Looking at the smile rising on Duan Qingyan's face, he reached out to touch the intermediate level three spirit body for the intermediate weapon refiner to use.
Tianhui never said anything to stop him.
As a hammer that has experienced the ups and downs of time, it has long passed the age of uncertainty. How could it be like those small magic weapons that make small fuss?
Duan Qingyan's weapon refining techniques look so natural and natural.
Tianhui is very satisfied. Did you see it? How could this master teaches me not be strong?
Duan Qingyan's weapon refining action was very fast. With every quiet and moving, the time he took action was not as long as he had just sat quietly.
When Duan Qingyan successfully refined the magic weapon in one go, it was quasi-intermediate, which was more popular than advanced magic weapons.
But, if it is quasi-level, it would be better.
But, Tianhui, didn't ask.
He just changed his mind and was not serious. He looked at Duan Qingyan seriously and waited for her answer.
"It's called Bujing." Duan Qingyan spoke, with a smile of joy after success on his face, and his hands unconsciously stroked the curved magic weapon.
Tianhui really wants to complain, it’s such an ugly name, but now isn’t the time to complain, so don’t you see this uncle teaching his disciples a lesson?
"Tell me what you just realized."
Tianhui became serious, Duan Qingyan was really worried about it, and discussed the insights just now with Tianhui.
This discussion lasted for a day and night, and before I knew it, I still missed the time when the two groups had agreed to compete the next day.
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On the balcony, although Mr. Duan usually comes late, today is a bit too late. Everyone has been waiting for her for an hour, so why wouldn’t they come up with any new topics?
In order to smooth things over for my sister, Duan Junyi could only stand up: "If I were you, I wouldn't waste time here to guess how Duan Qingyan was."
"What would you do with the handsome guy?" Although Huangfu Mingmei was speaking seriously, she was too charming and seemed to be deliberately hooking up no matter how she looked.
Looking at Huangfu Mingmei, the little lion who was still alive yesterday had his head hanging down and turned into an injured little wild cat. The result of the private meeting with Huangfu Mingmei last night was obvious.
Huangfu Mingyu also looked at Duan Junyi. I have to say that Huangfu Mingyu has always been a little envious of Duan Junyi. He is a child of a noble family, and Duan Junyi is so calm and wise under thirty. He is definitely not like the kind of a very well-protected aristocratic family. He has a younger and wise sister who doesn't play according to common sense.
Duan Junyi continued to speak: "No matter whether Qingyan came late or whether it was something to give you a test, I think as the team leader, I should take on this test instead of being anxious here. For example, hurry up and train at the last minute before the game."
Huangfu Mingyu also spoke this time: "Our team is confident of winning, and we still don't like this time."
"That little woman gave in." Huangfu Mingmei smiled and took the people away.
Some people still look down on Huangfu Mingmei, but Huangfu Mingyu doesn't. This aunt, who is full of wisdom and good at showing weakness and being good at showing weakness, has always been good at surprises.
Little Lion originally thought that Huangfu Mingyu, the eldest and second brother, did not team up with Huangfu Mingyu. It was like letting the lion return to the forest, showing a sure victory.
As a result, he had to find Miss Yuer to treat it well.
"Xiaoyu, why are you like you haven't woken up today?" Huangfu Mingyu couldn't help asking his partner, Little Loli Jiangyu.
"Brother Mingyu, I had that dream again last night." Jiang Yu pulled Huangfu Mingyu's arm: "Will we go to Nanyuanze to see after the competition? I always feel that someone is waiting for me."
"Did you dream of Nan Yuanze again?"
The little loli tried hard to light her head.
If other girls say that what they dream of is a sign of what they dream of, Huangfu Mingyu thinks it is normal, but the careless and stubborn Xiao Jiangyu will often have the same dream, which is a bit abnormal. Especially when he saw Duan Qingyan's hand, this little guy said that he dreamed of Nan Yuanze almost every day.
Could it be that Jiang Yu’s life experience is related to Duan Qingyan?
It shouldn't be. Duan Qingyan is not from a mysterious background. The Xihe Duan family is the largest supplier of forging products in Nanyuan. How could the children from the big family that have refined weapons for generations be related to the semi-demonic forces like Nanyuanze?
Although Huangfu Mingyu said that he would not care about this time and that they would not train together, he would essentially be a person who would not waste time.
Since there is no training, everyone will play the magic weapon exhibition and story meeting.
Anyway, there are only ten people, each of them takes out their magic weapon and let others guess the performance, usage, and guess all kinds of things.
Then he finally said at least one thing that no one had guessed. If he was guessed, he deserved to be unlucky. It was this turn to give out the spirit stones, and today's post-war treatment fee would be funded by him.
If there are a few more, then there are thousands of spirit stones.
Speaking of it, it is a game, but in fact, Huangfu Mingyu is also thinking of ways to make his teammates familiar with each other. The so-called cooperation starts with understanding.
Huangfu Mingmei was more direct, and she would not know each other without fighting. She had four people in the group, and two groups fought each other.
I don’t have to worry about being disabled. Anyway, there is a treatment for Miss Huangfu Jier. When she comes, she will release some spirit stones, but the injury will be cured.
In order not to hurt the harmony within the group, Huangfu Mingmei also came up with a strategy of personnel rotation, that is, the enemy at the moment may be his teammates the next moment, and the teammate at the moment will also become an enemy at the next moment.
It's hard to hold grudges.
With this mentality, Huangfu Mingmei became a little angry.
The poor little lion was excited to see others beat him, and could only lick the wound silently.
He is not stupid, and in his current situation, he can only be abused if he takes action.
What principles, methods, and games are all bullshit.
In order to win, they don’t need to take the initiative to understand their own people and their opponents, and it’s hard to forget them.
This is Huangfu Mingmei's idea, and this coincides with Duan Qingyan.
Duan Qingyan and Huangfu Jier arrived together.
I saw one group talking and laughing openly and being extremely lazy, while the other group beat it like gunpowder, basically nothing was left without any injuries.
But when they saw Duan Qingyan and Huangfu Jier who had been here for a long time, they were still very excited because of Miss Jier's superb healing techniques.
"Mr. Duan, the magic weapon in your hand seems a bit special." Huangfu Mingyu saw a strange shape on Duan Qingyan's hand at a glance. He said it was a sword type, but it was so many bent, and it was a soft whip, and it was a fixed shape. He said it was like a hidden weapon, but he had never seen such a strange hidden weapon.
"He called Bujing, I was late because of it." Duan Qingyan was found with the extra magic weapon in his hand, and Bujing's appearance was very successful.
Even Bujing trembled slightly, as if she could not wait to show her skills. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)