Seeing Liu Fei nodding, Liu Yi stood up, his whole bones crackled and his body suddenly grew three inches taller, and a majestic breath suddenly centered on him, setting off a whirlpool and spreading around. .
Although the instrument masters present were not high in their original strength levels, they were all above the sixth level, but despite this, they were still agitated by this powerful vortex, and they stepped back one after another, with shocked expressions on their faces.
Tang Yan's expression changed, and she lost her voice: "Tenth level?"
Xue Yin was also stunned at this time. She didn't expect Master Liu Fei to have a tenth-level war slave. She couldn't help but step back a few steps, repenting in her heart that Liu Mei should not have been killed.
Liu Fei smiled triumphantly, and said, "The old man, a war slave, finally broke through the ninth level a month ago. Liu did not tell Guanshi Tang before this matter. I will take this opportunity today, and the public will be fine."
The students around, especially the five or six rows in front, were pushed by the vortex and had to retreat to the back, with horrified expressions on their faces, with a trace of fanatical worship, looking at Liu Yi and Liu Fei.
As a weapon master, in addition to its own craftsmanship, another measure of its ability is war slaves. The higher the level of the weapon master, the more powerful fighters will follow.
Liu Fei looked at the crowd, and said inwardly: "The old man lost the first game to the effect, but in the second game, the old man has the confidence that he will definitely win, huh, let Liu win as soon as he shoots, and the fight will be resolved in an instant. In this way, even though it was a tie, in terms of momentum, the old man won. As for this Munan, I will find a chance to deal with him in the future."
Liu Yi's tenth-level strength shocked everyone, and apart from the heavy breathing, the entire square was suddenly quiet.
Not long after, Wang Lin walked in from the outside without rushing, and leaped up the stone platform along the aisle. He glanced at Liu Yi, his pupils contracted, and then he slowed down and said inwardly: "Tenth level. This Liu Fei deserves to be the first instrument master of the Tang Academy."
Liu Fei looked at Wang Lin coldly, and said sarcastically: "Master Munan, where is your war slave? Isn't it not there, or is he afraid to play?"
Wang Lin's expression was as usual, and a smile appeared in his eyes. He glanced at the other person with deep meaning, nodded slowly, and said, "Well, if that's the case, Mu will not hide himself."
When he came back just now, he was already holding something in his hand. It was small, and no one could see the slightest abnormality when he clenched his fist. At this moment, his vitality was vomiting slightly, and the surrounding landscape suddenly changed.
A huge breath descended from the sky, and the colorful brilliance flashed sharply, and the figure of an old man in white gradually condensed from illusion to solidity. After only two steps, he appeared in front of Wang Lin, his feet not touching the ground, floating about half a meter in the air, with his hands on his back. With a look of loneliness, he swept around, finally turned his eyes on Liu Yi, and said faintly: "You, dare to fight the old man?"
When the old man swept away, everyone's heart beat, and there was an illusion of being seen through by life, and all of them showed horror.
The powerful breath swept around like a violent wind, and it spread rapidly in an instant. All the students in the entire square stood up involuntarily and quickly retreated under the suppression of this breath.
As for those weapon masters, Huangshan was the first to take out the spirit tools to open the defense, and then all the device masters did the same, and they opened their defensive spirit weapons with shocked expressions.
Despite this, he still couldn't resist the powerful breath, one by one, breathing heavily, retreating to a few hundred meters away before reluctantly holding on.
Tang Su was no exception. He stepped back more than a hundred meters away, staring straight at Wang Lin, his mind was blank.
Xue Yin's face has changed. She had already regarded Wang Lin very high before, but now she discovered that Wang Lin was too mysterious, and there was always something amazing.
After all, Tang Yan was one of the three major stewards of the Tang Academy. She was the first to recover. She took a bitter look at Wang Lin's war slave, and she was sure in her heart that this person was indeed a level twelve strength, with such an aura. She felt it in her ancestors.
From the bottom of her heart to Wang Lin, she had completely lost the previous contempt, her eyes showed respect, and she decided in her heart that the material level of this Master Mu Nan was the same as that of Master Liu Fei, level ten.
