Sword Emperor Zhuxian

Chapter 193 Five Thousand Contributions

"This time, only one hundred freshmen joined the academy. I didn't expect that two of them would come to participate in the gambling battle so soon."

"These two guys are either full of confidence in their own strength, or they are too arrogant and ignorant. They have only joined the academy for a day, and their cultivation base strength has not improved at all, yet they dare to come here for a gambling battle."

"It doesn't matter what his reason is, since he dares to come, then we can directly invite him to fight."

"The kid in the white robe, and the ancient moon white sword behind him, seems to be something extraordinary, it can be used as a bet."

"I happen to be short of a handy weapon. I want the Moon White Ancient Sword."

"No one should rob me, I am a swordsman."

"I'm also a sword cultivator, and I'm bound to get his Moon White Ancient Sword."

……

Many people's eyes fell on Qin Mo, to be precise, they fell on the ancient Yuebai sword behind him.

"I didn't expect that I would become something that everyone wanted to grab."

Hearing the conversation of these people, Qin Mo muttered to himself with a faint smile.

"My name is Zheng Zang, do you dare to wager with me?"

At this moment, a young man in a silver fine attire walked up to Qin Mo, and spoke proudly.

"Damn it...it's this guy again."

"Every time he is preempted, I hope this newcomer will not fight."

"Zheng Zang's speed is really fast. As soon as I realized it, he directly invited to fight."

Many people looked at the young man in Chinese clothes with annoyance on their faces, and said.

"The cultivation base of the ninth level of Wu Zongjing."

Qin Mo's eyes fell on Zheng Zang, and he thought to himself.

Although his cultivation base is a little lower than the opponent's, his real strength may not be inferior to the opponent's.

"Why... you are not afraid, are you?"

Seeing that Qin Mo didn't reply, Zheng Zang smiled contemptuously, and said again: "Being able to pass the examination and become a new student of Qingcang Holy Academy is enough to show that you are also a real genius, don't you even have the guts to gamble? "

After a pause, he continued: "If you don't even have this bit of courage, then I advise you to leave this Yanwu Palace, because cowards are not qualified to stay here."

"You, an old student with the ninth level of the Martial Ancestry Realm, actually challenged a freshman with the eighth level of the Martial Ancestry Realm, how dare you say that?"

Wei Ziqin said to Zheng Zang with an expression of resentment.

"Why... you want to fight me?"

Zheng Zang turned his gaze, looked at Wei Ziqin indifferently, and said.

Wei Ziqin's expression froze when he heard the words, his strength was not as good as Qin Mo's, how could he be the opponent of this guy in front of him.

"If you don't dare to fight, just keep your mouth shut."

Zheng Zang sneered and said disdainfully.

"You don't have to provoke us, I will fight."

At this time, Qin Mo said, "However, how much contribution do you plan to use as a bet?"

"I'll offer a thousand contribution points, and you only need to bet on the Moon White Ancient Sword behind you, how about it?"

Hearing Qin Mo's words, Zheng Zang's expression brightened, and he spoke immediately.

"With a thousand contribution points, you just want to bet on my Moon White Ancient Sword. You may not be too wishful thinking."

Qin Mo smiled indifferently and replied.

"That's right, this junior brother's Moon White Ancient Sword, even if it's just a royal weapon, is worth at least [-] contribution points. Zheng Zang, you only paid [-] contribution points, which is too little."

An old man in black robes in the crowd also spoke, and he was the same swordsman who just said that he was bound to win the ancient Yuebai sword.

"How about this, I don't need you to pay [-] contribution points, half of it, you pay [-] contribution points, and I will use the ancient moon white sword to wager with you."

Qin Mo said to Zheng Zang.

"Okay, five thousand contribution points, I agree."

Zheng Zang didn't hesitate at all when he heard the words, and nodded directly in response.

In his mind, he wouldn't lose at all, so what does it matter how much contribution he makes?
If it were an old student whose cultivation level was comparable to his, he might still consider it, but this person is only a freshman at the eighth level of the Martial Ancestry Realm, so it is impossible for him to be his opponent.

What's more, although he is only at the ninth level of the Martial Ancestry Realm, his strength is far beyond that of ordinary people of the same level, and he has reached the level of a half-step venerable. He will never lose this battle.

When he thought that he would soon get the other party's Moon White Ancient Sword, he felt quite excited in his heart.

Others may not recognize it, but he can be sure that this Yuebai ancient sword is definitely not a royal weapon, at least it is an imperial weapon, and it is even very likely to be an imperial weapon.

Even if it is just an imperial weapon, it is an incomparably rare treasure to him.

"Five thousand contribution points, here you go."

Qin Mo thought to himself at this moment.

The reason why he dared to bet [-] contribution points with the opponent with the Moon White Ancient Sword was naturally because he was absolutely sure of winning.

"I'm going to shoot, you be careful."

At this time, after Zheng Zang said something to Qin Mo, he rushed out and came to Qin Mo in an instant.

In the next moment, he slammed his palm directly at the opponent.

"Burning Heaven Palm."

Following Zheng Zang's mouth uttering a shout, a huge palm print of flames was instantly condensed and descended from the sky.

Wherever the palm print of the flame passed, everything was burned into nothingness.

"This person has at least comprehended the mystery of burning fire to the first level of perfection, and the martial arts he cultivated should also be at the king level."

Qin Mo's eyes were slightly focused, as expected of an old student of Qingcang Holy Academy, his strength was indeed far beyond the average level.

If it were someone else, facing this person's palm, they would definitely be unable to resist, and would be killed instantly.

However, he was not afraid. Although the opponent's attack was strong, his sword was even stronger!
"Om..."

Accompanied by the sound of sword groaning, Qin Mo instantly pulled out the ancient Yuebai sword on his back, and slashed directly at the huge flame palm print.

"The Sword of Pure Sun!"

An incomparably bright golden sword light burst out instantly.

Qin Mo has now comprehended the Pure Yang Sword Intent to the triple perfection level, and the power of the Pure Yang Sword is naturally far from what it was before.

In addition, the pure yang sword in his body is more than several times purer and thicker than before.

Therefore, the power of his sword has almost surpassed the level of Wu Zongjing.

"boom……"

There was a loud noise, and the huge golden sword shadow collided with the flame palm print in an instant.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone around, the golden sword shadow easily cut off Zheng Zang's flame palm print, and continued to fall towards Zheng Zang without diminishing its momentum.

"How could this be?"

Zheng Zang's expression also changed drastically at the moment, he never thought that this would be the result.

He originally thought that even if his palm couldn't completely kill the opponent, it would definitely injure him seriously, but he didn't expect that the opponent just cut off his Fen Tian palm print with just one sword strike.

"boom!"

With a bang, the golden sword shadow swept across the void, engulfing Zheng Zang's entire body at an extremely fast speed.

"Zheng Zang actually lost?"

Seeing this scene, everyone's pupils shrank suddenly.

(End of this chapter)