The headmaster of the Maoshan Sect walked up to the high platform and spoke impassionedly, which cheered up the disciples.

However, those words mentioned are all secondary. The most important thing is that if anyone wins the title this time, the master leader also said that he will give one of his magic weapons to that title.

As a reward for this competition, of course, the elder Chuan Gong will also teach a set of Maoshan Sect's unique skills.

Afterwards, the Master took out the magical weapon he wanted to give to the leader, which was a palm-sized copper bell.

We were not far away, and we didn't see clearly what was so strange about this bronze bell.

But when the headmaster took out the bronze bell, I saw that the elders in front were very excited and their bodies were trembling slightly.

"Oh my gosh, what can't you think of, Master, to actually give this Donghuang Bell to his disciples..." an elder said excitedly.

"Yes, this is the Donghuang Bell, one of the ten most sacred weapons in China. It is extremely powerful. The master is really generous and is willing to give it away with anything."

Even Kasang said in disbelief: "How is this possible? This Donghuang Bell is Brother Yu's treasure at the bottom of the box. How could he be willing to give it away?"

Several of us quickly looked at Kasang, and Brother Gu couldn't help but ask: "Kasang, is this Donghuang Bell very powerful?"

"It's definitely very powerful. Brother Yu used the Donghuang Bell to kill everyone. Many masters were killed by the Donghuang Bell." Kasang said solemnly.

As soon as I heard this, I immediately became excited and slapped the sloppy Taoist priest's arm: "Luo Laoliu, you can get me a leader this time no matter what. Nothing else is important. I must get the Donghuang Bell. Let's go out later."

If you're fighting with someone, this thing will definitely help a lot."

The sloppy Taoist priest looked very depressed: "I think so too, I have to have that ability."

While he was talking, he saw the Master Master suddenly throwing the Donghuang Bell in his hand. Under the urging of the magic formula, the Donghuang Bell spun and flew out, floating into the mid-air, changing more and more.

Big, the runes on the Donghuang Bell flickered, and eventually turned into an extremely huge copper bell, lying in the air.

The majestic momentum seemed to be able to destroy the heaven and the earth, which was really frightening.

But it only took a moment for the master to take the Donghuang Bell back and said: "Chilang, Chiwen, have you seen it? As long as either of you two wins the first place, whose Donghuang Bell belongs to you?"

You guys start."

With that said, the Master Headmaster walked down from the high platform and got together with several elders.

The elders gathered around the master and kept talking, probably trying to persuade the master to withdraw his promise.

After all, the Donghuang Bell is very powerful, and it can be guarded here even if it is left in the Maoshan Sect.

Even Elder Long Shan went over to persuade him, but he was no longer in the mood to host the competition.

However, the words of the leader of the Maoshan Sect are true and hard to follow. If you say them out, they will be like water thrown out, and you will definitely not be able to take them back.

At this time, Kasang suddenly said for no reason: "I know why Brother Yu gave away the Donghuang Bell."

"Why?" several of us asked in unison.

"Because Brother Yu's cultivation has reached the realm of transformation. At this level, these magic weapons are no longer of much use to him. It is better to give them to his disciples as a favor. This can also boost morale and continuously improve Maoshan.

Zong’s fighting spirit.” Kasang said solemnly.

The real head master talked to the elders for a while, and the elders shook their heads helplessly, seemingly not trying to persuade him.

Not long after, Master Long Shan came to the stage and said that the time was almost up and the competition could begin.

With the sound of three gongs, an old Taoist in Tsing Yi jumped onto a relatively intact ring, indicating that the two disciples could come on stage to compete.

"Brother Luo, come on!" Yuankong looked at the sloppy Taoist priest excitedly.

"Luo Laoliu, I think the Donghuang Bell belongs to us!" I also said.

The sloppy Taoist priest touched Yuankong's bald head and said with a smile: "Touch the reincarnated monk's bald head and feel a little happy. Maybe you can win."

Having said that, the sloppy Taoist priest turned around and left in a very carefree manner, and jumped directly onto the ring.

As soon as the sloppy Taoist priest came up, Chilang also walked up and stood no more than five meters away from the sloppy Taoist priest.

As soon as I saw Chi Lang, I thought of the broken sword of the sloppy Taoist priest. This was specially given to the sloppy Taoist priest by Master Songhe before he was beaten.

I just want to tell him that the dignity he lost back then must be regained today.

At this moment, the two of them stood face to face. The slovenly Taoist priest held a lightning-strike wooden sword and looked at Chi Lang.

Chilang had already put the sword box in front of him, his face was cold, as if he was owed hundreds of dollars.

The two faced off for a moment, and Chi Lang spoke first: "Senior Brother Chi Wen, do you really want to fight?"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was with a sense of contempt.

The sloppy Taoist priest sneered: "Then give me a reason not to fight."

"It's very simple. You are no match for me. You have never defeated me all this time, ever since you were a child, and even now. Why do you need to humiliate yourself?" Chilang smiled, with a smile still in his eyes.

A hint of sarcasm.

"I didn't win at the beginning, but I may not win now. Stop talking nonsense and take action." The sloppy Taoist priest raised the lightning wooden sword and pointed it at Chi Lang.

"How about this? I'll give you three moves, and my fellow disciples in the province will say I'm bullying you. How about that?" Chi Lang sneered.

At this time, I discovered that this Chi Lang was also quite sinister. He started to play a psychological game with the sloppy Taoist priest and used these words to anger him.

He must also know that sloppy Taoist priests are difficult to deal with. Once people are angry, they are prone to impulsiveness, and their flaws will be exposed when they are impulsive.

But he underestimated the sloppy Taoist priest at this time. He was an old man, and all these tricks were leftover from his tricks.

Faced with Chi Lang's slightly humiliating words, the sloppy Taoist priest Yun Danfeng smiled lightly and said: "Junior Brother Chi Lang, since you are so sincere, don't let me take three moves. Just stand there and don't move.

, let me stab you three times to see if you die. If you don’t die, you win, okay?”

As expected of Luo Laoliu, as soon as I said these words, I almost laughed out loud, this kid is so shameless.

Chi Lang was angered by the sloppy Taoist priest and said coldly: "In that case, I will take action soon and I will never be polite to you."

"I just said you don't dare, right? You even asked me to do three moves, but you didn't have the guts to talk nonsense. Come on, come on, let me see what you can do, you will be beaten down by me in a while, we are not happy

You're crying." The sloppy Taoist priest continued to sneer.
Chapter completed!