Chapter 249 Exam questions? Isn't that the magic sword you surrendered?
Seeing the scabbard cast by Apache and successfully locking his magic sword, Singer's face turned extremely gloomy.
I feel like I may be in a mess this time.
Of course, things may not necessarily develop in a bad direction. Whether Apache can use the scabbard to drive this magic sword is the key to this problem.
"The soldiers are locked, let's try to drive them now..."
Apachitan smiled and glanced at Singer and said softly.
When everyone heard this, they held their breath and watched carefully the scabbard on Apache's hand.
If this sword sheath could really drive the evil soldiers and demon swords at will, then this might also become a major reform.
The fierce soldiers who are obtained from the Abyss Demons in the future may not be able to use them, and they can even achieve the greatest effect.
Of course, all this depends on whether Apache can succeed.
However, even if it is not successful, it will open up new ideas for everyone and make a great contribution.
"boom!
”
Apache's eyes flashed, his face full of seriousness, no longer careless, and then activated the scabbard and slowly stretched out the magic sword from the scabbard.
However, just as Apache used the sword sheath to pull the magic sword, a terrifying and fierce aura suddenly bombed from the sword sheath like a volcano erupting.
Sweeping the whole audience!
"Bang!
”
The scabbard was directly knocked away.
He smashed Apache behind him with a bang!
Apache's eyes flashed, and seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly pulled away and dodged.
This is why I was not so unlucky that I was injured by the scabbard cast by myself.
On the other side, the explosion of the evil soldier and demon sword was completely out of control.
It is still very spiritual. Knowing that these people in the field want to be unfavorable to them, it exploded along the moment the sword sheath was opened and fled directly to the door!
"Stop it!"
"Don't let it run out!"
Seeing this, Tan Hanmo, Qi Ziran, Xu Qinchao and others changed their faces and stood up and shouted loudly.
If the fierce soldiers run out, they will definitely be in chaos.
And the Divine Soldier Academy is here, which may cause many military commanders to suffer.
"Wow!"
Just as the evil soldier and demon sword fled to the door and no one intercepted it, suddenly, the door was pushed open and a young man stepped in.
"Dean, I'm back."
A clear voice sounded.
Tan Hanmo and others looked closely and found that it was Wei Ran who came.
"Wei Ran?!"
At this moment, Tan Hanmo and others were so scared that they flew three feet away.
Damn, why did Wei Ran come here at this time?!
Damn it, if something happened to Wei Ran, Singh, Apache, you all have to be buried with him!
!
Tan Hanmo was shocked, angry and frightened. He wanted to rescue Wei Ran, but it was too late at this time.
"Um?!"
As soon as Wei Ran entered the soldier-casting hall, he saw a black long sword emitting fierce flames, catching his head in front of him.
The power of this black sword is very terrifying, not inferior to the Qingzhu Sword he had subdued in the ruins at that time.
"Mysterious soldier?"
Wei Ran is not a person who has no knowledge now. His first reaction was to guess the origin of this black sword.
He suspected that someone wanted to attack him, and at the first moment, he poured his true energy into the sword box and prepared to use the Ten-Straight Sword Formation to blast the magic sword.
However……
As Wei Ran poured his true energy into the sword box and opened it, the magic sword rushing towards him was like noodles on the mouth of a person. He sucked it and was directly taken in by the sword box.
"call……"
In an instant, the terrifying and ferocious aura that swept the audience also dissipated with the magic sword.
"Um??!"
"Where is the magic sword?"
"Wei Ran, are you okay?"
"Wei Shen, how do you feel?"
"Where has the magic sword gone?"
When everyone saw the demon sword disappearing, and Wei Ran was still safe and sound, they couldn't help but be surprised and started to discuss it continuously.
Tan Hanmo and other sage craftsmen in the Divine Soldier Academy were more concerned about Wei Ran’s condition and asked about his physical condition repeatedly.
Singer was stunned on the spot.
Because at this moment, his only slight connection with the evil soldier and demon sword was completely interrupted.
This is something that didn't happen even if Apache just got the magic sword into the scabbard!
A bad premonition suddenly arose in Singh's heart.
I feel that his magic sword is really not able to be taken back...
"I'm fine..."
Wei Ran shook his head slightly, feeling quite surprised. Who gave him a big gift?
As soon as we met, we gave ourselves a mouthful of almost epic sword soldier.
He originally thought that the magic sword had a master, and someone was attacking him, but the magic sword was taken away by the sword box, and he realized that the magic sword had no master.
It was the first time Wei Ran saw the fierce soldier, but he didn't expect that the sword box could be taken away directly.
This surprised him quite a bit.
"Jirigujiji..."
At this time, Wei Ran saw a man with a little dark skin, sharp eyes and a hooked nose, talking to him, but he couldn't understand.
"What is he talking about?"
Wei Ran pointed at Singer and asked Tan Hanmo.
Seeing this, Tan Hanmo threw a headset to Wei Ran and explained: "He said that the test questions he gave were finally solved by you. Thank you very much. He also said that it is better to meet him than to be famous. I want to be your teacher."
"Yeah?"
Wei Ran reached out to take the headphones used for translation that Tan Hanmo had thrown, and asked, "It's better to be exempted from taking a disciple, but what are the test questions? Why didn't I see them?!"
