Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

"So you just came out like that?!"

"Um......"

"And we've made a pact???"

Shen Qiao sat cross-legged on the ground, his face full of depression, "Ah..."

A quarter of an hour ago, Yan Zun, who had just sent someone in and had not had time to leave, only heard a loud vibration coming from inside, and then saw the little girl he had just sent in being bounced out.

At most ten seconds, really. She had been in charge of the sword tomb for a thousand years. She had seen people staying inside and refusing to come out, but this was the first time she had seen someone being "driven" out as soon as he entered.

It's rare in the world!

Shen Qiao was playing with the thing in his hand. He didn't have the chance to see it clearly just now, but now he found that it was actually a long, black iron umbrella.

There are some dark patterns drawn with silver ink on the umbrella surface, but they are not ordinary talismans or mythical beasts. It seems more like someone casually drew them with a pen. The pattern spirals out from the tip of the umbrella in the middle until it finally touches the edge of the umbrella. The ink is drawn from dark to light in one stroke, which does give it a casual and unrestrained look.

Then he tried the umbrella handle, which was about one meter long. Although it was an umbrella, it felt lighter than a sword. There was an imperceptible mechanism at the bottom of the handle. Shen Qiao tried pressing it and heard a slight sound of the blades being unsheathed. A full thirty hidden blades popped out from the edge of the umbrella. This umbrella, which seemed to be only used to keep out the rain, actually became an excellent assassination weapon.

"Interesting." Yan Zun watched with interest from the side, and on a whim, he threw a fireball to Shen Qiao.

Shen Qiao understood and raised his umbrella to block it.

As soon as the fireball touched the umbrella, it made a sizzling sound, but when the fireball went out, the umbrella was not damaged at all.

Yan Zun's eyes lit up immediately, "Not bad, although a bit strange, but it can be regarded as a divine weapon."

Shen Qiao laughed bitterly.

Is this her punishment for fighting Zhu Yu with an oil-paper umbrella?

Seeing that Shen Qiao was not in high spirits, Yan Zun patted her shoulder comfortingly, "You just said that this umbrella came to you directly to form a bond?"

Shen Qiao nodded, "Yes."

"That's quite strange." Yan Zun touched his chin and looked down at Shen Qiao thoughtfully.

"It's rare for a spiritual weapon to actively seek out its master. Although the artifacts in the sword tomb have existed for at least a thousand years, most of them are actually not spiritually intelligent. That's why they are called 'human-chosen artifacts.'"

"But since it took the initiative to find you, it means you and it are destined to be together. Moreover, this umbrella is definitely very intelligent. The reason those swords didn't come into contact with you is probably not because they are avoiding you, but because they are intimidated by the umbrella and dare not come to you."

After saying this, Yan Zun nodded meaningfully, "In short, it has taken a fancy to you."

Shen Qiao: “…”

Why does it sound so weird?

Anyway, whether she accepted it or not, it didn't matter. Shen Qiao followed Yan Zun to register the information of the iron umbrella. Yan Zun saw that it was inconvenient for her to hold the umbrella due to her size, and originally wanted to give her a storage bracelet or something. However, as soon as they talked about this topic, the more than one-meter-long umbrella turned into a silver light on the spot, and wrapped around Shen Qiao's wrist like a small snake, turning into a light silver bracelet.

Well, it's quite sensible, as if it's afraid that Shen Qiao doesn't want it.

"Kite."

On the way back from Yan Zun's level, Shen Qiao repeated the name he had given to the umbrella as he walked.

"You are so good at running and jumping. I'm glad I didn't call you a grasshopper." Shen Qiao deliberately joked. The umbrella seemed to understand and buzzed slightly.

Yan Zun said that Que Yuan's attribute is water, and Yin water is cold, which happens to complement the skills she is practicing now. In the future, she can bring Que Yuan with her when practicing, which will be more conducive to the mutual coordination between the person and the weapon.

