Avenue Stowaway

Kong Fang looked at the person who broke the news, somewhat doubtful. He originally refined the short sword in order to pass the test so that he could continue to stay in the Weapon Sect. Of course, when he later found out that the short sword was of a very high grade, Kong Fang's purpose changed and he wanted to become an inner-chamber disciple. But anyway, a weapon refined by him as an entry-level disciple should not be difficult for an inner-chamber disciple, and in the end, for some unknown reason, he even made the other party vomit blood in anger.

Why don't you think this is such a trick?

He had offended an inner-hall disciple before he even became one. How could he seek justice for such a matter?

Kong Fang was completely confused.

Seeing that Kong Fang looked a little strange, Fangtou, who was standing beside him, asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Kong Fang shook his head to indicate that he was fine, but there was a bitter smile on his face.

"I haven't dealt with Zhao Yong yet, and now another inner hall disciple has appeared. I just hope that inner hall disciple won't be too petty and hate me." Kong Fang smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't want to cause trouble, but trouble always seemed to be around him.

However, if the other party really comes to trouble him, Kong Fang is not afraid. With a very high-level and somewhat strange soul refining method, and various rewards from the master of the secret house, Kong Fang is confident that he can become stronger faster than any inner hall disciple. In this world, strong strength represents everything.

"Brother, what other news have you heard? Can you tell me about it?" Kong Fang shouted to the disciple who broke the news.

Regardless of whether an opponent suddenly appears for no reason or not, it is always good to know more about the other party.

Unexpectedly, the disciple who broke the news looked Kong Fang up and down for a few times, and snorted with disdain, and said dissatisfiedly: "Who are you calling Junior Brother? You really don't know the rules." After ridiculing Kong Fang, the disciple raised his head and said proudly: "Besides, why should I tell you the news that I worked so hard to find out."

The disciple who broke the news had actually told all the information he had heard. With his attention-seeking personality, he could not keep it to himself. However, he was enjoying the admiring gazes of the people around him at the moment, and he was feeling a little flattered. Naturally, he did not want to say that he had no more information in his mind.

Everyone around was watching the fun with a smile on their face.

Kong Fang was stunned for a moment, but soon he smiled and shook his head. Although the other party's words were a bit impolite, he would not argue with a beginner who knew nothing. He was not that petty.

Kong Fang no longer paid attention to others and just chatted casually with Fangtou beside him.

After a while, a majestic voice suddenly sounded in the sky.

"The competition begins." Elder Qing Fan in front of the Huoyun Hall stood up from his chair and spoke loudly to the thousands of people at the foot of the mountain.

Hearing Elder Qing Fan's voice, everyone immediately stopped chatting and looked up at Elder Qing Fan on the mountain. Those who had already heard some information and knew that they were about to become inner hall disciples had their eyes shining and were extremely excited.

Elder Qing Fan, who was standing in front of Huoyun Hall, waved to the servants behind him. Eleven servants immediately came forward with some weapons and armor. The one walking in front was Changsheng, who looked excited. He was seen holding a dark dagger in both hands and looked extremely cautious.

Changsheng's heart was pounding hard. He had never been the center of so much attention in these years. Thousands of people, including inner-hall disciples and elders, were looking at him. His face suddenly turned red with excitement, and he felt nervous and excited at the same time.

Afterwards, more than thirty people lined up and stood in the open space in front of Huoyun Hall.

Elder Qing Fan walked up to the last person, picked up a long sword in the other's hand and introduced it loudly: "This sword is of the third grade. The materials used are dark blue iron, broken sand and seven-water soft stone. Among them, broken sand is a more precious material. This long sword was refined by the entry-level disciple Fu Qing. Now, Fu Qing, you can come up." Elder Qing Fan's voice echoed in the sky, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Just hearing Elder Qing Fan's introduction to the knife, many people's faces changed.

"The threshold to become an inner-hall disciple has been raised so much this year. Even the last person refined a third-grade weapon." Countless new disciples and servants were shocked. In previous years, new disciples who refined fourth-grade weapons had the possibility of being promoted to the inner-hall, but this year, the lowest-grade weapon was only at the third grade.

