In the third stage of the entry-level weapon-making phase, the styles and functions of the magic weapons that Mo Shuangshan prepared for the last twenty or so people were all different.
Some are heavy on defense, some are heavy on offense, some are heavy on stealth, and there are also all-rounders, but the opponents they arranged for them in the final level of controlling the weapon are very appropriate.
Wood monsters are thick-skinned, manic and brainless.
But the attack method is quite simple, the destructive power is not strong, and the speed is very slow, so even mortals with a little agility can dodge it.
It is not difficult to hold on or dodge for one hundred and twenty breaths.
If you have a good magic weapon or a good talent for controlling the weapon, it is difficult to kill the wood monster within one hundred and twenty breaths, but not too difficult.
But not being allowed to practice cultivation techniques is a bit embarrassing.
The Bait Rabbit Girl was the first to enter the teleportation array. She was very confident. After all, she had an extra magic weapon in her hand, although it was only a low-grade one.
But the destructive power of this thing is quite amazing.
The moment she jumped into the secret room prepared for battle, she raised her left hand and activated the disc-shaped magic weapon she had just made, and three thick earth spirit shields were suddenly activated.
He then pushed and rotated outwards under the control of his mind, accurately blocking the flying black wooden thorns.
"Hey!"
The decoy rabbit girl yelled and raised her right hand.
The black-painted green silk armor shone brightly, and she felt that the spiritual power in her body was like a flood that had been opened, and was sucked into the green silk armor all at once.
A moment later, a dark green sword net emerged, with horizontal and vertical bars arranged in front of it. It easily cut through the vine whip thrown by the wood demon warrior, and was thrown forward by the bait rabbit amid flying wood chips.
"Crash"
Just like a storm sweeping across the earth, an entire layer of grass was cut and shattered, and in the subsequent explosion of spiritual power, it was blown back towards the wood monster that was fleeing in fear in front of it.
The latter looks like a dead tree.
There were tumor-like things on the rough bark, forming eyes and a mouth, and there were also cloudy eyes like those of a human, full of fear.
It stretched out its four legs gathered at the tree roots and moved backwards clumsily.
He had barely taken three steps when he was enveloped by the storm of dark green sword nets behind him. He didn't even have time to utter a last, unyielding cry before he was chopped a pile of rotten wood.
Lingshu was destroyed.
The demon soul is damaged.
"Hahaha"
Exhausted, with all her spiritual power drained away by this attack, the bait rabbit girl covered her stomach and laughed strangely. She rubbed her forehead and was about to look around when her whole body was enveloped by flowing light.
After a short scream, he was brought back to the small courtyard of the third level, feeling dizzy.
As soon as I raised my head, I saw the angry Senior Sister Xiuhua.
The latter put his hands on his hips and shouted:
“Is it amazing to have a magic weapon?
If you want to kill the wood monster, just kill it. Why use so much spiritual power? You destroyed the secret room No. 37. After entering, come here and take the time to repair it!
Otherwise I will beat you!"
"hey-hey"
The bait rabbit girl giggled, stroking the magic weapon in her right hand, and said something incoherent:
"It's my first time getting a magic weapon, so I used too much force. I can fix it, Senior Sister ..."
"Don't call me Senior Sister now."
Xiuhua glared at the decoy rabbit, then turned back and glared fiercely at the innocent Jiang Xia. She waved her hand and said:
"Let's talk about it after you've really gotten into it, Jiang Xia! What are you standing there for? Go, don't play too hard. If you break the secret room, you have to go and fix it!"
Lao Jiang shrugged.
He stood up from the stone he was sitting on, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, borrowed the green silk armor that the bait rabbit girl had honestly returned to him, put it on his right hand, and moved it for a while.
With a swish, he pulled out the M500 pistol he had just made from the holster on his left leg and stepped into the teleportation array. Five seconds later, the unharmed Lao Jiang rubbed his chin and walked out from the flowing light again.
He glanced at the broken large-caliber hunting pistol in his hand, put it back into the holster with some regret, and said to the angry Xiuhua:
" The power is indeed several times stronger than the spirit-attaching technique. A small part of the secret room was destroyed.
Don't be angry, I'll find someone to fix it."
