My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

No one expected that the final round of the competition between the two sects, which was also the one that decided the outcome, would see such a huge difference in strength between the two sides.

Looking at the cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining in front of him, Situ Lang felt a little depressed. It would not be a glorious thing to win the competition with this man in front of so many disciples from the five sects.

Situ Lang looked Chu Ci up and down for dozens of times before he pouted and said:

"Youngsters on the opposite side, sign up for another fight."

He behaved like a high-level monk.

"I am Chuci of the Jinfu Sect."

"Who is the Master?"

This sentence is Situ Lang's favorite question, because his master is Wuji, one of the four ancestors of the sect, and this is also what he is most proud of.

"There is no master."

Chu Ci was not lying. How could a menial disciple like him have a master?

"Oh? You're self-taught."

Situ Lang said in pretended surprise.

Everyone burst into laughter, and Situ Lang continued to ask:

"What is your status in the Golden Talisman Sect?"

"I am a chores disciple who is responsible for cutting down trees."

Hahahaha, everyone burst into laughter again, even Situ Lang laughed out of anger.

The two elders Gu Bai in the stands also felt ashamed at this time, thinking that Chu Ci could just make up a master, but not only did he not have a master, he also insisted on saying that he was a menial disciple.

Situ Lang stopped laughing and said, "Since when can menial disciples participate in the Five Sects Competition? Does the Golden Talisman Sect have no one left to use?"

After hearing this, Chu Ci bowed slowly and said:

"There are many talented people in our Jin Fu Sect. All of you brothers and sisters are much more powerful than me, but you are just being polite to each other. But in my opinion, although my cultivation is mediocre, I am not sure that you will win."

As soon as these words came out, Situ Lang's face changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice: "Boy, what did you say?"

Chu Ci's expression did not change at all, and he said loudly: "I think Senior Brother Situ may not be able to defeat a chorus disciple like me."

This sentence was spoken very loudly, and everyone in the field showed an incredible expression.

Even the several Jindan stage elders in the stands were stunned. They really couldn't see how this sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator could defeat Situ Lang.

Master Taixu smiled and said, "Brother Gu Lao, your errand disciple is really good at boasting, but I wonder if his own strength is also that great."

Situ Lang on the field laughed in anger: "Okay, okay, since you insist on humiliating yourself, let's get started."

Seeing that both sides had talked to this point, Master Yun Hui, who was outside the field, immediately announced the start of the game.

"Boy, you make the first move. My cultivation is four levels higher than yours, so I will let you make four moves today. I will not dodge or evade the first four moves. Just use whatever you are capable of."

Having said this, Situ Lang stood proudly with his hands behind his back.

Chu Ci rolled his eyes, took out a fire python talisman, and said to Situ Lang:

"I advise Senior Brother Situ to take back what he just said. I do have a talisman."

Seeing the talisman in Chu Ci's hand, Situ Lang laughed out loud.

"Boy, use as many talismans as you can. If I dodge, I will lose."

"In that case, please take my first move, senior brother..." After Chu Ci finished speaking, he threw the fire python talisman in his hand over.

Situ Lang curled his lips in disdain, without moving at all. He just moved his eyes slightly, and the fire python talisman actually exploded out of thin air.

Chu Ci was full of admiration: "Brother, you are really amazing. I will increase the power of this second move tenfold to see if you can still catch it."

As he spoke, he took out ten Fire Python Talismans and threw them at Situ Lang.

Situ Lang's expression remained unchanged. With a wave of his sleeves, the ten fire python talismans all exploded out of thin air.

Chu Ci was still the same as before and said:

"Brother is indeed amazing, so I will increase my power tenfold in my third move."

Ten times more? Situ Lang frowned, thinking that this man couldn't possibly come up with a hundred Fire Python Talismans.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he discovered that Chu Ci had a thick stack of talismans in his hand and threw them to him with a smile.

Although it is impossible to count the exact number at a glance, their power should not be underestimated.

It would be fine for Situ Lang to dodge at this moment, but how could he go back on his promise after making such a big promise before?

So he hurriedly took out a strange-shaped shield to protect himself.

Boom, a deafening explosion sounded.

After the thick smoke cleared, Situ Lang remained motionless, and the shield in front of him blocked all the talismans.

However, at this moment, the spiritual power in his body was constantly surging. It was the first time for him to receive so many talismans at one time since he entered the world of cultivating immortals.

Seeing that this man actually took his one hundred Fire Python Talismans without dodging, Chu Ci couldn't help but admire him secretly. If it were him, it would be impossible for him to do that. It seems that Situ Lang's strength is definitely higher than his.

"Brother, you are indeed good at it. In that case, I will increase it tenfold. Brother, please take this fourth move." When saying this, Chu Ci still had that indifferent expression on his face.

But Situ Lang's heart skipped a beat. If we increase it tenfold, that would be a thousand!

Could it be that this errand disciple of the Golden Talisman Sect in front of him could really take out so many talismans at once? If that were the case, he would definitely not be able to resist.

Just when he was wondering, he saw a large number of talismans appear in front of Chu Ci, a black mass floating in front of him.

Situ Lang's head buzzed and he was so frightened that his soul left his body. His body involuntarily wanted to escape. If these one thousand talismans were really thrown at him, he would probably die instantly.

In fact, Chu Ci only took out more than 600 pieces. Although he had 100,000 pieces of talisman paper, it was impossible for him to refine too many of these Fire Python Talismans.

However, Situ Lang did not have the time to think carefully. He was thinking quickly in his mind, whether to save his life or his face. In just a moment, he made his choice: to save his life.

Thinking of this, Situ Lang shouted:

"and many more!"

After he finished speaking, seeing that Chu Ci did not make a move, Situ Lang felt a little relieved and continued, "Chu Ci! What I just said about letting you use four moves does not include the use of talismans."

Chu Ci smiled and said, "Brother Situ, just now you said that you can use as many talismans as you want, and everyone present heard it. Are you going to regret it?"

"I...anyway, I make sure your four moves don't include talismans!" Situ Lang shouted angrily.

“Haha, in that case, I will take back the talisman, and now please, senior brother, make the move.” As he said that, he collected all the fire python talismans in front of Chu Ci into his storage ring.

Situ Lang stared at the person in front of him with a very grim expression. Suddenly, the spiritual power in his body increased suddenly. A gust of wind rose out of nowhere and radiated out in all directions with his body as the center. His purple clothes were also blown by the wind and fluttered continuously.

Situ Lang shouted and raised his right hand. At the same time, a colorful spiritual hand suddenly formed behind him and struck towards Chu Ci at lightning speed.