My Transformed System is Toxic

Chapter 117 Song Jue
In the early morning of the next day, after Shi Lan finished breathing out the first stream of pure aura that was generated in the early morning, she slowly collected her energy. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Gu Rentong who was waiting not far away.

"With so much diligence in cultivation, it's no wonder Miss Shi Lan can have such skill at such a young age."

Gu Rentong complimented, and took Shi Lan to the arena.

Chu Chen originally planned to go back, but as if by accident, he subconsciously followed and returned to the front of the ring.

Among the semi-finalists, except for Shi Lan, the other three are all in the ninth level of the innate realm. They are all men, and they are all around 27 or [-] years old.

Shi Lan's opponent was a somewhat thin man, holding a three-foot green sword in his hand, with a serious expression on his face.

Yesterday's Elder Xin had disappeared, and another elder who was slightly older was in charge of the contest.

"The fight begins."

As soon as the elder's words fell, the man slid a step back, swung the long sword in his hand, and a sword gang more than ten feet long burst out, and slashed at Shi Lan without hesitation!
He saw clearly yesterday's martial arts competition, according to his thinking, this Shi Lan should be good at melee combat, keeping a distance and slowly drawing it is the best strategy.

Without any hesitation, Shi Lan raised her hand to call out the Ziwei Seven-Star Halberd, stepped on it suddenly, and made two shallow footprints on the black iron ring, with a shadow across her figure, she slammed straight into Jiangang .

"Crack-"

The sword gang was shattered with a bang, and a halberd gang nearly [-] feet long suddenly appeared, from top to bottom, as if Pangu opened the sky, slashing down with boundless power!

Facing a halberd, the man's complexion changed slightly, he kicked his feet repeatedly, and retreated violently. At the same time, a three-foot green sharp edge flew out of his hand, turning into nearly a hundred illusory sword shadows by his side, soaring into the sky!

More than ten sword gangs, seven to eight feet long, shot out from the shadow of the sword, and slashed at the halberd gang head-on.

With a crackling sound, nearly a hundred sword shadows disappeared without a trace, and most of the halberd gang was consumed by the sword gang, and suddenly shrunk to less than three feet in size.

The man held the green blade in his hand again, and with a long howl, a beam of bright sword gang shot out like the setting sun in a long river!

The ponytail tied behind Shi Lan was rolled up high by the oncoming sword energy, the halberd in his hand remained motionless, the halberd surged, and continued to follow the previous trajectory, slashing towards the sword.

boom!
With a bang, Jiangang was instantly shattered.

Seeing this scene, the man's complexion changed dramatically. He looked at the halberd that had been slashed at the head, and the sword in his hand exploded. Soaring to the sky, slashing towards the halberd!

"boom--"

When the two streams of qi met, the long sword in the man's hand trembled violently, and he felt a terrifying force sweeping along the blade and towards his arm!

The man said inwardly that he was not good, and quickly dropped his sword and retreated. Even so, his arm still suffered a lot of concussion and suffered some minor injuries.

Stabilizing his figure, the man secretly felt a strange force in his heart, just as he was about to recall the long sword, there was a sound of air being pumped and exploded in his ear!
The purple halberd was like a long stick, and it was drawn to his chest in an instant.

Bang!
The man only felt as if his chest was stepped on by a giant elephant that went mad, and the innateness he raised was instantly scattered, and he was pulled off the ring.

Shi Lan put away the war halberd, raised her hand and swung the ponytail hanging from her shoulders behind her, cupped her hands and said, "Accept."

The man struggled to get up from the ground, calmed down his turbulent qi, and returned the salute with a gloomy expression. After recalling the magic weapon, he staggered and blended into the crowd.

Chu Chen's eyes were full of astonishment. In yesterday's match with Yuan Guanhai, it can be said that Yuan Guanhai was careless and negligent, and Shi Lan took the lead.

Today's match was a real head-to-head fight, and the opponent had raised 12 points of caution, but they still lost in just a few rounds.

The seventh level of the Xiantian Realm was fighting against the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm, fighting across the ranks, and Shi Lan swept the opponent directly with a destructive momentum. This kind of talent can be called terrifying.

"In ancient Fengcheng, Shi Lan wins."

The Elder of Tianlei Palace announced the result and signaled Shi Lan to go down, leaving the ring for the other two.

Of the other two, one used a broad sword, and the other used seven throwing knives, a complete set of magic weapons, and their power was not weak.

The two fought fiercely for nearly half an hour, and in the end the man who used the flying knife was defeated because of his infuriating power.

In this way, only the final tiebreaker is left.

The winning man did not choose to fight Shi Lan, but readily chose to admit defeat. The contest just now was enough for him to see clearly the power gap between him and Shi Lan.

In this way, Shi Lan took down the leader of this ring like searching for something out of a bag.

What Shi Lan didn't expect was that winning the first place in this arena would actually have a reward, and it was quite expensive.

After receiving the ten crystal tokens handed over by the elders of the Tianlei Hall, Shi Lan was a little overwhelmed. She thought that there would be no other rewards this time except the Qizhen Kailing Yulu, but she didn't expect that there would be extra money to earn.

One hundred thousand spirit crystals is not a small amount.

"You wait here for a while, and I will take you to the main peak after I finish handling the affairs here." The elder warned, and turned to deal with some sundries.

Shi Lan walked to Gu Rentong's side, handed over the crystal tablet in his hand, and said, "Please trouble the ancient city master."

"You're welcome, girl."

Gu Rentong was speechless for a while, raised his hand to take it, and reminded:

"Although the girl's martial arts are outstanding today, she still needs to be careful. The old man just went to inquire about some news. The strength of the people in the other arenas should not be underestimated. This time, the Kailing Yuye has attracted many people."

Shi Lan nodded, expressing his understanding.

"Shi... Miss Shi Lan."

A call came from his ear, Shi Lan looked around, and saw a reddish scholar carrying a package and holding a scroll in his hand.

Seeing Shi Lan looking over, the scholar's face became more rosy, he took a few steps towards Shi Lan, bowed his hands, "I'm Song Jue."

"Is there something wrong?" Shi Lan asked suspiciously.

"I have something below that I want to give to the girl."

Song Jue handed the scroll in his hand to Shi Lan, coughed lightly, and said: "Girl...the beauty is so beautiful, it is admirable, and I am proficient in Danqing, and I am eager to be skilled...so..."

Shi Lan took the scroll and opened it without hesitation.

A painting of ink painting is slowly unfolding. In the scroll, a woman in a white dress stands holding a halberd. She has a peerless appearance and a graceful air. Especially the pair of water-cut pupils, like the finishing touch, make the whole painting come alive.

This painting is a work of art.

The purpose of Song Jue's drawing this painting was simply to find an excuse to strike up a conversation with Shi Lan, and bumping into Shi Lan with empty hands would inevitably give people a sense of impoliteness.

But now seeing that Shi Lan seemed to be examining the painting seriously, Song Jue felt a little nervous unconsciously, and suddenly felt a little lack of confidence in his painting skills, which he had always been quite confident in.

"Thank you, Mr. Song Danqing's accomplishments are admirable." Shi Lan rolled up the scroll, looked up at the slightly nervous Song Jue, and thanked her. This feeling of receiving a gift from an admirer made her feel a little subtle .

　Thanks to Yu Yu, Jin Yiwei, Xiao Shang, and my Diao Chan book friends for their support, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)