After the young man left his voice, he turned around and returned to the military pavilion. Others around him also left together. They seemed unwilling to stay outside.
In fact, everyone present could see that the disciples of the Bingge were arrogant and did not take them seriously at all, thinking that they were of low origin and could not be compared with the Bingge.
Although they felt unhappy, they had to admit that this was the truth.
In Donghua Mansion, Bingge is a holy place for weapon refining. No other weapon refining force can compare with Bingge, and the gap between them is even very large.
If they want to change the people in the Bingge's view of them, there is only one way, and that is to prove themselves with strength.
"Brother Xiao, let's go in together." Xie Jia looked at Xiao Muyang and said.
"Let's go." Xiao Muyang nodded.
Then Xiao Muyang, Cheng Nan and people from Xie Jia's group walked towards the military pavilion. In addition to them, there were some people who also took steps, and they also refined the spiritual weapons.
After everyone walked into the military pavilion, what they saw was a huge square. There were some figures standing in the square. Most of them were wearing the same clothes. They were obviously disciples of the military pavilion. The rest were from other forces.
people.
"It seems that the people who entered before are also here." Xie Jia glanced at the figures in front and whispered.
Xiao Muyang nodded lightly. He had participated in the assessment of the Formation Pavilion before. In the end, all those who passed the assessment competed for the Donghua Ling. It seemed that the Military Pavilion also used this method.
At this time, many figures appeared in one direction of the square. One of the young men looked at the people coming in, as if he wanted to see how many people had arrived.
When he scanned a certain location, the expression on his face suddenly froze there, his eyes fixed on a figure in white in the distance, with a killing intent raging in his eyes.
The person next to him seemed to notice something was wrong with his expression, and asked with concern: "Brother Yuan, what's wrong?"
It turns out that this young man is the eldest son of Shenbing Pavilion, Yuan Hong.
"I met an 'acquaintance'." Yuan Hong replied with an extremely cold expression. He unexpectedly met Xiao Muyang here. Did this guy also refine a third-level high-grade spiritual weapon?
Seeing Yuan Hong's face, a strange color flashed in the man's eyes. The so-called acquaintance was probably his enemy.
"Now that we've met, why don't you go say hello?" The man smiled maliciously, as if he was looking forward to watching a good show.
"No need, we will meet you later." Yuan Hong responded lightly. He didn't know what the other person was thinking, so how could he let him get his wish.
"That's true." The man smiled, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of expectation in his heart. He didn't know what would happen when Yuan Hong and his enemy met. It must be very exciting.
At this moment, Xiao Muyang hadn't noticed that Yuan Hong was here, and naturally he didn't know that Yuan Hong had discovered his existence.
At this moment, a middle-aged figure wearing a brown robe came through the air from the depths of the military pavilion. He was extremely fast. He arrived in front of the crowd in just one breath and landed directly in the center of the square.
At this moment, everyone in the square looked at the middle-aged figure. They saw that this man had a heroic face and was not angry. His dark eyes seemed to reveal the majesty of a superior person, which was unsettling.
Dare to meet his eyes.
One look at him and it was clear that this middle-aged man must be a big shot in the army.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for the middle-aged man's next words.
I saw the middle-aged eyes looking around the crowd, and said loudly: "The Soldier Pavilion has only one assessment, which is to refine a spiritual weapon alone. The final judgment will be based on the grade of the spiritual weapon. But remember one thing, each person
You only have one chance, if you fail, leave the military pavilion on your own."
As the middle-aged voice fell, the expressions of many people in the square changed. Only one chance?
As we all know, failure is a very normal thing in the process of refining weapons. Even those masters of refining weapons cannot guarantee that they can succeed every time they refine weapons.
However, Bingge did not allow them to fail, which was too harsh.
Under such harsh rules, I am afraid that most people would not dare to take the risk of refining powerful spiritual weapons. In this case, how can they pass the examination?
"I dare to ask, senior, do the disciples of the Bing Pavilion also need to participate in this assessment?" At this time, a voice came from the crowd. This sentence made many people's eyes freeze. If the disciples of the Bing Pavilion faced them,
Same rules, then they have nothing to say.
"The disciples of the Bing Pavilion have other assessments and will not participate in this assessment." The middle-aged man replied in a calm tone.
"In order to leave Donghua Ling to his disciples, Bing Ge did whatever it took!" Cheng Nan said in a low voice, with a look of contempt in his eyes.
Compared with the formation pavilion, the behavior of the military pavilion is too ugly.
"Donghua Ling is in the hands of the Bingge, we can only obey their arrangements." Xiao Muyang said with a helpless tone. Faced with such unfairness, they had no way to fight.
"Fight with all your strength." Xie Jia took a deep breath, his face looked very solemn. Even if he stepped into the Tiangang realm, he was not absolutely sure that he could get the Donghua Ling. After all, the final decision was in the hands of Bingge. They said
That’s all.
"If someone fails but does not leave, but continues to refine weapons, once discovered, he will be directly deprived of the qualification to compete, regardless of whether he has refined a spiritual weapon." The middle-aged man said, with an obvious warning in his tone.
"It's so shameless..." Many people looked at the middle-aged man angrily, but they dared not speak out in anger. After all, the middle-aged man's strength was far superior to theirs. If they offended the other party, they might be slapped to death.
"You can start directly when you are ready. The time is two hours." The middle-aged man said again, and then left.
Although the middle-aged people have left, the Bingge disciples have not left. They will supervise those who refine the weapons here. If anyone violates the rules, they will find them out.
"What kind of spiritual weapon does Brother Xiao plan to refine?" Xie Jia looked at Xiao Muyang and asked with a smile.
"I haven't thought about it yet." Xiao Muyang asked, "Brother Xie, have you thought about it?"
"I plan to refine a spear. My own weapon is a spear. I have refined many spears before, and I am very sure of success." Xie Jia said with a smile. He directly told the weapon he wanted to refine. After all, he would
Xiao Muyang can see it as soon as he meets him, there is nothing to hide.
"A spear?" Xiao Muyang raised his brows slightly, and there was a hint of thinking in his eyes.
His best weapon is undoubtedly the sword, but he has the exact opposite idea of Xie Jia. He has refined the sword too many times and has formed a strong habit. Even if he refines it again, it may be difficult to achieve a breakthrough.
Therefore, this time he wanted to challenge other types of spiritual soldiers.
After thinking for a moment, Xiao Muyang's eyes flashed with determination, and he finally decided what kind of spiritual weapon he wanted to refine!