Seeing the three people coming in, Liu Suifeng spoke first and put the array plate in his hand on the table.
"You're here. Lin Chuan, if you don't come Du Heng is going to eat up all the spiritual fruits in the private room of the teahouse."
Du Heng said without changing his expression, "I only ate two plates." Liu Suifeng ignored him and turned to Qin Tiexin behind Lin Chuan. His eyes glanced at the empty sleeve on his right shoulder. There was no special reaction. Instead, he stood up with a smile and bowed his hands in a salute.
"This is Master Mingjue, right? Lin Chuan has mentioned it to us several times. This is Liu Suifeng, Thousand Mechanisms Array Sect, and Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, majoring in long-range attack formations and restraint types. Magic circle. I heard Lin Chuan said that the master is a physical practitioner with amazing strength and defense. That's great. Our team lacks everything except someone who can take the beating for us." After he finished speaking, he burst out laughing, and Du Heng poked his back with a sword scabbard from behind.
Du Heng stood up and without any unnecessary words, he just raised his hand towards Qin Tiexin.
"Du Heng. Foundation Establishment Late Stage swordsman. I am good at attacking from the front, and the master is good at carrying from the front. Cooperation should be smooth." The voice was low and brief.
Qin Tiexin raised his hand with one hand and returned the salute. "Good. Poor monk Mingjue, Zhaoming Temple warrior monk. Middle Stage of the Qi and Blood Realm."
Xu Ying also stood up and bowed slightly, his movements gentler than the first two.
"Master Mingjue is good. My name is Xu Ying, Jade Cauldron Pill Pavilion, Foundation Establishment Late Stage, medical practitioner and Alchemist. I can't help you much in combat, but if you need any pills, just come to me."
After saying this, she naturally went to pick up the teapot on the table and poured Qin Tiexin a cup of tea. The tea was clear and the temperature was just right, and the cup was placed in the most convenient position on his left hand. After doing all this, her eyes unconsciously returned to Lin Chuan, who was talking to Du Heng about the arrangements for tonight's auction.
After chatting for a while, Du Heng put down the tea cup and looked at Qin Tiexin.
"Master Mingjue, I have a gracious request. I would like to have a discussion with the master." His tone was very direct, "I want to see the master's playing style so that I can know how to cooperate in the secret realm."
Lin Chuan was about to say something, but Du Heng stopped him with a wave of his hand. "Lin Chuan said that the master's defense is amazing, I believe it. But hearing is false, seeing is believing. Only by seeing the master's playing style with your own eyes can you have the confidence to cooperate with it."
Qin Tiexin glanced at Du Heng, then at Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan's expression was a little helpless, but he didn't stop him. He knew Du Heng's temper, and he couldn't persuade him to do something he was sure of. Besides, Du Heng was not here to cause trouble, he really wanted to know Master Mingjue's strength before Secret Realm Trial.
"Good." Qin Tiexin put up a palm with one hand, "The poor monk also wants to see the sword of Donor Du."
Liu Suifeng's eyes lit up, the array plate spinning in his hand slammed onto the table, and he had already stood up.
"It's still early for the auction, so I'll find a arena for you! When I came here, I saw a martial arts hall open to the public to the west of Imperial Market. It has complete formations and charges by the hour. It's not expensive."
The five of them left the teahouse, Liu Suifeng leading the way.
The facade of the martial arts hall is small. There is a stone tablet at the door with the words "Imperial Market Martial Arts Hall" engraved on it. Next to it is a price list, one hundred and fifty for one hour Spirit Stone, Golden Core Realm The aftermath of attacks below is fully covered. The shopkeeper is a skinny old man named Foundation Establishment Early Stage. After receiving Spirit Stone, he handed over a jade key and pointed to the end of the corridor.
The arena is not big, about five feet square, with four stone pillars standing at the four corners. The protective formations on the pillars are a bit denser than those in the Lin Household martial arts arena. The ground is paved with dark blue Spirit Granite, and the surface is covered with sword marks and fist prints of varying depths. It can be seen that many people have competed here.
