When he saw the rows of memorial tablets that could hardly fit in the hall, even Li Mo, who was visiting the Mowu School History Museum for the first time, fell completely silent.
The faces of Li Fei and the others who came with him were extremely solemn.
Fang Ping came once before, but never again after that.
At this moment, Fang Ping was not depressed or sad. He still had a faint smile on his face and said: "This is the most dazzling medal of my Mowu! The blood and lives of generations of Mowu people have made Mowu what it is today."
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Maybe Mowu’s strength and history are not as good as Zhenxing City, but Mowu’s spirit will not be weaker than anywhere else!”
Fang Ping said something and smiled: "Let's go. I brought you here today just to let you understand that everything Mowu teachers and students do is not for personal gain."
Zheng Nanqi and the others may not have understood it, but Li Mo did.
Fang Ping was probably explaining the bet. Although the bet was made with the consent of both parties, Mowu was weak, so some things needed to be considered more carefully.
On one side of the crowd, Qin Fengqing stared at a spiritual tablet for a long time. It was his father's spiritual tablet.
The complicated meaning in her eyes flashed away, and out of the corner of her eye she glanced at the old principal's memorial tablet in the front row. Qin Fengqing felt a little sad in her heart.
Soon, Qin Fengqing concealed these emotions, suddenly grabbed the fat man Jiang Chao, and threatened in a low voice: "This is my father, if you don't give me magic weapons, let my father look for you tonight!"
Jiang Chao almost cried!
Mud, is anyone so threatening?
This big bald head is so cruel.
On one side, several women in the exchange group were a little sad and pitiful. It turned out that their bald father also died in the war.
Zhenxing City has actually lost a lot of people in battles over the years, but Zhenxing City is not too big, and many of them are only relatively speaking.
Moreover, each family has its own family. If it is divided equally, each family will not have much.
It is far inferior to Mowu, where thousands of spiritual positions are fully arranged.
Zheng Nanqi and others couldn't help but glance at Li Mo. According to the wishes of juniors like them, if they lose, then it will be given to the magic weapon.
Although they are a little reluctant to part with them, they really don't have a deep understanding of the concept and cherishment of divine weapons.
However, Li Mo knows that magic weapons are rare!
Although the ancestors are powerful, they cannot slaughter those seventh and eighth grade monsters at will. Once too many are slaughtered, a full-scale war will break out.
Based on this, although there are some magic weapons in Zhenxing City, they are all accumulated over many years.
Five magic weapons are not a small amount for Zhenxing City.
According to his idea, he would rather give energy stones than magic weapons.
But now... Mowu brought them here, and their meaning is actually very clear. They just want to improve their high-end combat power, and magic weapons are the best way.
"Grandpa Li..."
Su Zisu shouted in a low voice, and the two girls Jiang Xiyan couldn't help but look at Li Mo.
Li Mo lamented in his heart, a bunch of stupid kids!
Do you understand clearly that once you lose your magic weapon, you will have no chance to get it back in the future?
Without the magic weapon, your combat power will be inferior to others when you reach the seventh level.
After thinking about it, Li Mo was silent for a moment, and finally sighed softly: "I am willing to admit defeat. My Star City warrior is not a person who breaks his word! The five-handed magic weapon... can be given to you!"
Qin Fengqing said quickly: "I can choose it myself, okay?"
Li Mo stared at him fiercely!
Don't go too far, kid!
The 10 magic weapons are not all of the same level.
Of course, they are all made from the core of seventh-grade monster beasts and monster plants, but seventh-grade monsters also have strengths and weaknesses.
There are four small stages at the beginning, middle, high and peak of the seventh grade. The strength of the heart core and brain core are also different, and the value of the magic weapon created is also different.
To give a magic weapon, it is natural to give a five-handled, seventh-grade, first-level magic weapon.
Now Qin Fengqing has to choose by herself, but that's different.
Seeing the old man glaring at her, Qin Fengqing was a little embarrassed. It's not for me, so why are you glaring at me?
At this time, Fang Ping answered with a smile: "Qin Fengqing, the bet didn't mention any kind of magic weapon. Now that Brother Zheng and the others have made a decision, you should stop being picky."
