Super Resolution System

"Lin Yaoyang, can't you just leave it in my hands? Throw it away? Throw it away? Do you think he's very handsome?"    

    

Lin Faang was worried that there was no place for him to vent his anger. Lin Yaoyang's actions had given Lin Faang a chance to vent his anger.    

    

Immediately, he started to fire his mouth at Lin Yaoyang. At the same time, Lin Faang did not stay idle. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the Spiritual Force Weapon that Lin Yaoyang had thrown into the air.    

    

Lin Faang originally wanted to grab it in his hand and throw it on the ground without even looking at it. Then, he stepped on it and shouted loudly, What kind of rubbish is this?    

    

In any case, he would never believe that Lin Yaoyang could really find a real Spiritual Force Weapon. This way, he would be able to regain some face in front of Lin Yaoyang.    

    

Although Lin Faang and Elder Lin Quan had lost some face today, he, Lin Yaoyang, would die for sure today! In his heart, Lin Faang had already regarded Lin Yaoyang as a man who must be killed!    

    

However, just as Lin Faang's hand was about to grab the strange-looking sword hilt, his facial expression changed instantly.    

    

The people sitting around him were also stunned when they saw this. What was wrong with Lin Faang? Why did he look like he had lost his soul? Wasn't he just holding the sword in his hand? Was there a need to be so shocked?    

    

Although no one could tell what was going on, Lin Faang didn't think so at all. The moment Lin Faang grabbed the Spiritual Force Weapon...    

    

Lin Faang felt as if all the qi in his body had been stirred up in an instant. He felt as if his entire body was like a hairpin machine.    

    

An endless stream of qi was being fed back to his body from the Sword Blade. The feeling was completely different from the defective Sword Blade that Lin Quan had found.    

    

Lin Faang only felt that in an instant, when he attacked Lin Yaoyang earlier, he had used up all his qi to replenish it.    

    

Lin Faang felt as if his strength had been forcefully raised to the level of a First Grade Martial Master by this sword.    

    

This feeling of his entire body being filled with energy made him feel intoxicated. For a moment, Lin Faang actually began to enjoy the sword in his hand. The benefits of leveling up had brought him.    

    

Lin Faang stood there with his eyes closed, but in the eyes of others, he didn't even have a hair on his head. That was a completely different matter. Everyone looked at the sword in Lin Faang's hand. It was as if they had seen something shocking. Their eyes widened.    

    

They looked as if their eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. It turned out that when Lin Faang was holding his weapon, he did not deliberately suppress it. The natural light of the Spiritual Force Weapon blossomed on its own.    

    

In an instant, the light of the Sword Blade shone brightly. The entire meeting room was covered with a strange green color. All of the faces were illuminated with a faint green color.    

    

However, no one paid attention to this. All of them were staring at the sword in Lin Faang's hand.    

    

Under the activation of the Qi, the Spiritual Force Weapon finally let out the brilliance that he should have. The patterns on the Sword Blade seemed to have come alive. The lines on the surface of the Sword Blade were... They actually turned into tiny illusionary snakes that surrounded the entire sword and crawled up and down.    

    

Elder Lin Yan was originally quietly sitting there without moving. His eyes widened after seeing this scene. It was as though there was a spring under his butt.    

    

He immediately jumped up from the stool. He looked at the Spiritual Force Weapon in Lin Faang's hand and muttered to himself, "This... this kind of treasure is really... What a..."    

    

Elder Lin Yan appeared to be overly shocked. He was actually unable to utter even a single word of praise. It could be seen just how shocked Elder Lin Yan's heart was.    

    

All the lights in the entire Meeting Room had turned green under the glow that was emitted by the Spiritual Force Weapon in Lin Faang's hand.    

    

Some of the weaker disciples looked at the treasured sword in Lin Faang's hand. The little snakes that surrounded the Sword Blade caused their souls to appear as though they were about to be pulled away.    

    

They stood rooted to the ground, not saying a word. This kind of people were not rare. The weaker disciples stared at them, and most of them ended up like this.    

    

The patriarch was sitting on his seat with a gloomy expression on his face. When he saw this scene, he immediately sat up straight.    

    

His eyes, which were reflected by the light, were full of disbelief.    

    

Immediately, the disbelief in his eyes turned into fanaticism. Lin Yaoyang had found this sword to return to his family.    

    

If it was another family, they wouldn't be able to use it. Even Lin Faang, the Level 9 Warrior Cultivator, could unleash such power when he held it in his hand.    

    

If he used it himself, perhaps the power he could unleash would be far greater than this.    

    

Perhaps he would be able to use this sword to gain some experience. If he could improve his cultivation level, he might be able to break through the barrier of the Martial Arts!    

    

How could the patriarch still remember that he was going to kill Lin Yaoyang? His eyes were filled with fanaticism.    

    

The more he looked at Lin Yaoyang, the more pleasing he felt. He had actually found such a terrifying weapon for himself.    

    

Although he said that he was going to get it for his family, everyone on the scene knew it as clearly as a mirror.    

    

This was only in name. Whoever used it, who could use it, and who could distribute the ownership of the sword, it was up to the family head to decide.    

    

Furthermore, it was such a terrifying Spiritual Force Weapon. How could the patriarch not use it himself but give it to other disciples?    

    

Therefore, no one would have any other ideas in their hearts. They only wanted to take a few more glances at it within a limited period of time, as if this weapon would disappear soon.    

    

At this moment, Lin Qinghee and Lin Yaoyang's mother's attention was not on the weapon in Lin Faang's hand.    

    

Lin Qinghee looked like he had been through a huge disaster. His face was pale and his back was covered in sweat. He held Lin Yaoyang's mother's hand tightly.    

    

He looked at Lin Yaoyang with a praising and helpless look in his eyes.    

    

Lin Qinghee thought to himself." Sigh... This son of mine is much more capable than me! He actually found a Spiritual Force Weapon for him. My mother and I, who are sitting by the side, are worrying about this brat for nothing! Humph! Humph! When the time comes, I must properly ask this brat how he got his hands on it. "