Qin Fengming came to the martial arts arena early, and today is a competition for Zuihou.

In the valley, all the disciples were very excited, because today was going to decide the forty people who would finally participate in the battle for mineral deposits.

It didn't take long for Sect Master Wang to appear above the martial arts arena, he was suspended in the air and did not move, and said in a loud voice:

"The top 40 disciples in this competition will be decided today. After more than ten days of fighting, at this time, there were only forty-six disciples left. ”

"The rules of today's competition are that these forty-six disciples will draw the No. 1 card, and the disciples who win the number 41 to 46 will choose one of the disciples from the number 1 to the 40 to compete in the competition. The winner will finish in the top forty. The loser is eliminated. Alright, now let's go draw the number plates. ”

After listening to the rules of today's competition, Qin Fengming was shocked, he didn't expect that he would use this method to compete.

Following everyone, Qin Fengming also drew the No. 1 card. Take it and take a closer look, it's the thirty-seventh. Know that you don't need to choose your opponent, just wait for your opponent to choose yourself. He secretly thought that among the forty-six people, he had the lowest realm, and it was conceivable that he was selected for the competition. However, he didn't take it to heart either.

At this time, the middle-aged man who presided over the previous few days flew into the air and said:

The remaining forty-six disciples have all drawn number plates, and the six disciples of Zuihou have begun to choose their opponents. Now look at the numbers corresponding to the first forty monks, you only need to write their corresponding numbers with spiritual power on the number plate. ”

As he spoke, he saw a wave of his hand. I saw a huge wall of light appear in the sky, and forty emerald green names flashed on the wall of light.

When everyone saw it, they were all stunned, and they didn't know what kind of means it was, and they all admired the middle-aged man for using such magical powers.

Qin Fengming carefully checked the names of the people on the light wall, he didn't know most of them, he only recognized two of them, one was Senior Sister Zeng, and the other was a person from the Feng family: Feng Lang was the owner of the first high-grade magic weapon he refined, and he had seen both of them.

It was just a cup of tea, and I saw that six of them turned red.

But what made him feel incredible was that there was no one among these six people, which made him very puzzled.

It stands to reason that his strength is not very outstanding, and for some reason, no one chooses to compete with him. Zuihou thinks about it, maybe these six people are afraid of their own talismans. He didn't feel a pang of joy in his heart.

It didn't take long, and the competition began. After nearly an hour of competition, Zuihou has finally been selected for the top 40.

Among the forty people, there were actually seven women, and all of them were proud and beautiful like flowers. Among the disciples, Qin Fengming listened carefully to the discussions, and knew that these seven women had very powerful backers behind each of them.

After the competition, Sect Master Wang announced that the selection had ended successfully. The forty people who won tomorrow will gather in the main hall of Yunque Peak.

After several competitions in this time, Qin Fengming can be said to be a blockbuster. The low-level disciples of the Luoxia Sect, those who don't know him, have not talked much about it.

As soon as it was dawn the next day, Qin Fengming set off and headed towards the main hall of Yunque Peak.

During the flight, he met many disciples of the Luoxia Sect, and many of them greeted him, and he became a celebrity of the Luoxia Sect.

When they arrived at the main hall, more than a dozen disciples had already arrived. Seeing that everyone was sitting quietly on top of the **, no one made a noise. Qin Fengming found a secluded place, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and meditated.

At this time, the disciples rushed to the main hall one after another.

As soon as he arrived, he saw Sect Master Wang and two other people appear in the main hall, one of them was the middle-aged man who presided over the competition, and the other was a red-haired old man.

Sect Master Wang looked at all the disciples present, nodded slightly, and said, "After several rounds of competition, your forty disciples were finally shortlisted. Very good, this reward will be distributed by Senior Brother Zhu for a while. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the middle-aged man, and then continued:

"Forty of you will represent the Luoxia Sect and participate in the battle for the Spirit Stone Mine held in the Blood Refining Gate in eight months, this battle is related to how much the Sect occupies the Spirit Stone Mine, I hope you will follow Senior Brother Zhu and Senior Brother Bai to study hard in the next six months. In this battle, your goal is to keep at least the top three. ”

"Senior Brother Zhu will teach you magic weapon control skills, and Senior Brother Bai will teach you the use of various spells. When you go to participate in the competition, this sect will also give everyone here a high-grade magic weapon. I hope you will behave yourself and live up to the hopes of the sect for you. Now it's up to Senior Brother Zhu and Senior Brother Bai. ”

After Sect Master Wang finished speaking, he turned around and withdrew from the main hall.

The middle-aged man saw the sect master walk out of the main hall, stepped forward and said, "Now, I will distribute this reward to you, and you have all collected it." As he spoke, he waved his hand, and dozens of red pills flew towards everyone.

This elixir is incomparably fragrant, refreshing people's hearts and lungs, and when you smell it, your mind is invigorated. The pill stopped two feet away in front of everyone, dripping and spinning in the air, so amazing that it suddenly shocked everyone.

Seeing the light shining in everyone's eyes, Uncle Zhu smiled slightly:

"This is the control technique, as long as you study hard, you can still reach my level. Everyone suddenly realized, and their eyes were full of admiration when they looked at Uncle Zhu.

Seeing that everyone had accepted Zhuji Dan, Uncle Zhu continued:

"Today I will give you the magic weapon manipulation technique, which is divided into: control, royalty, speed, determination, and four decisions. What I have just done is to control the word and determine the word. I'll be here for the next three months, and I can always ask if I don't know. Now I will give you the mantra, etc., and you must remember it with your heart. ”

After speaking, Uncle Zhu taught the four-character mantra to everyone. After everyone goes back, they should participate in enlightenment and cultivation on their own.

Seeing that everyone had memorized it, the red-haired old man with the white surname stepped forward and said, "I will teach you the skills of using low-level spells, now, you can control it with me first." ”

As he spoke, as soon as he raised his hand, a fireball appeared on his fingertips, and he saw that his middle finger flicked again, and the same fireball appeared, and two fireballs kept jumping on his fingertips, changing positions with each other, and the speed was very fast.

Suddenly, the two fireballs touched and merged into one. The volume is slightly larger than the original single one.

Then, I saw a flick of my middle finger, and another fireball appeared, one large and one small, and when I touched it, it merged into one, and just like that, six fireballs were fused in a row.

At this point, the fused fireball was the size of a baby's fist. The old man surnamed Bai flicked his fingers, and the fireball came out of his hand and went straight to a boulder outside the hall. I just listened, there was a loud bang, and the boulder was shattered by the powder. When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but be surprised. Such a power can be compared to a high-grade magic weapon with all its strength.

Qin Fengming took a closer look, the power of the red-haired old man's technique would definitely not be much less than that of a junior high-level spell.

Seeing everyone's surprised looks, the old man surnamed Bai smiled and said, "Don't underestimate low-level spells, sometimes, low-level spells can also turn decay into magic." Turn waste into treasure, I hope you will study hard in the future. ”