Weapon seller in the world of magic

As the two semifinalists came onto the battle platform and the proctor informed each of them to make their battle preparations for the next two minutes, Mark took this opportunity to rile her up.

"Missy, you cannot defeat me." He started the conversation with a bold statement.

Xie Mei furrowed her brows in displeasure, "Big words for someone who depends on external objects to win the battles."

"Well, aren't you also depending on a bow to defeat your enemies?" Mark pointed her finger at the exquisite-looking bow in her hand. "Made from the bones of a dragon-crocodile beast of the 9-circle realm and King Grade. A high-quality bow with a solid 36% chance of invoking the aura of the beast. It is a good weapon but pity that it won't suit you."

Had she met him at some other place, she would have been shocked by how he knows the components of the bow. But, the fact they met in the tournament made her assume that her opponent made his research.

He rode along with Yang Bingwen and stayed at his residence as a guest. So, it is highly possible that he learned it from the grand elder.

So, rather than how he knows about the bow, she focused on the latter part. "What do you mean that it doesn't suit me? This weapon was with me since I was ten."

"It's a heavy bow, takes too much of your time, and strains your muscles in long battles." Mark took out an M134 mini gun from his storage ring and further said, "Using this weapon, you can attack the enemies ten times in the time you shoot one arrow."

"That thing?" Xie Mei raised one of her eyebrows, "a gold-grade weapon?"

Maybe, it is due to the 9 points of intelligence. Mark immediately understood what she was trying to say just from those few words.

She wants to say that gold-grade weapons can only be used up to 6-circle as they can only store ether particles up to a maximum of 9 million.

Being at the peak stage of the 6-circle, the 15-year-old has a high possibility of making a breakthrough within a few months anyway. So, what is the use of it? If you don't have something better, then, don't bother…

As if he accurately read what was on her mind, Mark shook his head with a smile, "if a gold-grade weapon exists, then, naturally, semi-divine weapons also exist."

"Whatever…" Xie Mei shrugged her shoulders. "I don't trust you or your so-called firearms."

Mark didn't feel dejected and only felt happier by her rejection for her animosity will only be helpful for him.

He continued to converse with his opponent, trying to rile her up, "I forgot that you are still a little kid who hasn't seen the world yet and isn't knowledgeable enough to have foresight about the future. Powerful firearms should be handled by responsible people. I guess you aren't ready for it, yet. It doesn't matter. After you get defeated here and then will be defeated by one of the firearms once again, you will realize how the bow is holding back your potential."

"I'm not a kid," Xie Mei suddenly screamed in response. Perhaps, that specific word of all the things was some sort of trigger to her that she erupted in anger as soon as she felt like his opponent was mocking her age. She didn't even bother to hear the rest of his explanation at all.

Mark was slightly surprised by her outburst at first but then he realized that he hit the nerve and taken advantage of it. "I think you are, physically and mentally…"

"I'll kill you." Xie Mei gritted her teeth. She lost control of herself and the grand elders of the Xianshu sect started to get worried.

Mark bursts into laughter after seeing her plan is working very well. Deciding to strike the iron when it is hot, he executed the final part of his plan, "if you are a mature girl, you should deal with it like an adult. How about this? I won't move from this spot and neither will I use any skills for five whole minutes. Heck, I won't even use ether energy. If you can defeat me within the time frame, then, I will take back my words and apologize. But, what if you cannot even win this match? Will you throw away the bow and devote yourself to firearms training?"

"Eh? That's…" A look of hesitation appeared on Xie Mei's face.

At the same time, one of the grand elders at the VIP Box furrowed his brows in displeasure, "what the hell is Lu Zhen trying to do?"

"I think he is trying to put mental pressure on the girl," commented the crown prince, taking this opportunity to shine.

"You are wrong, Eldest brother." The fourth prince had a different opinion on the matter. As the others looked at him, he explained his view, "I think Lu Zhen is laying a trap for he already knows the result is in his hands. If Xie Mei follows their wager, then, it will become easier for him to recruit her just like how he poached Meng Tao to his side.

Even if it doesn't happen, the more Xie Mei uses those firearms in the future, the more the other sect disciples will follow the suit because of her influence. In the end, he will be the one to make a profit out of this."

"No way…"

"As expected for your Highness; you can discover his strategy without any effort"

"This Lu Zhen is quite evil…" "Hey, Venerable Wu can hear you." "Oops…"

"Poor Xie Mei. She was too young to see through her opponent"

"Still, in the end, the match is decided by one's battle skills. I'm sure that Xie Mei would win."

"Lu Zhen knew that he cannot win against her. So, he decided to use such mind tricks. But, he won't be successful."

As the murmurs and comments filled in the VIP Box, Patriarch Xie looked at his granddaughter in concern.

"You cannot fall into the trap, Xiao Mei…" He muttered under his breath.

Back to the battle arena, as the countdown was ticking, Xie Mei took out her bow and accepted his challenge, and then loudly declared that there is no way she would lose to the likes of him.

Mark let out a satisfactory smile and nodded in response, "good luck, kiddo."

"I… am… not… a… kid…" She stressed those words once again and firmly gripped the handle of her bow. Her glare was filled with hatred.

Mark no longer paid attention to her and connected his consciousness to the storage ring.

"20 seconds to go…" The Proctor informed both of them. Mark dismissed the weapon in his hand. "Hmm?" Xie Mei raised her left eyebrow.

"10 seconds to go…"

Mark took out a fist-sized box with a large red button on its top.

"Is that some kind of defensive treasure?" Xie Mei wondered while pulling back the bow string.

"5 seconds to go…"

Mark pressed the button. It expanded into some kind of cloth, enveloping him.

"3, 2, 1…"

By the time the proctor blew the whistle, the exoskeleton suit was equipped with its owner, taking Xie Mei by surprise.

Looking at his opponent, Mark gestured with his index finger to come at him with all she got.