Chapter 486 Purple Moon Dharma Assembly (2)

The fight below was not taken seriously by Yang Xuangang and the girl in black.

At this moment, they all focused their energy on each other.

The more Yang Xuangang fought, the more surprised he became.

He has outstanding talents and extremely outstanding fighting talent. Although he is not as good as his former seventh brother Yang Xuanwu, he is still a rare genius.

Coupled with the relationship between his father Yang Tianwang and Yang Tianyou, Yang Xuangang can often get guidance from the latter, and his strength is naturally stronger.

Among the younger generation of the family, no one can beat him at the same level, and he has always been at the top of the trial tower.

However, the strength of the girl in front of him was not inferior to him.

Dacheng's spells came at his fingertips, and he was extremely proficient in the use of magic weapons. In a short period of time, Yang Xuangang could not find a breakthrough.

What he didn't know was that the girl in black was also shocked inside.

With his Tianlinggen qualifications, even if he had practiced for a few years, he would hardly be able to find an opponent at the same level of strength.

Unexpectedly, after just a few games, he encountered this difficult character.

"What's your name?" Another attack failed, and the girl in black asked proactively.

"Yang Xuangang, what about you?"

Yang Xuangang also became curious about the girl in black.

"Lu Qianqian!"

The girl in black responded, and then took action again. The flying sword brought up a ray of blue water and slashed towards Yang Xuangang.

At this moment, on the high platform, Yang Tianyou was laughing and chatting with old man Taiwu.

"Senior, your two disciples are both extremely talented. One has a heavenly spirit root and the other has an alien spirit root. They are really lucky." Yang Tianyou complimented with a smile.

"Haha, I am just lucky. On my eldest disciple's memorial day, I was in a bad mood and went out for a trip. Maybe it was God's mercy that allowed me to accidentally discover the qualifications of the two sisters, rescue them from the hands of human traffickers, and collect them. As a direct disciple, pass on my mantle." Old Man Taiwu stroked his beard, with a touch of emotion and some pride on his face.

This incident has always been regarded by him as a symbol of his lasting luck.

After all, who can travel and pick up two geniuses with higher qualifications of supernatural spiritual roots in one trip?

I guess he is the only one in the entire Lu Wu world, right?

Hearing this, several Nascent Soul cultivators nearby looked at Old Taiwu with envy.

Indeed, it is extremely rare to pick up two geniuses who are expected to become Nascent Soul at once.

After speaking, the old man Taiwu glanced at the boys and girls below who were fighting fiercely. His expression moved and he said: "Little friend Taibai, the fighting talent of your tribe is really not weak. You can actually compete with Tianling at the same level." Root monks compete with each other."

"Senior, Xuangang is overrated. Among the younger generation of my Yang family under the age of twenty, Xuan Gang is one of the best. It is normal for him to behave like this. After all, the Tianlinggen monk has great potential for cultivation. It means invincibility at the same level." Yang Tianyou said with a chuckle.

"In that case, how about a small bet between you and me. I will win against my apprentice, and you will win against your own tribe." Old Man Taiwu chuckled and suggested.

Yang Tianyou's eyes flashed slightly and he said with a smile, "Of course you can, but what do you think, senior, should I set a good prize?"

"For a small gamble, how about we each take out a second-grade high-grade spiritual object?"

"That's very good. Then let me use this water spirit bead as a lucky draw." Yang Tianyou said, and a spirit bead the size of a fingertip appeared in the palm of his right hand.

"Okay, then I'll use this second-level armor as a bonus." Old Man Taiwu waved his sleeves, and a powerful black-gold armor appeared in front of him.

"Haha, you two are so elegant, how about I join in the fun. This thunder pattern robe of mine can ward off water and fire, and can increase speed. It is of equal value to the spiritual objects you two created!" Master Yun Ting said with a smile. He said, holding a lavender robe in his hand, with a faint thunderous aura permeating it.

After Master Yunting, several other Nascent Soul cultivators also joined in.

They all took out the second-level high-grade spiritual objects as prizes. The winner among Yang Xuangang and Lu Qianqian would get these spiritual objects.

Below, on the ring.

The spiritual energy was turbulent, and all kinds of dazzling attacks were used by the two people.

You attack and I defend, you come and I go, and another twenty moves pass by.

At this time, their spiritual energy consumption was already very high. In at most ten more moves, their spiritual energy would be exhausted, so both of them wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.

Yang Xuangang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he flipped his right hand, and a square-shaped painted halberd appeared in the palm of his hand. The crescent-shaped halberd blades on both sides were each wrapped with a fire dragon, and ferocious flames spurted out from the dragon's mouth.

This is a first-class magic weapon. With Yang Xuangang's remaining spiritual power, he can only activate it once before running out of spiritual power.

"Can one blow determine the outcome?" Lu Qianqian murmured in a low voice.

Immediately, he turned his slender hand, and a first-class magic weapon also appeared in his palm. It was a round shield with a one-horned rhinoceros engraved in the center.

With a Nascent Soul Master as her back, the resources she received were only stronger than those of Yang Xuangang.

Raging fire rose up, Yang Xuangang held the Fire Dragon Halberd, clenched it with both hands, and poured all the remaining spiritual power in his body into the halberd.

Huge pressure shrouded her, Lu Qianqian's beautiful eyes were solemn, she raised her right hand, and the rhinoceros head shield suddenly enlarged, firmly blocking her in front of her.

boom…!

Explosions sounded, and golden light flowed on the ground, preventing the aftermath of the battle between the two from destroying the arena.

The referee couldn't take his eyes away, and there was always liquid spiritual power condensed in the palms of his hands, always ready to take action.

boom! !

There was another crisp sound, and then a slender figure flew out. The referee waved his big hand, and the spiritual power surged into a palm of about ten feet, catching Lu Qianqian.

"It seems that I lost." Old Taiwu shook his head and handed the armor in his hand to Yang Tianyou.

The latter took it, with a smile on his face, and said, "Xuan Gang only narrowly won with his courage."

With his eyesight, he could naturally see the specific situation of the previous battle between the two juniors.

The reason why Yang Xuangang was able to win was because he dared to take risks, at the cost of his own injuries, to resist the counterattack of Lu Qianqian's shield, and then knocked it away.

Even if he hadn't held back, Lu Qianqian would have died in a real life-and-death fight.

"For immortal cultivators, courage is sometimes more important than talent." Master Jinding said with emotion.

Other Nascent Soul cultivators also nodded and agreed with this statement.

"It seems that my two disciples have experienced too little life-and-death fighting. In this regard, they are not as good as your junior." Old Taiwu said, and glanced at the ring. Blood was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his face was expressionless. Yang Xuangang, who was pale but still stood tall and erect with outstanding demeanor, had a flash of appreciation in his eyes.

"Haha, I thank the seniors for the compliments on Xuan Gang's behalf. Let's let the two juniors come up, and let Xuan Gang thank the seniors in person for their rewards." Yang Tianyou said with a smile.

"Okay, I also want to take a closer look at the boy who defeated my precious apprentice." Old Taiwu said, stroking his beard. The other Nascent Soul monks naturally had no objections. Meeting a junior was nothing to them.