Qin Fengqing muttered: "Some of the key points are useless. Lao Zheng's gloves are good, Lao Li's sword is also good, and Jiang Xiyan's sword is very beautiful..."
"Ahem!"
Fang Ping coughed lightly and frowned: "Okay, why do you talk so much?"
According to Fang Ping's idea, on Mowu's side, Old Man Li and Liu Polu both use swords, so they need two swords.
Tang Feng used fists, and Zheng Nanqi’s gloves were the most suitable.
Lu Fengrou also uses fists, but Lu Fengrou's main combat skills are a bit complicated and not as specialized as Tang Feng. She can also use a knife.
As for the magic weapons such as boots, they are not purely auxiliary magic weapons. They can also be used in combat. However, compared to these specialized weapons, their combat effectiveness is less improved.
As for Jingwu, just give him a hand. Li Hansong didn't win. Fang Ping gave it to him because he wanted to monopolize it, which was too eye-catching.
After Qin Fengqing finished speaking, Zheng Nanqi suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Since Junior Brother Qin likes boxing gloves, then my boxing gloves should be considered one of them!"
Originally, he had already made an agreement with others that he would compensate for the resources when others came up with magic weapons this time.
He is a high-ranking sixth-grade warrior, closest to the seventh-grade warrior, and may be the first person to truly display the power of the divine weapon.
But Qin Fengqing mentioned it, and he didn't want to say anything.
As soon as Zheng Nanqi finished speaking, Li Mo almost lost his temper!
This little bastard, does he know the difference?
Zheng Nanqi's gloves are made from the heart core and brain core of the seventh-grade mid-level monster beast, and the making of the gloves is inherently more difficult than conventional swords.
It’s good to give it to Mowu, but you still want to give out the good stuff!
Zheng Nanqi spoke, and Li Fei's expression changed a bit, and he said dullly: "My sword counts!"
Jiang Xiyan didn't hesitate too much. Everyone agreed that her sword was one of them. When she saw this, she said: "Kunwu sword counts as one."
"The blazing sun gun counts as one."
At this moment, another person spoke.
Finally, everyone looked at Jiang Chao. Jiang Chao looked helpless and muttered: "I am a mid-seventh-grade boot... Do you know how to settle accounts? Why are you watching me?"
These guys are always after his boots.
Are you stupid?
I'm in the middle of the seventh rank, can't you change it to the first rank?
Among all the people, there are a total of three divine weapons in the middle of the seventh rank.
Zheng Nanqi's, Jiang Chao's, Su Zisu's.
Now that Zheng Nanqi has donated his gloves and Su Zisu is willing to pay, it stands to reason that he shouldn't have any more ideas for him.
Su Zisu muttered: "You don't want to fight, so there is no use keeping it."
Originally, Jiang Chao's boots were in their plan.
Although the level of his boots is slightly higher, the gap between the junior and middle levels is not too big, and it is not a main battle weapon. Jiang Chao is not a lazy guy. Everyone thinks that he has no use for magic weapons.
Jiang Chao looked depressed, and after a while he said: "Then my boots will be fine."
Fang Ping actually didn't really want the boots, but seeing that Li Mo didn't have any objections, if he kept picking and choosing, he might really get the boots.
What's more, Qin Fengqing had long said she wanted boots, so it wouldn't be good to change her tune now.
Weiwei glanced at Qin Fengqing, and Qin Fengqing said with a smile: "Okay, that's all! You guys are open-minded, and I, Qin Fengqing, like people like you!"
Qin Fengqing grinned with her teeth bared and patted Jiang Chao hard, looking like a good brother with a loyal expression.
Now that the matter is over, Li Mo will say no more.
Zheng Nanqi and others also took off their magic weapons and handed them to Qin Fengqing.
Jiang Chao stared at his boots for a long time, then took off his boots with a sad face and threw them to Qin Fengqing.
Qin Fengqing doesn't dislike it either. This kind of magical weapon is a mixture of reality and reality. Although it seems that these guys have no difference from ordinary alloy weapons in their hands, it actually has many effects.
No matter how smelly a fat man's feet are, he can't even think of leaving traces and odor on his boots.
