Qin Yang went in, and Ling Qiansui had to wait two quarters of an hour later. However, the two quarters of an hour outside was equivalent to more than two days inside. So after Qin Yang got in, he made a brief arrangement and got the No. 3 training room, so he went in.

Of course, seeing Qin Yang returning in such a short time, several people in the management office, including Xiaoyao, who sells tea, were all stunned, thinking that Qin Yang is really a cultivator.

The training room was exactly the same as the No. 6 training room he used last time, and there was no need to adapt. Qin Yang adjusted the gravity suppression to 5,000 times and did not dare to directly reach the 6,000 times he had endured last time. As a result, he found that he could easily bear it. Even after 6,000 times, it was still relatively relaxed.

"Then let's improve it a little bit, and increase it ten times at a time."

So Qin Yang adjusted the gravity multiple bit by bit until it reached 6,700 times, and then he felt palpitations and breathless, and it was really unbearable. So he simply retreated it back to 6,500 times, leaving a little margin, which would make it easier to read books.

In two days, Qin Yang once again returned to his terrible and crazy cultivation state. Moreover, during these two days, he had been referring to the reference books he borrowed to assist his original speculations. No one disturbed him here, and many of Qin Yang's ideas seemed to be slowly gathering and forming.

In this state of high concentration, two days passed quickly. Qin Yang shook his neck and stood up with a smile: "It just happened that after I rested, I was in a good state of mind. The most important thing is that the time was just right. If the calculation was good, the idiot Ling Lian should have come in."

"But, let's grind his temper first and let him wait for a while. Let's go take a shower first, haha."

As a result, when Qin Yang walked out of the training room, Ling Lian had already been waiting in Xiaoyao's teahouse. Seeing Qin Yang coming out, Ling Lian rushed over immediately, and even wanted to grab Qin Yang's collar: "Baby, I thought you didn't dare to come out!"

Qin Yang shook his head: "What's there to dare to do? Even if you are eighth-level Emperor Realm, I can beat you into meat sauce, let alone you are limited to sixth-level Emperor Realm now?"

Ling Qiansui was a little cautious and sneered: "What do you rely on?"

Qin Yang ignored it and walked straight to the door of the Killing Skills Competition Museum. Of course, Ling Qiansui couldn't wait to follow him. However, Ling Qiansui was already a little regretful now, thinking that he was too reckless. After all, if he had the sixth level of the Emperor Realm, he might not be able to win.

At first, he agreed to it because he had the soft armor of the god hedgehog on his body and should be able to win at the same level. But now it seems that Qin Yang seems to be full of confidence. So Ling Qiansui is also a little careful.

As for the "Heavenly Hedgehog Soft Armor", it is said that his father Ling Hanyu captured a magical beast of the eighth grade of the Emperor Realm. It was as big as a wolf but covered with hard thorns. Every hair was spiked, like a weird big hedgehog! Moreover, this spike could even stab the Emperor of the Emperor Realm.

Moreover, although the skin of this strange beast is soft, it is very tough and strong. Generally speaking, the ordinary extreme realm emperor attacks with all his strength, but it may not be able to break it out after three or five strokes.

Later, Ling Hanyu asked the weapon refiner of the Baiqi Sect to refine the skin of the strange beast into a pair of close-fitting soft armor, which can be hidden in the outer garment. If you don’t use force, the little thorns on the soft armor will fall and be very docile; and once you use your soul power to activate, the little thorns will explode and you will prick whoever touches them.

This thing is considered a treasure in the imperial realm, but it is not very valuable among the powerful people in the imperial realm. Therefore, when Ling Qiansui came to study, Ling Hanyu gave it to Ling Qiansui to prevent him. Anyway, using this thing in the academy is already amazing enough.

In addition, there is also a sword in the Ling Qiansui Star Ring given by his father. This sword has nine large rings, which are heavy and powerful, and is more suitable for power-type soul cultivators like Ling Qiansui. The premise that this sword can cut an emperor-level master is that you have enough power and will not be destroyed anyway. Therefore, this thing is also a pretty good treasure.

A thick-backed nine-ring knife and a piece of God Hedgehog soft armor, both offense and defense.

After entering, Qin Yang closed the door of the Killing Arts Competition Hall and turned on the competition mode. Ling Qiansui didn't care. He felt that Qin Yang might be bluffing, after all, from a small force like Zizai Tian, ​​how many treasures can he have to defend himself? And at the same level, if the treasures are not as good as him, then he will basically win.

"Boy, I'm using treasures." Ling Qiansui sneered and took out the thick nine-ring knife from the star ring. The back of the knife was extremely thick, and the nine fists-sized iron rings were clanging.

However, this guy didn't say that he was wearing the soft armor of the god hedgehog! This was obviously a black man, thinking of Qin Yang being unprepared for the bad luck. Because if anyone was stabbed by this thing, it would be over and there would be poisonous on it!

At the beginning, Ling Hanyu did not tempt poison on it. Later, Ling Qiansui found the people from the Hundred Artifact Academy and asked the weapon refiner there to temper some highly poisons. Any powerful man in the imperial realm who was caught in this poison would fall into a coma in an instant. If Ling Qiansui's special antidote was not used, he would even die on the spot. So using this method, he could easily slander many people in the same realm.

Qin Yang looked at this guy and always felt something was wrong, so he asked, "It's all the masters. What kind of long gowns are you wearing or civilized? Could it be that you are wearing armor or something?"

I'll take a look and see through it at a glance. Ling Qiansui felt that Qin Yang was too difficult to deal with.

Seeing Ling Qiansui a little at a loss, Qin Yang understood everything and sighed: "There are regulations in this Killing Arts Competition Museum that only those who come to learn skills are not allowed to use treasures easily. If you use treasures, then once you lose, the treasures will belong to the other party."

This is the rule of the Killing Arts Competition Museum, not what Qin Yang himself said.

Ling Qiansui nodded and snorted: "I came here more than 700 years ago than you, of course I know."

"At this time, I'm showing off my old qualifications," Qin Yang smiled, but before Ling Qiansui got angry, he continued, "And if you wear a treasure armor inside, I'm sorry, this is a treasure weapon and will belong to me at that time. So if you want to use it, you have to think about it in advance."

Ling Qiansui was furious: "Why do you say that this hedgehog's soft armor belongs to you? You haven't won yet!"

Qin Yang smiled: "A stupid guy, look, you admit that you are wearing a treasure armor?"

Ling Qiansui was speechless immediately.

But Qin Yang was not finished yet and smiled and said, "Since there is a word 'heedgehog' in the armor, it still looks like it is thorny."

Ling Qiansui continued to be speechless.

Qin Yang said happily again: "And according to your virtue, it is very likely to be poisoned on the soft armor, right?"

Ling Qiansui almost cried.
Chapter completed!