The attributes and internal qi values increased by level 30 are actually of little significance to Wu Hao now. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but a few pieces of level 30 equipment that I got before, and now I can wear it, which is the basis for the characters in the game to increase their combat effectiveness. Especially after it can be strengthened, identified and smelted in the future, the equipment at that time will increase its combat effectiveness by thousands at every turn, thinking about it, Wu Hao is a little excited.

Wearing the equipment he got before, the coral ring, the magic bracelet and the devil necklace, especially after taking a Shura battle axe, Wu Hao's basic combat power has exceeded three thousand, and if you add the internal qi bonus of the newly cultivated ground-level exercises, it is likely to reach nearly thirty thousand combat power. This is by no means something that an ordinary high-level martial artist can imagine, not to mention, Wu Hao's realm is divided according to the division of internal qi, strictly speaking, he is still only a low-level martial artist.

After completing the task, Wu Hao, who was a little excited, decided to go to Mengzhong Earth City for a walk. In fact, there was nothing to shop, he mainly wanted to see if there were still those high-end goods in Mengzhong's wandering merchants. Going straight to where the wandering merchant was, he saw a man in a white hooded dress in a daze in the center of the city, so he walked over. After asking what he meant, the Yunyou merchant handed Wu Hao a purchase order and said, "As long as there is something on it, I can sell it to you." ”

Wu Hao saw that his saliva was about to flow down, there were so many good things, diamonds, red gold ore, purple gold ore, Xuanbing iron, fourth-level soul jade, smelting essence packs, all kinds of high-level skill books, everything. But good things have to be bought, Wu Hao, who originally thought he was a local tyrant, once again fell into the rhapsody of making money after seeing the price of goods. Mom, a diamond costs 5,000 ingots, an ordinary staff of judgment costs 15,000 ingots, and your own ingots are only 28,000, why not?

After thinking about it for a long time and doing it, Wu Hao decided that a whiteboard ruling could have a combat strength of nearly three thousand, and the money could be earned in the future, and the strength must be improved as soon as possible. Wu Hao always wanted to fulfill his dream of being a donkey guest as soon as possible. Leaving 13,000 as a backup should be enough, he gritted his teeth and bought three diamonds from the wandering merchant, and then immediately opened the forging system that had been opened, and after selecting the forging staff of judgment, he put the diamond into the material column and determined the forging.

Time paused for a second, and then, a blue light curtain flashed, and Wu Hao saw the four big characters in front of him in a strong palpitation. The blue font seemed to freeze Wu Hao's heart, and it seemed to mock Wu Hao positively for being a turtle rather than a tyrant.

Forging failed! Failed! Something I'd never heard of before!

Wu Hao raised his head to the sky and shouted, grabbing the collar of the wandering merchant who was gloating on the side, "Say, is what you sold me a fake?"

Wu Hao, who was lost and heartwarmed, quit the game in a daze after losing 15,000 ingots. Hiding in the quilt and licking the wound, he comforted himself, "It's okay, this is a foreshadowing, next time you can just open the sky." He turned his head and said fiercely to his right hand: "How bad is your character?"

Sleeping in a daze until dawn, Wu Hao picked up his lost heart, and after washing, he went to his small courtyard to practice swords. It is said that the inner disciples live in a courtyard, and the outer disciples live in a collective dormitory, and the hierarchy within the sect is really very strict.

In a state of frustration, Wu Hao had no way to devote himself to practice, let alone comprehend new swordsmanship. There was no way, so I had to eat a body training pill that was issued yesterday, and then constantly hit the gravel fist to digest the medicinal power, but I didn't expect that the pill that was already ineffective actually played a role again, and Wu Hao could feel that the combat effectiveness improved in the game was once again integrated with himself.

Now that I think about it, the combat effectiveness built up by equipment in the game is actually not completely Wu Hao's own strength, if you want to fully exert it in reality, you still need Wu Hao himself to constantly adapt. This process of adaptation should actually be long, but because of taking the elixir of physical training, Wu Hao needs to use strenuous exercise to digest the medicinal power, and this strenuous exercise also allows Wu Hao to quickly adapt to the increase in combat power brought by the equipment. It is equivalent to the medicinal power supporting Wu Hao's cultivation, and the cultivation has completed the fusion of combat power.

After learning this, Wu Hao spent the whole morning in drugs, and after swallowing, his body was very good.

At noon, Wu Hao came to the dining hall of the inner gate of the Red Fire Courtyard, this time period was the meal, and most of the inner disciples gathered here. Wu Hao officially realized the power of the Zhentian Sword Sect, but there were more than 100 inner disciples here, and there were nearly forty percent of the first-level talents among them! You must know that the entire Black Dragon Domain has hundreds of millions of people, and the number of first-level talents produced every ten years is only a thousand, so in this way, the entire Zhentian Sword Sect includes about half of these thousand people.

How could this make the other two Qingyun Sword Sect and the Netherworld, which are known as the three major sects of the Black Dragon Domain, embarrassed?

Of course, it was not the turn of Wu Hao to worry about things at this level, he found a corner to eat after picking up food at the food pick-up place. Although the food was very delicious, and there was also a spiritual grass soup that could slightly increase his cultivation, the flies around him made Wu Hao very uncomfortable to eat.

"Hey, this is new, isn't it?" someone asked at the sight of the fresh face.

"You don't know yet, this is a new disciple of the first seat!" replied an insider.

"The disciple of the first seat, the disciple of the personal lineage?" asked the person next to him in surprise.

"Of course, it's a disciple in person, and yesterday someone saw him go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to learn the ground-level exercises. ”

"Then what kind of strength is he, why did he come to learn ground-level exercises?"

"I can't feel it, but I should know soon, oh~, the second elder's son is here, he will let us know, hehe!"

A swarm of flies buzzed for a long time and finally stopped, but Wu Hao knew that the trouble would not stop. Sure enough, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy came directly to Wu Hao's dining table, looked at Wu Hao with his nostrils and asked, "I heard that you are the first family heir of the newcomer?"

Wu Hao reluctantly stopped eating, and his warm smile made people feel at ease: "Yes, is there something wrong?"

Seeing such a smiling face, the nostril boy was embarrassed to continue to observe his opponent with his nostrils, looked down at Wu Hao, and said seriously: "I want to challenge you!"