…
Qin Fengqing kept holding the magic weapon, but Fang Ping did not go to get it, but continued to show everyone around.
When they arrived at the tactics room, although these people had seen countless tactics in Zhenxing City, many of Mowu's tactics were unique, and several people were quite interested, including Li Mo who also took a few more glances.
Seeing these people looking at the tactics, Fang Ping silently stepped away and quickly walked out of the tactics room.
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"Bring it!"
Fang Ping stared at Qin Fengqing with sharp eyes, "What do you want to do?"
Qin Fengqing looked reluctant to give up. Five magic weapons!
It’s not warmed up yet!
"Give me 1 pound of energy stone..."
"You lose!"
"Fat Jiang has also stepped down!"
Qin Fengqing felt a little uncomfortable. According to the previous agreement, he lost and had nothing but an A-level weapon.
After that, Qin Fengqing said again: "Tietou didn't win, and Lao Wang didn't win either, so why did you just deprive me of it?"
Qin Fengqing felt a little aggrieved, "I'm already at the lowest level, isn't it normal that I didn't win? Besides, I've been acting with you for so long, and I have no credit but hard work, so why should I be deducted!"
On the side, Old Man Li couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Why don't we just let him go?"
Fang Ping rubbed his forehead and said with a headache: "How many good things has he wasted? He just spent 6 kilograms of energy stones not long ago, and swallowed dozens of energy fruits in the morning. Once the energy stones are in his hands, they will be gone immediately!"
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Qin Fengqing said dryly: "I didn't spend as much as you did, right?"
Fang Ping was speechless, how many energy stones did I spend?
Wasn't it impossible last time?
Rubbing his temples, Fang Ping wrote a note and threw it to him. He said with some annoyance: "The middle level of fifth level is definitely enough! If you spend all this and don't reach the middle level of fifth level, Mowu will not support you, a gold-eating beast.
Go wherever you need to go!”
"Then you still interfere with my job search..."
Qin Fengqing continued to mutter, and Fang Ping gritted his teeth and said, "Who said I messed up? I hope you get out of here right away!"
After saying that, he hummed again: "If you have the ability, go to other places and ask them to give you a few kilograms of energy stones. I can't even see a few kilograms!"
Qin Fengqing fell silent, but she was right.
Fang Ping was too lazy to say anything and just grabbed a few magic weapons. He glanced at Li Hansong who was standing aside, thought for a while and said, "I want to keep the gloves, knives and swords. You choose one of the boots and spear."
Li Hansong didn't think much and took the spear directly.
Magical weapons like boots are not suitable for warriors who are mainly engaged in battle.
Seeing that he had a choice, Fang Ping took the remaining four magic weapons and said: "Two teachers, although we are a family behind closed doors, we are brothers who have settled accounts. This time, these four magic weapons are mine."
Lent to Mowu.
Of course, I can get the magic weapon this time, and I also borrowed the power of Mowu, but I lent the magic weapon to Mowu, which offsets this point, what do you two teachers think?"
Old Man Li said impatiently: "What are you doing with all this nonsense? Just borrow it, there's so much nonsense!"
Lu Fengrou nodded slightly and said nothing.
Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and suddenly smiled and said: "Then the ownership of these four magic weapons is mine."
After saying that, Fang Ping handed the long knife to Lu Fengju and said: "Teacher, this is for you. The gloves are actually better, but... Teacher Tang's side is more suitable..."
Lu Fengrou didn't say anything. She took the long sword and lowered it a little. A powerful wave of mental power erupted from the long sword.
After a moment, the long knife flashed away and disappeared in front of Lu Fengrou.
Old Man Li watched helplessly, took the boots when Fang Ping handed him over...and suddenly said angrily: "I want a sword!"
"Leave the sword to Principal Liu."
"Get out!"
Old Man Li cursed loudly: "I am the master of swordsmanship!"
Liu Polu also used a sword, but could Liu Polu compete with him?
Fang Ping sighed and said: "You can't hold back the magic weapon. The sword is in your hand. It's almost the same as an alloy sword. Let's use the boots first. When we get stronger, we can kill the eighth-level monsters and tailor a new one for you."
The sword of longevity is much better than this junk thing, right?"
