When competing for the deep magic power, the One-Eyed Venerable should have an advantage, and the chance of winning is at least 70%.

As for the competition for the strength of the spiritual sense, it is indeed the one they are least sure of. The result of the judgment of competing with Wang Lun is 55% open.

But in total, Wang Lun won at most one win, draw and lose, which means he could draw with them at most.

Their chance of winning is obviously more than 70%. If the chance of a draw is included, the chance of not losing is even higher.

It can be said that they have calculated carefully and based on actual conditions, so they can basically guarantee not to lose.

If everything is normal, it can even be said that the victory has been held in the hand.

In the three-game competition, if they can get two wins and one draw, it means they can get two primary holy weapons from Wang Lun.

And if you win all three games, you can get three basic holy weapons!

For them, this level of magic weapon is extremely precious and worth their attempt. Now that Wang Lun agreed, their purpose will be realized soon, they are naturally happy.

Wang Lun said at this time: "The primary holy weapon you have prepared is the best. Let's show it."

The One-Eyed Venerable smiled and said, "Let me ask fellow Taoist Wang to show it first, so that I can open my eyes."

Wang Lun was not unhappy either, so he directly activated the Bone Mountain Seal, Purple Gold Gourd and Treasure Ring to let it float in the air.

With the infusion of magic power, the magic weapon releases its own breath and is easily perceived by the monks. The monks can accurately judge the level of the magic weapon based on the perceived breath.

"Even if I lose all three games, I can still fulfill my oath." Wang Lun said deliberately.

The other party must have heard Liu Qizong talk about his magic weapon situation and knew that he could take out at least three holy weapons and magic weapons.

"Yes," the One-Eyed Venerable nodded, and then showed off his primary holy weapon, "Fellow Daoist Wang, please see."

After the little clock flew out, it became larger in the air and turned into a half-human-high bronze ancient bell. The body of the bell was carved with complex patterns and a wilderness.

Wang Lun sensed it with his spiritual sense and knew that this was indeed a primary holy weapon.

"This bell is called the Great Wilderness Treasure Bell." The One-Eyed Venerable introduced.

Wang Lun nodded.

Old Mrs. Jushi said with a loud voice and threw the black crutch he was leaning on into the air. In an instant, the crutch turned into a black snake, and the snake's head bent down at the ground, as if looking down on the world.

"Black Snake Staff." Old Lady Jushi shouted.

Wang Lun nodded again. The black snake rod also had a cold and cold atmosphere, which contained the same aura as the ghostly tomb stick he had just obtained from the sloppy Taoist. Of course, the black snake rod was far from comparable to the ghostly stick.

Zuo Chou, who was naked, stretched his arms out, and a golden bracelet placed on his left and right wrists slid out, spinning in the air, with golden light on it.

"This is the immortal gold bracelet." Zuo Chou introduced.

"Yes, there's no problem." Wang Lun said.

At this time, the three of them had already put away their primary holy weapons and made careful moves.

In fact, it is impossible to compare with Wang Lun. The holy weapon in their hands is strictly not their own, but the only holy weapon and magic weapon of their respective sects, which belongs to the treasure of the sect!

After all, it is not easy for even a monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul to obtain a private holy weapon that belongs to him. It is impossible for some Nascent Soul Elders of some large sects to have it.

They have practiced for most of their lives and have not obtained any holy weapons and magic weapons that they can use at will.

These three treasures of the sect that they can still use when they serve as the sect leader, and they can often carry them with them, and they have already recognized the master. However, as long as they step down as the sect leader, the magic weapon will be passed to the new sect leader.

After all, the sect leader uses the treasure of the sect to control the sect, which is a symbol of identity.

Therefore, this time they actually used the convenience brought by the identity of the sect leader and used magic weapons that do not belong to them as bets.

Fortunately, they think this bet is not a risky one, and the chances of success are very high, and it is worth doing this.

If the chance of success is not high, they dare not take risks. After all, if they lose and want to give the primary holy weapon to others, they will be sinners of the sect and they cannot afford to lose.

