Qin Fengming arrived at the Luoxia Sect's competition ground early because today was the last round of competition.
In the valley, there were already five to six thousand Luoxia Sect disciples standing. All the disciples looked very excited. Even those who had been eliminated had smiles on their faces. Because today the final participant in the battle for the mineral deposits would be decided.
of forty people.
Not long after, Sect Master Wang and others appeared above the competition ground again, glanced at the people below, and said loudly:
"Calm down, disciples. Today will be the last day of this competition. The top forty disciples will be selected from the remaining forty-six. Today's competition rules are different from the past. Each of the remaining forty-six disciples will draw another one.
Good cards. The disciples who draw numbers 41 to 46 will randomly select one of the disciples 1 to 40 to compete. The winner will enter the top 40, and the loser will be eliminated. Okay, now go and draw
Number plate."
Hearing the sect leader's words, Qin Fengming was a little stunned. He never thought that the sect would decide the final top forty in this way.
Following the crowd, Qin Fengming also flew forward and drew the number one card. Looking carefully, he saw the number thirty-seven written on it. He knew that he did not need to choose his opponent, he only waited for his opponent to choose himself.
Qin Fengming knew in his heart that among the forty-six people, he was undoubtedly the lowest level, and it seemed certain that he would be chosen by other disciples.
"The remaining forty-six disciples have drawn number plates, and the last six disciples will start to choose their opponents. Now take a look at the numbers corresponding to the first forty monks. You only need to use your spiritual power to write the corresponding numbers on the number plates.
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Following the words of the middle-aged uncle who presided over the competition a few days ago, a huge light wall suddenly appeared on a stone wall in front. On top of this light wall, the light flashed, and four emerald green names suddenly appeared.
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Everyone present was stunned when they saw it, and they all admired the powerful monk's methods.
Looking carefully at the names on the wall, Qin Fengming didn't recognize most of them, but he recognized two of them. One was Senior Sister Zeng, and the other was a member of the Feng family: Feng Lang.
Of these two people, one was the owner of his first high-grade magic weapon, and the other allowed him to refine it into his first top-grade magic weapon.
In just one cup of tea, six of the names turned red.
But what makes Qin Fengming feel incredible is that he is not among these six people.
It stands to reason that he is the weakest, so no one chooses him. After thinking about it for a while, Qin Fengming suddenly understood the reason.
It's just that everyone is afraid of the many talismans on their bodies.
It was great that no one challenged him. Qin Fengming then ignored the competition in the field, found a quiet place, and began to close his eyes and rest.
After nearly an hour of competition, the top 40 candidates were finally selected.
Among these forty people, there were actually five women. Looking at these five female disciples, I saw that all of them were impressive and as beautiful as flowers. Even Qin Fengming was dumbfounded.
Qin Fengming knew that to be able to stand out among the nearly a thousand Qi-gathering peak disciples, these five female disciples undoubtedly had powerful backers behind them.
"The forty winners will gather at the main hall of Yunque Peak at 10 o'clock tomorrow."
Following Sect Leader Wang's instructions, this extremely lively low-level disciple competition finally came to an end.
After several competitions this time, Qin Fengming can be said to be a blockbuster. As a low-level disciple of the Luoxia Sect, those who don't know him probably have nothing to talk about.
At dawn the next day, Qin Fengming set off for the main hall of Yunque Peak.
During the flight, all the disciples he met nodded to him, and he seemed to have become a famous person in the Luoxia Sect.
When they arrived at the main hall, dozens of disciples had already arrived. Everyone was sitting cross-legged on the futon quietly, and no one made any noise. Qin Fengming found a secluded place, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and meditated by himself
stand up.
As soon as Mao Shi arrived, he saw Sect Leader Wang and two others appearing in the main hall. One of them was the middle-aged man who was hosting the competition, and the other was a red-haired old man.
After all the disciples stood up and saluted respectfully, Sect Master Wang looked at the disciples present, nodded slightly, pointed at the middle-aged man, and said: "After several rounds of competition, you forty disciples have finally been shortlisted. Very good, this time
Junior Brother Zhu will be responsible for distributing the rewards later."
Upon hearing this, all the disciples present could not help but express surprise. The Foundation Building Pill was something that everyone yearned for.
After a short pause, Sect Master Wang continued. "I think you already know about this selection. Forty of you will represent the Luoxia Sect and participate in the battle for the Lingshi Mine that will be held at the Blood Refining Sect eight months later.
, this battle is related to how much of the spirit stone mine our sect has occupied. I hope you will follow Junior Brother Zhu and Junior Brother Bai to practice hard in the next six months, hoping to achieve good results in this competition."
"Junior Brother Zhu will teach you how to control magical weapons, and Junior Brother Bai will teach you how to use various spells. When you go to participate in the competition, our sect will also give everyone here a top-notch magical weapon. I hope you will do your best,
Don’t let down the sect’s hope for you. The rest will be left to Junior Brother Zhu and Junior Brother Bai.”
After Sect Leader Wang finished speaking, he turned around and exited the hall.
"I won't say any more. Now, I will distribute this reward to everyone. You all should keep it." The middle-aged Bromine said, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of red pills flew towards each other.
Everyone.
The elixir stopped two feet away in front of everyone and started spinning in the air. It was such a miraculous skill that it shocked everyone into an uproar.
Qin Fengming looked at the elixir in front of him and saw that the elixir was extremely fragrant and refreshing. When he smelled it, his mind was shaken. He was so happy that he hurriedly took it into his arms.
Seeing that everyone was very enthusiastic about the manipulation technique just now, the middle-aged man smiled slightly and spoke again:
"Hahaha, the method I just used is the art of controlling magical weapons. As long as you study hard and practice hard, you can also reach this level."
"Today I will give you the magic weapon control technique. This technique is divided into: Control, Control, Speed, Ding, and Four Jue. What I just performed was the Control of Zi Jue and Ding Zi Jue. In the next three months, I will use
Here, if you don’t understand something, you can ask at any time. Now I will give you the formula, and you must memorize it carefully.”
Following his words, an extremely difficult sentence reached the ears of all the disciples present.
Qin Fengming couldn't understand it for a while, so he could only remember it with his heart.
After a long time, the red-haired old man also stepped forward and said: "I will teach you the skills of using low-level spells. I think you are all proficient in the spells, but it is very doubtful whether you have mastered the deep meaning."
As the old man spoke, he raised his hand, and a fireball appeared on his fingertips. As the fireball beat, he flicked his middle finger again, and the same fireball flashed out.
The two fireballs kept jumping on his fingertips, changing positions with each other, and the speed was very fast.
Suddenly, when the two fireballs collided, they merged into one. The size was slightly larger than the original single one.
As his fingers kept moving, six fireballs appeared in succession, and all of them merged together without exception.
At this time, the size of the fireball was twice as large as before. With the flick of the old man's finger, a red light shot out and went straight to a huge stone outside the hall.
"Boom!" A loud noise suddenly sounded, and a powerful energy shock suddenly spread from the huge rock to all directions. At the same time, a dazzling red light also flashed on the spot.
Seeing the powerful attack revealed in front of them, all the disciples present took a deep breath. Such a huge energy attack, even a top-level magic weapon, is difficult to compare with. The extremely ordinary low-level magic fire bomb, unexpectedly
It's so powerful, it's beyond everyone's expectation.
Qin Fengming looked carefully and saw that the red-haired old man's technique was definitely not much less powerful than a basic high-level spell.
Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, the old man named Bai smiled calmly and said: "Don't underestimate low-level spells. Sometimes, low-level spells can turn decay into magic. Turn waste into treasure. I hope you will study hard in the future."