Zhang Rencai was stunned, and after a long time he was relieved. His inner evaluation of Wang Lin has been improved again. With such a strong person willing to become a war slave, his spiritual tool making strength must be far superior to himself.
Liu Fei was already speechless, his expression dull, his expression dull.
Liu Yi was stunned, the previous calmness disappeared in an instant, hesitated for a moment, and respectfully asked: "Eleventh level? Broken Void?"
The old man looked as usual, with extremely bright light flashing in his eyes, he was full of wind and thunder between his hands and feet, and he was fully equipped with the demeanor of a generation of masters: "You are wrong. In the First World War, you broke your arms and legs, and the old man spared you not to die."
Wang Lin touched his chin. He only injected 40% of his vitality. He wanted all his vitality to flow in when he was at the third level, so that he could barely reach the tenth level.
The master illusioned by this illusionary weapon almost possesses intelligence that is not weaker than that of ordinary people. It does not need to be operated by him at all. Regardless of his expression and language, it will change with the surrounding environment and enemies.
Liu Yi looked at the old man in horror, struggling.
The old man snorted coldly, let out a deep breath, and said leisurely in the attitude of a peerless master: "Things that do not live or die, in that case, let the old man send you a ride!" After speaking, he lifted off his body and opened his hands. When he opened, a trace of black energy visible to the naked eye was condensed from all directions between the sky and the earth, and in front of him, a black sphere the size of a skull appeared.
The ball flickered and thunder came from within.
Tang Yan's complexion changed tragically in an instant, and he immediately said loudly, "The master calmed down his anger, this... Is this a big thunder and annihilating the ball?"
The old man said calmly: "You girl is quite knowledgeable."
Tang Yan said quickly: "Senior, this big thunder has amazing power to kill the ball. There are many students at the Tang Academy. This..."
At this moment, three monstrous auras suddenly came out from the Tang Academy. Between the wind and thunder, three changhongs came through the sky, and they came to the sky above the square in an instant. The three were dressed in red, white, and black. The clothes are all elderly people, but the suffocating vitality fluctuations have caused everyone to step back.
Seeing these three people, Tang Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and said respectfully: "Tang Yan has met the three elders."
All three of them were among the hermits in the Tang Academy and would not show up easily. When practicing today, I suddenly felt the twelfth-level vitality fluctuations coming from the academy, where the duties of the three of them were, so they rushed together.
After the three of them showed up, they didn't even look at Tang Yan and the surrounding weapon masters, staring at the war slave who was transformed by Wang Lin's spiritual weapon without saying a word.
Wang Lin was shocked in his heart, stepped back, he was worried that the old man transformed by the magic weapon would be seen by others.
The black-clothed old man broke the silence, his voice was slightly hoarse, and said: "Friend, put away your thunder and kill the ball."
The transformed Zhan Slave looked back at Wang Lin and said calmly, "I want to unlock the seal, can I?"
The three elders suddenly looked at Wang Lin. The black-clothed old man narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Who are you?"
Tang Yan hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Master Mu is a master of the academy, and this master is his war slave." After that, she briefly explained the causes and consequences.
After listening to this, the black-clothed old man gave Wang Lin a deep look, then turned his gaze to Zhan Slave, and said, "My friend, this is the Tang Academy. I will say it again. Put away your thunder and kill the ball. People are about to shoot."
As Wang Lin gritted his teeth, all his Yuanli was poured into the spiritual weapon in his palm. The war slave who was instantly transformed into a long smile looked up to the sky, his body slowly misty, and a trace of colorful light beams reflected from his body. At this moment, the sky and the earth were all Change, the sun and the moon are dull.
The three elders changed their expressions, stepped back a few steps, and their faces were uncertain.
The illusioned Zhan Slave's gaze was filled with smoke, glanced at the three of them, and said in a low voice: "Three twelfth-level juniors, can you dare to fight the old man?"
The black-clothed old man looked gloomy and said, "It turns out that my friend's actual strength is level fourteen. My friend, do you have a feud with my Tang Academy?"
