Translator:
Misty Cloud
Editor:
Misty Cloud
What kind of situation was this? ! ! !
Let’s first not talk about the people watching from below the stage, even the judging panel members were also stunned.
Young Master meant to say that that ‘umbrella’ was made by him!
The elders’ eyes opened wide as they asked in disbelief.
Young Master, this…
This piece of armament was made by me. The others all came from masters from different schools.
Jing Wu Shuang softly coughed and steadied his breath before he smiled gracefully.
Therefore, Helian family’s eldest daughter, Helian Wei Wei is the true winner!
That’s impossible!
Everybody started making a racket. How could this be?!
How could Young Master Wu Shuang’s hands only make an ‘umbrella’? !
This made the martial artists who came purely for the purpose of looking at armaments thoroughly upset!
What kind of a joke was this!
A grand armament convention fooled around with people like this?
And it was claimed that this was the world’s most amazing armament!
The elder saw that below the stage, the eyes of martial artists were turning red, and immediately panicked somewhat. He certainly hadn’t come across this kind of situation before.
Originally, he even thought that inviting Young Master Wu Shuang could give the armament convention even more prestige.
But now, how was this adding prestige. Goodness, this clearly was smashing this convention to the ground!
Facing the questions from below the stage, Jing Wu Shuang didn’t speak at all. Instead, he brought over the umbrella from Wei Wei’s hands and pressed on it as his hand moved to the side.
That umbrella unexpectedly disappeared!
Very thoroughly disappeared!
Without waiting for everybody to come to their senses.
Only a ‘pop’ sound was heard and that umbrella appeared again. Reflecting a faint radiance, it rotated to become a sharp, long, single-edged sword!
Everyone was dumbstruck as they saw this scene.
Jing Wu Shuang’s voice was level as he faced the person behind him and instructed.
Uncle Liang, use your fifth level martial qi to attack me.
But, Young Master, your health…
Uncle Liang’s eyebrows furrowed with concern, the young master’s health originally was already bad. Adding to that two days of rushing on the road. If he sent this punch over, he’s really afraid the young master won’t be able to bear it.
Don’t worry.
Jing Wu Shuang’s appearance was as before, without any change.
But Wei Wei was distinctly aware of what’s involved in that hesitation. She more or less had also heard of the rumors concerning Jing Wu Shuang. It has to do with but the bad luck that accompanied being born with too much riches and honor, the heavens were jealous of the genius.
(TN: the heavens balanced out overly good fortune with some bad fortune.)
From the moment he was born, he possessed an armament innate skill that the entire world most envied.
However, due to his health being limited, he would forever be unable use armaments himself.
The light in Wei Wei’s eyes sparkled as she strolled to face Jing Wu Shuang and curved her lips into a light smile.
Give me the umbrella. Let Uncle Liang attack me.
She already roughly guessed that this person wanted to demonstrate something in front of everyone.
Jing Wu Shuang’s gaze hesitated.
After that, he extended his hand and handed that umbrella over.
Within the hidden depths of the eyes of the young man sitting inside the private room watching this scene, a cold thought seemed to be engraved.
Apparently, he should reserve some time to properly tell his prey.
He truly disliked having other people touch things that belonged to him…
The tip of his tongue swept across petal of his lips as he curved the corners of his mouth. His long black hair hung down with the kind of evil tendencies that pulled at and tempted one’s soul…
The red haired man’s scalp became numb from watching his smile, and continued to extend those claws to scratch the floor, while watching Wei Wei standing onstage extending her hand and turning it. That black umbrella unexpectedly cut a silvery light that shouldn’t have appeared here.
That was?
The red haired man’s brows jumped as he concentrated his attention to recognize the thing that appeared in Spirit Forest.
It’s getting interesting now!
Uncle Liang. Come.
Wei Wei lightly curved her lips into a smile, leaning to one side as she held the umbrella handle in her hand.
This time, Uncle Liang didn’t hesitate as qi amassed in the center of his palm, turned towards Wei Wei’s direction, and struck!
Only a ‘bang’ was heart!
Wei Wei propped up the umbrella, her figure didn’t even move at all. All of the attack power was sustained by the umbrella’s formless protective barrier. It opened little by little as layers of qi bounced back!
