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Chapter 1904 Bet on all of your lives(2/2)

Everyone at the Tianyue Dojo had to be in high tension from the first step to the last step. After half an hour, their soul power was extremely consumed, and several long swords were broken in a row.

Half of the time has just passed, and Qingyan Dojo has begun to overwhelm Tianyue Dojo in terms of numbers.

"Hurry up and refine it. I teach you how I usually teach you."

Zhu Gaoyang roared in the audience and asked the ten students on the stage to speed up the refining.

The more this happens, the more mistakes are made. Many students are under great psychological pressure and refining one weapon and discarding the other, creating a vicious cycle.

On the contrary, no one spoke at Qingyan Dojo. No matter who was fighting, Liu Wuxie only gave him a comforting look, not even any words of encouragement.

"Crack!"

A long sword was made useless at Tianyue Dojo.

"Crack!"

Another long sword broke due to insufficient heat.

Zhu Gaoyang was no longer able to curse and could only stand aside and worry.

In the past three days, Liu Wuxie did not teach Diao Jiuzhi and the others the advanced weapon refining skills. They just had to complete it according to what they had practiced before. He only asked them to continue to cooperate and refining over and over again, that's all.

It is obviously impossible for them to learn the advanced weapon refining skills in three days, as long as they can cooperate with each other tacitly.

If it were any other instructor, he would definitely take advantage of the last period of time to pass on what he has learned throughout his life to his students so that they can achieve good results.

If Liu Wuxie did this, it would undoubtedly be counterproductive. Not only would it have no effect, it would also make them at a loss.

Strategy is often more important than strength.

There was only one and a half hours left. Diao Jiuzhi and Ren Fanfan were already filled with weapons, and every weapon was shining, and not a single one was useless.

"A bunch of trash, you are all trash!"

Zhu Gaoyang may have been tired of scolding, so he stood on the edge of the weapon refining platform and loudly insulted these students as trash.


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