Zhan Nu glanced away and glanced at Liu who was already sitting on the ground in fright.
Without saying anything, the black-clothed old man grabbed with his right hand and Liu Yi grabbed it without any resistance. The old man shook his five fingers. He only heard a "click", Liu Yi's neck was tilted, blood was vomiting at the mouth, and he died of anger.
Wang Lin touched his chin, his face was as usual, but his heart was tense to the limit. He pondered for a moment, and said, "Okay, I won this battle."
The old war slave who was transformed by the spirit weapon looked back at Wang Lin and nodded, his body disappeared into the sky like a ladder.
The three elders looked at Wang Lin and were silent for a while, then turned and took off to leave.
Liu Fei smiled miserably, took out a long animal skin from the storage card, threw it on the ground, and left silently without looking back.
Wang Lin picked up the animal skin and sensed that it was indeed a second-level spiritual weapon, so he didn't say much, turned and walked out of the square.
After the two left, these talents in the square recovered from the shock, each of them looked complicated and left one after another.
So far, the name Munan has quickly spread throughout the Tang Academy, and it has become a topic of interest among the students. Even the senior officials of the Tang Academy knew about Mu Nan, and their attitude changed and they became more important.
This can be seen from the fact that the material level has been upgraded to thirteen.
On the day Wang Lin returned to his residence, Xue Yin, with twelve points of respect, sent 300 copies of Centennial Green Cotyledon and a Millennium Green Cotyledon. According to Xue Yin, this was an apology for the improper reception of Tang Guanshi. I hope Wang Lin doesn't mind.
Using the green cotyledons in his hands, Wang Lin didn't leave the door for half a month, and finally made a second-class spiritual tool. Although this spiritual tool still looks like a one-star, and the number of times is only 5, Wang Lin believes, These five times are basically five lives.
On this day, Wang Lin walked out of the residence, and the craftsmanship was slightly accomplished. Wang Lin calculated the time, and the appointment with Han Hao was about to come. He wondered that he had to hurry up and make some more spiritual weapons, and the appointment with Han Hao ended. Later, I will leave here to find a high-quality extremely shady land.
Since the level has been raised to thirteenth level, in the material selection instrument, in addition to the various materials of the Tang Academy’s spiritual tools, it has also been equipped with a map. Wang Lin has studied it in his spare time. The route is clear.
What interested him was a physical training field in Xiyuan of the Academy. It was introduced on the equipment that the physical training field of the Xiyuan of the Tang Academy was the most comprehensive and advanced training in the capital of the Spring|Water Empire. One of the places.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but think of the Tianshui City Sports Club, and after a moment of pondering, Wang Lin had the idea of training.
His speed has been trained in the wild plain for a long time, and he has already reached the edge of breakthrough. Wang Lin intends to finally break through the bottleneck through physical training.
With this thought, he left his residence and walked quickly towards Xiyuan.
An hour later, Wang Lin came to Xiyuan. The whole Xiyuan looked like a street with various buildings on both sides. Many students came in and out, and it was very lively.
Wang Lin followed the direction pointed by the instrument, came to a tall building, and walked in.
Inside is a hall with some resting seats around. Some students sit on them and chat with each other. In the center of the hall, there are more than ten metal balls floating in the air, flashing light of this color, and sometimes metal balls fly out and stop in the air. Around some students, after those students put their hands on them and disappeared, the metal ball flew back to the center again.
Wang Lin was observing the surroundings. A girl in uniform with a slight freckles on her face walked quickly to meet her. She smiled and said: "This classmate, please show your student card. According to your student level, I will do it for you. Arrange the corresponding training room."
Wang Lin was startled, he touched his chin and said, "Isn't it possible to train without a student card?"
The girl smiled brighter, and secretly said: "It's another person who wants to leapfrog training. It looks like it should be the first time." She looked at Wang Lin and said with a smile: "Classmate, you are here for the first time, Academy. The internal rule is that you must have a student card before you can use the training room."
