Chapter 529: The Spiritual Treasure Combining Technology and Immortal Cultivation
In the arena, more than a hundred ordinary monks in the foundation-building stage faced off, holding in their hands the spiritual treasures refined by the weapon refiners.
Restricted by the materials for refining the weapon and the use by monks in the foundation-building stage, these spiritual treasures are the lowest-level magic weapons, just enough for monks in the foundation-building stage to use them.
The foundation-building monks who represent the Luban Sect leader fight against the foundation-building monks who represent the elders of the Luban Sect.
"Sect Master, what are you refining? It looks like a gun." The Luban Sect leader and elders were communicating in the audience.
The leader of the Luban Sect nodded: "These are the twin guns I designed based on the world of ringing bells. They are driven by spiritual energy and are far more powerful than gunpowder."
The foundation-building monk holds two guns, his movements are a bit jerky, and he is not familiar with this kind of product that combines technology and immortality.
Bang, bang, bang, bang
Four spiritual energy bullets hit the body of the foundation-building monk who represented the elder of the Luban Sect. The opponent was wearing armor, and the bullets hit it, leaving only dents.
Two foundation-building monks are fighting. The monk representing the leader of the Luban Sect is at a disadvantage and cannot pose a threat to the other party.
"Haha, sect leader, you can't do this. You can't even penetrate my defense. The power of the bullets is too small." Elder Luban was happy. "If you refine a powerful weapon, my armor will definitely not be able to stop it.
It's a pity you didn't."
Just when the elders of the Luban Sect were gloating about the misfortune, the situation changed.
The parts of the two pistols were decomposed, deformed, and fused to become a small rocket launcher.
Pour in spiritual energy, boom
The spiritual energy cannonball was fired, and the Lubanzong elder's expression changed drastically, and he took action decisively to block the cannonball.
The power of this cannonball cannot be blocked by your own refined armor.
"Elder Sun, I've told you a long time ago that you can't speak too full of words."
"Before the battle, I told this little monk that we should first fire a few shots to test the accuracy, and then determine the weak points based on the position of the shot on the armor. Finally, we can combine the two guns into one to shoot small shells."
The head of Luban Sect said with a smile.
The elder shook his head helplessly: "In the end, I still can't compare to the sect leader."
The leader of Luban Sect won.
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"Master Tang Ben, although this small shield you made is strong, this little monk is obviously not good at using shields. If he makes even the slightest mistake, he will lose to the sword I made."
"That means your foundation-building monks will use swords." Tang Ben rolled his eyes.
"I don't know if it will work. I just know that offense has a higher chance of winning than defense."
Tang Ben talked with a master of weapon refining.
Just as the weapon-refining master expected, the foundation-building monk representing Tang Ben dodged very hastily and was almost killed several times.
The weapon-refining master felt that victory was in sight. He saw that the opponent had fallen and it was impossible to dodge the sword.
Unexpectedly, the small shield turned into particles and adhered to the skin, appearing exactly where the sword struck.
The small shield seemed to be alive, constantly moving, and the monk representing the weapon refiner stabbed several times in succession, but was blocked.
"This, what is this?" The weapon refiner master has never seen this kind of spiritual treasure.
"The product of the combination of nanotechnology and Lingbao can detect enemy movements and automatically defend."
As the small shield revealed its true power, the situation on the field changed. The small shield was attached to the monk's palm. The monk put his hands together, clamped the chopped sword, and then snatched it away.
With the sword and shield in hand, there is no need to continue fighting.
Tang Ben won.
Before leaving, Tang Ben patted the master of the weapon refinement on the shoulder: "If you are in a bad mood, you can go to the world of ringing bells. You will have unexpected gains."
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"Here, just do as I say." Ji Zhi handed an ordinary iron rod to the young monk who represented him in the battle, and then gave a few more instructions.
The young monk looked confused, but still followed Ji Zhi's arrangement.
"Let me think about it, the first thing is to squat immediately after the game starts."
The opponent punched out, but the crouching young monk missed his punch.
"Then use the iron rod to sweep across the calf and roll back twice."
The opponent tripped over the iron rod, jumped down, and spit out two iron needles from his mouth.
The young monk dodged the hidden weapon attack and continued to mutter: "Get up, turn sideways, and punch forward."
"After two breaths, jump up."
"Spin the iron bar four times as fast as you can."
The young monk spun the iron rod and knocked away several hidden weapons.
"After four breaths, take five steps to the left."
The other party opened his palms, which were full of iron filings. He threw the iron filings towards the young monk. The young monk did not know what he was doing and left the place long ago. The flying iron filings fell into the air.
The master who refined the hidden weapons was furious. The hidden weapons he refined were invincible and hurt countless people. He never thought that he would overturn here.
The young monk used an iron rod to subdue his opponent, and Ji Zhi won.
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"Here, take your weapon and a shield." Bai Hongtu handed the shield to a young monk.
Bai Hongtu's opponent, a young weapon-refining master, felt strange when he saw this. He remembered that the little monk Bai Hongtu was walking toward represented himself.
Did I remember it wrong?
The young weapon-refining master thought that he was too busy refining the weapons and had misremembered them, so he handed a handful of iron sand to another young monk.
This iron sand is not a hidden weapon, but an excellent spiritual treasure that has been refined and can move with thoughts.
The two young monks were fighting. The battle was fierce. The iron sand was too strong and could penetrate every hole. The shield Bai Hongtu gave could not protect against the iron sand. Seeing that the iron sand was about to enter his seven orifices, the young monk immediately gave up.
The referee saw this, stepped forward to check the situation, and finally declared Bai Hongtu the winner.
Bai Hongtu was not surprised.
"Wait, I'm not convinced. It's obviously my side that won." The young weapon master was not convinced and felt that there was something shady.
The referee rolled his eyes at the young weapon master: "Your weapons are indeed good. In actual combat, except for those with magnets, no one else can defeat you."
"That……"
"But you two gave the weapons to the wrong people. The little monk holding the shield represents you."
The young weapon-refining master was at a loss for words and felt that he had been tricked.
Upon seeing this, the referee added: "When the game started, you had doubts in your mind. You felt that the two of you gave the weapons to the wrong people, but you did not raise any questions."
"As a weapon refining master, you can't even be confident. At the critical moment, how much of your weapon refining skills can you use?"
"To refine a weapon, you must first refine your heart. Master should have taught you this principle when you first touched a hammer. It seems you have forgotten it."
"Fortunately, I didn't use Jiang Li's statue, otherwise the opponent's iron sand would have entered the gap between the statues and ultimately defeated the little monk who represented me." Bai Hongtu was lucky and temporarily changed his strategy and used a trick to change the situation.
When Jiang Li's statue is made into a full-body armor, it is necessary to leave a gap for breathing. This gap is a weakness.
Bai Hongtu will not leave this kind of weakness to himself.
"I'll just say I've always had good luck."
As long as Bai Hongtu doesn't meet Jiang Li, whatever he does in his life will be smooth sailing.
When meeting Jiang Li, Bai Hongtu walked against the wind.