When those who had refined the fourth-grade weapons heard Elder Qing Fan's introduction, their faces suddenly changed, and then they looked distraught. The previous second they were still proudly boasting to the people around them that they would definitely become inner hall disciples, but the next second they were knocked down from heaven to earth. The weapons of the last place were all third-grade, and they had no chance at all.

"It's impossible. How could so many of the new disciples have weapon-refining skills that exceed mine?" Many people who had refined fourth-grade weapons yelled and screamed, unable to accept this result at all.

"Quiet." Elder Qing Fan's majestic voice instantly suppressed the entire audience, and the noisy scene quickly became silent.

At this time, a sturdy man rushed out from the crowd, his face full of excitement, and he rushed quickly towards the Huoyun Hall halfway up the mountain with flying steps.

The others looked at the sturdy Fu Qing with envy as he ran up the mountain, and those who had been standing with Fu Qing suddenly beat their chests and stamped their feet, regretting their actions. They had originally thought that Fu Qing was not talented because he was too old, so they had not chatted with him or tried to make friends with him. But who knew that he would actually become a distinguished inner-chamber disciple? However, it was too late to regret now.

When Fu Qing arrived in front of Huoyun Hall, Elder Qing Fan continued to introduce other weapons.

Every time Elder Qing Fan introduced a weapon or armor, a noble inner-chamber disciple would be born. Those who failed to establish a friendship with the inner-chamber disciples regretted it, while those who happened to say a few words to them were delighted, hoping that the other party would seek him out as a follower in the future.

Soon, Elder Qing Fan had introduced more than twenty weapons, and now there were only four weapons and armors left.

Elder Qingfan picked up an upper body armor from a servant and said to the people down the mountain, "This upper body armor is made of four materials, namely cold iron wood, blue flint, star sand and peak gold. Among them, blue flint is more precious, while star sand is an extremely precious material. However, it is very difficult to remove impurities from star sand and peak gold. The person who refined it did not remove the impurities of these two materials completely, otherwise the grade of this armor could be improved by at least one level, and it would not be the current third grade. Okay, He Hongyu, who refined this armor, come up." There was a hint of regret in Elder Qingfan's voice. The reason was naturally that He Hongyu wasted good materials but did not refine good armor.

However, He Hongyu was in no mood to think about removing impurities at this time. He ran up the mountain while muttering excitedly, "It's been eight years. The refining materials I have accumulated for eight years finally allowed me to become an inner hall disciple."

Elder Qing Fan then picked up a long sword and introduced it. "Although this long sword is made of only two materials, one of them is Qingming Stone, which is a relatively rare material. As long as a proper amount of Qingming Stone is added to the weapon, the performance of the weapon in all aspects will be greatly improved. However, the person who refined it probably wanted to maximize the grade of the long sword, so he incorporated too much Qingming Stone into the long sword. In the end, he put the cart before the horse and affected the grade of the sword."

Elder Qing Fan shook his head. He felt a little sad that such good refining materials were wasted. This also made him a little dissatisfied with the person who refined the materials.

"Okay, Zhao Yong, the one who refined this sword, come up." Elder Qing Fan said coldly.

Zhao Yong walked out of the crowd quickly. Although he was criticized by Elder Qing Fan, he still looked very proud. After all, he was the third to last to be called up, which meant that he was the third in this assessment. The lowest in this assessment was a third-grade weapon, so he was indeed proud of being the third.

Kong Fang looked at Zhao Yong walking up the mountain road, his eyes flashing coldly, "You may not be able to use the things you robbed."

Soon, Zhao Yong arrived in front of the Huoyun Hall, took the long sword he had refined from Elder Qing Fan, and stood in the third position.

After his excitement subsided a little, Zhao Yong looked curiously at the two servants beside him. Both of them were holding a short sword in their hands, one silver and the other black.

"Are these the two daggers that are of higher grade than the sword I refined?" Zhao Yong felt a little jealous. He had originally aimed for the first place in this assessment, but in the end he only got the third place.

"The second place should be that woman Su Yun, and the first place... I heard her name is Kong Fang. Humph, that damn Kong Fang was about to die, but he didn't expect his luck to improve. His name is the same as the first place." Zhao Yong snorted in his heart.