With an anxious mood, Qin Fengming left the weapon refining hall and returned to his residence.
At this time, Qin Fengming still couldn't calm down in his heart. It can be said that agreeing to Uncle Fei will have both advantages and disadvantages. If he agrees, it can be said that it will be a sure thing to succeed in building the foundation.
Successful foundation building means that one's lifespan will be extended by more than a hundred years. One hundred years, for ordinary people, will be a lifetime.
Every Qi Gathering Stage monk is extremely eager to succeed in foundation building. But Qin Fengming knows in his heart that as long as he agrees, he will devote the rest of his life to the Luoxia Sect's weapon refining business, and he can't expect to further his cultivation and become successful.
Dan will be something beyond reach.
Such a result would run counter to Qin Fengming's established goal. It was difficult for him to accept it.
What was slightly advantageous for Qin Fengming was that Uncle Fei did not ask him to answer the matter immediately.
In this competition, if he can enter the top forty, he will definitely get a Foundation Building Pill. If he relies on that Foundation Building Pill, it will still be difficult to succeed in Foundation Building. By then, it will not be too late to agree to Master Fei. Anyway, I want to
It is not easy for Master Fei to find another disciple who is as talented as himself in refining weapons.
Thinking of this, Qin Fengming felt relieved, so he calmed down and began to practice patience again, preparing for a competition that would not be missed.
The third round of competition lasted for three full days, and its excitement was incomparable to the first two rounds. At this time, the remaining disciples were all people with strong support, whether it was magical weapons or means.
Very powerful.
After three rounds of competition, there were only ninety-two people left to enter the fourth round of competition. Among these ninety-two people, except Qin Fengming, who was at the eighth level, only five disciples were at the ninth level, and the rest were all without exception.
The peak state of cultivation during the Qi gathering period.
Among these five ninth-level disciples, three are direct descendants of the Xiuxian family, and two are direct relatives of the elders of the Luoxia Sect.
Qin Fengming is an exception. He has neither a powerful family to back him nor a powerful monk to back him up.
Entering the competition venue, Qin Fengming looked at the monk standing opposite and felt a great fondness for him.
The person in front of me is slightly fat, but his complexion is extremely fair. He is smiling and looks harmless, giving people a feeling that he is very easy to get along with. Judging from his cultivation, he is already gathering energy.
The peak state of the period.
Seeing the expression on his opponent's face, Qin Fengming smiled, hurriedly cupped his fists and raised his hands, bowed deeply and said: "Little brother Qin Fengming, I'd like to pay tribute to my senior brother. I hope that my senior brother can be merciful during the competition later."
The fat young man also had a smile on his face. He looked at Qin Fengming, grinned, and a loyal look immediately appeared on his face, and he said politely:
"I have long heard that Junior Brother Qin's methods are extremely powerful. Jiang Feng and Feng Kai, two disciples with strong support, were defeated by Junior Brother. Although Senior Brother is a few years older than those two, he does not have the same wealth as those two.
I hope that junior brother can be merciful and don't embarrass senior brother too much."
The uncle who was presiding over the competition saw that both of them answered very politely, so he just smiled slightly and snorted softly.
As he waved his hand, Qin Fengming's fourth round of competition began.
As usual, Qin Fengming held out an ice shield talisman under the wave of his uncle's hand. With a flash of light, a layer of blue shield appeared outside his body.
Just before he could raise his head, a white light suddenly appeared in his consciousness.
‘Hang’ followed a flash of white light, and a crisp explosion resounded in front of him.
I saw a white sword flashing with astonishing power, which had actually struck the ice shield in front of him. With just one blow, the ice shield in front of Qin Fengming was struck.
The violent shaking continued, and at the same time a ball of blue light also flashed out.
Seeing that the ice shield was almost broken by the opponent's blow, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel horrified. With a wave of his hand, the fine iron shield shot out from his hand.
But before the refined iron shield could materialize, a 'bang' sound that shocked Qin Fengming's heart had already resounded in his ears.
There was a flash of white light in front of him, and a sword light shot toward his face.
The speed is so fast, almost as fast as lightning.
"Ah! Brother, be careful." Following this sudden change, everyone watching the competition outside the field exclaimed.
At this time, Qin Fengming, even if he tried to activate the fine iron shield, it would be useless.
The protective shield outside his body was only one or two feet away from his body. After the opponent's sword light broke through the shield, without any pause, he attacked his face in a flash.
At such a distance, it would be absolutely difficult for other Qi-gathering monks to dodge.
But what shocked everyone present was that as the protective shield shattered, Qin Fengming, who was standing on the spot, had disappeared without a trace.
