Chapter 3137: Wang Tieshu, What Are You Up To?

After verification, Fellow Daoist Wang is indeed a sword cultivator, his qualifications are correct, the match continues.

What?

As the referee's words fell, the male disciple was dumbfounded, looking at the referee with an expression of disbelief.

No, open your eyes and look—she doesn't have the slightest appearance of a sword cultivator at all!

Isn't this just a body cultivator?

But the referee simply ignored him; those big shots have already decided, so there's no room for you to question.

Being stared at by him was really annoying, so the referee spoke up.

Please continue the match.

You you you……

Hearing this, the male disciple trembled with anger, pointing at the referee, "You guys are playing like this, right?"

But before he could speak, Wang Tieshu already walked forward carrying his great sword.

Kid, just now you said I'm not a sword cultivator.

Huh???

He only felt a shadow envelop him; the disciple turned his head, looking at the tall and sturdy Wang Tieshu, and couldn't help but swallow.

After their previous exchange, he was certain that this person before him was not normal; his strength was unprecedented in ancient times.

Just thinking about having to continue sparring with her makes this male disciple feel nauseous.

Especially after his words, he slowly raised the sword in his hand, poised to strike down fiercely.

I'll let you see today whether I am really a sword cultivator.

I concede.

But before Wang Tieshu's great sword could fall, the disciple simply chose to concede.

What a joke, this can't be fought; there's no way to fight at all.

Hearing that, the referee didn't waste words and directly announced the match result.

For a moment, the disciple actually felt a sense of relief.

However, at that very moment, the victorious Wang Tieshu did not step down from the platform.

Although she didn't know the details of what Zhao Zhengping and Xu Jie had just done, it didn't hinder her from learning.

As long as it's for Hong Zun's benefit, how could she, Wang Tieshu, be absent?

Even disciples like Zhao Zhengping and Xu Jie could do this for Hong Zun, so as her dao companion she should certainly do better; how could she fall short?

So even before Zhao Zhengping and the others were sparring, Wang Tieshu had already calculated in his mind what to do when she went on stage.

Now the time has finally come; only Wang Tieshu remained standing on the shattered platform ruins.

Seeing her appearance, the referee beside her frowned and said.

Fellow Daoist Wang, you've won; is there anything else?

No problem, I just have a few things I want to say.

You also have something to say?

As soon as these words were spoken, the referee suddenly had a bad feeling, not just him but everyone around as well.

How does it feel so familiar?

Under countless gazes, Wang Tieshu took a deep breath, and immediately a ring emitting purple-gold light flew out from his chest.

The ring slowly rose, leaving everyone utterly bewildered.

What is this thing? Hurry up and come down after the fight.

But before the crowd could react, many suddenly felt their side swords being uncontrollably pulled by something, flying out of their hands uncontrollably.

Even if stored in a space ring, they couldn't escape.

The direction of the pull was toward that purple-gold ring hovering in midair.

What kind of treasure is this?

Moreover, the many strong ones on the high platform all changed color, and someone couldn't help but shout.

The Ancestral Artifact Divine Ring of Weapon King Immortal City? Why is it in her hand?

This Ancestral Artifact Divine Ring can be said to be the emblem of Weapon King Immortal City, always possessed by successive city lords.

It is said to be the first magical artifact forged by the Human Race of the Immortal Realm.

It can restrain all magical artifacts in the world and possesses tremendous power.

But how did this Ancestral Artifact Divine Ring end up in Wang Tieshu's hands? Did the lord of Weapon King Immortal City also give it to her?

However, before anyone could figure out the reason, they felt even their own swords being forcibly sucked and pulled by the Ancestral Artifact Divine Ring, flying uncontrollably toward it.

My sword.

Someone couldn't help but clench their teeth and shout, but everything happened too fast to stop.

For a moment, in midair, around the purple-gold-light-emitting Ancestral Artifact Divine Ring, various swords encircled it.

At the same time, Wang Tieshu's voice finally sounded.

Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestor; this is Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestor, my elder brother Hong Zun shall be the number one sword immortal of the Immortal Realm.

Huh???

Hearing Wang Tieshu's thunderous shout, everyone present was stunned.

No, what do you mean Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestor? Isn't it just that you used the Ancestral Artifact Divine Ring to suck them over?

Those swords are all you yourself controlling the Ancestral Artifact Divine Ring, then having them hover around— is that Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestor? How dare you be so fake?

Especially the strong ones on the high platform couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.

After going to all that trouble, in the end it's just for this? Still stubbornly praising Hong Zun.

But you damn have practically had enough already, disciples have arrived, and you also want a wave of dao companions? And each one is more outrageous than the last.

You Wang Tieshu don't even avoid people at all, and right in front of everyone you bring out the Ancestral Artifact Divine Ring.

Using the Ancestral Artifact Divine Ring, you forcibly suck and pull their precious swords, and then you still have the nerve to say something like 'Myriad Swords Return to the Sect'—your family's Myriad Swords Return to the Sect is this kind of return method?

Someone finally couldn't hold back and spoke.

"Hong Zun, is the event your Divine Sword Peak is hosting really a Sword Immortal Assembly, or is it just your personal commendation ceremony? That's about enough."

The assembly has proceeded to this point, and while few remember the sparring of the various Heavenly Pride, the two words 'Hong Zun' are deeply etched into everyone's minds.

You damn want to become famous so badly you've gone crazy.

Upon hearing this, Qi Xiong and the others already wished to stand up and leave, losing face—it's truly losing face, damn losing face.

This is just damn bragging.

As for Hong Zun, his complexion had just recovered a bit, but then it turned completely red again.

His angry gaze fixed on Wang Tieshu on the stage, seeing that she was about to say something.

"Myriad Swords Return to the Sect, your precious swords all acknowledge Hong Ge, Hong Ge truly deserves the name……"

"Shut your mouth."

He shouted in anger, Hong Zun's whole body trembling with rage, pointing at Wang Tieshu and gritting his teeth as he questioned.

"Wang Tieshu, what the hell do you guys actually want to do."

Hong Zun is really numb now, one after another—what the hell do you guys want to do? Today his old face must be completely lost here, right?

But facing Hong Zun's questioning, Wang Tieshu replied with a clear expression.

"Hong Ge, I… I am just following Zhengping and them."

What Wang Tieshu said is not wrong; she also doesn't know why she's doing this, just seeing Zhao Zhengping and them act like that, so she does the same.

Anyway, it's just boasting about Hong Ge; in Wang Tieshu's view, that boasting is enough—what's there to think about?

Upon hearing that, Hong Zun's chest tightened with anger—you damn don't know anything, yet you're following along and causing trouble.