Wang Lin frowned and was about to contact Liu Li. At this time, the girl suddenly said, "However, if you are willing to pay some coins, then I can help you borrow a high-level student card so that you can skip the training. NS."
Wang Lin glanced at the girl and nodded.
The girl smiled even more and said, "100 crystal coins, one day of training."
Without saying anything, the girl paid the crystal coins. The girl immediately turned out a student card, reached out her hand and called, and suddenly a metal ball flew over and hung motionless in the air. Which training room to go to?"
Wang Lin pondered for a moment, and said, "Dodge the training room."
The girl immediately shook the student on the metal ball, put her hand on it and closed her eyes. After a while, she opened her eyes and said: "Well, classmate, I wish you a happy training. If you come here in the future, you can pay back. Find me, my service number is 6742." After speaking, the girl turned and left and walked to another student who entered the hall.
Wang Lin put his hand on the metal ball, and rows of information rushed to his mind. The front was the dodge training room he had just selected. After clicking, his body flashed and disappeared in place.
When he appeared, Wang Lin was stunned. The room in front of him was not the dodge training room he had ordered, but a spacious hall with similar furnishings as the previous hall.
At this moment, an electronic sound came from his ear.
"You are number 3567, there are 187 people waiting in front of you, please be patient."
Wang Lin touched his nose, walked to a resting place in the corner, and sat on a chair. He just noticed that there were more than 200 students around, all of whom seemed to be waiting to enter the training room.
Most of these students sat together in twos and threes, chuckling and talking to each other, and some, like Wang Lin, sat alone, silent.
"Practitioner No. 3381, please confirm your identity within ten seconds and enter the training room." An electronic sound was heard, and then a metal ball in the center of the hall flew out quickly and stopped in front of a girl not far away.
Wang Lin retracted his gaze and waited silently.
At this moment, he suddenly changed his expression, and when he looked back, he saw Tang Xin appearing in the hall amidst a burst of brilliance, dressed in white.
Wang Lin looked as usual, turned around, unmoved.
As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted everyone's attention. Tang Xin's beauty is unparalleled. To this day, Wang Lin has seen countless women, and no one can match Tang Xin.
Her beauty is like a lotus in the water, like an elegant peony, and there is a pity of love in her indifferent.
There were more than 200 people in the hall, some of them were men. At this time, they looked sideways. Among them was a handsome young man who got up and walked over.
He stopped two meters in front of Tang Xin, bowed deeply, raised his head and his eyes showed enthusiasm, and said in a magnetic voice: "Miss Tang, we meet again. I, Fuji Li, once again ask you to allow me to be you. The warrior, wherever you look, is the point where the tip of my sword is facing."
Tang Xin frowned slightly and said indifferently: "No need." After speaking, she summoned the metal ball and was about to choose another training. Suddenly, her body trembled, staring at a back figure in the corner of the hall, and walking away.
Teng Li followed Tang Xin's gaze and couldn't help but stared at the figure from the back, a glimmer of cold light flashed in his eyes.
The male students around also all looked sideways.
Tang Xin walked behind Wang Lin, sighed, and whispered: "Can I sit here?"
Without looking back, Wang Lin said coldly: "Whatever."
Tang Xin didn't care, sat down on Wang Lin's side, was silent a little, and said, "That Caiyan Huayuanshu, please."
Wang Lin looked as usual and did not speak.
Tang Xin hesitated and continued: "I know that the person in Tianshui City back then was you."
Wang Lin looked up, his eyes cold, staring at Tang Xin.
Under Wang Lin's gaze, Tang Xin's palm gradually secreted sweat. She didn't dare to look at the other's gaze, lowered her head, and said, "Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense. I just want to get back the mother's belongings."
At this moment Teng Li came and did not ask, sitting directly opposite Wang Lin, with a cold light in his eyes, he called with his right hand, and suddenly a metal ball flew, Teng Li put one hand on it, and then Guanghua flashed. Three cups of blue liquid appeared on the table.
"This classmate, I have a chance to meet each other, this cup of wine, I am a guest, I don't know which department the classmate belongs to?" Teng Li picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said calmly.
