"Okay, since everything is fine, you can go back." Bai Le waved his hand.
"well."
Yue Qing then breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally over this time.
"Remember to collect the punishment." At the end, Bai Le did not forget to remind him.
Yue Qing, "..."
You can't escape what's coming!
"By the way, the Emperor asked me to give you some things." Yue Qing's expression became serious.
"What?"
Yue Qing waved his hand, and a large number of weapons given by Ling Xuewei appeared in the room.
"What is this?" Bai Le frowned slightly as he looked at these strange-looking iron lumps.
On the other hand, Fu Ji stood up and walked over with his eyes twinkling.
"These are given by the mistress."
Afterwards, Yue Qing explained the functions of these weapons.
And as he spoke, the surprise in Bai Le's eyes became more and more serious.
"Oh? So powerful?" Bai Le picked up a gun.
"Yes, I have already tested most of them, and the power is just as the mistress said." Yue Qing answered honestly.
Bai Le and Fu Ji looked at each other and saw the deep meaning in each other's eyes.
If this is true, then they can arm a group of vanguard troops and become a sharp sword in their Brahma-Xu world.
But the premise is that this thing is really that effective.
The foundation of the Brahma-Xu world is unimaginable by ordinary people. If these weapons are not as good as those immortal weapons, their use will be in vain.
"I'll order someone to test the power first. Don't spread the word about it. We'll wait until the results come out." Bai Le said.
"Yes, I understand."
Fu Ji remained silent, and the other two had long been accustomed to his reticence. At this time, he was very interested in these strange-looking iron objects, especially the so-called 'laser gun', which he fiddled with up and down in his hands.
As he stood, a strange light kept flashing in his eyes.
Yue Qing, who was pointed at the gun, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, "Master Fuji, be careful! This thing is the most powerful. Although it is only miniature, once it is hit, even a high-level Martial Emperor can't help it."
resistance."
He has personally tested the power, so he knows it best.
Fu Ji grasped his words keenly, "Micro? According to you, there are more advanced ones?"
"Well... it stands to reason that there should be some. The mistress said that this micro laser gun has an attack range of ten meters and can last for fifteen breaths. After use, it needs to cool down for five breaths before continuing to use it..."
Yue Qing explained the general functions and usage of the laser gun, and also showed them how to refill the magazine.
As he explained, the twinkles in their eyes became even brighter.
This kind of power is only the weakest type. If it is further improved, what kind of lethality will it have?
Furthermore, there are other things that are the first choice of combat warriors, which are convenient and labor-saving. If these things can be mass-produced, then...
Bai Le and Fu Ji looked at each other and then asked, "Where did she get these things?"
"These are all made by the mistress, and these are the only ones currently." Yue Qing didn't know much.
Did the mistress make it? Could it be that she is a weapon refiner?
Bai Lesui thought of the batch of daggers and swords brought back by the emperor before, and a light flashed in his eyes. It seemed that those were also done by women.
In fact, those weapons have been allocated to the soldiers of the First Army. Although they cannot each have one, there are still enough for a thousand people.
As for the effect, it goes without saying.
Although they have sufficient foundation in the Brahma-Xu world, they must not have that many weapon refiners, and most of the weapons they can refine require cultivation limits.
As for the weapons made by women, not only are they not limited to any cultivation level, but they can also be integrated with elemental power, so their power goes without saying.
If they have weapons more powerful than these, they definitely do. But the quantity is limited after all, and they cannot take care of everyone, and it is extremely difficult to make.
If these weapons can really be mass-produced, then he is absolutely sure to increase the power of the entire Fanxu army!
However, if these weapons are made by a woman alone, then... if you want to mass-produce them, I'm afraid...
But he didn't know that these weapons would be automated production in space. The key is that there is still a time difference between space and reality. When space is upgraded again in the future, mass production of weapons is not a dream at all.
You can imagine that one day in the outside world has hundreds of days in space. Even if you make ten guns in one day, there will be thousands in one hundred days! If you want to arm the team, it is not imagination!
It's just that the three people at this moment naturally didn't know about these things. After Yue Qing's report, Bai Le and Fu Ji ordered people to secretly bring the weapons to the training ground and leave a batch of research behind.
Fu Ji was very interested in these weapons, so he took some directly into the room and studied them without sleep or food.
After Ye Moyan came back, he immediately took care of the government affairs. Although most things were handled by Bai Le and Fu Ji, there were some things that he still needed to review.
The memorial was corrected for a whole day, and the lights in Yeji Palace stayed on until late at night.
The moonlight is bright and clear.
I wonder how that girl is doing now?
As time passed and the yearning grew heavier, Ye Moyan found that he seemed increasingly unable to leave that girl.
I originally thought I would be alone for a hundred years, but I didn't expect to meet her.
A gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
As he waved his hand, purple light flashed, and the ring on his finger suddenly glowed.
