Cultivation of Flowers

When Lan Ruyue and Lin Qinghe brought their two children into the central hall of the arena, the scrolling projection happened to be playing the virtual projection of the No. [-] weapon.

Hualin's eyes were piercing, and he pointed at the projection with a little finger, raised his head proudly, and proudly said: "Look! That's what I made, it's the No. [-] weapon! I'm so powerful!"

As soon as Hualin said this, people around all looked sideways, looking up and down at Hualin.

They don't understand, what is there to be proud of in making such an ugly, ugly, and low-quality weapon?

This is the No. [-] weapon. Don't you know that the lower the number, the worse it is?Silly boy, it is actually not easy to manufacture the worst weapon among tens of thousands of weapons.

Five years old, really powerful, really innocent, really young...

The onlookers sighed.

The two adults who walked with Hualin, Lin Qinghe and Lan Ruyue, felt a little ashamed.

Lan Ruyue said: "The first battle is about to start, let's go in quickly."

Lin Qinghe nodded.

Lan Ruyue held Hualin with one hand and Hanyan with the other, and walked into the fighting platform on the first floor of the fighting arena together with Lin Qinghe.

A total of ten fighting platforms have been built on the first floor of the fighting arena, and one can see all ten fighting platforms at a glance from a height.

Among the ten battle platforms, battle platform No. [-] has the least number of spectators, and No. [-] battle platform has the largest number of spectators.

Hualin and the others were rich and powerful, and bought the most expensive VIP tickets, which were the closest to the No. [-] battle platform.

On the battle platform, there was already a beautiful girl referee wearing the overalls of the Hundred Battles Arena standing on it.

Not long after, the two contestants went to the No. [-] battle platform with weapons in hand.

As soon as the two appeared, there was a commotion around them, and many viewers recognized the two at a glance.

Someone said: "Huh? Isn't this Tang Daman and Chen Min? Why did they come to the No. [-] combat platform?"

"They are experts at the pinnacle of spirit refining, and they are extremely welcome here!"

……

As soon as the news spread that Tang Daman and Chen Min would fight on the No. [-] battle platform, the spectators who were waiting to watch the battle on other battle platforms ran towards the No. [-] battle platform as if they had been beaten to death.

Not long after, the No. [-] combat platform was full, which showed the high reputation of the two in the martial arts arena.

On the battle platform, the beautiful girl raised her hand, opened her red lips, and said loudly: "The match begins!"

After the girl finished speaking, Tang Daman and Chen Min on the battle platform started to move at the same time.

Chen Min was dexterous, while Tang Daman was extremely powerful, with explosive attacks and extremely high lethality.

Chen Min held the No. [-] weapon, the long sword, and swung his sword towards Chen Min.

Tang Man's eyes widened, and he raised the weapon in his hand high...

Throwing towards the long sword.

The sword energy was dissipated by the weight of the cannon. Chen Min frowned, and then performed the Fengling Jue. He struck the cannon head-on with the long sword in his hand, trying to cut the cannon open.

When the two weapons collided head-on, Chen Min knew Tang Daman's great strength, but he still miscalculated the weight of the cannon...

Chen Min couldn't resist the force of gravity, he couldn't hold the sword tightly, and the cannon fell heavily on the long sword.

There was a "bang" sound, the long sword was smashed to the ground, and the blade broke apart...

Everyone: "..."

Hualin: "..."

Hualin never thought that his cannon could be used like this, it could be used as a stone to smash, smash, smash...

Hualin's face was covered with blood.

There was a commotion in the audience.

Someone said: "That No. [-] weapon isn't very good, but it's heavy enough that it can damage No. [-] weapon even if you drop it."

Another said: "Weight is a kind of strength."

"Compared to the No. [-] weapon, the appearance of the No. [-] weapon is really exquisite. However, for those at the peak of spirit refining, its various ability values ​​are too weak. Yes, it is almost the same as no."

"But for Tang Daman, a heavyweight weapon is a great help, not to mention the special feature is the 'heavy' No. [-] weapon. Hehe, it is just holding a big rock that has not undergone any post-processing Participating in this battle is also a great advantage."

……

Everyone expressed their opinions one after another.

To sum it up, a cannon is equal to a big rock, the only saving grace is weight.At this point, everyone agreed that the No. [-] weapon defeated the No. [-] weapon because of its weight.

This is really a sad fact for the No. [-] weapon refiner. If he had known this, he should have entered the competition directly with heavy metals. What kind of carving and art are he doing?

Hualin: "..." This feeling of grief, indignation and bitterness, what is it...

Although Chen Min himself was not defeated in this battle, it was a weapon refining competition, and if the weapon in his hand was destroyed, he would lose.

The beautiful girl announced: "This battle, the No. [-] weapon wins!"

The first battle platform battle ended neatly and simply.

It didn't take long for the battles on the other nine platforms to end one after another. A total of 21 games left ten weapons, and the remaining ten weapons fought with weapons No. 30 to No. [-] one after another.

The elimination rate in the initial competition is extremely high. After a whole day, hundreds of weapons can be eliminated.

Throughout the whole day, Hualin was in a bad mood. Lin Qinghe, Lan Ruyue, and Han Yan ran behind Hualin all the way, and Hualin followed the No. [-] weapon all the way.

