It looks like the favorability has been increased just right.
Luo Wusheng was very happy, but he couldn't sleep in the house anyway, so he simply went to the Magic Weapon Pavilion.
He also needs to prepare for what he will do the next day.
During this process, the four officers who had finished playing in Hongyan Building also came back.
After obtaining Luo Wusheng's consent, they took away the box containing the weapon refiner Lu Bin.
Luo Wusheng didn't care about Lu Bin's ending.
If you dare to do something, you must be prepared to bear the consequences.
"This way, their worries will be resolved a lot..."
Luo Wusheng muttered to himself, shook his head, and looked in front of him.
A piece of ordinary refining material was lying quietly on the ground.
Recalling the process of the magic sect's weapon refining method, Luo Wusheng pointed with one finger, and spiritual power enveloped the refining material.
The shape of this piece of material began to twist and deform, gradually approaching the posture that Luo Wusheng had imagined.
After successfully refining a weapon, Luo Wusheng also grasped some of the meaning of "refining objects" and would no longer turn the materials into a pool of stagnant water as before.
However, this refining method can only produce things at the level of ordinary weapons at best.
Seeing the material taking shape, Luo Wusheng's mouth curled up.
"Sure enough, it's just as I thought. The magic sect's weapon refining method is indeed worthy of being a magical weapon refining skill passed down from ancient times."
"By refining things with one's mind, one can actually slightly change the nature of things, and construct imaginary things without fully understanding their specific structures."
"Although it can only create ordinary mortal objects, not even ordinary soldiers, but this is exactly what I want."
Well, the plan of making black stockings for the witch can be put on the agenda.
… …
It's almost noon now.
In the south of the royal city, there is a teahouse outside the martial arts arena.
Bai Xiaoyao and Luo Wusheng sat in a small compartment upstairs, sipping tea and watching the scene on the martial arts arena.
This kind of good position to watch the competition is naturally very expensive, but the two big figures of the Demon Sect certainly don't lack that little money.
"Brother, why did you choose to watch the competition in the south of the city?"
Bai Xiaoyao took a sip of tea and looked at his senior brother and asked a question.
Among the four secretaries of the Magic Weapon Pavilion, the one in charge of the competition at the Martial Arts Arena in the south of the city is Xu Yuchun, who has the lowest cultivation level.
Even though the boy managed to win on the first day, such accidents will not happen again and again.
"With Junior Sister's intelligence, how could she not know what Senior Brother is thinking?"
Luo Wusheng also tasted the ancient tea and acted like a master.
To be honest, ever since he came to the fairy world, he has always wanted to try the feeling of tasting tea.
By coming to the teahouse, this rough man who doesn't know how to make tea can finally experience the feeling of being a hermit.
There was a chessboard between the two people, with several chess pieces on it.
(It would be even more impressive if it wasn’t Gobang.)
Luo Wusheng complained about himself in his heart.
Hearing the praise from his senior brother, Bai Xiaoyao smiled with great satisfaction and placed a white piece in his hand on the chessboard.
"My senior brother asked them to compete on the first day so that those who were paying attention to the movements of the Magic Weapon Pavilion in the royal city would know the news and have them deploy personnel at the four trial arenas. This ensures that people at the four trial arenas will know that the four of them are from the Magic Weapon Pavilion..."
Luo Wusheng smiled and nodded, placing the black piece on the chessboard.
The smile on Bai Xiaoyao's face became even brighter, and she placed another piece on the chessboard.
"Today, I want to see the reactions of those people hiding in the crowd when they are still defeated after using that special weapon."
When the demon girl said this, she recalled the special weapon that her senior brother showed to her and others this morning.
It is not a magic weapon, nor even an ordinary weapon, it is just an ordinary weapon.
But its special feature…
Bai Xiaoyao shook her head slightly, and then looked at the martial arts arena outside the window.
"After today, I believe that those who are on the Martial Arts Trial Platform will know that they are from my Magic Weapon Pavilion."
"And tomorrow, more people will know about this."
Luo Wusheng spoke calmly and was about to make a move, but he was suddenly stunned.
"Hehe, Senior Brother, this time it's finally your turn to lose, right?"
Bai Xiaoyao, who had shifted his gaze back at some point, had a smug smile on his face.
In order to defeat her senior brother, she had been thinking about it until midnight last night.
The corner of Luo Wusheng's mouth twitched.
Is this really too exaggerated? I have been playing Go for more than ten years and have figured out all kinds of weird moves, but the witch figured it out in just half a day
I really shouldn’t have played chess with her!
Luo Wusheng, who just thought it was very cool to drink tea and talk while playing chess, now felt very regretful.
"Well, the competition has begun."
Luo Wusheng stiffly changed the subject and seriously considered telling the story to the witch.
Seeing his senior brother looking somewhat embarrassed, Bai Xiaoyao did not point it out, but also looked at the competition outside the window.
She is a considerate girl.
… …
On the martial arts arena, Xu Yuchun's situation was obviously very passive.
