Chapter 1765 Familiar mode

Jiufang Mingyue was finally satisfied, and she didn't make things difficult for He Sheng. When she saw that the monks who participated in the competition had almost arrived, she said lightly: "Go, disciple! Don't lose your face as a teacher. If you win the first place, go back to the palace and reward you well."

Jiufang Mingyue's words contained at least dozens of sugar, which made He Sheng couldn't help but get goose bumps all over. He realized that only by escaping from here quickly could he save his life.

So he jumped to the center of the competition venue. When Dashi Ming saw He Sheng standing up, he stopped waiting and announced the start of the third round of competition.

"Who will challenge He Sheng?"

Dasiming said to the monks present.

After two rounds of competition, these monks understood that preserving their strength was the king, so they all shrank.

"I'll do it!"

Zhou Yunfeng walked out with a heavy gold iron stick in his hand. Because he got close to Wang Lun, Wang Lun also taught him some artifacts. Although Zhou Yunfeng could not compare with Wang Lun, he still won the first place in a remote area.

Zhou Yunfeng also wanted to replace Wang Lun at this time and came out to try He Sheng's water. When he saw He Sheng take out a rough golden fairy sword, his eyes showed unconcealed contempt.

"He Sheng, you can just take the third round of competition with this shit-like thing?"

"I think you have bribed all the monks in the entire area! Can you reach the final just now?"

Zhou Yunfeng's vulgar words made the face of Grand Secretary Ming in the main position sink instantly. Si Ming, who was hosting He Sheng's competition just now, sternly said: "What do you mean? Are you questioning the injustice of my referee?"

A mountain-like pressure instantly pressed on Zhou Yunfeng, causing him to stagnate and almost fell to eat shit. Zhou Yunfeng realized that he had offended Si Ming and quickly remissed and said with a smile: "I dare not, I will joke with He Sheng, I am joking."

Zhou Yunfeng was only at the second level of immortal spirit, so he could not withstand the anger of the sixth level of immortal spirit Siming. He had to apologize like a clown.

Zhou Yunfeng's funny performance caused the monks present to burst into laughter. Although they also thought He Sheng's fairy sword was a bit ugly, they knew the rules of the Jiuling Taoist Academy that no one could cheat here. Since He Sheng could get to this point, there must be something outstanding. Only a fool like Zhou Yunfeng would question it shamelessly. He Sheng relied on cheating.

Only then did Si Ming withdraw his momentum.

Dashiming said in a deep voice: "Let's start!"

After Zhou Yunfeng felt the pressure was gone, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his face became ferocious in an instant. He blamed all this on He Sheng. If He Sheng hadn't taken out such an ugly immortal weapon, he wouldn't have looked down upon him or said anything to offend Si Ming.

"He Sheng, wait, I will hammer your garbage magic weapon."

Zhou Yunfeng gritted his teeth and suddenly waved the heavy metal rod in his hand and smashed it at He Sheng.

The refining method of this heavy metal iron rod was taught by Wang Lun. It contains a set of magical iron and stone matching ratios accumulated by the Wang family for hundreds of years of weapon refining experience. Although most of the materials of this heavy metal iron rod are heavy metal iron, there are also a small amount of gold-absorbing magical iron and the vermine fire god iron.

Not only has his attack power but his toughness is also excellent. Zhou Yunfeng relied on this heavy metal rod to reach the third round. Wang Lun told him that if nothing unexpected happens, he can securely win third place with this heavy metal rod. If He Sheng was not the first to stand out, Zhou Yunfeng would be ready to make it last until the end. After all, it would not be strong enough for Wang Lun to be the limelight.

Facing Zhou Yunfeng's confidence-filled blow, He Sheng just slashed out a sword lightly, as if he was just killing a fly.

"Go to die!"

Zhou Yunfeng seemed to feel He Sheng's contempt for him, and shouted loudly and hit He Sheng's Dragon Tooth Fairy Sword.

"Bang!"

After a dull sound, Zhou Yunfeng expected that the scene of He Sheng's sword destroying people did not appear. Instead, his figure was shaken out more than ten feet, and the heavy metal rod that was invincible was cut into two halves by He Sheng's sword.

"How is this possible?"

Zhou Yunfeng didn't care about his body flying backwards, his eyes bulged out, and he couldn't believe that the scene in front of him was real.

Zhou Yunfeng couldn't believe that he was defeated like this, and he was defeated by the ugly fairy sword held by He Sheng. What would he say to be third?

He fell to the ground and didn't stand up for a long time.

The Dasiming, who was in charge of the competition, saw some clues from the immortal sword refined by He Sheng. The immortal sword held by He Sheng actually had a trend of increasing quality from the original middle-grade and low-level level.

He squinted his eyes and stroked his beard gently, and his memory returned to eight hundred years ago. At that time, he and Qibao Tianxian were cultivators of the same Jiuling Taoist Academy. In that weapon refining competition, Qibao Tianxian killed the final with an immortal weapon. Unexpectedly, eight hundred years later, the scene reappeared.

"It's been eight hundred years. My old friend, it seems that your artifact sacrifice is about to show off again."

Dashiming murmured in a low voice: "It's interesting."

The competition continued, and everyone except Wang Lun was not shocked by the break of Zhou Yunfeng's immortal weapon.

They passed two competitions and witnessed that the immortal weapon was broken and broken too many times.

Since your immortal weapon can cut off others, you must be prepared to be cut off by a third person.

Wang Lun's face couldn't help but start to become solemn. He taught Zhou Yunfeng the method of refining immortal weapons. However, although the Wang family explored it through thousands of years of accumulation, it was not the best, but it was definitely a big hit among the new monks of the Nine Spirit Taoist Academy. However, he did not expect that it would be cut off by He Sheng so easily.

However, he did not completely lose confidence. The immortal weapon he refined was refined by the third-ranked immortal weapon refining method of the Wang family. He should have the strength to compete with He Sheng.

The second challenger came on the field, and the opponent held a big sword full of light.

He Sheng could see at a glance that the other party had used three kinds of magical iron stones to refine them, which were not only sharp but also extremely tough.

"No, not bad, another good dish with dragon teeth!"

"ah!"

The monk held a blue sword in his hand and slashed at He Sheng with confidence, but He Sheng still slashed casually with a backhand.

"Click!"

Amid the unsuspecting sound of the shattering of the immortal weapon, the monk left the scene in disgrace.

Next is the third, fourth, fifth, sixth...

The scene entered the boring assembly line mode again, and Qin Yanran couldn't help but look surprised. She thought that the immortal weapon He Sheng refined would be very powerful, but she didn't expect it to be so terrifying!

Should he stick to the end?

Jiufang Mingyue seemed to notice Qin Yanran's expression. She curled her lips proudly, as if saying: "Is this my apprentice?"
Chapter completed!