Du Heng was the first to jump on the stage and slowly drew out the broad sword behind him. The blade was about four fingers wide and dark, with three extremely deep blood grooves engraved on the spine, extending from the sword to the tip. The moment the sword was unsheathed, there was a heavy sense of oppression in the air, which was the Gravity field effect produced by the earth-attribute spiritual power infused behind the sword.
Upper-Grade Law Artifact, and it is tailor-made.
Qin Tiexin took a deep look at the sword. In Heavenly South Domain, where spiritual materials are extremely scarce, there is such a tailor-made Upper-Grade Law Artifact. It seems that Du Heng's Lineage is not bad at strength.
I also thought that being able to form a team with Marquis of Loyal Martial Valor Lin Boyuan's eldest son Lin Chuan would be of equal strength.
Liu Suifeng leaned against the stone pillar, folded his arms, and the formation disk began to rotate again. If you look carefully, you can see that the surrounding Spiritual Qi is pouring into Liu Suifeng's body along the formation disk.
"Du Heng This 'Stone Splitter', Upper-Grade Law Artifact, uses 70% of Earth Vein Iron, and also adds 30% of Mystic Heavy Iron, with a net weight of eight thousand kilograms, plus the Gravity increase of the earth element Spirit Rune, the force of a sword strike is equivalent to twenty thousand kilograms. Master, can you bear it?"
Qin Tiexin didn't answer. He leaned the iron rod against the stone pillar under the ring and walked onto the ring with his bare hands.
Du Heng frowned slightly. "Master, don't you use weapons?"
"Since we are looking at the poor monk's defense, why use weapons." Qin Tiexin stood three feet across from him, with his left arm naturally hanging by his side, and the empty sleeve of his right shoulder motionless.
"Please, Master Du."
"Master, be careful."
Du Heng No longer polite, he took half a step forward with his left foot, raised his broad sword diagonally from the lower right to the upper left, and Heaviness an khaki Sword Qi streak from The sword broke away from the body and swept towards Qin Tiexin's left leg against the ground. Wherever Sword Qi passed, Spirit Granite left a shallow scratch mark on the ground.
Qin Tiexin did not dodge. Fire of Life jumped suddenly in the ventricle, Essence Blood rushed into the left leg along the blood vessels, and the muscles under the skin tightened instantly.
Sword Qi hit the calf, making a muffled sound and shattering into an earth-yellow light spot. The monk's robe was cut open, revealing the intact skin underneath, without even a red mark.
Du Heng's pupils shrank, but his hand movement did not stop. He took three steps forward, closing the distance with Qin Tiexin, and the second sword followed closely. This time it was not Sword Qi, but the broad sword itself. The eight thousand kilogram sword body and the increase of earth element spiritual power, it slashed towards Qin Tiexin's left shoulder.
Qin Tiexin raised his left arm and used the outside of his forearm to catch the sword's edge.
Bang!
The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing exploded in the ring.
Du Heng felt the tiger's mouth tremble, as if a sword struck an iron mountain. Qin Tiexin's left arm did not move at all, and the sword's edge only left a shallow white mark on the skin, without even blood oozing out.
Du Heng gritted his teeth, and the third sword, the fourth sword, and the fifth sword came out in succession. The broad sword was like a violent storm in his hand, each sword was heavier than the other, and each sword was faster than the other.
On the ring, Sword Qi was criss-crossing, cracks were made on the ground, and gravel was flying. But Qin Tiexin stood there without taking a step back, blocking with his left arm, shouldering it hard, twisting his waist to relieve force, and he caught every sword stably.
What makes Du Heng even more uncomfortable is that the monk in front of him didn't just get beaten.
The new sword had just been blocked, a small gap appeared in front of Du Heng, and Qin Tiexin's left leg had already kicked out.
Hills and Ravines Thrust Kick!