While speaking, Wei Ran also put on the headphones, and now he could finally understand what Singer and other foreigners said.
"Where did you take the magic sword?"
"Take it out and take a look?"
"If you can't solve the problem, don't occupy the pit and don't poop..."
Singer urged in a little anxious tone.
Seeing this, other foreign military forging divisions couldn't help but cheer: "Singer? Why? You can't afford to lose?"
"By the way, is this Wei Ran a magic craftsman? He looks so young..."
"How did he put away that fierce soldier? Apache had used a scabbard..."
When Wei Ran listened to their conversation, he thought of Tan Hanmo's words just now, and immediately understood.
It turns out that the evil soldiers and demon swords that were just taken away by the sword box are the test questions they are solving?
It seems that it was produced by this hook-nosed craftsman?
So he looks a little too unaffordable to lose?
Seeing this, Wei Ran smiled slightly and said, "So that sword was just a test question? Sorry, I don't know much about this, but it has been subdued by me now and may not be able to repay you..."
After saying that, Wei Ran reached out and pointed it out, and the magic sword painted black with countless cumbersome inscriptions appeared in Wei Ran's hands.
The demonic flames that lingered at the same time also rose up again.
In the eyes of everyone, this violent mouth was extremely violent. They had used many methods to sacrifice and refine the magic sword, but they were so obedient that they could not sacrifice and subdue. At this moment, they were so obedient that they were all stunned.
"I'm really surrendered by Wei Ran?!"
"How the hell did he do it?"
"It's true that he is the craftsman who casts the Resurrection Armor!"
"Awesome, Singer really fell this time..."
A group of foreign craftsmen looked at Wei Ran with admiration and said in surprise.
"Oh...I lost, it's a pity..."
When Apache saw that Wei Ran was so light, he subdued the magic sword. When he thought that he worked hard to customize the magic sword scabbard, but failed to successfully subdue the magic sword, he almost killed Wei Ran. He couldn't help but sigh with regret and regret.
As he said that, he took out an epic piece of soldier casting material and threw it to Singh.
This was their previous agreement.
If he can successfully solve the problem, not only will the magic sword belong to him, but he can also get three mythical-level military casting materials.
And if this problem cannot be solved, he will lose to Singer with an epic piece of material.
Apache is actually not a failure. After all, it was just the magic sword that was out of control just now. If he continued to try again, there was still a possibility that he could suppress the magic sword and drive it...
However, now that the Demon Sword has been completely subdued by Wei Ran, he has no chance to try again, so he naturally loses.
I can only give Singer an epic piece of material.
"Bang!"
Singer reached out to catch the material, but his face still looked very bad.
After all, according to his idea, even if someone can eventually subdue the magic sword.
But in this process, many people still failed to subdue, and they could earn at least a dozen or even dozens of epic materials.
This is not a loss at all.
After all, the current mythological materials are still a bit useless, nominally more advanced than epic materials, but no one can use them.
And if no one can subdue this magic sword, then he will make a fortune in vain and be so happy that he will be able to fly.
But now, only Apache tried it, and Wei Ran then subdued the magic sword casually.
He's a big loss...
Singer felt his heart was bleeding.
Wei Ran was not clear about these, and he was not even very clear about them. The requirements for the test questions were to completely subdue the magic sword. He thought it was other requirements, but he subdued the magic sword, leaving them with no fierce soldiers available.
This requires compensation for others...
"I don't have a fierce soldier on my hands. Otherwise, I'll cast one or a few legendary sword soldiers to return you?"
Wei Ran asked softly as he watched Singer accept the epic materials given by Apache.
In his estimate, the power of this magic sword is not inferior to that of an epic divine weapon.
However, he is currently strong enough, and may be able to try to cast epic divine weapons, but after all, he hasn't tried it yet, so he wants to see if he can directly use more confident legendary divine weapons to compensate.
If not, try it more and compensate them for an epic magic weapon.
"snort!"
Hearing Wei Ran's words, Singer thought he was deliberately mocking him. His face was gloomy, he snorted coldly, and then threw three mythical soldier-making materials to Wei Ran.
Although he didn't want to give it to Wei Ran, he didn't want to bear the reputation of not being able to lose.
Then, he probably won't be qualified to participate in such a magic craftsman exchange meeting again.
"Um?!"
Wei Ran reached out to catch these three mythological materials and was stunned. Why didn't Singer ask for his own compensation? Instead, he gave him three mythological materials?
"Ha ha……"
When Tan Hanmo and others saw Wei Ran's confused look, they couldn't help laughing.
Then, Tan Hanmo explained to Wei Ran: "That's right. The test question Singer just gave everyone is how to subdue this evil soldier and magic sword. If it can be successfully subdued, the magic sword will be returned to the other party, and he will give the other party three more mythological materials..."
"Is this how?"
When Wei Ran heard this, he looked at Singer with a gloomy face, and smiled, grinned and said, "You are such a good person."
"I'm not saying thank you, Brother Wufly?" Xu Qinchao laughed.
He glanced at Singh with disdain.
Wei Ran also laughed and said, "Thank you, Brother Wufly."
He also knew that Singer was not kind, but it didn't matter, he was making a profit anyway.
Then I would like to thank him a few words, it’s nothing.