Then, under the flash of white sword light, the empty place flew past, and unexpectedly cut into the empty space.
The fat senior brother saw that the ice shield in front of the opponent was broken by his magic weapon. He thought that he was sure to win this battle, but unexpectedly, the opponent suddenly disappeared in front of him.
With a start in his heart, his consciousness was quickly released, and he saw Qin Fengming standing still on the spot a dozen feet away.
At this time, Qin Fengming had a shield flying in front of him. There was also a golden shield shining with solid fluorescence outside his body.
This golden shield is the mid-level talisman 'Vajra Talisman' that Qin Fengming personally refined.
Although the 'Vajra Talisman' and the 'Ice Shield Talisman' are both low-level and mid-level talismans, their toughness is many times stronger than the Ice Shield Talisman. Just refining the Diamond Talisman cost Qin Fengming hundreds of pieces of talisman paper.
The difficulty is evident from this.
Suddenly seeing that his attack failed to achieve any success, the fat senior brother was stunned.
His sneak attack method was always unfavorable in the previous competitions. Even in the third round, when he encountered a disciple at the peak of the Qi Gathering Stage and a very famous person in the Luoxia Sect, he was unable to dodge in front of him with this method.
Pass this blow.
Qin Fengming was only a person at the eighth level of the Qi Gathering Stage. In the heart of the fat monk, he would definitely win with this method. He never thought that his sure-fire method would be broken by the opponent.
What surprised him even more was that at this moment, he still didn't understand what kind of method the other party used just now, and how he could disappear out of thin air, just like the teleportation in the rumors.
But the teleportation technique is only available to seniors at the Transformation Stage. How could an eighth-level disciple at the Qi Gathering stage be able to use it?
This made the fat monk puzzled. The magic weapon stopped in the air and he forgot to command it.
Seeing the surprised expression of the other party, Qin Fengming smiled slightly, stretched out his hands, and ten talismans appeared in his hands. With a flick of his fingers, the ten talismans flashed in the air, and suddenly turned into ten fire snakes. With whimpering sounds, he immediately
He flew towards the fat senior brother.
The fat senior brother was just stunned when he suddenly saw several fire snakes appearing in front of him. He was so frightened that he was immediately scared to death. He turned around and wanted to escape in the air.
Fire snake is a mid-level spell, and its attack power is equivalent to that of a high-grade magical weapon. A dozen fire snakes are equivalent to a dozen high-grade magical weapons attacking at the same time, so how can they not be afraid of it.
But its speed cannot be faster than that of a fire snake.
Just as he flew a few feet away, ten fire snakes were already approaching. He could only hear the sound of "bang, bang, bang", and the protective shield in front of him was broken in an instant. The ten fire snakes circled around him, and suddenly there was a "snap"
, disappeared, leaving only the dumbfounded little fat man standing on the spot.
The situation took a turn for the worse. Just now, he was sure of victory, but now he was defeated and had no power to fight back. The fat monk found it difficult to accept it for a moment.
Amid everyone's exclamations, Qin Fengming bowed deeply to the uncle, then smiled and cupped his hands to the little fat man, turned around and left the competition venue.
Long after he left, the discussion among the spectators continued.
Until this moment, many low-level disciples watching the battle in the audience still could not understand how Qin Fengming avoided the fatal blow. However, there were also those with excellent eyesight who noticed an afterimage of Qin Fengming at that time and knew that it was not a teleportation.
The technique is just a superb body technique.
Qin Fengming's action did not escape those in the Foundation Establishment stage. Under the powerful consciousness of the Foundation Establishment monks, Qin Fengming's action was still traceable.
The dozen or so foundation-building monks present all know that Qin Fengming was an outstanding disciple in Luoxia Valley before he entered the sect. It is not surprising that he has such a body-lighting technique. However, Qin Fengming used martial arts body in the competition among the monks.
method, it still makes them feel bright.
What surprised everyone even more was that Qin Fengming actually used ten mid-level talismans to attack the enemy at the same time. This money-burning move made many low-level disciples jealous.
You know, ten mid-level talismans are equivalent to one or two hundred low-level spiritual stones. It is such a big deal. No one else would have the courage to use it.
In this kind of competition, if you consume so many mid-level talismans at one time, even casual cultivators in the foundation building period will not have such wealth.
Following Qin Fengming's round of competition, the name of a 'talisman killer' suddenly spread among the low-level disciples of the Luoxia Sect.
This round of competition ended in just one day.
After the fourth round of competition, there are now only forty-six people left. Among these forty-six, only three are not at the peak of the Qi Gathering Stage. Among them is Qin Fengming, an outlier.