Tang Xin frowned and glanced at Teng Li. Since this Teng Li saw her a month ago, she has been chasing after her, insisting to become her warrior. After being rejected by her many times, she still did the same.
Tang Xin didn't want to reveal his identity, but he didn't expect this Vine Li to spoil his conversation with Wang Lin at this time.
Wang Lin didn't even look at the other person, he kept his mind behind closed doors.
Teng Li snorted. After seeing Tang Xin, he was immediately shocked and vowed to become a fighter of the opponent. In the Tang Academy, the status of male students is much higher than that of the outside world. Among them, the top 100 men in the academy Master, even more so.
Fuji Li is ranked 26th in the Teng Academy. He has always been arrogant, and coupled with his good appearance, he is quite pretentious.
Seeing that the other party actually ignored him, he sarcastically said: "Classmate, don't you even dare to say what kind of department you are? It's too arrogant."
Wang Lin frowned slightly, opened his eyes, and said calmly: "Spirit weapon system."
Teng Li chuckled and said, "Spiritual weapon system? Ha ha, classmate, please be sober. Don't think that you can become a spiritual weapon master after studying in the spiritual weapon system a few times. It's just a dream."
At this time, several male students came and sat next to Teng Li. One of the horse-faced youths smiled and said, "Brother Teng, there are many such people in our colleges, and they all dream of becoming spiritual masters."
"Isn’t it? Let me say that as a male in the Spring|Water Empire, you have to be more realistic and get good skills. Look at Big Brother Teng. The whole university ranks 26. If you graduate next year, you will definitely be accepted by the Downs. I am an internal deacon. I am just around the corner to become a core member in the future." Another young man said with a flattering smile.
Teng Li gave Tang Xin a triumphant glance, and said, "Don't talk nonsense. All this will be determined after graduation next year, but Deacon Zhang has contacted me many times and talked about these things. Classmate, I advise you to stop working in the spirit weapon department. It hasn't developed. It's better to introduce you to the Yuanli tactics department. I can speak in the tactics department. It still works."
Wang Lin glanced at Teng Li and shook his head without saying a word.
Tang Xin looked at Teng Li and the others with a sneer, and said, "Really, I didn't expect you to rank twenty-six in the academy. I don't know what level of Yuanli and what qualities are you now?"
Teng Li couldn't hide his pride, especially when Tang Xin asked about this, he immediately showed a fanatical color in his eyes, and said: "At the lower eighth level of Yuanli D-level quality, Miss Tang, let me be your warrior, it is definitely the most correct in your life. The choice. I'm much better than the trash of some spirit weapon systems."
Tang Xin's heart beat, secretly scolding Teng Li for life and death, and quickly looked at Wang Lin and found that Wang Lin was still the same. Not only did she not let go, she became even more nervous. She had a deep understanding of Wang Lin's horror, and she looked at the entire Tang family. School, she is definitely the person who knows Wang Lin best.
At this moment, a clear voice came from a distance.
"Sister Tang Xin, you are here too." The person who spoke was a pretty girl. After she saw Tang Xin, she walked quickly. Behind her, there were two young people who looked like Electricity, with a cold look on his face.
When Tang Xin saw the girl, she suddenly had a headache. Since she returned to the Tang Academy, she requested to study again in the academy. Tang Yan readily agreed and put her into the Yuanli Spiritual Art Department. Murong Wan'er, a classmate of Li Lingshu.
Murong Wan'er came to the front and saw that there were people sitting all around, so she frowned and asked, "Sister Tang Xin, these are your friends?"
Tang Xin pointed to Wang Lin and said, "Apart from him, I am not familiar with anyone else."
Murong Wan'er nodded, and the two young people behind her immediately stepped forward, and one of them said coldly: "Get away."
Except for Teng Li and Wang Lin, the other male students immediately got up, daring to be angry and not daring to speak. This Murong Wan'er they had seen, and it was said that they were relatives of the senior level of the Tang Academy.