As Lao Jiang spoke, he pursed his lips at Ruyue, who was pretending to be a literary girl next to him.
The latter swayed his body and stepped into the flowing light.
Ruyue did not choose to make a firearm. She obediently followed Mo Shuangshan's drawings and made a blood-blade scimitar, but she basically had no use for it.
As soon as she entered the secret realm, Ruyue had a black and gray fully-equipped M107 semi-automatic heavy sniper in her hand.
The chip fire control system is activated.
The navigation cursor is locked.
Heavy sniper at shoulder.
In a standard standing tactical posture, he activated the five spirit-attaching arrays on the gun body and fired five spirit-gathering high-explosive flame armor-piercing bullets in succession.
The gun pressure is extremely stable.
The bullet impact spread was less than 3 centimeters.
He cleanly and efficiently split the wood monster from the head to the entire body, and finally delivered a spirit-possessed grenade filled with fragments, and a fire like muffled thunder rose up.
Another unlucky wood demon warrior lost the game in his first hunt in his life before he even had the chance to taste the blood on his weapon.
The moment she threw the grenade, Ruyue threw the heavy sniper rifle back into the ring, reached out to touch her hair, turned around, swaying her slender waist, and walked towards the teleportation array to leave.
Well, good woman, never looking back at the unfortunate wood demon that exploded on the spot.
However, not everyone who takes part in the fourth level has as smooth a time as these weirdos.
After Kisaragi, the first eliminated person appeared.
The female cultivator who cut corners and wore shabby clothes was brought out covered in blood by Senior Sister Bi Yue fifty-seven breaths after entering the combat chamber.
Her crudely made magic weapon failed to protect her.
Her other magical instruments were basically made according to the principle of "saving as much as possible". As a casual cultivator with a tight financial situation, this spirit of diligence and thrift is worthy of recognition.
But she suffered the consequences of using such shoddy things.
After being brought out and receiving simple treatment, he was sent out of Mo Shuang Fairy Mountain in a daze.
What a pity.
She was only one step away from a brand new life.
Jiang Xia, who was leisurely stroking the fish nearby, watched the female cultivator being sent away. He narrowed his eyes and sent an order to the Wasteland Gang at the outer gate through the chip communication.
Then he turned his attention to the next candidate.
Then, Lao Jiang was lucky enough to discover another wonder.
"Senior sister, may I ask if I can use spirit beasts when I go into battle?"
The little fat man wearing the Southern Wilderness robe, tightly grasping the bow-shaped magic weapon he made in his hand, stood in front of the flashing teleportation array and asked Xiuhua beside him with some trepidation.
This question made the hot-tempered Sister Xiuhua blink her eyes, and then she answered in a very strange tone:
"Little brother, before you came to our Mo Shuang Mountain, your parents should have told you that we are a sect that makes weapons, right? We fight with magic weapons.
If you have spiritual beasts available and rely on them to fight, why don't you join the Wanshou Sect which specializes in taming beasts?
Or rather.
You are standing on the land of my Mo Shuang Mountain, but you want to use the methods of other sects to pass the initiation ceremony, in order to show that my Mo Shuang Mountain's weapon control method is not as good as the beast control spirit way of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect?"
The violent Fairy of Shy Flowers had a dangerous smile on her face. She moved her slender fingers, making crisp sounds of joints colliding. She said to the little fat boy with malicious intent:
"Tell me, little fatty, are you here to take the exam, or are you here to provoke someone?"
"I don't need it."
The fat boy turned pale with fright, and as he watched Xiuhua approach, he rolled and crawled into the teleportation array. Ten breaths later, he came back from the light with a smirk.
This speed!
Lao Jiang's look, which was originally intended to be amusement, immediately turned serious.
This little fat boy looks silly and seems easy to bully.
But he was able to defeat a wood demon warrior known for his endurance in battle within ten breaths without using any martial arts skills but only using magic weapons.
This already shows that there is danger hidden behind this little fat boy's always unconfident appearance.
“This fellow…”
Jiang Xia narrowed his eyes and looked at the fat boy from the Southern Wasteland who was hiding in the crowd with his hands covering his chest, a look of fear and relief on his face. He thought to himself:
"Is he planning to play dumb and eat the tiger? He still has at least one spirit beast to use. Hmm, I underestimated him before."
