At this time, a young woman with outstanding grace walked up to the stands in the central field and said generously: "Everyone, my name is Zi Ling, and I am the director of the Shenbing Pavilion. First of all, I am here to represent the Shenbing Pavilion.
I would like to express my gratitude to the families who competed and the experts who watched, and thank you for the trust and support of your team Shenbing Pavilion."
"Next, please place your bets on the weapons of your choice. Now we ask our attendants to present you with the weapon cards for today's competition. Please make your decision." As soon as Zi Ling finished speaking, many attendants appeared on the first floor and began to walk among the guests.
Shuttle back and forth. At this moment, the door of Zhao Jin's private room rang, and the guard opened the door. An attendant came in first holding a box of wooden cards, followed by several attendants holding wooden boxes.
Zhao Jin took a look and saw that there were more than a dozen wooden signs, which indicated the name of the weapon, the owner, the craftsman of the weapon, and the odds. To place a bet, you only need to add the wooden sign of your favorite weapon to the amount of the bet.
Just put it into the wooden box, and then someone will seal the wooden box to prevent the amount from being lost or someone tampering with it. A wooden box can only hold one wooden sign, and the wooden box of the winner will be returned to the bettor's hand.
Zhao Jin winked at Jiang Ling. Jiang Ling smiled bitterly and quickly found Zhao Jin's wooden sign. When he opened it, he saw that the odds were eight to one, which was quite high. Then, and a stack of golden tickets
Put it into the wooden box. Xia Lu and Dong Xue looked depressed. This morning, the young master suddenly took away all their money, saying that he wanted to invest and make money for them. Now they know what the young master used it for, but the young master has never won.
Come on, it seems that my personal money is gone.
Luo Qing took a look and said to Zhao Jin: "Brother Zhao, it's not that I don't like you, it's just...forget it, I can only give you a thousand gold beads to help you." Luo Qing asked for two.
There are two wooden boxes, one for himself and two thousand gold beads, and the other for Zhao Jin.
"Don't regret it when you bet too little." Zhao Jin reminded. Luo Qing pouted, meaning: Brother, have you ever won?
"Then I'll play too. Ling'er will come with me. I'll give you Zhao Jin one hundred and two gold beads." Huo Xingyue asked for a wooden box.
"Thank you for your support, Huo Xingyue, you can't put more pressure on me." Zhao Jin cupped his hands and said, "One hundred gold beads, you have the nerve to take them out. Ling'er is a commoner, let's not talk about it, you are the queen of everyone after all."
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"Who told you that your record is so bad? Do I dare? I can bet on you because we are friends, otherwise I would not bet on you." Huo Xingyue's words shocked Luo Qing. When did Brother Zhao and Huo Xingyue become so familiar?
Already? Brother Zhao, okay!
"Let's make a bet," Zhao Jin said.
"What are you betting on?" Huo Xingyue looked at Zhao Jin and asked.
"If I win, I'll kiss you; if you win, you kiss me." Luo Qing, who had just taken a sip of tea, immediately burst into tears when he heard this. Brother Zhao, you don't want to die.
"Your skin is itchy, right?" Huo Xingyue's face suddenly turned pink and she pretended to be fierce. Ling'er, who was beside her, laughed again.
"Okay, I'm teasing you." Zhao Jin just teased the girl and asked for some interest from being kicked away by the girl last time. "In this case, if I win, you promise me one thing; otherwise, I promise you
one thing."
"If you dare to make any rude demands, don't blame me for being rude." Huo Xingyue threatened.
"Absolutely not, let's high-five each other." Zhao Jin raised his right hand and high-fived Huo Xingyue. At this time, Zi Ling in the stands below said again: "Please buy the fixed-sealing box, our competition is about to begin."
After the attendants confirmed that Zhao Jin and others had not changed, they began to seal the wooden box. After the sealing was completed, all the attendants exited the room.
"I think everyone is already looking forward to today's competition, so I will stop talking nonsense and invite us to bring out our first weapon, the magic weapon of Luo Hong, the master of the Luo family, the passing water sword." As soon as Zi Ling finished speaking, an attendant held it.
A wooden box walked onto the stage, followed by a tough man. At the other end, a huge stone was pushed up.
The weapon competition is conducted by these trainers. They are ordinary people who cannot practice fighting spirit. They hold the weapons forged by the noble families and slam them against a piece of gold and jade to see whose weapon hits the gold and jade.
The scar is big, the scar is deep, whose weapon is the winner.
Don't underestimate this simple test, it is not easy to cause damage to gold and jade. First of all, this gold and jade in another world is as hard as steel, and it is not so easy to cause scars. Secondly, this gold and jade has a special characteristic
, that is, it can heal itself. If the scar you caused is not big or deep enough, the mark will disappear almost quickly.
I saw this big man taking out the weapon from the wooden box, showing it to the surrounding onlookers, and then holding the long sword tightly and coming to the big stone. The big man adjusted his breathing, then shouted loudly, raised the long sword with both hands, and then slashed hard.
.I saw a burst of sparks flashing on the boulder, leaving a white shallow mark, which quickly disappeared.
"It seems that Mr. Luo's weapons still lack some craftsmanship. Don't be discouraged. We look forward to your performance next time. Then please bring out our second weapon." Zi Ling then introduced other weapons.
Zhao Jin was not in the mood to read any more. These weapons were not good at all. They were just playing tricks on each other. Take the Passing Water Sword just now. What kind of gems are inlaid on the blade of your sword? You don’t know how the inlay will be.
Does it affect the flexibility and hardness of the sword body? If you compare a sword like this to a sword, it’s good if it’s not broken. But if you take it to the battlefield or fight for your life, it’s just scrap metal.
The weapons he received were just as Zhao Jin predicted. Each one had a more deceptive name than the last, and the styles were also various. However, each one could be called a magic weapon, and even the sharp weapons were quite different. I wonder if someone deliberately arranged it.
, Zhao Jin and Lin Ran’s weapons were actually arranged at the end, and Zhao Jin had to watch the previous dozen weapon competitions.
"Now, I would like to invite Young Master Lin Ran of the Lin family to acquire the weapon, the soul-splitting gun. This gun weighs sixty kilograms and was forged by the famous craftsman Qiu Ming. Let us witness the elegance of this weapon." Zi Lingyi said.
After that, there were two attendants carrying a long spear, and then a huge man walked behind.
Zhao Jin looked at the gun and smiled. This gun is good and well-made, but what about its practicality? At sixty kilograms, most people cannot use it. Even if it can be picked up, it cannot be wielded for a long time.
Combat. There is also the gun head, which is made to look like that, but it does not even have a basic health tank. There is also the barb, one or two will be enough, but you can install eight at once. If it penetrates the enemy's body,
It took a lot of effort to pull it out, and it just got stuck.
Huo Xingyue saw Zhao Jin shaking his head and asked curiously: "Zhao Jin, why are you shaking your head? Why is this gun bad? I think it's good, it looks good."
"Good-looking? Weapons are used by soldiers to fight, and by people for self-defense. Weapons that have no actual combat effect can only be a piece of art with a superficial appearance. It can be used for decoration, but it can be used to compete with others for their lives.
, It’s just asking for death.” Zhao Jin laughed.
"Yo yo yo, you are right. If you are so powerful, you can take out your weapons later to open our eyes." Huo Xingyue said dissatisfied.
"You will see it later." After Zhao Jin finished speaking, he continued to look down. He saw that the big man had picked up the spear, adjusted his breathing, shouted, and stabbed with the spear.