Qin Fengming arrived at Luoxia Sect's competition ground early today. Today is the last round of competition.

In the valley, five or six thousand Luoxia Sect disciples arrived one after another. Each of the disciples had excitement on their faces. Even those who had been eliminated had smiles on their faces.

Because today's competition can be said to be the strongest battle among Luoxia Sect's Qi Gathering Stage disciples under the age of thirty-five. Being able to see such a level of competition is definitely a rare thing for everyone.

Not long after, Sect Leader 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. The rules of today's competition are different from those in the past. Each of the remaining forty-six disciples will draw another one.

Number plate. The disciples who draw numbers 41 to 46 will randomly select one of the disciples number 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 slightly startled. He never thought that the sect would decide the final top forty names 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, but 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 being chosen by other disciples was undoubtedly a sure thing.

"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 of it. On top of this light wall, the light flashed, and forty emerald green names suddenly appeared.

out.

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 did not 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; the other was the person who 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 lowest among the people and should be the weakest in strength. But in the end, no one chose him. After Qin Fengming thought about it for a while, he 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 more than 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 tomorrow at Mao."

Following Sect Leader Wang's instructions, this extremely lively low-level disciple competition finally came to an end.

After several competitions, Qin Fengming can be said to be a blockbuster. Among the low-level disciples of the Luoxia Sect, there are only a few people who don't know him.

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 became a famous figure in the Luoxia Sect.

When they arrived at the main hall, more than a dozen disciples had arrived. Everyone was sitting cross-legged on the futon quietly, and no one made any noise. Qin Fengming found a secluded place, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

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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.

All the disciples stood up one after another and saluted respectfully.

Sect Master Wang looked at the disciples present, nodded slightly, and said: "After several rounds of arduous competitions, you and the other forty people have ranked among the top forty Qi Gathering disciples of our Luoxia Sect. Junior Brother Zhu will soon be responsible for the rewards promised at the beginning."

Distributed to everyone, please be patient now."

Suddenly hearing the words of the sect master, all the disciples present showed surprise. For everyone, the Foundation Establishment Pill is something that everyone yearns for. Since they can get the Foundation Establishment Pill in a short time, although everyone is happy, but who

He didn't act too eager.

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 Lingshi Mine our sect has occupied. I hope you will follow Junior Brother Zhu and Junior Brother Bai to prepare well in the next six months, so that you can achieve good results in this competition."

After a slight pause, Sect Leader Wang continued: "Junior Brother Zhu will teach you the skills of controlling magic weapons, and Junior Brother Bai will be responsible for the use of various spells. When you go to participate in the competition, our sect will also give each of you a top-level magic weapon.

Qi. I hope you will take care of yourself and don’t let down the sect’s hope for you. I’ll leave the rest to Junior Brother Zhu and Junior Brother Bai.”

After Sect Master 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 monk said, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of red pills flew to everyone.

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The elixir stopped two feet away in front of everyone and started spinning in the air. Such a miraculous skill immediately shocked everyone into an uproar.

Qin Fengming ignored the strange manipulation technique of the middle-aged monk, but fixed his eyes tightly on the bright red pill in front of him. He only felt that the fragrance of this pill was extremely fragrant, refreshing the heart and lungs, and his mind was filled with it when he smelled it.

Zhen. He didn't care to examine it carefully. He was so happy that he hurriedly took it into his arms.

Seeing that everyone had put away the Foundation Establishment Pill, the middle-aged man smiled slightly and said again: "The method I just used is the art of controlling magical weapons. As long as you study hard and practice hard, you can reach this level.

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When everyone heard this, they were surprised.

"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.

This passage is not a spell, but a fine-tuning explanation for controlling the magic weapon. Even so, Qin Fengming had difficulty understanding it for a while, so he could only memorize 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 continued to flick, six fireballs appeared in succession, all of which 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 breath. Such a huge energy attack, even a top-level magical weapon, is difficult to compare with it. The extremely ordinary low-level magic fire bullet technique,

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.
Chapter completed!