The opponent's cultivation was in the late stage of Qi Refining, one small realm higher than his.
Seeing that Xu Yuchun's cultivation level was not high and he had no ordinary weapons to support him, the cultivator in the late Qi training stage was obviously a little disdainful.
Since Xu Yuchun had no ordinary weapon, he, who was in the late stage of Qi training, did not bully others and tied his ordinary weapon, a long sword, behind his back.
After only a few exchanges, Xu Yuchun was at a disadvantage and suffered several injuries.
On the contrary, the cultivator in the late Qi Refining stage became more and more courageous as the fight went on.
Such a boring crushing game made many spectators feel disappointed.
They were all waiting for the cultivator in the late Qi Refining stage to quickly end this boring competition and find a more equally matched opponent.
However, just when Xu Yuchun was about to lose -
Bang!
The obviously out-of-place sound startled the audience, who were originally somewhat distracted, and made them focus their attention back on the martial arts arena.
However, the cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, who was originally in high spirits, was standing there in shock.
There was a small hole in his clothes at the shoulder and neck, and the skin underneath was obviously dented and even a little torn.
What just happened
How come the person who should have been crushed without any injuries had wounds on his body
Although this injury was not serious at all and could be recovered with spiritual power after a short rest, this accident still aroused the curiosity of the spectators.
So they turned their attention to the young man who caused all this.
The young man was seen holding a strange black object and pointing it in the direction of his opponent.
Just when everyone's eyes fell on him and the late Qi Refining cultivator also reacted, Xu Yuchun, who was holding the strange weapon, smiled.
"I give up."
After saying that, he jumped off the martial arts test platform.
Chapter 39: Brother, I have something to tell you
The spectators on the martial arts arena who were watching this scene were silent for a moment, and then suddenly burst into heated discussions.
"What happened just now? Why was that young man suddenly injured to the late stage of Qi Refining? What on earth was he holding in his hand?"
"Did anyone see what just happened?"
"I saw it! The dark thing suddenly flashed with fire, and then the opponent was injured on the shoulder!"
"I seemed to see something flying out from the fire, and it hit the opponent in just a moment! The speed was faster than the attacks of the foundation-building cultivators I've seen before!"
It was obvious that novel things aroused the curiosity of these people.
Some people even walked directly towards Xu Yuchun.
But a sound suddenly rang out.
"I know that young man. He is from the Magic Weapon Pavilion. I think what he just used is the special weapon of the Magic Weapon Pavilion that Pavilion Master Na Luo mentioned yesterday!"
And there was another voice responding from the other side.
"Oh, what special ordinary weapon? It's just a trick! No matter how fast it is, its power is nothing compared to the real ordinary weapon!"
"That's right! Not to mention the ordinary weapons of Daoqi Pavilion, I'm afraid they can't even compare to mass-produced ordinary weapons. They can only scare the opponent when they are used for the first time!"
"No wonder he gave up after using it only once. It seems he has some self-awareness."
"I think we should go to Daoqi Pavilion after six days. How can something like this compare to Daohen Mortal Weapons?"
The tide changed instantly.
The spectators who were interested in new things just now obviously thought about it after hearing this.
It seems that what everyone said makes sense.
Although that thing is special, on second thought it doesn't seem to be something worth mentioning.
Some spectators who had watched the grand spectacle of yesterday's tribulation were also lost in thought.
Is that what the Magic Weapon Pavilion calls a special mortal weapon
Many people who had high expectations were obviously disappointed.
It seems that the Holy Son of the Demon Sect may have really found a new way to solve the drawbacks of the Demon Sect's weapon refining method, but in return he also sacrificed many of the qualities that ordinary soldiers should have.
Many spectators who wanted to find Xu Yuchun to find out more stopped and chose to wait and see.
Anyway, Xu Yuchun hasn't left yet, and it looks like he will choose to go on stage again today.
At that time, there will naturally be a chance to figure out what is so special about that dark thing.
… …
Above the teahouse.
The two geniuses of the Demon Sect who were watching the martial arts trial stage put down their teacups at the same time.
"It seems that everything is as expected by Senior Brother."
Bai Xiaoyao skillfully filled the empty teacup and said with a smile.
"Junior sister, what forces do you think these people belong to?"
Pretending to be profound, Luo Wusheng leaned back in his chair and asked the question as if he didn't care.
"If we're talking about rivals, the Daoqi Pavilion that's ready to compete with us must be one of them. The other weapon-refining pavilions must also be trying to fish in troubled waters... Some of the royal city families that are on good terms with these weapon-refining pavilions are probably also involved."
Bai Xiaoyao shook the teacup in her hand and said, "Some people just left the crowd quietly. They must be spies from various forces. The Six Gates spies must be among them."
Listening to Bai Xiaoyao's analysis, Luo Wusheng nodded.
"Well, after today, these people should all take action. By the time tomorrow is over, this matter will have spread enough to the ears of everyone who should hear it."
All this was within his expectations.