Murong Wan'er snorted, sat next to Tang Xin, took her hand, glanced at Wang Lin and then swept away, cast her gaze on Teng Li, and smiled: "Sister Tang Xin, this Teng Li is A seed of infatuation has spread in the academy now. He is begging to be your fighter, so you can agree to him. There is a fighter with eighth-level vitality following. It is so beautiful."
Tang Xin frowned and said with a serious face: "Murong Wan'er, don't mention this matter again."
Murong Wan'er didn't mind, she glanced at Wang Lin, and said, "This classmate is very familiar, which department?"
Fuji Li immediately said from the side: "The trash of the spirit weapon system, I don't know what rhetoric was used to let Miss Tang sit here."
Murong Wan'er nodded and said to Wang Lin: "Boy, my sister Tang Xin doesn't take waste to be a fighter. You'd better die this heart. Starting today, if you let me see you pestering Miss Tang again, don't blame me. Murong Wan'er is not polite to you."
Wang Lin stared at Murong Wan'er coldly, with a smile at the corner of her mouth. This smile didn't mean anything to other people, but in Tang Xin's eyes, it was cold from the bottom of her heart. She stood up abruptly and said angrily: "Murong Wan'er, you are too presumptuous."
Murong Wan'er was startled, and said, "Sister Tang Xin, what are you doing? It's just a mere slave. Actually, I wanted to persuade you a long time ago. You see how good Teng Li is. Not only is he handsome, but he is also strong. , Why don't you agree that such a person becomes a fighter? Do you think that a trash like him is qualified to be your fighter?" She said, she pointed at Wang Lin.
Tang Xin's eyes grew cold, and she didn't say anything at all. She sat down again. She originally wanted to save these people, for fear that they would offend Wang Lin, but now she has changed her mind.
Fuji Li quickly stood up and said: "Miss Murong, I thank you for your admiration to me. I believe that as time goes by, waste will always be waste. This classmate, I don’t know what your name is, I can It can be seen that Miss Tang treats you differently from others, please tell me your name, I, Fuji Li, today I propose to you a life and death duel." After speaking, he looked at Wang Lin contemptuously.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from a distance.
"Wood... Master Wood?"
Wang Lin looked sideways and found that the person who came was very familiar, and after thinking about it, he thought of the other party, who was Wang Zhuo who had met on the grass in the north courtyard a month ago. So he nodded slightly.
Wang Zhuo looked excited at this time, and ran over quickly, and said respectfully, "Master Mu, thank you for your help last time, this... You said last time, if I have any request, can I ask you?"
Wang Lin nodded happily, speaking of the waste artifacts that he got from Wang Zhuo's hands, let him more or less understand Liu Fei's craftsmanship.
Wang Zhuo Qiang endured his excitement, and said tremblingly: "Mu...Master Mu, I would like to ask you to help me make a...spiritual tool, can you see it okay?"
Wang Lin pondered for a moment.
Wang Zhuo's heart beating wildly, and he said quickly: "Master Mu, I will provide what you need in terms of materials."
"Well, you go to my place tomorrow and talk about your requirements in detail." Wang Lin nodded.
Wang Zhuo was overjoyed, stepped back and bowed deeply, just about to say some words of thanks, when he saw the impatience on Wang Lin's face, he hurriedly said goodbye.
Everyone was shocked by this scene, Teng Li's mouth was dry, looked at Wang Lin, hesitated, and asked, "Are you a master of spirit tools?"
Before Wang Lin could answer, Murong Wan'er smirked and said: "There is no spiritual tool master I don't know, and the spiritual tool masters in the academy are not young anymore. Tengli, are you mentally ill? He may be Master? It was clear just now that he was looking for someone to cheat."
Teng Li nodded and sneered: "I'll just say, a mere rubbish, how can I become a master in a blink of an eye, I..."
He just said this, and suddenly stopped, only to see a tall, middle-aged man in a black outfit, as soon as he appeared in the hall, he immediately strode towards the meteor.
Teng Li recognizes this person, and this person is well-known in the academy. He is the ninth-level peak of Yuanli, ranking third. Teng Li quickly stood up and said respectfully: "Big Brother Song, Young Li Teng Li."