Undoubtedly, in this refining competition, the No. 99 weapon was the most unfavorable thing for everyone, but after hundreds of battles throughout the day, [-] weapons with the top [-] serial numbers were eliminated, and the only one that survived , is the No. [-] weapon.

The No. [-] weapon, which was the least favored by everyone, survived successfully.

Those who have only seen the projection of No. [-] weapon, but those who have never seen the live battle of No. [-] weapon are only surprised.

Those who have watched the battle of the No. [-] weapon only feel that they have learned a lot.

The right weapon needs to meet the right person.All those who watched the battle of No. [-] weapon agreed that No. [-] weapon was definitely tailor-made for Tang Daman. The essence of the weapon is to hit it hard, hit it, hit it...

Every blow, the feeling to the audience is: I have a weapon in my hand, and I have the world.With a strong smash, he dominates the world.

In Hualin's heart, tens of thousands of muddy horses galloped across the grassland, her face puffed up.

Every time Hualin followed Tang Daman to another field, and every time he saw Tang Daman using his carefully crafted weapon to carry out the so-called essence of the weapon in his mouth, and actually had no skill in "violently smashing", he really wanted to beat Tang Daman violently. Big meal.

That's not how the weapons he made were used!

This is a waste of money!

Hua Lin sniffed, and looked at the battle platform with a ferocious expression.

Finally, the first day of the refining competition ended.

The next day, Hualin woke up early in the morning, woke up Hanyan, Lan Ruyue, and Lin Qinghe, and rushed to the battle field early.

On the first day of the refining competition, most of the junk weapons have been eliminated. Except for the No. [-] weapon, all the weapons have reached the threshold of magic weapons, and the weapons are all endowed with a trace of essence.

Many refiners looked at the only surviving junk weapon and almost gritted their teeth. They thought to themselves: I'm paralyzed. Next time I choose materials, I have to keep my eyes open. Choose something again.

The first match of the day was the duel between the No. 110 weapon and [-] [-] No. [-] weapons.

The former is called "slamming hard", and the latter is called "sonic boom bell". When the sonic boom bell rings, sonic booms are generated in disorder where the sound passes.

Tang Daman held the No. [-] weapon in his hand, and as always, he slammed hard at his opponent, and the bell rang on the other end, and it exploded on the line of the cannon's hard slam.

Before the No. [-] weapon had time to hit the target, it lost its direction in the series of sonic boom turbulence, made a loud "bang!", and fell to the ground.

The other party shook the sonic boom clock in his hand again, and as the bell rang again and again, waves of spiritual energy permeated the battle platform, making Tang Daman feel a throbbing.

Tang Daman's face darkened, and he operated the earth spirit formula, surrounded by earth spirit energy, forming an earth wall around his body for defense.

The bell rang repeatedly, and the earthen wall burst violently. Tang Daman retreated quickly, and another explosion sounded. Tang Daman covered his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The atmosphere in the fighting arena was ignited, and the audience looked at the sonic boom clock with burning eyes. Someone said: "You really need to rely on good weapons these days! That clock is good, and it looks very useful."

"That garbage No. [-] weapon can finally be dismantled!"

Another person interjected: "The existence of the No. [-] weapon is to lower the level of the refining competition. To put it bluntly, it is a cockroach lying in a pot of white rice porridge."

On the battle platform, the beautiful referee raised her voice and said, "In this match, the No. 110 weapon will win!"

In the auditorium, everyone stood up and was ready to leave.

Hua Lin almost fainted, he couldn't bear it anymore, he jumped up from the auditorium chair with two little feet.

Hualin's seat was the VIP seat, sitting in the first row of the auditorium, very close to the battle platform. He trotted all the way to the battle platform, jumped, jumped high with his small body, and jumped onto the battle platform with ease.

Seeing this scene, many people stopped walking, and some people asked in doubt, "What is this child going to do?"

Another person replied: "I recognize this kid, his name is Hualin, the maker of the No. [-] weapon."

"Oh, I know him too. This kid must watch every battle of the No. [-] weapon, and he always sits in the chief VIP seat."

"These are not important. What I'm curious about is, what is this kid going to do now that he's on the fighting platform?"

Everyone looked at each other.

At the VIP table, Lin Qinghe looked at Lan Ruyue and asked, "What is Hualin doing?"

Lan Ruyue was stunned: "..." She didn't know either.

Han Yan's face was paralyzed, and he said: "He wants people to know what it means to have a weapon in hand, and I have it all over the world."

Lin Qinghe: "..."

Lan Ruyue: "..."

Hualin ran up to Tang Man who was spitting blood, and said with a puffy face, "You're so stupid!"

Tang Daman: "..." Damn it, IQ is despised by such a young kid.

Hualin's little finger pointed to the sonic boom clock, and said dissatisfiedly, "You can't beat that kind of thing?"

Tang Daman: "..." Damn it, the value of force is despised by such a young kid.

However, Tang Daman sincerely wanted to say, it's not that he is weak, it's that the weapons you made can't hurt the table too much, okay?

Then, Tang Daman saw Hualin pick up the weapon, pointing the muzzle at the No. 110 No. [-] weapon, and hit a big one.