My magic weapons are all rule-based

As Xu Shan comforted them, the order in the field gradually returned to normal.

Since they could watch the whole process, it would be okay to wait a little, although they were itching.

But good things are worth waiting for!

Xu Shan sat down and gestured to the presiding elder floating above.

"Okay, please enjoy the commercial time below. Please adjust your mood and welcome our next contestant with the most full emotions. Our competition will start immediately after the commercial!"

The light screen changed and the commercial began to play.

In the prosperous refining room, Wen Qi appeared again.

But this time there was no smile, and he had an expression of deep hatred and bitterness, contrary to his usual behavior.

In front of him was still the anvil, and on the anvil was a magic weapon with a cold glow.

From all angles, the grade of this magic weapon was extraordinary.

The minds of the people in the arena were quickly captured.

This advertisement seemed to be different from the previous ones!

In all the previous advertisements, the sects that chose to place the advertisements were all joyfully introducing their own characteristics.

Everyone in the audience already knew Wen Qi's face.

Why did the Cardinal Valley look so bitter and vengeful? It seemed like they had failed in refining a weapon. It didn't look like an advertisement.

But the magic weapon on the anvil was definitely not an ordinary one. Even the refiners present could not see any problem with it.

It was still a yellow-grade magic sword, and it was almost of the eighth grade. This quality had already tempered the characteristics of the material to the extreme.

Everyone was puzzled, and Wen Qi in the picture suddenly moved.

He took out a big iron hammer from his back, took two steps at a time and ran towards the anvil, pretending to smash it.

His ferocious expression seemed to smash the anvil!

But at this moment, a disciple ran out of the picture and grabbed Wen Qi desperately, shouting in grief and anger.

"No, Valley Master! This is a good magic weapon that has just been refined. Why do you want to destroy it? No!"

Wen Qi's old face was pulled, and his energy and spirit seemed to be sucked away. The big iron hammer that had been raised above his head fell to the ground.

As the hammer fell to the ground, Wen Qi closed his eyes in pain and covered his head.

"Such a good magic weapon, why no one buys it! No one buys it, the pearl is covered in dust, what use should I keep it?"

The next second, another disciple ran out of the screen, knelt down and slid towards Wen Qi.

He yelled: "Valley Master, I found out!! Our magic weapon is sold too cheaply, and people outside don't believe that we are real."

"Bullshit!" Wen Qi stood up angrily, picked up the sword and began to introduce it frantically.

"Family members, look at this magic weapon of our Cardinal Valley..."

The audience watched with relish. All the cultivators of the weapon-refining sects except Cardinal Valley had expressions like they had eaten shit, and they felt indescribably uncomfortable in their hearts.

Is this not over!

Did a group of heroes trigger the combo of Cardinal Valley?

In order to sell a set of yellow-level magic weapons, they don't care about their face.

After three consecutive advertisements, the mood of the cultivators in the audience has almost recovered.

Xu Shan gestured to the presiding elder again.

The host elder shouted passionately: "Okay, the advertising time is over, and the competition will start now. Please welcome our first group of contestants today!"

Exciting individual competition, the strongest Jindan competition.

The audience chatted about the group competition content in their seats and started gambling.

......

Everything was calm, and a day passed so quickly.

When the group competition began, the audience changed their style and sat up straight.

As the light curtain unfolded, three more sects withdrew from the competition.

It is not clear which one was eliminated or voluntarily withdrew from the competition.

According to previous situations, some sects made mistakes in dealing with monsters and have suffered serious damage.

It is normal to withdraw early if they cannot support the subsequent normal competition.

According to the current competition speed, these sects that choose to retain supplies and withdraw early are likely to get a good ranking.

After all, the competition is too fierce, and now there is another strange variable like the White Crane Sect.

If you don't retreat, you will only be eliminated, and all supplies will be confiscated, which is very likely to cause a situation where one party dominates.

Each split screen became bigger and bigger, with the White Crane Sect still in the center.

At this moment, the White Crane Sect's cultivators, led by Gao Yifan, were running through the forest.

A few minutes later, several people hid in the forest in order.

The monkey demon following behind the crowd did not stop and rushed forward.

The audience was puzzled and speculated.

Even the sect leaders in the Taikoo Pavilion were discussing it.

"What's the purpose? Why do they seem to have changed their strategies? The previous method was quite good."

"It's obvious that every sect participating in the competition has sent people to the periphery to inquire about the news of the eliminated forces. The information collected by everyone is similar. The White Crane Sect must have some ability to survive until now, and others will definitely make some associations."

"Even if they can't imagine that the White Crane Sect can unite with the monsters, they can imagine that they will unite with other sects and serve as the vanguard for others. The remaining sects are much more vigilant than the Dayan Sect, and they must prevent being ambushed by the enemy. I'm right, right, Dean Xu."

Xu Shan smiled and responded: "Yes, it's best to use monsters to lure the enemy into a trap, which will not arouse suspicion. Moreover, this monkey monster is flexible and its combat ability is slightly inferior, so it will definitely lead people into the trap."

The elder supervising the competition found the key points skillfully and followed the movement trajectory of the monkey monster.

In a dense forest, the headquarters of the Wind Chasing Sect is located in it.

The monkey demon hid in the distance and briefly observed the situation, then quickly passed through the canopy of the tree without hesitation, and landed directly in the center of the station.

The monks who were repairing and recovering on the ground were all startled!

The monkey demon also showed a humanized confused expression, then turned around and ran away.

"Haha! Here comes a silly monkey who throws himself into a trap! Chase him!" The monks from the Wind-Chasing Sect were all ecstatic, and everyone grabbed their magic weapons and chased after him.

Ten minutes later, one of the Wind-Chasing Sect monks was tied up, and the rest had their hand tendons and hamstrings cut off, and they were laid down in a row on the ground.

The light curtain on the field is missing again.

The leader of the Wind-Chasing Sect covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly.

His disciple's stupid performance was like a knife stabbing him in the heart.

The elders beside him sighed and started chatting as if they were resigned to their fate. .

"It seems pretty good to recruit a monk from Lijiacun. At least he is much more alert than our disciples."

"How do I train this disciple?"

"No idea, buy one and go back and study it."

"Can you guys stop talking..."

...

Gao Yifan drew his sword, broke the shackles of the leader of the Wind Chasing Sect, guided the way, and let him go.

Ten monks from the White Crane Sect sat around with six monsters and began to review the situation.

Gao Yifan skillfully took out the wooden board from the butt ditch, broke off a branch, and began to draw on it.

While talking, he would occasionally turn his head and gesture, asking the monkey demon.

...