When the competition was halfway through, as the judges of this year's Immortal Soldier Competition, Han Qingyan, Feng Lingyu, Ge Yiye and Luo Liangyi's eyes finally turned to the competition venue, looking at the forty-four people who were refining weapons, and there were also discussions and disputes among themselves.

After a roll of his eyes, Luo Liangyi nodded with great satisfaction and said: "No. 13, No. 42, yes, yes, it seems that Xianjian Zhai has really worked hard over the years, three old friends, how about seeing what the old man just mentioned about the two?"

"Those two are really good, but No. 2 and No. 33 are also good, look at them are as calm as ever, this state of mind alone is far beyond the immortal masters of the same level. Through the flickering colors, Feng Lingyu could distinguish the person recommended by the Dust Bingxuan, and he also said with pride.

Among the seven or eight immortal masters who have completed the required immortal weapons, there is only one person recommended by the Bingwang Pavilion, that is the twenty-eighth, Ge Yiye doesn't want to compete with the other three on top of such a question now, so he quickly changed the topic and said: "Three old friends, which one do you think can win the leader of this immortal soldier competition?"

"On the thirteenth, the old man is very optimistic. As soon as Ge Yiye's words fell, Luo Liangyi responded directly.

"No. 2, the old body is optimistic about No. 2, even if he doesn't get the leader, the old body will accept him as an apprentice, you three can't rob me of this old woman! Feng Lingyu not only pointed out the optimistic cultivation, but also said that he wanted to accept that person as an apprentice, and also said threatening words, which made the other three speechless.

Although the top five prizes offered in the competition can all be apprenticed, they all know that there should be no problem with the choice of others except for the first place. Whoever is recommended should worship which townkeeper, the second venue exudes purple light. Naturally, it belonged to the people of Dust Bingxuan, how could the other three compete with Feng Lingyu?

For this issue. Han Qingyan didn't answer, but his eyes kept swimming back and forth between No. 13, Zhou Dingshan and No. 35, seeing their refining process, he shook his head from time to time, and sometimes nodded, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

In the Qingyuan Immortal Realm, Han Qingyan was second only to Zheng Feiyun Immortal Master, and his grade had already reached the Ninth Quenching High Level, but he himself knew it. He doesn't have much to live for, I'm afraid that he will be trapped at this level forever in this life, and the Ten Quenching Hongmeng Immortal Artifact Master is already a luxury for him, and now he just hopes to find a good heir to the mantle and pass on all his instrument attainments to him.

But over the years, the apprentice has received a lot, but there is no one who really satisfies him and has the hope of surpassing him, which can't help but make him very helpless. He really hoped to find a good disciple with the help of this Immortal Soldier Competition to teach him his skills.

Now he is optimistic about the three of them, and he has long known the identity of the thirty-fifth, and he is also half of his disciple, and his whereabouts are almost certain. There is no need to think about it, which of the other two is okay, as for whether it is recommended by the Heavenly Soldier Fang, he doesn't care. He is confident in his own strength and prestige, as long as he makes a solicitation. As long as it wasn't for Zheng Feiyun's stirring, no refiner would refuse his invitation.

Precisely because of this. He didn't get too involved in the discussion, but kept his eyes on the people below him who he liked, paying attention to any techniques they used to refine their weapons, and at the same time pondering which one to choose.

Different from the Four Nine Quenching Psychic Immortal Masters, as the only Ten Quenching Hongmeng Immortal Masters in the Qingyuan Immortal Realm, Zheng Feiyun did not pay too much attention to these Seven Quenching Junior Immortal Masters who participated in the New Talent Competition, but just glanced at No. 35 from time to time.

With the passage of time, almost all the participating immortal weapons have completed the refining of the required immortal weapons, although they are all early stage immortal weapons of the Seven Quenching, although the immortal weapons all have the power of water and fire, but the difference in the grades can only be obtained after the final comparison.

Some of the participating monks who had completed the self-selected immortal artifact did not start refining until half an hour of pranayama, while others went directly and picked up the black storage bracelet on the table.

Different from the required immortal weapons, the organizer placed a large number of refining materials in the black storage bracelet, which was considered to give those participating monks a chance to fully display themselves, but even so, looking at so many refining materials, many participating monks frowned, and it was not easy for them to decide what kind of Seven Quenching Immortal Weapons to refine to participate in the competition.

But time waits for no one, many monks after checking the refining materials, they don't have time to think about it, and immediately start refining, because the link of the mandatory immortal weapon has been distanced, and when the self-selected immortal weapon begins to be refined, the progress is different, it can be described as varied, and the people who watch can only look at the people who are watching.

Yuan Dian's eyes naturally kept looking at Zhou Dingshan, and after seeing Zhou Dingshan take out some materials and start refining them, he smiled slightly, and turned to Chen Xiang beside him and said, "Chen Xiang, it seems that Dingshan is going to refine an immortal sword, is this your idea?"

