As Su Ling expected, Shen Jiushu raised his head and put on a smile that was even uglier than crying, gritting his teeth and comforting several disciples who caused the accident.

"Huh...... Hehe...... What a big deal, my Xuanling Sect disciple is such a calculating person, this, this Yuntian robe...... The master has wanted to change it for a long time! ”

After speaking, Shen Jiushu took off his cloak and threw it directly into the storage ring, and said with a forced smile.

"Isn't it going to be a game? Then hurry up, I'll miss you first, master. ”

Shen Jiushu didn't give those disciples a chance to speak, leaving An Ruyan alone, and disappeared in place in full view of everyone.

Those disciples looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that they had escaped a catastrophe, but they didn't expect that the young master of the Shen family had a strange temper, and he spared them so easily.

It seems that Xuanling Sect is really a good sect, a young master of the Shen family and a young lady of the Mu family, these two people don't look very easy to get along with, but no one oppresses them with power, and Xuanling Sect's education has something.

Su Ling didn't know that she was compared with Shen Jiushu by these melon-eating people, but she knew that Shen Jiushu must have found a place to sulk.

As Su Ling expected, Shen Jiushu was holding the cloud robe in a no-man's corner at this time and frantically cleaning it with a spell, looking at the traces on it that couldn't be cleaned, the whole person wanted to cry without tears, this is his favorite cloak!!

On the other side, after the materials for the refining competition were replenished, the arena for the refining competition was also opened, and everyone found their places and waited for the competition to officially begin.

Su Ling sat in front of the refining table, boredly calculating that the sect competition was still a few days away, and saw Shen Jiushu coming back with a light face and shaking the folding fan, and he couldn't tell that he had already experienced a collapse just now.

Soon when the time for the competition came, Su Ling listened to the only topic of the refining competition, and after listening to the requirements of the competition, she began to fiddle with the unified refining materials in front of her, muttering while fiddling.

"Lethality? Powerful? What should I do? ”

Su Ling glanced at the other disciples who had begun to build the blank tire seriously, and then looked at himself who had no idea at all and didn't get anything, like a scumbag who couldn't even read the scroll.

Xuan Qingzi and his old man gave her this name, so that she could increase the self-confidence of all the participating disciples, right?

Time passed little by little, Su Ling had some ideas, and finally began to start refining the weapon, and when the countdown was over, a sword that didn't look good was created by her.

The protective barrier around the disciples disappeared, and the sound above everyone's heads sounded again.

"All the participating disciples are requested to take their works and hand them over to the judges in order to check the results."

Hearing this, Su Ling looked at the front of the arena, and several disciples brought something like a wall, and the referee stood next to him, waiting for the first disciple to hand over the work to him.

From the left, the first disciple handed over his refining work to the judge, which was a bell-like object.

After the disciple explained to the referee, the referee put the bell in his hand and injected a spiritual power into it, and then the bell rang and shot an attack on the wall, and after the attack disappeared on the wall, a number was displayed on the wall after a while.

'Fifty-seven. ’

Su Ling's eyes widened, this wall can be scored according to the lethality and power of the work? It turns out that there is still intelligent recognition in the immortal cultivation world?!

She looked at the small broken sword she had refined in her hand, her expression was a little weird, the lethality and power of her sword ......

After the first disciple went down, the second disciple and the third disciple ...... Everyone came to the stage in turn to score the wall, until Qiu Miao came to the stage, Su Ling also stretched his neck curiously and looked over.

'Ninety. ’

Everyone was in an uproar, this was the highest score so far, and no one had ever scored 90 points!

After Qiu Miao saw his results, he looked at Shen Jiushu, who was still in his seat, his eyes were full of challenge, which made everyone else curious about what kind of results Shen Jiushu could get, after all, if Shen Jiushu was the first place, they would have a top-grade spirit stone to take!

Everyone came to the stage one after another, and when it was An Ruyan's turn, An Ruyan's results fell below Su Ling's glasses, only 'seventy-three'.

"No, isn't she amazing?" , Su Ling muttered in a puzzled whisper.

After that, another round of people came to the stage, and when it was the turn of the long-awaited Shen Jiushu, he handed over his magic weapon to the referee, and after the referee injected spiritual power, an attack with great power hit the wall, and then a number jumped out.

'Ninety-nine. ’

Everyone stood up and looked at the front, all of them were stunned by this achievement, even Qiu Miao showed a look of shock, he really deserved to be the heir of the Kyushu refining family.

Shen Jiushu sat back in his position in high spirits, he was determined to win the top spot this time!

The rest of the people came to the stage one by one, and when it was finally Su Ling's turn to come to the stage, she handed over the small broken sword in her hand to the referee, and the referee looked at the rough workmanship, and it was a little scummy when she touched it...... The corners of his mouth twitched.

"This disciple, what is your entry?"

Su Ling replied solemnly: "My entry is called 'Yin Yang Strange Qi Sword', you can just use it to cut that wall." ”

The corners of the referee's mouth twitched again, what a strange name, he was worried that if he used his strength, the sword would rot.

He walked to the wall, injected spiritual power into the sword, and put on an attacking posture, and when he was about to swing the sword, he heard the sound of the sword, which was exactly the same as Su Ling.

"The posture is so soft? Have you not had enough to eat? ”

The referee was startled by the sound and almost flashed his waist, and he stopped his movements and looked at the sword in his hand with a horrified expression, trying to determine if he was hallucinating.

The sword continued, "What are you staring at? I have a sword score on my face, huh? ”

After the referee made sure that he had heard correctly, he pointed to the sword and looked at Su Ling with a confused expression.

Su Ling received the referee's inquiry, nodded expressionlessly, and his tone was quite serious.

"When I was refining the weapon, I injected a little bit of my own spiritual sense, and I put a lot of thought into the two aspects of lethality and power."

The sword spoke to the referee again: "I said do you want to do it or not?" Old ladies are smarter than you. ”

Hearing this, Su Ling smiled at the referee with a relieved smile: "Look, this sword is so lethal." ”

The referee saw that this person sang a double reed with a sword, and no longer wasted time, he used all his strength to hit the wall, during which the yin and yang strange qi sword continued to pick the fault of the referee's actions, and the angry referee endured and couldn't bear to throw the sword out.

When the Yin-Yang Monster Qi Sword touched the wall, the huge impact caused the sword body to turn into pieces, and the Yin-Yang Monster Qi Sword was sacrificed in just one move.

The unscathed wall was as if nothing had happened, and if you looked closely, there was still a little bit of dregs of the Yin Yang Strange Qi Sword hanging on it, and after two seconds, the wall flickered twice, and a number popped up.

'Six. ’

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