Bing Xiu, he had heard someone mention it a long time ago.
However, he had never understood what a soldier cultivator was like.
But it sounds pretty awesome.
Zhang Fei's eyes fixed on Long Xiaohai, and he said slowly: "Soldier cultivator, very strong.
They can use the unique methods of military cultivation to sacrifice and refine weapons.
Let the weapons establish a connection with them.
Just like Long Xiaohai.
Moreover, all aspects of the weapons refined by the military practitioners will be improved.
Ordinary weapons can even reach the level of magical weapons in some aspects.
The attack was extremely shocking.
A bit like a natal weapon.
However, once a soldier's weapon is destroyed, it will not matter to him.
Unlike other cultivators, once their natal weapon is damaged, it will not cause serious injuries to the cultivator.
This Long Xiaohai is not simple."
"Then the weapons they are refining are magical tools?" Qin Feng stared.
"That would definitely be stronger. However, for soldiers, this is their greatest advantage and greatest disadvantage.
Magical weapons are fine, but as their realm improves, the quality of the weapons they need will also increase.
For example, at the level above Nascent Soul, magic weapons will basically not cause any harm to them.
"It's not easy to get hundreds of spiritual weapons that are above magic weapons." Zhang Fei sighed.
Qin Feng raised his head and looked at the arena.
The spears, like terrifying arrows, poured down like a rain of arrows.
Every shot made the ring tremble.
The man below could only persevere.
Countless spiritual lights gathered on his body to form a wall.
However, soon, the spear broke through the air again and then fell from the sky again.
Endless.
"Crack!" The wall made of spiritual power finally shattered.
When the spear was about to penetrate the man's chest, Kou Menming reached out his hand, and a huge palm grabbed the man and disappeared in an instant.
The spear smashed onto the stage, filling the air with dust and smoke.
There were loud explosions all around.
The way countless people looked at Long Xiaohai also changed.
“So strong!”
"Is this Bing Xiu?"
"Next one!" Long Xiaohai reached out, grabbed a spear, and chopped it heavily on the ground.
Look around.
"This is too shameless. There is no chance to get close at all." Lin Huaian was speechless.
"When facing soldiers, we can basically only rely on speed or armor and magic tools to break through. Or, we can wait until their spiritual power is exhausted!" Zhang Fei sighed.
He turned his head and looked at Qin Feng.
Are all the people from Fengcheng so strong?
With Guzhongming's protection, the second person quickly jumped onto the stage.
But he was soon defeated.
It was not until he won five consecutive games and his spiritual power was exhausted that Long Xiaohai jumped off the ring.
After all, the eyes of several people around Ming lit up.
"Sir, this soldier is pretty good." said one person.
"Don't touch Lord Qin Feng's men." Kouzhongming said lightly.
"oh!"
"Brother-in-law, what do you think? This is my true strength. Are you confident that you can fight me at my peak state?" Long Xiaohai grinned and sat beside Qin Feng. He put one hand into the storage bag and frantically absorbed the spirit stones in the storage bag.
"Let's split it 30% and 70%!" Qin Feng said lightly.
Long Xiaohai laughed: "Hahaha, I still have a 30% chance of winning."
Zhou Meng smiled coldly: "In three breaths, I will only kill you seven times."
"Ah?" Long Xiaohai widened his eyes and turned to look at Zhou Meng, looking confused.
Kill seven times in three breaths???
What a joke!
He doesn't believe it!
"As a human being, you have to listen to advice. It's not easy for you to get off the ring alive." Zhou Meng sneered.
The Nascent Soul cultivator was almost hacked to death by Qin Feng. What do you think Qin Feng meant by the 70-30 split?
"Master, I want to go up and play too." Lin Huaian jumped onto the stage.
The first match is against the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment.
Thirty breaths, and it's done.
However, Lin Huaian did not use any magic weapon.
With bare hands, every punch hits the flesh, attracting a lot of attention.
"Hey, this little brother is quite strong. He is a physical cultivator." Long Xiaohai commented.
Soon, Lin Huaian won four consecutive games and his spiritual power was exhausted, so he left the ring.
"Well done! Use the magic weapon directly next time." Zhang Fei praised.
Lin Huaian was covered in blood and sweat. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The next battle is the hard one. Those who go up first are not very strong."
Lin Huaian was well aware of this.
Jiang Yan also came on stage one after another.
Jiang Yan lost the first game.
He was almost killed by a sword.
"Master, we can't fight them. Their realm is too high." Jiang Yan smiled bitterly.
In the first match, he faced a late Jindan stage opponent.
Before she could even use her magic weapon, the sword light came at her.
It’s impossible to defeat a swordsman who is at the seventh level of the Golden Core Realm.
"It's okay! Zhou Meng, it's time for you to go up."
Zhou Meng nodded and jumped onto the stage.
He directly used the magic weapon that Qin Feng had refined for him.
When two mysterious runes flashed on the boxing gloves, all the Nascent Souls present were excited.
"An enchanted magic weapon. And it's a magic weapon with two kinds of enchantment! Hiss, where did this kid get it from?"
Lan Yun, Tang He and the others looked horrified.
A pair of eyes were fixed on the gloves in Zhou Meng's hands.
At this moment, Zhou Meng's fists were like the scorching sun.
Fiery red lines appeared on his body.
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