This big man didn't even look at Teng Li, looked at Wang Lin, and suddenly said, "You, are you Master Mu?"
Wang Lin glanced at him and nodded. The face of the person in front of him was very strange, and he had no impression.
A strong respectful look immediately appeared on the face of the big man, and he clasped his fist and said, "Master Mu, half a month ago, the game that shocked the entire student body was also witnessed by Xia Xia. You admire Master Mu for your demeanor, now in private. Here, we have all spread that you are the first instrumentalist of the Tang Academy, Master Mu. I, Song Xingyuan’s ninth-level peak, with a quality C-level, I beg you to be your fighter."
Wang Lin shook his head and said calmly: "I will not accept soldiers for the time being."
Song Xing showed disappointment on his face, and respectfully said: "Master, if you are ready to accept soldiers, Wanwang will call me. If Song Xing can become your soldier, this life will be enough." After finishing, he bowed deeply. He got up and took a look at Teng Li, thinking he was Wang Lin’s friend, so he smiled and said, "Teng Li, since you can sit with Master Mu, that’s all, a few days ago you asked me to help you publish information in the college in exchange for One Qiming Pill is covered by me, and I will definitely get one for you within three days."
After speaking, Song Xing left respectfully.
Teng Li was completely stunned. It would be nice to explain if Wang Zhuo was false before, but now Song Xing cannot be false. All this can only explain one thing. The trash that I just wanted to duel in front of me is indeed true. Is a master of spirit tools.
Suddenly, he remembered Song Xing's words just now.
"The Qidou half a month ago... Half a month ago? Ah, you, you are Master Mu Nanmu?" Teng Li suddenly remembered the Qidou that had been circulated in the academy recently. A Qidou named Munan was born out of nowhere. Overwhelming Liu Fei, but also has a fourteenth-level war slave.
Cold sweat came out of Teng Li's forehead, he didn't dare to wipe it, and looked at Wang Lin cautiously.
Murong Wan'er opened her mouth slightly at this moment, and looked at Wang Lin in disbelief. The two young people behind her also had extremely shocked expressions.
The scene was quiet for a while, and then the electronic audio sounded: "Student No. 3567, please confirm your identity within ten seconds and enter the training room."
The metal ball floated in front of Wang Lin. Wang Lin raised his hand and pressed it on it. After choosing to enter, his body disappeared in a white light.
Tang Xin didn't even look at others, got up and left the hall.
Teng Li's face was as gray as death, with a regretful look on his face.
Let's talk about Wang Lin. After entering the training room, he chose E-level dodge. The long-lost light ball appeared again. Half an hour later, Wang Lin finished warming up and clicked D-level training.
What surprised him was that there were only 50 light balls in this D-level training, not the 100 in Tianshui City.
Before he could think about it in detail, 50 light spheres interlaced each other, drew a strange arc, and shot at him quickly.
Wang Lin tightened his mind and immersed himself in the training.
An hour later, Wang Lin saw sweat on his forehead, his breathing was slightly heavy, and he muttered to himself: "It is indeed an improvement. The 50 light balls have only been hit twice. I don't know how many light balls will appear in this C-level training. "
Thinking of this, he pondered a little and clicked the C pole training. The whole room suddenly brightened. 100 light balls appeared instantly. Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his eyes brightened, and his energy was immediately lifted.
In the interlaced impact of 100 light balls, Wang Lin's figure shuttled like a ghost. Gradually, he sank to the bottom and indulged in the light balls, and time passed by.
Unknowingly, it was already the next night. At this time, the electronic sound in the training room sounded: "Training the student card for the specified time has reached the limit. Exit in ten seconds."
Wang Lin was startled, the light balls around his body slowly disappeared. Ten seconds later, after a flash of brilliance, Wang Lin was teleported out.
He pondered for a moment, with a calm complexion, walked out of the training hall, wandered a little in the academy, and walked towards his residence.
Back at the residence, Wang Lin sat cross-legged, Yuanli wandered a few times in his body, opened his eyes and took out three items from the storage card.