When Old Man Li heard this, he felt a little depressed and reluctantly took the boots.
But if you really can get the eighth-grade magic weapon and forge the magic weapon longevity sword yourself, it will indeed be stronger than this seventh-grade sword.
Fang Ping didn't say any more, and picked up two bags containing energy stones from the side and threw them to Wang Jinyang and Yao Chengjun. He smiled and said: "This is yours. If you are fine, don't leave in a hurry. You can go
Go check out the Mowu War Technique Room.
Those people are there, and they can also exchange martial arts with each other.
After all, Zhenxing City has many top-notch ninth-grade experts, so they naturally have their own uniqueness, so there is no harm in exchanging information."
"I've had this intention for a long time."
Wang Jinyang simply picked up the energy stone and turned around to leave.
Yao Chengjun also followed, and Li Hansong said: "I want to return to Jingwu first. You have gained something. Tell me about it. When I return to Jingwu this time... I should also attack the sixth level."
"what ever."
Fang Ping nodded. Upon seeing this, Li Hansong wrapped the spear with a piece of cloth and left directly.
After everyone left, Lu Fengrou stood up and said, "I'll go back and temper the magic weapon. I'll leave it to Li Changsheng to take care of me. Don't call me if you have nothing to do."
After saying these words, Lu Fengrou also left.
Old Man Li's mental power has not yet manifested, and there is no need to temper it.
Fang Ping didn't care about this anymore, but glanced at the panel data:
Wealth: 95.7 billion (converted)
Qi and blood: 5999 cards (5999 cards)
Spirit: 899 Hz (899 Hz)
Tempered Bone: 177 pieces (100%), 29 pieces (90%)
Storage space: 32 cubic meters (+)
Energy barrier: 10,000 wealth value/minute
The four magic weapons increased his wealth by 44 billion.
Two at the beginning of the seventh grade, and two at the middle of the seventh grade.
"The first 10 billion, the middle 12 billion?"
The value given by the system is still relatively high.
Fang Ping thought before that the four magic weapons might not be worth 40 billion, but now it seems that the value of the magic weapons is indeed relatively high and has not been reduced.
"It's still 4.3 billion short...it's not far from the 100 billion mark."
Fang Ping thought about it and suddenly had a headache. He said it was not big, but more than 4 billion is not small.
It would be enough if Jingwu's magic weapon was on his head.
But compared to Jingwu and Mowu, the pressure is still a bit high.
Even though these people were quite happy to give things to them today, if the Mowu family keeps it all to themselves, if there is trouble, others will probably watch the show.
Now that we have joined forces with Jingwu, it can be considered a united front with Wuhan University.
"Although there is some gap, it is not bad. It is only more than 4 billion. It is better than not seeing hope before. Next time in the underground cave... I can't go to... the company for the time being... I wonder if there is any hope?"
Fang Ping thought about it in his mind for a while, and found that he was really wealthy at this moment.
Currently, he still has 1.78 million credits left, and Mowu owes him even more, tens of billions of energy stones and four magic weapons.
No matter how much the credits depreciate, the current 20,000 points are still worth it.
Taken together, his net worth is almost 100 billion.
However, unless he really urgently needs the things from Mowu, there is no point in asking for them.
"The wealth value has not yet reached 100 billion... When it reaches 100 billion, the storage space will need to be expanded. Now it can barely hold the corpses of seventh-grade monsters, but it may not be able to hold the eighth-grade ones.
100 billion, which is only 200 cubic meters of storage space."
One hundred billion sounds like a lot, but actually Fang Ping calculated that with more than 200 cubic meters, how could he pack a ninth-grade demon plant?
I can’t fit it in at all!
Thinking of this, Fang Ping didn't think much about the value of wealth. While Jiang Chao and the others hadn't left yet, he had to get close to him. This time it wasn't for resources. He didn't need it for the time being. He also needed some information.
In addition... that is preparing to break through to the sixth level.
"Earn another 5 billion or so in wealth, obtain some necessary information, and break through to the sixth level..."
Fang Ping muttered a few words in his heart, and without further delay, sent the remaining two magic weapons to the warehouse and walked to the tactics room.