Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

() Everyone surnamed Xiao in Panyue Lake had a bit of joy on their faces after winning the victory.

Faced with the huge power of this top-level spiritual weapon, if other family branches are not sure how to deal with this spiritual weapon, it seems that no one will dare to challenge their branch.

Seeing that one branch of the clan had won the victory and successfully brought down the clan that had won last time, this situation greatly stimulated the passion of the other branches of the clan.

On the high platform where Qin Fengming was, monks stood up one after another and flew into the ring to challenge.

In an instant, more than a dozen monks landed on the ring. Under the signal of the Chengdan monk who was presiding over the competition, they all sacrificed their spiritual weapons and fought together.

In the large valley, colorful rays of light suddenly flashed continuously, and the huge "bang, bang" sound of the collision of spiritual weapons was not heard. It was also mixed with the sound of several roars of monsters, making the usually peaceful valley become noisy. Extremely up.

There are monks who keep flying out of the shield, and there are monks who keep flying into the ring.

Just over an hour passed, and more than a dozen Xiao clan branches competed. The news of victory in the challenge stimulated other Xiao clan branches, and more clan branches began to eagerly try and join the challenge.

While watching with cold eyes, Qin Fengming discovered that except for the first clan branch that challenged the second-floor high platform, the clan members participating in the competition at this time only challenged on the third and fourth-floor high platforms.

It was learned from Xiao Qinghao that the high platform on the third and fourth floors was only the recipient of one quota from the Xiao clan. It seemed that all the branch clansmen still wanted to win with safety and obtain a quota first.

As time slowly passed, nearly forty Xiao clan branch families challenged, but less than a quarter won. Although everyone was fully prepared, their opponents were not idle either.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Wei, what do you think of the strength of the Xiao clan members participating in the competition?"

Just as Qin Fengming was aimlessly scanning the scene of the battle, a question came from his side, which was spoken by Chengdan monk Xiao Qinghao.

"There are many people in the Xiao clan, but the younger generation is impressed by them. They are all highly skilled and have their own unique methods. If there are no restrictions in the rules of the competition, their strength will increase dramatically."

Qin Fengming did not hesitate and spoke slowly and in a very fair tone. What he said was what he really thought in his heart. If the fight were to take place elsewhere, the methods used by both sides might be increased, and the scene would be even more exciting.

"Haha, what fellow Taoist said is true. The elite disciples of each family all have one or two magic weapons on their bodies. Although it is difficult for the foundation-building monks to exert their full power, they can still drive one or two. However, the competition within this clan , but it is inconvenient to drive, and to use magic weapons to win, but it is difficult to judge its true level."

At this time, Qin Fengming also thought that he knew why the senior leaders of the Xiao clan restricted the disciples who participated in the competition from using magic weapons. It was to test the true methods of the monks of all races. By relying on the secret skills that the foundation-building monks could practice, they could roughly compare with monks with other surnames. .

If magic weapons are allowed to be used, even an ordinary foundation-building monk can defeat a monk at the top of the foundation-building peak as long as he looks for some unusually powerful treasures. However, this deviates from the original intention of the top leaders of the Xiao clan.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, what do you think of the spiritual weapon used by the Xiao clan member who came on stage first?"

While Qin Fengming was thinking in his heart, he heard Xiao Qinghao's question again.

It seems that when he talks to himself, this question is what he really wants to know. Thinking of this, Qin Fengming thought for a moment and replied in a respectful tone:

"What Taoist Taoist surnamed Xiao was driving just now, I heard it seems to be an imitation of a magic weapon. This top-level spiritual weapon is extremely powerful. It can transform into nine weapons in a row that are no less than top-level spiritual weapons. This kind of The attack method is extremely difficult to defeat within such a small range with the help of foundation-building monks like us."

Qin Fengming also liked the imitation of the Nine Sons Chain Blade magic weapon very much, but as a weapon refiner, he also knew how to refine such a weapon.

It is extremely difficult, and the various spells contained in it are beyond the knowledge of ordinary weapon refiners.

Although it is only a top-level spiritual weapon, refining it is definitely something that can only be accomplished by those powerful people at the master level of weapon refining.

The value of this spiritual weapon is definitely no less than that of a magic weapon. If it is placed in an auction house, it will definitely fetch a one-day price.

Xiao Qinghao couldn't help but nod when he heard the answer from the monk named Wei next to him. This spiritual weapon was extremely difficult to deal with. On the competition field where there was no way to hide, it was extremely difficult to resist with the methods of the foundation-building monks.

"If Fellow Daoist Wei encounters him, I wonder what the outcome will be? Are you sure you can defeat him?"

Facing Xiao Qinghao's question, Qin Fengming smiled slightly and said after thinking for a moment:

"Even if this junior encounters it in this situation, I won't be able to resist it with full confidence. But if I, Honghu Island, really want to challenge that branch of the Xiao family, I can only do my best to help the Xiao family win and achieve success. No, we can only watch the live competition."

Hearing Qin Fengming's answer, Xiao Qinghao was constantly thinking in his heart. I don’t know how to decide for a while.

His original plan was to challenge a second-class tribesman first, gain a firm foothold, and then seek greater development.

But until this time, except for the first clan member who challenged the second-class high platform, no one else took action. This also made his plan to see clearly his strength first and then take action failed.

Looking at the middle-aged monk next to him who had no strange expression on his face, Xiao Qinghao couldn't help but feel moved, and immediately said:

"Fellow Daoist Wei, if you use your red flying needle weapon to make a sneak attack, how sure are you of defeating the opponent?"

Xiao Qinghao knew very well about Qin Fengming's red flying needle spiritual weapon, but this spiritual weapon was extremely weird. It could ignore the spiritual shield of the foundation-building monks. This fact determined that this spiritual weapon was born for sneak attacks. Top treasure.

"Reporting back to senior, if the junior is within thirty feet of the opponent, and the opponent is unprepared, there is a 70% to 80% certainty that one hit will hit. However, if the opponent is cautious, the junior is not so sure."

Although its flying needle is a treasure for sneak attacks, it is not a panacea. It can only hit the opponent when he is not prepared.

"Okay, in this case, we will challenge the Pan-Yue Lake Xiao clan. As long as we defeat the clansman who drives the Nine Sons Chain Blade, the other two people must not have any powerful methods. Fellow Daoist Wei, this matter requires more efforts from fellow Daoists. Just take the trouble."

After Xiao Qinghao heard Qin Fengming's words, he thought about it again and again before making up his mind and speaking calmly.

Although he was not 100% sure about the young monk surnamed Wei beside him, as a disciple of Manghuang Mountain, he also knew that he was a very clever person. He used some tricks to successfully invade the opponent within thirty feet. Thinking about it, it wouldn't be a problem for him.

Hearing Xiao Qinghao's words, Qin Fengming couldn't help but smile to himself. It seemed that he could only be used as the opponent's gunman.

He didn't care at all about the powerful Nine Sons Chain Blade. This kind of weapon, no matter how powerful it is, is just a few more top-level spiritual weapons. There are only a dozen top-level spiritual weapons, but he has no worries at all.

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