Chapter 822 - Ghost gets on stage (1/2)

A muscular man with a sturdy physique, weighing about three hundred pounds and around two meters tall, eventually took the Yellow-graded Meteor Hammer. He was a suitable person to wield it.

Then, they brought out the second weapon up onto the stage.

It was a Yellow-grade Chinese halberd!

Xiao Luo was not interested. He was feeling so bored that he almost fell asleep standing.

Ghost and Duck Emperor were both disappointed. None of the god weapons brought out were to their liking. They comforted each other and hoped to see a weapon of a higher grade more suitable for them.

After a long wait for the Yellow-grade weapons to determine their rightful owners, the dwarves exhibited the Dark-grade weapons next.

At that point, many people who had waited for a shot gave it a try. They jumped onto the stage and got ready to see if it was their destiny to own the Dark-grade weapons.

Xiao Luo, Ghost, and Duck Emperor were watching and still had not shown interest in any of the displayed weapons.

Time passed. It was then time for the unveiling of the four Earth-grade god weapons. All eyes turned to the stage with great anticipation. Many could not wait to see if they could own an Earth-grade weapon. As soon as the weapons were brought in, a large group rushed on stage to try their luck.

A Martial Lord wanted one of the Earth-grade weapons. But he failed to bring out its full potential. Which meant it was just not his destiny to have that weapon. The Martial Lord attempted to steal the Earth-grade weapon by force instead. An Elder from the Dwarf Clan knocked him out with a single palm strike that blasted across the air.

The Elder from the Dwarf Clan warned, “This will be the outcome for anyone who dares to break the rules of the God Weapon Conference!”

His thundering voice rang through the square, and he made the point clear with his action. Everyone looked horrified as they watched the disgraced Martial Lord dragged away, leaving a trail of bloodstains on the floor.

Lu De chuckled and tried to ease the tense atmosphere. He addressed the audience, “Everyone, do not worry. As I have said, we will give you the god weapon for free if it is your destiny to own it. As long as the weapon and you recognize and accept each other, then it will be yours. No one can steal the weapon away from you. Let us follow the rules. Theft is a foolish act. I hope all of you will heed this warning!”

While he spoke to the crowd, he signaled for the Elder from the Dwarf Clan to step down.

The Elder had a bad temper but respected Lu De. When he saw Lu De giving him the signal, he bowed and went back to his seat.

The exhibition then continued and the dwarves arranged the four Earth-grade god weapons neatly across the stage for contenders to try.

They were the Scarlet Twin Axe, Iron Teeth Rake, Trident Double-edged Sword, and the Crescent Shovel.

Everyone with a cultivation level below Martial Spirit could only shake their heads because those four God Weapons were heavy. The lightest was the Crescent Shovel. It may be the least heavy of the lot, but it still weighed about two thousand pounds. A senior Martial Master might lift it but would undoubtedly find it tough to wield the weapon. Even Martial Spirit fighters would take a substantial amount of strength to grasp the Earth-grade weapon. Nine out of ten of them shook their heads and sighed in resignation. They knew they could handle none of those weapons.

There was some present who were at the levels of Martial Emperors and above. But none of them moved to the stage yet, as they were waiting for the Sky-grade god weapons.

Lu De scanned the entire crowd from the stage and could tell who the Martial Lords and the Martial Emperors were. But it puzzled him why the young Martial Master had yet to come on stage to try any of the god weapons. It could not be that he was there for fun and had not planned to get any god weapons. It was an assumption he refused to believe.

It was a curiosity that made him soar over and hovered in front of Xiao Luo. He asked with a smile, “Young kid, why do you not go up to see if you have the destiny to own any of our god weapons?”

Lu De was tiny, just like the Lord of Soil and Ground from Journey to the West. Floating in mid-air, he was about the same height as Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo did not expect Lu De to appear in front of him, let alone ask a question. “I have not seen anything which I like,” he replied.

Ghost, who was already a bit agitated, added, “Old grandpa, your god weapons are too ugly. I have not seen one which looks good at all.”

Duck Emperor agreed with her assessment. He quacked a few times in her pocket and had a good mind to shout out: What kind of dog sh*t god weapons are these? They are just pieces of broken copper and iron. What the hell are those things on stage?”

“Ugly?”

Ghost’s remarks stunned Lu De, who laughed and replied, “Little girl, you are not a martial fighter, so you do not know the essence of a god weapon. You cannot judge such a weapon by its beauty.”

“But they are indeed positively ugly. If any had looked good, I would have already gone up to pick it.” Pouting her lips, Ghost continued to complain to Lu De.