"Today, no one cares about my magic weapon, after the big competition, I want to make my magic weapon, no matter how high the price, someone is eager to have it!"

Wang Baole's eyes showed ruthlessness, he was also forced to be anxious, it was really that feeling of empty pockets, which made him feel very uncomfortable, as if a person who has always been a big spender has become accustomed to a luxurious life, and suddenly becomes a poor egg.

This feeling made Wang Baole have to think about how to sell the magic weapon, and now after patting his thigh, he took a deep breath and stood up, walked around the cave a few times, and the meaning of thinking in his eyes was obvious, and after analyzing and deducing his plan in his mind, he thought that there was no problem, and he paused.

"That's it!" Wang Baole gritted his teeth fiercely, and immediately took out the transmission ring to contact Zhuo Yifan.

"Yifan, I heard about the Battle Martial Pavilion Competition, how are you preparing, do you need me to assist in the battle? Once I go out, haha, you must ...... Huh, you've found a side guard?"

Zhuo Yifan was very embarrassed, in fact, he originally wanted to find Wang Baole, but he was worried that Wang Baole would refuse, so after hesitating, he did not invite him, but found someone else.

After Wang Baole expressed his understanding, he put down the transmission ring, took a deep breath, and was not discouraged, he planned to do a big vote this time, since he has no reputation and no brand for the magic weapon here, then go and build it!

And the best way to build is to make everyone shocked by the power of their magic weapons under the attention of everyone, and they are shocked that there are still such incredible magic weapons in this world, so that they can remember it deeply at the same time, and they are also excited to get it.

To put it simply, it's propaganda!

As for the place of publicity, Wang Baole has also thought about it, that is, this time the Zhanwu Pavilion competition, there is no place to catch up with the attention of this competition, Wang Baole pondered that with the help of the competition, he will definitely be able to make his magic weapon form a strong brand effect!

After all, the big competition of this Zhan Wu Pavilion is concerned by the entire Shangyuan Island, and the number of people watching it will be huge, so as long as it can shine in the big competition, it will inevitably cause a sensation in all directions, so as to make a reputation in one fell swoop!

In fact, this kind of propaganda means, not only Wang Baole realized, but also some people in the other pavilions, although they are not talented, but they also have unique features in some fields, for them, the money in front of them is nothing, and fame is the most important, so the annual battle of the Martial Arts Pavilion is the time for them to build fame.

They will selectively sponsor some disciples of the Battle Martial Pavilion, give them their own refining magic weapons, pills, formation patterns and other things, and put forward some requirements, the ultimate goal is to use Dabi to publicize and improve the value of the things they refine.

This kind of mutually beneficial thing between the two sides, the disciples of the Battle Martial Pavilion naturally agreed, and the Daoist Academy would not care about it, so every year in the Battle Martial Pavilion Competition, you can see a lot of new pills, magic weapons, and formation things.

However, Wang Baole's idea is still a little different from theirs, in order to adjust the rapidly changing situation in the big competition at any time, and ensure that his brand promotion this time is foolproof, Wang Baole plans to participate in the battle in person!

In this way, he can adjust at any time according to the battle situation, so that even if his plan deviates, it can be reversed immediately, and the magic weapon can be promoted to the greatest extent.

Thinking of this, Wang Baole perked up, took the transmission ring, and pondered the candidate.

"Since Zhuo Yifan can't do it, Chen Ziheng can too!" Thinking of this, Wang Baole hurriedly sent a message to Chen Ziheng, but soon Chen Ziheng actually had auxiliary fighters there.

This made Wang Baole depressed.

In fact, Chen Ziheng, like Zhuo Yifan, didn't think about inviting Wang Baole to help in the battle, but Wang Baole had gone too high in the hearts of their group, and Chen Ziheng was a high-minded and arrogant person, and he was also worried that the invitation would be rejected, so he didn't speak.

Wang Baole was a little anxious, so he hurriedly contacted all the disciples of the Zhan Wu Pavilion that he was familiar with, and finally was dumbfounded, it was really too late for Wang Baole to contact, and now that the day of Dabi is approaching, almost everyone has already decided on an auxiliary fighter.

