At this moment, all of the competitors had already finished choosing their own set of armaments.
All of eighteen armaments were held in the palms of the competitors’ hands.
An elder from the judging panel stood up, his voice loud and clear. “It looked like everybody is ready. Then right now, let’s have Young Master Wu Shuang come and announce the correct answer. Who in the actually held the armament personally made by him in their hands, we also don’t know. He-he. Young Master, please!”
Jing Wu Shuang faced that elder and smiled, as warmly and elegantly as jade. When he walked, a medicinal smell drifted from his the cuff of his sleeves, and made everyone hold their breaths.
Originally, people thought that he would stand by Helian Jiao Er’s side.
Because he already reached that spot.
However, nobody anticipated that in a moment, he surprisingly stood before Wei Wei.
The two people’s eyes looked at each other.
Wei Wei’s eyebrows jumped.
Jing Wu Shuang merely smiled and coughed gently. “I would like to ask. Miss Helian, why did you choose this one.”
Wei Wei also smiled, however, she refused to answer this question, while the ends of her mouth raised indescribably willfully. “It seems that the competition doesn’t have a rule requiring the competitor to provide a reason for their choice.”
Regardless of whether it was the modern day or in olden times.
To really determine whether a weapon was good or bad depended only on two words: killing spirit!
Wei Wei was a person who was used to handling guns and ammunitions. It could shamelessly be said that in regards to any weapon in her presence, she merely needed to touch it to be able to ascertain whether this weapon had a ‘martial spirit’.
The ‘martial spirit’ spoken about here certainly didn’t mean that the weapon actually possessed a spirit inside.
Rather, it’s referring to that kind of blood-thirsty demonic nature as if it was ready and waiting for action.
Eighteen armaments. When Wei Wei first looked at them, her gaze also gravitated towards the green jade long double-edged sword that Helian Jiao Er chose. However when she truly approached these armaments, she then actually realized which one was truly the best.
The green jade long double-edged sword, regardless if it was martial qi or the way it was put together, was just perfect. It’s possible to tell that it came from a great master’s hands.
However…too gentle!
Maybe a lot of people thought that Young Master Wu Shuang truly was indeed a person who stood aloof from worldly affairs.
After all, in the past, each and every armament he’d made was this way.
But Wei Wei didn’t believe at all that he was that gentle.
Merely from how he stepped out to help her escape Baili Jia Jue’s pursuit, one could tell that he wasn’t like the kind of person rumors made him out to be.
On the contrary, having been plagued with an illness for years, with regards to a young master born into a prestigious armament family, there must be a little something hidden deep in his heart.
This also signified that his most perfect work of art, absolutely wouldn’t be that lukewarm!
Of course, what’s most important was that this ‘umbrella’ in her hand simply wasn’t a genuine umbrella!
Having thought to this point, Wei Wei’s thin lips curved up as her fingers slid over a delicate push button. The corners of her mouth reflected a trace of devilishness.
Now this, was where the crux of the matter was.
If she didn’t guess incorrectly, this ‘umbrella’ should be similar to the ‘Wing of the Night God’ that she made previously, possessing the best outcome from different approaches.
And again, Little White had already said that the world’s best material for making armaments was in Jing Wu Shuang’s hand. Just how was this material different than other materials, besides Jing Wu Shuang, no one knew.
Perhaps it’s hidden within this ‘umbrella’.
Wei Wei again pushed the umbrella forward, faced Jing Wu Shuang’s somewhat deep eyes, and smiled. She didn’t pay the slightest attention to the noisy surroundings.
Jing Wu Shuang softly coughed a few times, then he shook his head, truly somewhat helplessly.
Beneath the stage, sounds of curses again surged.
They didn’t think that this girl who didn’t know anything could be so proud!
“What’re you doing, the young master only saw that she’s too pitiful, so he’s just helping her out by asking her for the reason she chose the umbrella. She’s a character, all right, really taking herself seriously.”
The personal maid standing by Helian Jiao Er’s side disdainfully pursed her lips.
Helian Jiao Er narrowed her eyes and didn’t speak. Within her eyes was varying degrees of self-satisfaction. No matter what was going on with that slut, this time, the person who won would certainly be her!
However…
No matter what, Helian Jiao Er couldn’t imagine that Jing Wu Shuang unexpectedly, following the next cough, would pick up the umbrella in Wei Wei’s hand!