"Wooden sword, I need a lot of wooden swords, otherwise, wood can also be ......" Yang Dingfeng wants to use the wooden sword to carry the bomb, so that the bomb has a power carrier that takes into account both speed and flexibility. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bomb, hehehe......" Yang Fengfeng began to prepare the materials with a long laugh. Even in this world, it is not difficult for him to find all the materials to make explosive bombs.

In the next time, the people in the spirit cafeteria saw that Yang Fengfeng didn't know what the hell he was doing like a madman.

Similarly, Chen Fanfan is also in the late stage of Jindan, and she is also preparing.

A month later......

The selection competition for the elite disciples of the Immortal Sect has officially begun.

At this time, Yang Dingfeng also received a defensive medium-grade magic weapon from Chen Wanxi - a jade pendant.

Although it is only a medium-grade magic weapon, Yang Dingfeng took it and tried it, and he was already very satisfied.

He also knew that in terms of magic weapons, he was still much worse than those who had their backs to the mountains.

But, yes, better than nothing.

At the beginning of the competition, it can be said that there is nothing to watch, but it is just to eliminate the disciples who are weak and can't get a good magic weapon.

Even when he arrived at the competition, Yang Fengfeng still sharpened his big wooden sword while watching the event. For him, the more wooden swords, the better.

After the first round of brushing, the second round began to have some highlights, but Yang Fengfeng still saw that most of the children of those wealthy families could survive the first round or even the second round by relying on the magic weapon advantage.

As for those ordinary disciples who are poor, have no backers, no magic weapons, and can only take out a treasure weapon to fight at most, except for a few people with strong strength and superb tactics, most of them have been brushed down.

Although they are very unwilling.

Although they also knew that it was unfair, although they also knew that if they also had the same level of magic weapons, it was not necessarily them who lost. But that's the reality.

The magic weapon is also a part of the strength, who let them not have a good magic weapon?

Those wealthy children of the family, with a body of protective equipment, and a protective talisman that they used and used, made their attacks without magic weapon bonuses like tickling.

Therefore, in this kind of tryout, ordinary disciples are here to be foils.

In this context, Yang Dingfeng, who has been fighting enemies with wooden swords and fists since the beginning of the competition, unconsciously became the highlight of this selection!

After two rounds of elimination, he faced the enemy with a wooden sword and never lost. This made ordinary disciples see hope - the magic weapon was not as good as others, and they could also win the hope of the other party.

After two rounds, Yang Fengfeng's special Tai Chi swordsmanship and lightning-fast footwork and body left a deep impression on everyone.

At the same time, someone else noticed that he was very similar to a person - the notorious madman in the simulated battlefield!

But at this time, he was no longer completely notorious, because he had also become hope in the eyes of ordinary disciples, and those ordinary disciples who had no good equipment and no good magic weapons secretly hoped that Yang Fengfeng could win all the way. It's best to trample the children of the big families who only rely on magic weapons to bully people one by one!

It's something they wanted to do but didn't do!

Yes, they can't do it, but they hope that Yang Fengfeng can do it for them.

The once notorious ones don't matter anymore, and besides, the notorious lunatics never go to the trouble of those poor ordinary disciples because they don't have a big stake. Therefore, if you want to talk about hatred, ordinary disciples have no hatred for crazy people, they just followed the crowd at the beginning.

At the beginning of the third round of the competition, many people determined that Yang Fengfeng was the once notorious "madman" on the simulation battlefield who had disappeared for a long time!

In the third round of elimination, Yang Fengfeng met a child of a family who was also in the late stage of Jindan and had a good magic weapon, and he was also cleaned up with a wooden sword.

While everyone was exclaiming, those who had watched the madman's battle couldn't help but think of the battle between Yang Fengfeng and Song Qingshu: the other party dispatched nine precious puppets whose strength was comparable to that of the late Jindan monks, but they were still narrowly won by the madman with the same method of ending up!

As a result, the name of Yang Madman spread unconsciously.

It was spontaneously preached by those disciples who had lost their qualifications for further progress because of the inferior equipment of the magic weapon.

From the bottom of their hearts, they hope that there is such a person from the bottom, a person who also fights with inferior equipment, to sing all the way, to defeat those wealthy children of the family, and to do those things that they want to do but can't do.

A standard wooden sword, a self-sect cloth cloth, a set of lightning-fast footwork and a strange sword art have become Yang Fengfeng's image in the minds of everyone.

His weapon, it seems, was only a wooden sword; It seems that he has no protective clothing or accessories; It seems that he doesn't have a spirit rune to add to it.

He's just a man, a wooden sword, and he's been until now.

Everyone, including those who were in charge of the event and were in charge of the Transformation Stage, all noticed Yang Fengfeng.

Chen Wanxi had a smile on her face.

Xu Jingxian's mother Xu Bingyun's eyes flickered, and she looked at Chen Wanxi with a trace of undisguised jealousy: "It's a pity, I looked away at the beginning. It's still Wanxi powerful, and it's ...... discerning talent."

Chen Wanxi smiled in return: "Sister Yun is modest, you didn't look down on him at the beginning, but I didn't have a high vision, so I accepted a disciple on the spot." Oh, by the way, I still have to thank you, otherwise this little madman wouldn't have been able to join the Immortal Sect. ”

The other masters of the Transformation Stage looked at each other, and they all came to congratulate Chen Wanxi on accepting a high apprentice. But they didn't understand, why Chen Wanxi, a master of the Transformation Period, didn't reward him with one or two magic weapons after accepting disciples, although magic weapons are rare, but even if it is the lowest grade magic weapon, it is fine. Otherwise, there should always be a treasure.

But they didn't ask this kind of question, and this question was no less than saying that Chen Wanxi was stingy.

Although the magic weapon can be used by a Jindan monk, not every Jindan monk will have it.

Moreover, the magic weapon is divided into three, six, nine and so on, even if it is a magic weapon of the same level, there are advantages and disadvantages. Because different people have high and low refining skills, the magic weapons that are refined are naturally good and bad.

There are many disciples in the Immortal Sect, there are countless disciples in the Qi refining period, and although there are fewer foundations, there are also many. Although there are not many in the Jindan period, there are thousands of them!

Therefore, when it comes to the Jindan period, it is qualified to be called an elite!

And the elite of the elite is the real leader, the real Tianjiao!

After three rounds, the rest can basically be called the real leader.

That is to say, a big sect like the Immortal Sect does not take ordinary Jindan monks seriously, if it is in other small sects, Jindan monks are all at the level of elders or even Taishang elders.

However, in the Immortal Sect, a Yuan Infant Monk can barely be called an elder.

As for the Supreme Elder, it would have to be a master above the Transformation Stage to have such an honor. (To be continued.) )