Seeing this, Wang Baole was not reconciled, so he logged on to the spirit network, and he remembered that he had seen someone post a message on it before, recruiting auxiliary fighters.

Finally, with his hard work, he found a disciple of the Battle Martial Pavilion who gave an extremely critical price and his tone was even more disdainful.

"I'm now cultivating and preparing for Dabi, I don't have time to see you, I don't want to know your identity, you don't need to know my identity, when the time comes, in the assessment place, let's meet again, and you don't need to prepare anything, you are just a make-up, in fact, if it weren't for this damn rule, I don't want to be embarrassed to let the Daoist Academy match, otherwise, I don't need any assistance at all!"

After Wang Baole contacted the other party, the other party directly sent such a text, it seemed that he didn't even bother to speak, Wang Baole felt that the other party should have been kicked in the crotch after reading it, so the rhetoric was yin and yang, if it wasn't for the fact that there was no one to choose, he was going to change people.

But now that Dabi is coming, basically normal people have found an assistant, and what they haven't found is either as problematic as this person who was kicked in the crotch, or they plan to wait for the Daoyuan to automatically match one when the time comes.

"Who is so ruthless, kicks this guy so badly, and speaks so rudely!" Wang Baole snorted, but there was no choice but to choose this person.

He pondered that since the other party was so arrogant and didn't need his own assistance, then he would concentrate on promoting the magic weapon, but the only thing that gave him a headache was that if the other party did not cooperate, it was very likely that he would not use his magic weapon.

"Be prepared for both!" Wang Baole took a deep breath, and felt more and more that there was something wrong with the mysterious person of the Battle Martial Pavilion, but since this was the case, he could only take out all the magic weapons from his storage bracelet and start researching the plan.

Although he didn't have any spirit stones, he still had some materials, so on the basis of his planned plan, he also made some adjustments to the magic weapon, for example, he felt that he was very likely to encounter the fierce beast of the Beast Control Pavilion, so he improved the rope magic weapon into a muzzle, and even bought some mist powder on the spirit net and put it in it.

There are other targeted magic weapons like this, especially a magic weapon called the Flying Frost Sword, which is Wang Baole's main product this time.

In Wang Baole's preparations, time passed, the day before the arrival of the day of Dabi, the last island on the Aoki Lake of the Ethereal Dao Temple, Tianxing Island, this island also has a fog formation, at this moment is rolling silently, you can see that there seem to be seven or eight figures inside, walking outward, as they walk out of the formation of Tianxing Island, this formation slowly divides into a huge road.

Except for a middle-aged man in the middle, the rest of these seven or eight people are all old men, all with unfathomable looks in their eyes, and their cultivation is extremely good, which can be compared with them, and the middle-aged man in a red robe in the middle is like a sharp sword, as if once it erupts, it can penetrate a hurricane.

They were standing there, led by middle-aged, looking up at ...... In the sky, three huge black airships are gradually approaching!

And with the fall of the airship, you can see a lot of dried blood on the outer layer of the airship, obviously the blood of the fierce birds killed by the people inside the airship on the way, but also around the deck of the airship, there are hundreds of people standing on each side, they are wearing uniform uniforms, expressionless, and their bodies are full of murderous intent, which is by no means ordinary, obviously fighting with fierce beasts all year round, tempered in life and death again and again.

These three airships, from the federal military!

And these people above are the ones who are stationed at the borders of the Federation...... Warrior!

At this moment, on the airship in the middle, at the bow of the boat, stood a middle-aged man, this big man was burly, with a black cloak on his shoulders, wearing a uniform full of medals in the cloak, and there was obviously an irreparable scar on his face, which seemed to divide his face into two halves, and he stood there, like a mountain peak, and a powerful aura continued to spread from his body, as if it was comparable to the red-robed middle-aged man of the Ethereal Daoyuan.

"Zhou Lu, is the fat man you said here?" The big man moved his eyes away from the red-robed middle-aged man outside Tianxing Island, looked at Shangyuan Island, and said lightly to the orderly-like woman who followed beside him.

Beside him, there stood a tall, very beautiful woman, but full of wildness, who seemed to be difficult to conquer, it was ...... Zhou Lu, who was once kicked in the ass by Wang Baole and gritted his teeth and swore revenge on him!