Chapter 920: Magical Instrument Recognizes Its Master
"Since that doesn't work, then let me do it."
A handsome man stepped forward, a hint of indifference flashed in his eyebrows, as if he didn't care about all this and was confident.
He glanced at the three emperor-level magic weapons, and finally walked in front of the flame sword.
"He is, Zhao Cheng, I recognize him, the young master of the Blazing Fire Sect!"
"The skills he practices are exactly related to flames."
"If he takes action, he should be sure of it, right?"
"Well, Zhao Cheng never does anything he's not sure about, so he didn't go up to identify the master at the first time. He probably just observed it carefully to see if he could be restrained directly by means of means."
Seeing Zhao Cheng walking forward, many geniuses looked at each other and whispered in low voices.
Xiao Xuan and Qin Lin stood not far away, watching all this.
"What treasure do you have your eye on?"
Xiao Xuan sent a message to Qin Lin.
"I don't lack magic weapons and armor. I want to try that cloak, but no one else can. I guess the chance of getting it is very slim, so let's just treat it as an experience."
Qin Lin showed a smile.
"I'm very fond of that pair of battle scale armor."
Xiao Xuan narrowed his eyes and focused on the general in front of Zhan Scale Armor.
I saw that the war general's eyes were cold, and his whole body was filled with overwhelming killing intent, as well as a strong sense of weight. All these auras complemented the battle scale armor.
If you can really wear the battle scale armor on your body, it will have unimaginable power.
boom!
In the field, Zhao Cheng was frantically emitting a breath of fire all over his body, resisting the fire will of the middle-aged man in front of him.
The raging fire penetrated into Zhao Cheng's eyebrows, testing him.
Zhao Cheng's eyes became extremely bellicose at this moment, with intense and hot light emanating from them.
Now that I have taken action, I will not give up until I achieve my goal!
Incomparably powerful fire was raging in Zhao Cheng's body. However, Zhao Cheng practiced fire skills, so in the face of such a powerful urging, he guarded against it very well from beginning to end without revealing any flaws.
"Um?"
The middle-aged man was slightly surprised, as if he had not expected Zhao Cheng to be of such skill.
It is much better than the previous genius.
However, there is still a little more to be done to gain recognition from yourself!
Not enough, not enough.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The flames continued to become stronger, forming a huge sea of fire. In the sea of fire, many free flame light pillars were rising.
These flame beams spread wildly like a cage, imprisoning Zhao Cheng in it.
"So dangerous?"
Many geniuses were shocked when they saw this scene.
I thought that as long as Zhao Cheng survived the previous round of attacks, he would be recognized.
Unexpectedly, the subsequent attacks would be even more violent and exaggerated.
It simply doesn’t give people any chance to breathe!
Even the Seven Transformations of Life and Death may not be able to withstand the waves of attacks.
Fortunately, Zhao Cheng was prepared for all this, and since he practiced fire skills, he had a strong resistance to all this, so he finally gritted his teeth and endured it.
Just when he thought there would be a stronger test later, the middle-aged man withdrew his flame aura.
Then, he smiled lightly and said in a leisurely voice, "Your talent is pretty good, and it has been initially recognized by me. Although it is a bit reluctant, I am no longer willing to wait any longer. I hope that this sword will fall into your hands and you will not be humiliated. With your reputation, I hope you can hold this sword in your hands and realize the great cause of the Great Emperor!"
When Zhao Cheng heard this, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.
Previously, two prodigies who were no less talented than themselves tried, but in the end they failed.
On the contrary, it was me who directly gained this sword in one go.
"Thank you, senior!"
Zhao Cheng raised his hand and looked excited.
Among this group of people, he was the first to be recognized by an emperor-level magic weapon.
Although this doesn't mean much, it is enough to show that he is better than other geniuses.
The middle-aged man nodded, took a few steps back, and his figure re-entered the sword that was shining with flames.
At this moment, the sword became sharper and thicker.
If you observe carefully, you can notice that many brilliant sword lights are striking into your own will.
Even if it is everything in the world, as long as you hold this sword, you can still chop it into pieces!
Don't be afraid of any constraints.
"call."
Zhao Cheng took a deep breath and held the sword in his hand.
The heavy feeling brought by history completely exploded in the hands of Zhao Cheng!
This is an imperial magical weapon that has been passed down from ancient times to this day. The golden blade is full of sharpness and strength, and the flames bursting out around it seem to be able to burn everything.
After a few random swings, the sword bloomed and flames surged.
Zhao Cheng was very satisfied. He glanced at the other geniuses and said with a slight smile, "That's it. Zhao will give you a sample first. There are also two emperor-level magic weapons. Let's see how you perform."
Many geniuses looked at Zhao Cheng with envious eyes.
Not every genius who has undergone seven transformations of life and death can possess an emperor-level magic weapon.
Not to mention them, even the sect behind them may only have one or two emperor-level magic weapons.
Therefore, such a harvest can definitely be regarded as rich.
"Three people came forward to try it, and there are still six people left, and there are two pieces left."
Xiao Xuan's eyes swept across the audience. He was not ready to stand up first, he was still waiting.
The same goes for Qin Lin.
"If Zhao Cheng can take it, I can take it too."
A Tianjiao walked up to the will of the general with a proud look on his face.
Facing the general who was full of killing aura and looked like a demon god in the world, the Tianjiao snorted coldly and said, "Come on, I have been killing on the battlefield since I was a child, and I have stained countless lives with my hands. Your war scale armor filled with killing aura is the best match for me!"
"Good boy, you are crazy enough!"
The general stared at the Tianjiao with his eyes, and in an instant, he turned into a phantom of a demon god, and his body was filled with an extremely wild aura.
Then, he took a step forward, and the test began.
Crack.
A large gap directly opened under the feet of the Tianjiao.
His expression was extremely indifferent, and his will was very tenacious.
He would never give up until he got the recognition of this war scale armor!
The breath began to burst out, one after another.
The killing aura seemed to turn into a whirlwind, strangling the world crazily, and even formed a huge storm, and the eye of the storm was the will of the general.
Chi Chi Chi!
Tianjiao's clothes were torn to pieces, and some cracks began to appear on his skin.
The confrontation between the prodigy and the general lasted for about an incense stick of time.
Puff!
In the end, the prodigy vomited blood and flew back, declaring failure.
"Unfortunately, there is still a little short." The general shook his head. He was unwilling to make do. Only when he met a suitable prodigy could he pass the test.
Xiao Xuan's heart moved, and he was ready to step forward and try.
However, at this moment, a faint laugh came from afar, "Let me do it!"
