The weapon refining is still going on. Bian Ge does not use a hammer to strike, but relies on his hands to form seals, and various weapon patterns float in the air.
Using the weapon pattern to beat it will have a higher effect, and the refined weapons will be of purer quality.
Diao Jiuzhi is just the opposite. He uses beating technology, which is very ancient.
While beating, while carving the vessel pattern, a two-pronged approach.
"Hahaha, it's so embarrassing to show off such a crude weapon refining technique."
Bursts of laughter came from all around, covering the sky and covering the sky, covering up the sound of Diao Jiuzhi beating his weapons.
Even the students and instructors who supported Liu Wuxie couldn't understand it at this moment, with suspicious looks on their faces.
Faced with the cynicism around him, Liu Wuxie remained indifferent. Ye Linghan turned his head and found that Liu Wuxie had his eyes tightly closed and had to swallow the words that came to his lips.
Time passes silently.
In the past, several classes competed together, but this month is a little special.
Last month, more than a dozen classes worked together to refine weapons, and finally decided who had the best quality.
The appearance of Liu Wuxie disrupted many rules of Qingyan Dojo.
More than half an hour passed, it was already afternoon, and the long sword refined by Bian Ge had taken shape.
There were bursts of contending sounds, and fierce sword energy emitted from the void.
"Well done, Senior Brother Bian!"
The students in the same class as Bian Ge shouted loudly.
Bian Ge showed some extraordinary performance today, and the weapons he refined were of very high quality.
Holding a long sword, he slashed down in the air. The sharp sword energy rolled up a layer of faint ripples and continued to flow towards the surroundings.
"What a sword!"
The weapon-refining instructors around him nodded in approval. The long sword refined by Bian Ge was already approaching the level of an immortal weapon.
Diao Jiuzhi is still refining, the beating is over, the sword blank has been formed, and the next step is polishing.
Carving with both hands, a large number of vessel patterns floated in the air, and several of the vessel patterns were mixed with traces of vessel seals.
"Look quickly, there are fluctuations in the weapon seal."
Because the refining of Biange has been completed, everyone’s eyes are turned to Diao Jiuzhi.
"How is it possible? How could he refine the weapon seal when he was in the fairyland at a young age?"
Diao Jiuzhi also just broke through to the first level of Immortal not long ago and could only carve out one or two weapon seals.
Even one weapon seal is enough to crush hundreds of weapon patterns.
Shen Chao's eyes narrowed. He was a master of weapon refining and knew very well how difficult it was to condense the weapon seal.
They were all in the Mysterious Immortal Realm, and had not even touched the threshold of the Weapon Seal. A child from a poor family like Diao Jiuzhi actually condensed the Weapon Seal. The gap made them a little crazy.
After getting these seals and beating them repeatedly, the long sword made a jingling sound.
Every sound is crisp and sweet, like a moving melody.
The shape of the long sword is more cunning, slender and sharper than the long sword refined by Bian Ge.
Floating in the air, releasing a piercing edge, the aura released by Bian Ge's sword was actually suppressed.
Make a decision.
In fact, there is no need to continue the fight, the winner has already been decided.
When the last trace of the weapon pattern merged into the long sword, Diao Jiuzhi's body swayed and he almost fell down.
He reached out and grabbed the sword, preventing him from falling to the ground.
With a slight wave, a burst of dragon roar resounded all around.
The next step is to identify who is strong and who is weak.
Bian Ge and Diao Jiuzhi each held long swords and walked towards each other.
He raised his sword high and struck each other hard.
"Qiang!"
A harsh crashing sound spread all around, and many people covered their ears.
"Crack!"
At the moment of impact, a crisp click sound came out, like a stone being smashed into pieces.
"Bang!"
Then
There was an extra sword point on the face, which was cut off alive.
The surroundings fell into deathly silence, and everyone looked towards the field, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"how so?"
Bian Ge looked at the half-length sword in his hand and couldn't accept it for a moment.
He is a master of weapon refining, and he just used the power of the ninth level of immortality, but his sword was cut off by Diao Jiuzhi.
Shen Chao's heart sank to the bottom and his whole body was cold.
He spent a lot of immortal stones to buy this Tianluo Fruit from a far away place.
He was unwilling to lose to Liu Wuxie.
"What a sharp sword!"
Several weapon-refining masters walked towards the field and looked at the sword in Diao Jiuzhi's hand, wanting to see it more clearly.
"Snow ribs, there are actually snow ribs on it."
The long sword made by Diao Jiuzhi has dense snow ribs on it, and there are not just one or two, but many.
Every snow ridge is completely natural.
Bian Ge suddenly knelt down, picked up half of the sword, and left silently without saying a word.
His Taoist heart was completely defeated by Diao Jiuzhi, and he could not recover for a while.
It was only then that Liu Wuxie opened his eyes lazily, causing many people to roll their eyes.
"I won!"
Diao Jiuzhi waved the long sword in his hand and said loudly.
It was like a kind of catharsis, telling those who once ridiculed him that Diao Jiuzhi would one day become famous.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Shen Chao.
I found that Shen Chao's face was pale and his body was shaking slightly.
He carefully took out the Tianluo Fruit with a look of reluctance on his face.
He reached out and threw it, and the Tianluo Fruit flew up and landed in front of Liu Wuxie.
Putting the Tianluo Fruit away, a faint smile appeared on Liu Wuxie's lips.
The other classes fell into silence, no one launched a challenge, and they were still silent in the refining of weapons just now.
"Liu Wuxie only has seventeen students in total. Most of the students have already gone out to fight. There should be no one left."
There are still people who are ready to make a move.
There are more than ten people led by Xiang Rulong. They all practice martial arts. Everyone who is supposed to take the stage has taken the stage. Only Zhang Dashan has not yet taken the stage.
Zhang Hua and Wang Zhuang, who represent the formation, will definitely not be able to continue playing.
Ren Fanfan is a woman and is not suitable for refining weapons and elixirs, so she is directly excluded by everyone.
Shi Wa and Zhuang Fang relied on Fu Dao to defeat their opponents and would not continue to play.
"Our chance has come!"
Hearing the conversations around him, Nangongshan's face was filled with smiles.
To be continued...