Everyone was stupefied as they forcibly exhaled one breath in a stretch!
Squeals of surprise engulfed the entire convention hall.
Awesome!
If I could possess an armament like that, I’m sure to be unrivaled in the world!
Deserving of Young Master Wu Shuang, too awesome!
Praises rose like the tides, yet no one knew that in regards to this matter, bits of astonishment bubbled up even from the bottom of Jing Wu Shuang’s heart.
When he made ‘Thousand Mechanism Umbrella’, he created only its resistive ability, so it shouldn’t have been able to rebound the attacking force.
Yet now…
Jing Wu Shuang lowered his eyes and moved his gaze to the young girl who smiled as mildly as before, and seemed like he abruptly came to realize something, as the pupil of his eyes suddenly constricted.
It’s her!
She changed the ‘Thousand Mechanism Umbrella’s martial properties!
On top of its defensive foundation, she added the ability to return an attack.
And the ‘Thousand Mechanism Umbrella’ was willing to change.
This proved that the ‘Thousand Mechanism Umbrella
had already started to recognize its master…
Jing Wu Shuang slowly loosened his grip as the light in his pupils quietly readjusted. Was this Wei Wei seriously still the infamous good-for-nothing from the capital?
Her abilities was not limited to merely this little bit.
Such a quick mastery of ‘Thousand Mechanism Umbrella’s functions, in addition to being well acquainted with armaments, she also needed to possess a deep and immeasurable martial qi to be able to accomplish it.
Yet according to rumors, these were both things that Wei Wei originally should not possess.
Truly is an excellent item.
Wei Wei’s hand moved to the side as she folded the umbrella.
The umbrella seemed to respond to her as it emitted a faint light.
Obedient umbrella.
Wei Wei smiled.
I should return you to your owner.
Jing Wu Shuang watched her and recovered his former refined demeanor.
It’s current owner is you. In regards to this armament competition, you’ve won.
This time, it was especially quiet within the convention hall.
No one said anything more, because the facts were clearly displayed there.
Wei Wei indeed chose the most breathtaking armament within this convention hall!
And the Helian Jiao Er that they had placed their expectations on, however, had lost….
At that moment, Helian Jiao Er’s complexion became exceedingly unsightly. She couldn’t stand it as she clenched her pair of hands tightly under her long sleeves, yet she had no option but to forcibly maintain her smile as she waited for the convention to end.
Wei Wei’s victory was like a slap to her face.
How could that slut have such good luck!
Those young masters from prosperous families who lost a bunch of money were also somewhat astounded as they turned their heads around to look at Murong Chang Feng sitting next to them.
Lord, this girl, when did she learn how to fiddle with armaments? Did you know about it at all?
It was but a one time lucky guess on her part.
Murong Chang Feng’s calm and collected pair of eyes slowly fixated on his pair of hands. Of course he didn’t know. If he knew… maybe he…
There’s no maybe!
Just like he said, she merely made a lucky guess!
Murong Chang Feng looked at the audience. His lower jaw was restrained extremely tightly.
Those young masters also was no longer in the mood to ponder whether Wei Wei was just lucky once and made a lucky guess. They only knew that this time, they’d certainly lost miserably, shoot!
On the other side, in a finely decorated private room.
The red haired man watched as his master suddenly put down the teacup. His eyebrows raised in confusion.
Master, we’re not watching until the end?
The young man didn’t answer him at all, instead, he slowly curved his lips enchantingly into a smile that was not a smile, while faintly giving people the kind of faint aura of being outwardly kind, but inwardly evil.
We should already haul in the net.
Haul what net?
The red-haired man still hadn’t reacted from the scene just now.
The young man unhurriedly straightened out his sleeves and said, pausing after each word.
The net to catch a fox.
After he finished speaking, the young man then stood up, his body covered in a white fur cloak. The sleeves were raised slightly like wings, extremely ice-cold. No one would dare to approach half a step within a hundred meters.
Possessing this classy exquisite lingering charm, if it wasn’t the current Third Prince, Baili Jia Jue, who else could it be…