"Who will come first?" Wang Lun asked directly.

"I'll come first." The One-Eyed Venerable shouted directly, comparing with Wang Lun the depth of his magic power first.

This is also agreed in advance.

Because they are three-person round battles, and they compete with Wang Lun, he first consumes Wang Lun's mana. When the first competition is over, Wang Lun's mana will consume a lot of it, and his mental state will be affected accordingly. When the second competition is in the strength of the spiritual consciousness, Wang Lun will be affected by the mental state, and the spiritual output will be affected, and the old lady Jushi can take advantage of it.

In the second game where the old lady Jushi competed with Wang Lun for the strength of his spiritual sense, the chance of winning was the lowest, only 50%. Therefore, if you operate like this, you will be expected to increase the chance of winning.

"Come on," Wang Lun shouted and walked to one end of the yard.

Mana competition means that both sides release mana, allowing pure mana collisions, without involving the application of spells, and both sides will not move.

The One-Eyed Venerable stood firm at the other end, bent his legs, stretched out his arms, and faced Wang Lun's direction. Wang Lun's movements were the same.

"three."

"two."

Old lady Jushi shouted, countdown, "

one".

After the words came, the One-Eyed Venerable mobilized the magic power in the Qi sea and rushed out through his palms. At the beginning, the One-Eyed Venerable used the maximum magic power output!

In the competition of mana, when the two men's mana qualities are almost the same, they compare who has more mana. He uses the strongest mana output from the upwards, which is to force Wang Lun to quickly consume mana, and then he wins with the advantage of more mana.

Bang.

In the middle of the two, invisible mana collision violently and made a loud noise. However, after that, the two mana forces directly contacted and began to consume, as if they had canceled each other, and both methods were quickly disappearing.

The old lady Zuo Chou and Jushi looked at the One-Eyed Venerable. They thought they would see calmness, but the two of them saw that the One-Eyed Venerable's face changed, and their faces clearly had the words "shocked" written on it!

The two were shocked and confused. They couldn't believe that the One-Eyed Venerable would be at a disadvantage as soon as they came up.

Little did he know that at this moment, the One-Eyed Venerable was both inexplicably shocked and extremely shocked. He found that Wang Lun's magic power was even more powerful than his. After the two magic powers came into contact, the opponent's magic power rushed across the center line fiercely and pressed towards him. He was forced to release his magic power desperately, but he is still retreating step by step.

But he used his spiritual sense to investigate, but Wang Lun did not cheat. In fact, the two sides are now competing openly, and no one can cheat. He was even more shocked and did not understand why Wang Lun's magical power quality is so strong. It's not like a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage can cultivate it!

Wang Lun's magic power continued to be suppressed. Although he was still resisting, he felt very uncomfortable and his face turned red.

Old Mrs. Jushi and Zuo Chou, who saw something wrong, were shocked and anxious. Old Mrs. Jushi shouted: "Honor, work harder and hold on!"

Only by persevering can you have the last chance to fight back.

Without the reminder of the old lady Jushi, the One-Eyed Venerable also knew that he had to do this. Once he lost this competition, his Great Wilderness Treasure Bell would be given to Wang Lun!

The One-Eyed Venerable gritted his teeth and insisted, and his magic power was desperately outputting, but the opponent's magic power was still pressing over. In just two breaths, the opponent's magic power was pressing in front of him!

If he continues to consume his magic power, he will either take action to resolve it or avoid it in order to protect himself. However, no matter which one is done, he will violate the rules of this competition and will be directly sentenced to be lost.

The One-Eyed Venerable felt extremely sad, knowing that he was unable to change the situation. After a thousand miles of collapse, the gods could not recover even when they came.

Soon, in order to avoid being covered by the magic power that Wang Lun suppressed, the One-Eyed Venerable was forced to jump away, and then looked dejected.

If he lost, he actually lost so simply that he never expected it.
Chapter completed!