Hearing Yuan Dian's question, Chen Xiang smiled and turned to Yuan Dian and said: "Lord, Brother Zhou has asked his subordinates for some tips on knife refining, and his subordinates naturally told the truth, seeing that the materials he chose must be refining fairy knives, but his subordinates did not suggest that Brother Zhou refine fairy knives in the competition." ”

During the three-month guidance, Yuan Dian and Zhou Dingshan also had a discussion on choosing their own immortal weapons, and he once suggested that Zhou Dingshan refine a defensive type of immortal shield, but Zhou Dingshan refined a few pieces but did not reach the perfect state, but instead refined a few immortal knives casually, which is quite good, and it is expected to come up with the most convenient weapon at such a moment.

Seeing that Chen Xiang's face tightened, as if he was afraid that he would be angry, Yuan Dian smiled slightly and then said: "Chen Xiang, your knife refining skills are indeed admirable, if you are willing, the Ancestor Pavilion can open up a separate workshop for you, everything you need will be provided by the Ancestor Pavilion, and half of the income will belong to you, you only need to teach some disciples and hand over the refined fairy knife to the Ancestor Pavilion, how about it?"

Yuan Dian had already discovered that in the large-scale battle of the monks, the knife-type weapon was far superior to the sword-type weapon, although with the support of the Weapon Ancestor Pavilion, but there was still a lack of high-quality knife-type immortal soldiers in the hands of a large number of immortal soldiers in Yuanzhou, and Chen Xiang was extremely good at this, Yuan Dian naturally wanted to make the best use of his talents, and took this opportunity to say it.

Yuan Dian's promise was equivalent to giving Chen Xiang a part of the share of the Ancestral Pavilion, making him an existence like the pavilion master, Chen Xiang was naturally happy, and he immediately responded without thinking about it: "Thank you for the lord's kindness, my subordinates will definitely do their best to share the worries of the lord." ”

Unconsciously, twelve hours passed in a flash, and by the time Xie Xifeng shouted that the competition was over, there were still seven people who had not finished refining the self-selected immortal weapons, and they had become the targets of elimination.

Coupled with the six people who had been eliminated before, the judging team had not yet participated in the judging, and the thirteen participating monks were already out, and the remaining thirty-seven stood in a row with the two immortal artifacts they had refined, waiting for the judgment of the four Nine Quenching Psychic Immortal Artifacts.

The top 30 in this immortal soldier competition all have rewards, and the top ten, especially the top five, are more rewarding, and each participating artifact is full of hope, but the final result is still judged by the four nine-quenching psychic immortal artists.

Although Han Qingyan and Feng Lingyu were in charge of the four leading shops, they no longer paid too much attention to the open and secret battles between the worlds at their level, at least they could make a fair judgment at this time, not to mention that there was Feiyun Ancestor sitting on the high platform, the highest existence of the entire Qingyuan Immortal Realm, they naturally didn't dare to make any small moves.

Han Qingyan and Feng Lingyu looked at the two immortal soldiers refined by each of the participating artists very responsibly, and they had already given evaluations one by one, and with their evaluations, the corresponding rankings were determined.

Because there is no natural difference between the rewards of the second and third places, especially between the ten places, the eleventh and twentieth places, and the twenty-first and thirtieth places, there is no opinion on these places once they are determined, and most of them have a look of joy on their faces.

It was already a very happy thing for them to be able to get a ranking and a substantial prize in the Immortal Soldier Competition, not to mention that the vision of the four Nine Quenching Psychic Immortal Masters could not be wrong, after the ranking was finished, no matter what they thought in their hearts, at least from the surface, every participating monk was happy to accept it.

After a review of the judgment, there were only ten people left in the entire arena, they were the top ten in the Seven Quenching New Tournament of the Immortal Soldier Competition, for the immortal artifact masters they refined, the four psychic immortal artifact masters were carefully checked, and even urged to use it, before finally coming to a conclusion.

In the top ten judgments, for each ranking, Han Qingyan and Feng Lingyu had to discuss, which can be described as cautious, and even consulted Zheng Feiyun's opinion on the determination of some fifth and sixth places and first and second places, after all, although there is only one difference between five and six, the reward treatment is very different, and the rewards between the first and second places are even more natural.

After some comparison, the top ten finally determined their respective rankings, looking at the arrangement of the top ten candidates, Yuan Dian couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "Huo Ye's vision is really poisonous!"

Among the top ten, the second, thirteenth, twenty-eighth, thirty-fifth, forty-second, and fiftyth that Huo Ye had once been optimistic about were all listed, and as he expected, the thirty-fifth recommended by the Heavenly Bingfang won the first place, and the thirteenth recommended by Xianjian Zhai ranked second, while Zhou Dingshan performed well and won the third place, which was among the top five, a ranking that had already made him and the Qizu Pavilion famous. (To be continued.) )