Chen Qian agreed with this statement from the bottom of his heart, because if the terrain of the man with a deep nose and cheeks on the eagle that day was like this square, let alone ambushing the Red Star Sword on the ground, it would be impossible even if it was a battle before burying the sword.

With his body visible at a glance, he may be killed in a short while.

Of course, if the terrain was the same when they escaped that day, they would not have left the man trying to ambush the eagle-deep nose and cheeks.

"It seems they have to fight for a while." The giant man surnamed Guo said impatiently, and then blinked at the old Taoist Ping, "I see that Lao Gu is so anxious to go to the battle, so he must be interested in something. He is also idle. Should we guess what he likes?"

"Does he still need to guess? He has long been thinking about a defensive magic weapon, and he must have fallen in love with that shield." Fairy Fang said from the side.

"Not necessarily, that talisman looks extraordinary. Just one talisman can be placed on the table side by side with the intermediate magic weapon, so there must be a reason." The giant man surnamed Guo retorted.

Chen Qian thought about it and said that the value of the things on the long table was exactly the same, and it shouldn't be much different. He couldn't help but look at the giant man surnamed Guo with admiration. He thought he was just a rough man, but he didn't expect that he would observe so carefully.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly realized that the giant man surnamed Guo chose the stone plate without hesitation among the five items. This stone plate was probably extraordinary.

"I think the box is a bit mysterious. It is so flat that it is unlikely to be used to put spirit stones, otherwise there will only be a hundred spirit stones inside, which is much different from other things. I guess there may be good things inside." Old Dao Ping touched his beard and recalled.

"Forget it, stop guessing, just look at fellow Taoist Gu. If something happens, we can respond in time." Fairy Fang shook her head and said, then turned her head and continued to stare at the battle in the field with concentration.

This battle was indeed a protracted battle. Both sides made no mistakes or flaws. In the end, the Confucian scholar of the ancient surname was a little worse than the other party, so he had no choice but to admit defeat.

According to the previous agreement, both parties should go into the hall to select items, but Old Master Ping happily signaled the middle-aged man Qinghuang to go in alone.

The other party was very puzzled, but he would not refuse such kindness on his own initiative, so he gave a gift to him and went to the hall to select items.

"Master, why did you let someone on the other side enter? Are you not afraid that he will take everything away?" Chen Qian asked in confusion.

"First of all, I want to sell my favors. The other party's strength is similar to ours, and I am also a casual cultivator. I may have the opportunity to cooperate in the future, so I don't need to make the scene too stiff. Secondly, his magic power is also very expensive, so I should not be able to unlock other restrictions. Besides, it generally takes tea time to unlock a restrictions. If he spends more time, it will not be too late for us to go in again at that time." Old Taoist Ping explained.

Juhan, Guo's surname, and Fairy Fang, also said that Old Dao Ping had mentioned this matter with them before, and they also thought it would be better to do so.

Chen Qian nodded thoughtfully.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man from Qinghuang came out after a cup of tea. After coming out, he nodded to this side, then walked back to his team and sat down.

When the people there saw that he had retrieved the items safely, they did not do anything, so they nodded and smiled. The tension brought by the previous two battles was wiped out, which showed a sense of friendly exchanges.

Here, Old Taoist Ping saw Fairy Fang seemingly stepped forward unintentionally, so he got up and walked into the middle and said loudly: "I wonder which fellow Taoist on the other side is willing to give me advice?"

The old man surnamed Fang stood up with a smile and said, "I have had so many dealings with fellow Taoists, so naturally there should be a beginning and an end."

Old Dao Ping smiled slightly, bowed and said, "Please."

"Please." The old man surnamed Fang also gave a gift. Then he took out his magic weapon to sacrifice it in the sky, which was also a common sword-shaped magic weapon. Old Taoist Ping nodded and threw the whisk in his hand into the sky. Then he used fireball technique to fight with the old man surnamed Fang.

This battle was actually almost the same as when he fought against the man with deep nose and cheeks last time. The sword of the old man surnamed Fang was also an intermediate magic weapon, but he was not the eighth level of Qi refining, but the seventh level, so the whisk of the old man Ping successfully entangled his sword and did not let it break out. Later, because the whisk of the old man Ping Laodao was only a primary magic weapon, the consumption of mana and the divine consciousness used were much lower than that of the old man surnamed Fang. The scene gradually became beneficial to the old man Ping Laodao. In the end, the old man surnamed Fang had insufficient magic power and could only bow to the old man Ping to express his defeat.

"I'll give in." Seeing this, Old Dao Ping put away the whisk, and the old man surnamed Fang also took advantage of the opportunity to take over his sword.

"Skills are not as good as people, but skills are not as good as people." The old man surnamed Fang shook his head and sighed.

"Then let's go into the hall together." Old Master Ping was no longer humble and took the initiative to invite the other party to go into the hall together to watch and collect items.

"No, no, since you have given me a peach before, we should repay you with a pet. Fellow Taoist can enter the palace to get the treasure." The old man surnamed Fang waved his hand and said readily.

Old Taoist Ping looked at the other people opposite and nodded to agree with the decision of the old man surnamed Fang. It seemed that they had already discussed it before. Old Taoist Ping was no longer polite, bowed to everyone opposite, and walked into the hall. After a cup of tea, he walked out and sat next to Chen Qian.

The seventh-level monk who has not yet competed on the field now happens to be the only female monk on both sides - Fairy Fang and a middle-aged Taoist nun opposite. The girl seemed to be the disciple of the middle-aged Taoist nun. Since Chen Qian saw the girl, he noticed that she had been standing next to the Taoist nun.

Fairy Fang and the middle-aged Taoist nun looked at each other and stood up. Fairy Fang gave a bow first. The middle-aged Taoist nun also bowed his head and didn't say much. They each sacrificed their magic weapons to the sky. Fairy Fang's magic weapon was a jade flute, but the middle-aged Taoist nun's magic weapon was a green long-necked jade bottle.

These two magic weapons are both jade-like, and the sound of the collision is very crisp and pleasant. The two of them also started to move on the ground. Coincidentally, both of them were practicing water-based techniques. For a moment, the ice cones flew around and the temperature in the field dropped sharply. However, the middle-aged Taoist nun's magical accuracy seemed a bit poor. Most of the ice cones hit the ground, and the center of the square was covered with small ice surfaces formed after the ice cones hit the ground.

"Master, what did you choose?"
Chapter completed!