Fifty drawings each?

Jiang Xinyue's competitive spirit is already ready to move.

"Don't you dare?" Yang Tianming smiled.

The last three words completely aroused Jiang Xinyue.

"Why don't you dare to compete, just compete!" Jiang Xinyue waved her small fist.

She knew Yang Tianming did it on purpose, but she just refused to admit defeat and just wanted to give it a try.

"Okay, if you lose, within three days, you will do whatever I ask you to do." Yang Tianming said.

"Hmph, what if you lose?" Jiang Xinyue asked back.

"Same, if I lose, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"Okay! Just a word is certain, whoever cheats will be a puppy."

Yang Tianming smiled but said nothing. He had already divided the talisman paper and talisman drawing tools. The two of them held the pen and dipped it in the talisman water.

"start."

The two of them started writing together, and they were writing together.

In a blink of an eye, in less than a minute, a yang talisman was drawn.

It looks like the same degree and the same color.

Jiang Xinyue raised her chin and continued to draw.

The second, the third, the fourth...

Their qualities are still comparable, and they are comparable.

Until the tenth time, Jiang Xinyue's mistake rate appeared, and this talisman painting was ruined, while Yang Tianming was still perfect.

So, she was left behind by Yang Tianming.

But God seemed to be very fair. At the twelfth road, Yang Tianming made a mistake and also lost one. Jiang Xinyue followed the trend and the two of them were leveled again.

After this time, the monthly in Jiangxin has become faster and more stable.

Yang Tianming still looked like that, neither too fast nor too slow, but the degree was still not set by Jiang Xinyue.

On the fifteenth road, Jiang Xinyue made a mistake again.

Coincidentally, Yang Tianming's sixteenth path also made a mistake.

Still don't want to get up and down.

Twenty paths, thirty paths, forty paths...

Jiang Xinyue became more and more excited.

Although she has painted more than 200 yang talismans, she has never been as excited as she is today, nor has she painted it so quickly.

She felt that she still had great potential.

only……

Compared to the boy beside her, she always feels that victory is only a little bit short of a victory!

Yes, every time I see she will be over, but it's just a little bit short of it, which makes her unable to get over.

And every time it is so "scheming". She draws one piece, and Yang Tianming will draw one piece as well.

How could it be such a coincidence?

Jiang Xinyue had already thought of something.

Until the 43rd Yang Talisman...

Jiang Xinyue made another mistake.

But Yang Tianming went on smoothly.

Until the fiftieth Yang Talisman was finished, there was no mistake, and Jiang Xinyue was only one left, and she was very sorry to lose.

Jiang Xinyue clenched her fists and said, "Damn it, it's just a little bit short!"

"Yes, it's just a little bit short. I didn't expect you to be so powerful. If I don't work hard, I will be beaten by you."

Yang Tianming smiled while packing up his anger and a hundred yang talismans that had just been drawn, and returned to the room with a smile.

Jiang Xinyue was stunned.

Did you really almost win?

Is that guy deliberately giving in to himself?

She was confused again for a moment.

As a result, Yang Tianming's head came out again: "Twenty soul-guiding talismans, twenty soul-controlling talismans, and...the Yang talismans come another hundred!"

Yang Tianming smiled

typical.

Jiang Xinyue gritted her teeth: "Are you Yang Fuguan?"

"Don't worry, I like it." The door was closed.

In the room, Yang Tianming took off the peach wood sword, took out these hundred yang talismans, took a deep breath, eliminated distracting thoughts, and began to refine this powerful magic weapon.

The peach wood sword has been refined twice. Although it is not weak, it has not been truly refined successfully.

With these hundred yang talismans again, it is basically enough.

Start refining.

Turn yang talismans into yang fire to nourish the peach wood sword with yang energy.

This process is very slow.

It took him a few hours later that he finally came out of seclusion.

"It's done, look at my baby!"

Yang Tianming immediately took out the refined peach wood sword and took out the room.

Outside, Jiang Xinyue, who was drawing talismans, and Du Xiaodie, Ding Qiuya, and Xie Xiaona who had already returned, all gathered here.

"This is... the sword you used today?" Jiang Xinyue was shocked when she saw it.

In the evening, when Yang Tianming was fighting with the faceless ghost, she had seen the Taomu Sword.

But that was a peach wood sword, which was dark red and looked rough, like an ordinary wooden sword.

And now the hand in front of you is bright red, as dazzling as burning fire, and you can see a fiery red thing flowing back and forth in the sword body.

“It looks so good!”

Du Xiaodie and the others didn't know the magic weapon, but this sword was so beautiful that it was like a work of art, so how could you not like it?

Yang Tianming shook the peach wood sword in his hand and said, "I'm so bragging that this peach wood sword is basically top-notch in terms of attack power and magic weapon. Please take a closer look at the inspiration on it."

Good things, Yang Tianming also wants to show off.

Everyone looked carefully.

Sure enough, after looking closely, a faint layer of inspiration appeared on the sword, about a few millimeters long.

Spiritual light is a unique symbol of spiritual weapons. Although this peach wood sword is not a spiritual weapon, it is almost comparable to that of spiritual weapons in terms of power.

As for Du Xiaodie and the others, they don’t know what spiritual light is. They only know that they can see light, so they are quite beautiful.

"Is there any more? I want one too," said Jiang Xinyue.

"You think the magic weapon is green vegetables, and you just need it. This is made by using Tianhuo Wood as the raw material and three hundred yang talismans." Yang Tianming said proudly.

"What? The Yang Talisman you asked me to draw is used to refine this sword?" Jiang Xinyue glared.

Yang Tianming quickly covered his mouth and accidentally said he had leaked his mouth.

"Ahem, Yang Fu is not important, what is important is to refine it. If you have any materials in the future, I will refine one for you." Yang Tianming said.

"No, I want it now!"

Jiang Xinyue squinted her eyes and stretched out her little hand.

"I want it now..." Yang Tianming's eyes rolled, then nodded, "Okay."

Jiang Xinyue was surprised. She didn't expect that Yang Tianming would agree without thinking.

Yang Tianming turned around and returned to the room, touched the bed, and dragged out a wide-blade heavy sword!

It was the one I picked up last time in the dense underground of the Gu Sanjue Gate.

"Hey, this sword is not bad, you can hold it."

Yang Tianming shamelessly handed over the heavy sword.

Jiang Xinyue, who was only eight years old, gritted her teeth and looked at the heavy sword that was almost taller than her, and her face turned green.

"Shameless." Du Xiaodie said.

"It's a bit shameless." Ding Qiuya said with a smile.

"It's... okay, cough cough." Xie Xiaona said insolently.

But Yang Tianming seemed to have not heard it, and stared at Jiang Xinyue with a smile.
Chapter completed!