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"He might be too poor to even afford a low-grade treasure weapon!"
"We can't watch this match. We even know the outcome with our eyes closed. It just so happens that we can see the peerless beauty behind the veil of the Goddess!" "Haha!"
The audience below the stage were not optimistic about Niu Thirteen's victory, as they felt that he would lose for sure.
Nangong Han Han was also astonished. Looking at the bone blade in Niu Thirteen's hand, she didn't expect Niu Thirteen to be this poor. He was simply frightening poor.
She couldn't help but raise her hands to support her forehead as she lamented in her heart. Today, she was forced to remove her veil in front of a large crowd.
"Hahaha, you poor bastard!"
As he looked at Niu Thirteen's beast bone longsword, he held his stomach and laughed heartily, looking down on him.
Even the black-faced old man, who presided over the competition, couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he saw the bone blade of Niu Thirteen.
He was also shocked that the Heavenly Demon Sect had an early Second Stage Longevity Disciple who couldn't even afford to buy a low-grade treasure!
"Have you laughed enough?"
Niu Thirteen's tone was calm, but his mood wasn't affected by the ridicule from the crowd. Over the years, he had learned to be calm in all situations.
"Pauper, looks like you can't wait to kneel in front of me. Then, I'll grant your wish!"
After Tai Cang Ming laughed, he took out his weapon. It was actually an Imperial Jade Seal that radiated a terrifying demonic energy.
"Oh my god, a low grade spirit artifact!"
"Low grade spirit weapon!" "How can we fight? That fellow is currently fighting with his bare hands against a cultivator of the same level who holds a Spirit Treasure. How can we possibly win!?"
"He's definitely going to lose!"
The audience below the stage booed. The moment that Ancient Blue took out his spirit artifact, Niu Thirteen had already lost. Neither of their weapons was on the same level.
It was as if a person with a gun was facing a person without a weapon, and was preparing to fight to the death.
Niu Thirteen's eyes narrowed. The low-grade spiritual tool that he had obtained from the Ancient Emperor had a terrifying aura to it. He sighed in his heart. It seemed that he was going to put his life on the line again.
However, it wasn't like he had no chance of winning. When he broke through to the early stage of the second level of the immortal realm, the "Unparalleled Devil Arts" in his mind flipped to another page.
This page recorded the second slash of the Unrivaled Nine Sabres. Coincidentally, he had already learned this second slash. However, he did not know how powerful it would be, so he could just give it a try.
"Pauper, prepare to tremble!"
The Imperial Jade Seal of Armageddon floated above his head, scattering a large amount of demonic qi all around him. He was clad in a violet-gold imperial robe, appearing akin to a sovereign of the world.
"Boom …"
The Imperial Jade Seal above his head flew viciously towards Niu Thirteen. The bottom of the Imperial Jade Seal released a large amount of terrifying demon aura, forming a large amount of sword rain that quickly rained down on Niu Thirteen.
With a loud roar, the beast bone blade in his hand spun rapidly like a whirlwind, forming a dense and airtight barrier to block the incoming sword rain.
"Ding Ding Ding Dang Dang!"
The rain of swords struck the barrier, producing the sound of metal clashing.
"Interesting!"
The corner of Ancient Blue's mouth curled up in an evil smile. Then, from the bottom of the Imperial Jade Seal, a huge sword over ten meters long shot out.
The huge sword sliced through the air like a flying immortal. It struck the barrier in front of Niu Thirteen.
"Boom …"
Niu Thirteen was sent flying by the sword. He flew back dozens of meters, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.