One is the second-level spirit weapon animal skin that he won with Liu Fei's weapon battle. Since he got it, he hasn't spared time to study it. Now he calms down and feels it.
Suddenly, two star points flashed in my mind, and then ten golden characters appeared quietly, and finally seven of them disappeared as soon as they were frozen, leaving only three floating there, emitting Soft golden light.
Wang Lin pondered a little, and his heart moved, and suddenly a golden character appeared in front of him, staring at the golden character, Wang Lin's perception spread, and he felt quietly.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He muttered to himself: "This Liu Fei is too stingy, and he is reluctant to give it to the attacking spirit weapon, but for me, this second-level defensive spirit weapon is also very useful."
Putting away the animal skins, Wang Lin picked up the second item with satisfaction in his eyes. This item is a root of a tree with short fingers. It looks shameless, but if you look closely, you will find that it emits a light. Powerful energy fluctuations.
This item is a spiritual tool that Wang Lin spent several months on using one millennium green cotyledon and 100 centenarian green cotyledons to make.
He felt it, and a star point appeared in his brain, and then the star point disappeared, and seven grasses appeared in his brain.
After regaining his perception, Wang Linzhen put away the spirit weapon. The function of this spirit weapon was to heal, and its value, in some cases, even surpassed the attacking spirit weapon.
After doing this, Wang Lin cast his gaze on the last thing, which was a metal dagger. He touched his chin, his eyes flickered, and he grabbed the dagger with a little thought, spreading his perception and carefully observed it. .
Gradually, Wang Lin became interested. This metal spirit tool was different from the ones that Wang Lin had seen in terms of structure and context. In the past, when he made spirit tools, the veins on the embryo were actually the internal structure of the energy provider. For example, for the spiritual artifact made from the root of the green cotyledon, the veins on it are the structure of the green cotyledon. It took several months for Wang Lin to print this structure on the embryo.
But the vein on this metal artifact is different. It seems to contain a certain pattern. This vein is composed of countless small dots on the left and one stroke. It looks rather messy, but there is a certain pattern in the mess. .
"What a strange weapon..." Wang Lin muttered to himself, and gradually, he frowned unknowingly.
Time passed unconsciously, and he was still unable to penetrate the internal results of the metal dagger. Wang Lin took a deep breath. He knew that he was a little impatient. With the craftsmanship of this metal dagger, it was obviously not something that a beginner like him could understand.
But Wang Lin's character was extremely determined. He pondered a little, and was waiting to continue his research. Suddenly, his expression moved slightly, and he looked out the window.
At this time, a hesitant voice came from outside the room.
"Does Master Mu live here?"
Wang Lin was expressionless, put away the metal dagger, opened the door and walked out, and saw Wang Zhuo who was awkward outside the garden.
When Wang Zhuo saw Wang Lin, he immediately respected and said, "Master Mu, you asked me to come to you today."
Wang Lin nodded and said, "Let's talk about it, what kind of spirit weapon do you want?"
Wang Zhuo couldn't hide the ecstasy on his face. He took a deep breath and said without hesitation: "Offensive."
Wang Lin touched his chin and said, "What level of strength and quality are you?"
With a look of hope, Wang Zhuo immediately said: "Five-level vitality, E-level quality." After finishing speaking, he blushed a little, and then quickly said: "But I am about to break through. I can feel it. I will break through soon. Reached the sixth level of Yuanli."
Wang Lin pondered a little, and then asked, "What physical skills have you cultivated? What is the main attack method? What are the requirements for spirit tools?"
Wang Zhuo quickly said: "What I practice is the academy's ruling decisive. It focuses on melee combat. Spirit weapons. I hope there can be a long-range combat player. The greater the power, the better."
Wang Lin nodded, glanced at the other party, and said, "This depends on the materials you provide. If the materials are better, the power of the natural magic weapon will be much greater, but I will tell you in advance that there will be failures in making the magic weapon. I don’t dare to guarantee success in the first time. If the materials you provide are not enough and the production cannot be continued, then I am not responsible.”