In fact, Shen Qiao didn't dislike it, she was just curious. Why did such a spiritual object choose her? And looking at the overall design of the umbrella, for some reason, it always reminded her of something else.

That’s right, it’s Wang You’s black sword.

Could it be that the sword was also brought out from the sword tomb?

"Junior sister!"

The loud shout caught Shen Qiao's attention. She looked up and saw Li Yue standing at the foot of the mountain waving at her.

Shen Qiao held an umbrella and performed the Liang Yi Steps. Soon, she was in front of Li Yue. "Senior Sister?"

Li Yue noticed her large, pitch-black umbrella from afar. Although he was puzzled, he didn't ask any further questions. Seeing her coming down, he put his arm around her shoulders and said as they walked, "Two strange inner disciples came to the arena today. One of them wields a sword. I just tried my hand at it and found that his style is about three to four points similar to yours, so I thought I'd ask if you want to give it a try?"

Is it similar to her style? That's unlikely. She combined the sword manuals of Yun Zhi and the Library Pavilion. It's impossible that she learned it from someone else during the last competition?

"Fight, of course we have to fight." Shen Qiao was obviously interested.

I haven't had the chance to try out the power of the kite yet. Isn't this a good opportunity that comes right to me?

"Senior Sister, you just mentioned this sword, what about the other one?"

Li Yue responded, "The other one wields an iron rod, which doesn't look like an ordinary weapon. He's more active than the brother who wields a sword, but his moves are fierce and he's not someone you can easily provoke."

"Master Chef guessed you'd definitely join in the fun, so he told me to give you a few more words of advice. If you really can't win, just stop at the right time. It's just a way to gain experience. Especially, don't let you vomit blood and faint like last time."

Shen Qiao scratched his head embarrassedly, "No, I will definitely restrain myself."

Li Yue patted her shoulder and said, "Hey, that's not right. I remember you were going to the Sword Tomb today. Haven't you gone yet?"

Shen Qiao looked at Li Yue's sincere gaze and smiled politely, "I went. I've already chosen and registered."

Li Yue instantly became interested. "So fast? What did you choose?"

"Well..."

Shen Qiao pretended to be mysterious and placed the iron umbrella on his left shoulder. "Keep it secret."

Because of the precedent set by Shen Qiao last time, there were obviously many more outer disciples willing to go on stage to fight. Li Yue felt a little relieved, at least he didn't have to chase people and throw them onto the stage.

I heard that Wang Yu'an also fought a fight and was seriously injured. He was taken away for treatment as soon as he got off the ring.

When they arrived, the game had not yet ended, so Shen Qiao and Li Yue went to the stands to watch the game for a while.

The one fighting on the stage was the young man in black clothes and wielding a stick that Li Yue had mentioned. Although he looked unfamiliar, he had a good-looking face, especially his pair of charming peach blossom eyes. The slightest frown of his eyebrows made many female cultivators in the audience blush.

The other swordsman that Li Yue mentioned was currently sitting in the waiting area. From his dignified and serious appearance, one could tell that he did not like crowds, but he had excellent perception. As soon as Shen Qiao looked over, he made eye contact with this man.

The two smiled at each other, which surprised Shen Qiao a little.

She always thought that people as elegant and handsome as Yun Zhi didn't like to look at people with a smile.

Two new characters that I don’t recognize.

Shen Qiao looked at him calmly and bowed to the senior brother in white as a response.

Attention once again turned to the person on the ring.

This man's style was unlike any stick technique she knew, and it seemed to have some sword and gun techniques. Anyway, he looked quite flexible, especially with such a level of proficiency. It would take at least ten or eight years of experience to achieve this level of proficiency.

With a loud bang, the outer disciple on the stage was thrown off the stage by a stick.

The young man in black, who had just experienced the fight, didn't seem to feel tired at all. He didn't even breathe a breath. He picked up the stick in one hand and glanced around. "Anyone else want to try?"

Shen Qiao raised his hand and stood up at the right time, "I'll do it!"