If Ling Xuewei were here, she would definitely find that this ring is very similar to her Brahma Ring, almost even the pattern is exactly the same. The only difference is that the ring is dark red.
Purple light emerged, and a curtain of light appeared vaguely. In the curtain of light was the sleeping face of the woman.
With a hint of coquettishness.
In her dream, she seemed to be dreaming of something, with a sweet smile on her lips.
Ye Moyan stretched out his hand and touched the face of the woman on the screen, his eyes filled with deep affection and doting.
"Um... Ah Yan, I can't eat anymore..." The woman suddenly muttered, then turned over, with the whole quilt pressed against her, sleeping like a little pig.
Ye Moyan was startled, then smiled.
There was indescribable joy in the laughter.
Bai Le in the side hall looked up in surprise when he heard the laughter.
He had never heard the emperor smile so heartily. It seemed that the woman's existence was not a bad thing.
…
Ling Xuewei woke up, put on her clothes in a daze, and sat on the bed in a daze.
She was really tired during her time in space. There was a competition today, so she came out last night, fell directly on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
I am indeed tired. I had a good sleep last night until dawn.
After waking up, I looked at the time and got up quickly.
In today's game, except for Huangfu Chen and Shao Hefeng, who were still in bed and recuperating, most people went to the field to cheer her on.
This competition lasted two months and finally came to an end.
And today, the individual champion will be decided!
In the morning, the much-anticipated competition finally kicked off!
The top eight make their debut!
Amid the cheers of tens of thousands of people, Ling Xuewei and seven others jumped to the high platform to draw lots on the spot.
"Hey, you're in good spirits!"
Sheng Haomiao, Gongsun Yan and Wu Yi came to greet her. Ling Xuewei nodded to the three of them, "You guys too."
"I hope I can meet you on the field." Sheng Haomiao smiled and spoke very seriously.
"Among the three of us, Ayi and I are the only ones who haven't fought against you. Let me tell you, who do you want to meet the most?"
Ling Xuewei's eyes flashed slightly, her eyes fixed on Wu Yi behind.
No words are needed, the meaning is so clear.
"Wow! You have the guts to pick the hardest one right from the start? Bullshit!" Sheng Haomiao gave her a thumbs up.
Among the three, Wu Yi is undoubtedly the one with the highest level of cultivation.
However, Sheng Haomiao believed that the most difficult person to deal with was Gongsun Yan, but Gongsun Yan was obviously lethargic in the match that day.
He gritted his teeth as he watched from the sidelines. This guy was so sympathetic to women, why didn't he show mercy to the one he usually sparred with?
The chest he hit a few days ago is still hurting! Brat!
"I'm also looking forward to playing against you."
Wu Yi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, his black eyes looking straight at Ling Xuewei for an instant.
Ling Xuewei was startled, then smiled and nodded.
"Eh? Is this guy extra serious today?" Sheng Haomiao looked at Wu Yi walking away and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
Gongsun Yan looked at the woman's back and didn't know what he was thinking.
I don’t know if it was God’s intention or her prediction came true. Ling Xuewei looked at the latest announced battle list and suddenly smiled.
Looking at Wu Yi over there, his gaze happened to collide, and inexplicable sparks ignited in the air.
In just a moment, the two of them looked away at the same time and walked towards their respective positions.
"This, this...isn't it? I was really right by my crow's mouth?!"
Sheng Haomiao looked at the first two names dumbfounded.
Burning Sky Sect Wu Yi vs. Tianxing Sect Ling Xuewei.
It’s the first one today!
This...isn't it so 'lucky'?
Gongsun Yan looked at the woman who was silently preparing after sitting down, with a dark light flashing in his eyes.
"Xue, Xuewei... Well, don't be nervous! Although your opponent... is very powerful, you may not lose, right? We must have confidence and believe in ourselves. You will definitely be able to do it!"
Xiao Lingxi almost cried when she saw the battle list, and she was speechless!
Why?!
Why?!
It happens to be the most powerful one among the three monsters! The legendary invincible one, the most talented fighting victor in the Burning Sky Sect’s history, Wu Yi?!
Xuewei’s luck in drawing lots, should she be so good?
This is the last one. God, can you stop playing like this?
Too violent!
Xiao Lingxi also hoped that Ling Xuewei would be able to take it easy this time, and that it would be best if she could just get through it.
As a result, God failed to fulfill his wishes.
"Yes, junior sister, we are all cheering for you! Just go all out, winning or losing is really not that important!" Yu Dongyi also comforted him.
"Yes, yes..." other Tianxing Sect disciples echoed.
…
How could Ling Xuewei not understand the meaning of their words?
They were all afraid that she would lose so miserably that she would not be able to bear it, so she was trying to comfort him in advance!
Yu Wenxuan on the side said, "..."
You'd better shut up! If he keeps talking, he'll want to hit someone.