Ji Jinshu rushed to the weapon competition venue as if he was in a hurry.
Tang Feiwan and Wen Jinning, who no longer had any competition items, followed along and sat in the audience seats.
The rules of the Qidao competition are relatively simple.
Everyone will receive exactly the same refining materials.
Participants can choose materials from them and refine the spiritual weapons they want.
Materials are limited and will not be replenished if damaged during the refining process.
The final ranking of the competition is determined by evaluating the level of the spiritual weapon.
"The competition begins!" The elder's voice echoed above the competition field, announcing the official start of the weapon competition.
The contestants opened their storage bags one after another, began to select the refining materials inside, and then started refining.
Ji Jinshu opened the storage bag and did not rush to do anything. Instead, he picked and chose carefully.
Heavenly Fantasy Stone?
Seeing this, Ji Jinshu quickly decided to refine the spiritual weapon.
He calmly took out the refining materials and quickly went through the methods and steps of tempering the materials in his mind.
Ji Jinshu took a deep breath.
Spiritual power flows into the palm of your hand.
A cluster of spiritual fire was beating in Ji Jinshu's palm.
Ji Jinshu is only at the Golden Core stage, but the strength of the spiritual fire he condenses is almost the same as that of Qin Xingchuan, the chief of Zeyang Sect.
Gradually increasing the spiritual energy, the fire became more intense.
Several disciples who had already started refining spiritual weapons were frightened and almost wasted a portion of the refining materials.
Audience: "Wow! The spiritual fire she condensed looks so powerful."
"I heard she even won first place in the Talisman Competition, even beating Xie Zhao. Is there anything this female cultivator can't do?"
Brother Tou Tie: "What's the big deal? My sister Shu's moves are always extraordinary."
“…”
It's you again, Shu Chui.
Why are you in every one of Ji Jinshu's games?
Tou Tie Ge: How could he miss his idol’s competition?
The refining materials gradually melted under the burning of the spiritual fire, emitting a faint fluorescence.
Not long after, the sound of hammering gradually began to be heard on the field.
Ji Jinshu flexibly controlled the flames, placed the Heavenly Illusion Stone in it, and began to temper it carefully.
His expression was focused and calm.
After all the materials were blended in proportion, Ji Jinshu took out his usual hammer and started hammering.
When the hammer comes down, the sound is louder than any other.
Indeed, his first move was extraordinary.
…
Zhou Jiulu’s cultivation was at the peak of the Golden Core stage, and his sword energy was extremely sharp, with the potential to reach the Nascent Soul stage.
Sword energy crisscrossed the competition stage.
Xia Qian'an swung the long sword in his hand, the sword light flashed, and collided with Zhou Jiulu's sword energy, making a series of metal collision sounds.
Both of them are equally strong, but Xia Qian'an's cultivation is lower than the other, so he is a little struggling.
Seeing this, Zhou Jiulu changed his sword moves and his attack became more fierce.
Xia Qian'an looked solemn as he resisted the opponent's fierce attack.
In the audience, everyone saw this scene and couldn't help but worry for Xia Qian'an.
"He should lose."
"It's rare to see someone from Zhaoyao Peak lose."
"It has to be said that Zhou Jiulu of the Wanjian Sect is truly amazing."
"It's not the end yet. How do you know he's going to lose? He might have a trick up his sleeve."
Xia Qian was pushed back again to the edge of the competition stage.
He quickly twisted his body, kicked off a stone pillar beside him, and flew over Zhou Jiulu's head.
The long sword in his hand danced tightly and tightly.
Several sword energies burst out from the sword, pointing directly at Zhou Jiulu.
Zhou Jiulu raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that it was just the same sword energy as before, so he resisted and dodged, and then took the opportunity to attack Xia Qian'an.
Xia Qian'an's bloodstained lips curled up slightly.
Seeing this, Zhou Jiulu immediately felt the difference in the sword energy. He felt a little scared and thought to himself that something was wrong, and wanted to retreat.
However, the sword energy surrounded him.
"Using sword energy to form a formation?" The leader of the Xingyue Sect who was watching the competition in the hall immediately saw the trick and there was a hint of surprise in his voice.
The leader of the Wanjian Sect said: "This kid has a good understanding of battle formations."
Most of them formed a sword formation with several swords, but I didn’t expect Xia Qian to be able to form a sword energy formation with the energy of one sword.
However, the duration of this sword energy formation is related to the sword energy released by the sword cultivator.
Gradually, everyone discovered the trick.
"He has combined the formation with the sword energy!"
"Don't forget that Xia Qian is also a formation cultivator."
“…”
Zhou Jiulu's face changed drastically. In the formation formed by the sword energy, every strand of sword energy seemed to have its own spirit, echoing each other, making it difficult for him to escape temporarily.
Junior sister, this method is really good.
Xia Qianan took advantage of the formation before it lost its effect and pursued the opponent to win the competition in one fell swoop.
Xia Qian: "Thank you."
Zhou Jiulu: "I admire you. I didn't expect you to combine sword energy and formations together. But I may not lose next time."
When he gets back, he will take a closer look at the formation.
Shang Lu and Gong Xingle are here.
The referee in charge of them wanted to go on the field himself and kick these two guys off the court.
What's there to talk about in a competition? His head is about to explode.
It's just a matter of scattering a handful of melon seeds in the air for these two to crack.
He's going to change shifts!
If the referee was not allowed to interfere with the contestants at will, he would have muted both of them.
I couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up.
"I say, can you two stop talking and speed up the competition? Stop dilly-dallying."
"A warning."
Upon hearing this, Shang Lu and Gong Xingle stopped their competition and sat down to discuss.
referee:"???"
audience:"???"
What the hell?
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