the gun tip suddenly expanded seven inches. It was the Nine Stars Gun Killing Technique: Mars Swallowing the Moon.