"Liu Hui, can you tell where his spirit beast is hiding?"
Lao Jiang asked during the chip communication.
The silly monster who was sitting cross-legged and dozing with his chin propped up by his paws answered in a listless tone:
“There is only one beast in the bone chain on his wrist. I sensed it before. It is not the beast taming method of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, but the witchcraft in the Great Wilderness Forest of the Southern Wilderness.
The monster's life is tied to its essence and blood, and it is made into a form like a summoned beast.
I have heard of this method of taming beasts in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. Some elders have tried this kind of witchcraft, but they eventually gave it up. Those beast trainers felt that this method had too many hidden dangers. "
"What type of spirit beast does he have? Can you sense it?"
Lao Jiang nodded and asked again.
Liu Hui was silent for a few seconds, probably sensing her own kind, and then replied:
"It should be a monster born from absorbing earth spirit energy. It seems to have a bit of water spirit energy, but I can't sense its specific type. Anyway, it is definitely not a wolf monster like me."
"So, can you beat him?"
"Haha, I can crush it with just one claw! It's just a monster, just a piece of meat."
After hearing Liu Hui's confident answer, Lao Jiang finally felt relieved.
During the dozen or so breaths of communication between the man and the monster, several unlucky guys were teleported out. In Lao Jiang's opinion, the wood monster posed no threat at all.
But this is a very subjective judgment.
Once the damage is insufficient and the monks are dragged into a war of attrition by the wood monster, they will be at a great disadvantage if they do not use any skills and only rely on magic weapons to fight.
If you don’t handle one of them well, you will get hurt and have to quit.
Lao Jiang didn't care about them. These other guys had little communication with him along the way. He didn't have enough information at hand and had no intention of using them to do anything.
But this time, Lao Jiang really intended to complete the last round of the talent selection ceremony smoothly.
Unfortunately, God played a joke on him.
"Um?"
Half an hour later, as the last person walked out of the teleportation array, covering his shoulder, Jiang Xia's eyes suddenly became strange.
He scanned the crowd, finally counting himself.
Thirteen people in total.
Tsk tsk.
This result is interesting.
The expressions of the two fairies, Xiuhua and Biyue, were also quite subtle at this moment.
The other twelve people in the crowd also looked at each other.
The entire courtyard fell into a strange silence.
After nearly ten breaths of silence, Jiang Xia stood up, brushed off the nonexistent dust on his body, and said:
"Now, what do you say? Two sisters, there are twelve places, but there are thirteen qualified candidates. How about an extra match?"
"Do you think this is a game? You even want to play a tiebreaker!"
"The twelve quotas were not set randomly! This number was arrived at after calculating the resources each inner sect disciple would need to consume in order to reach the Divine Cultivation Realm.
The elite way of Mo Shuang Mountain.
It is not a simple matter of adding more people and more pairs of chopsticks.”
The violent Xiuhua turned around and sneered, then whispered a few words to the frowning Senior Sister Biyue, then turned around and said to the people behind him:
"Please wait patiently for now. We need to inform the two elders in charge of transmission and law enforcement and ask them to make a judgment."
When the news here was passed back to the sect hall of Mo Shuang Mountain, it also caused an uproar.
"What? There were thirteen people in the end?"
Song Fan, who was always calm, jumped up from his chair upon hearing the news. His pretentious temperament was immediately broken. He stared, grabbed his pipe, and said loudly:
"This time, the Talent Selection Ceremony accepted twelve disciples. Wasn't this the result calculated by the Sect Master using divination? How could there be one extra disciple out of thin air?"
"Silence!"
The next moment, a cold and calm voice sounded, causing Song Fan to shut up immediately.
He wasn't the only one in the hall .
On three chairs higher up, there were two monks, a man and a woman. There was no verbal communication between them, but there was definitely communication through telepathy.
After a few breaths, that calm voice sounded again.
"Disciple, you go and preside over the event. Bring along the 'Twelve Constellations Fate Chart' and find out the anomaly that the Sect Master didn't predict! But don't alarm him."
Song Fan immediately lowered his head, took the object that flew in from outside the door with both hands, and said to the speaker with respect:
"Yes, Master."