Faced with Zhang Ping's mysterious operation, the audience was already a little shocked (being slutty).

Feng Feiming and his five friends blushed. Although they had already discussed it before, they always felt that they were a little second in the middle when things came to an end. Although we were already a second in the middle.

But okay, things have reached this point, and it is too late to regret it. Feng Feiming and the other two looked at each other, then nodded together. Finally, Feng Feiming said proudly: "The five of us are confident to fight ten!"

Faced with Zhang Ping and his friends' arrogant attitude, the other weapon refiners couldn't help it first and glared at him - Zhang Ping, right? Can you die if you are a little more at ease?

Many weapon refiners looked at Zhang Ping, and their eyes were already a little bad. As weapon refiners, they still knew a little about Zhang Ping's ability to refine weapons. They dare not say that if there are too many. If there are only magic weapons, only those in the Nascent Soul realm dare to compete with Zhang Ping.

Therefore, most weapon refiners are really inferior to Zhang Ping in terms of magic weapons refining ability. But the problem is that not everyone has a bit of a sense of B! And Zhang Ping and a few little guys are indeed a bit arrogant.

So, a weapon refiner immediately stood up and glared at Zhang Ping, "Zhang Ping, we know you are excellent, but please respect the rules of the game, okay? So many people are watching."

Zhang Ping smiled, "It is because so many people are watching that I say that. I am refining a suit, a suit that the five people use together. If you want to fully display the power of this set of equipment, you must use it together, rather than fighting alone.

What's more, even if they fight alone, they are wearing a full set of armor. You only refine three or two pieces of weapons. Is this fair to fight?

Facing so many audiences, we must ensure fairness.”

As he said that, Zhang Ping pointed to Feng Feiming's armor and explained: "Look, helmet, necklace, arm guard, boxing gloves, fists, boots, plate armor, war skirt, long sword, shield. Finally, there are scabbards and some ability. I dare not say that if I have too many, I have the power of a top magic weapon.

There are 15 magic weapons in total. If you don’t agree, you can let your model come over and fight Feng Feiming alone.”

Feng Feiming endured the shame, pulled out the long sword with a clang, knocked on the shield, and looked at the weapon refiner opposite with a provocative look on his face.

The weapon refiner's expression changed for a while, and finally he snorted coldly and retreated, leaving a sentence echoing in the gymnasium: "A young age is so rampant."

"Young man is not rampant." Zhang Ping looked at everyone with a smile - whether it was the contestants, the other judges, the contest representatives, and even the audience, and continued to smile: "This is the situation now. In fact, I believe that all the judges are in a dilemma.

No matter what, I am refining a suit, and it is obviously unfair to take it out separately to test it. But if it is a comprehensive inspection, even if it is a magic weapon refined in the God Transformation Stage, I will have the confidence to challenge it.

So I took the initiative to propose such a competition method. What suggestions do you have?"

The judges from all sides whispered, and soon the host spoke: "After our discussion, I think Mr. Zhang Ping's words make sense. A group of five people against 10 people is a relatively reasonable way.

However, considering the fairness, rigor and professionalism of the game, we adopted this kind of fighting method.

First, according to the previous competition rules, but Zhang Ping could only have one person and one magic weapon.

Second, overtime. After the ordinary game is over, arrange team battles.

Mr. Zhang Ping, what do you think of this arrangement?"

Zhang Ping looked calm: "It's not what I think, but the audience. You should ask the audience rather than me."

The host was confused: Are young people so smart these days speaking? This sounded like a huge number of goodwill among the audience. Just looking at the cheers of the audience around can prove it.

The audience around were already starting to shout Zhang Ping's name.

The host asked the audience for their opinions again, and the audience made comments online and on the spot, and the final new schedule was determined:

Add a team of overtime. This overtime match is specially prepared for Zhang Ping, and there are a very small number of excellent weapon refiners with more than three pieces of weapon refining.

There is no way, there are always some special people.

Feng Feiming and the other two proudly took off the remaining armor with a look on their faces, and only brought weapons and a pair of fists; this is considered two magic weapons. There is also a bracelet - this is the anchor point to control the magic weapon, and it must be brought. This cannot be regarded as a separate magic weapon.

However, many people refine two magic weapons on site, including the Jindan stage and Nascent Soul stage weapon refiners, so Zhang Ping can do this without any problem.

The problem is - everyone else only has one model to participate, but Zhang Ping has five models.

As a result, there were 217 weapon refiners competitions in the end, with 221 models.

The computer randomly selected numbers and grouped them. The first time it was Yue Lingyin's bye. Yue Lingyin waved to the audience and the judges, then gently retreated to the side and sat quietly waiting.

There were 110 groups of competitions at the same time, but it was obvious that Zhang Ping’s five friends were the focus of everyone’s attention.

Feng Feiming looked at the opponent in front and the weapon refiner behind the opponent - a Jindan-level, which was the best magic weapon and a long sword.

At the end of the countdown, Feng Feiming let out a long roar, as if endless anger erupted - he had only looked at others before, and it was finally his turn.

"The captain of the laughing team, Feng Feiming, I have met a friend. I'm going to kill you!"

other side:"……"

The two attacked wildly because they were just testing magic weapons, not real battles, so they just urged long swords to fight head-on, and personal avoidance, and rarely used combat skills.

"Sharp!" With a trembling sound, the two of them retreated. Feng Feiming's long sword in his hand was intact; but the opponent's long sword edge collapsed.

The referee immediately announced: It's OK, no need to fight anymore.

"I haven't cut him down yet." Captain Feng Feiming struggled.

The judges looked dark and said, "Go and go, wait aside."

The other side of the Golden Elixir Refiner took his long sword with a black face, and then checked and asked the God-Cultivating Refiner in the background to help repair it.

Zhang Ping also checked the long knife in Feng Feiming's hand, which was intact.

After a while, Sha Xiaoqing, Zhang Aihua, and Zhao Hailong returned one after another, and only Zhou Litao was still fighting.

Zhou Litao only has the seventh level of Qi refining, and his cultivation level is actually a bit low. Most of the models on the scene are from the ninth level of Qi refining; their opponent is from the ninth level of Qi refining, and their abilities are almost at the peak, which is swaying Zhou Litao. But Zhou Litao came out of the exile space. Although he was at a disadvantage, he remained unbeaten.

The opponent didn't know whether it was because of stinginess or angered the "rampant" of Zhang Ping and others, so he did not hesitate to attack.

The opponent used a long sword, while Zhou Litao used a spear. Zhou Litao made full use of the advantages of the spear and beat the opponent's long sword again and again.

As everyone was watching, the opponent's long sword finally collapsed with a click.

But at the same time, Zhou Litao's spear seemed to be "can't hold back" and slapped the other party's butt with a bang. The man at the ninth level of Qi refining flew out of the arena.

"Hmph!" Zhou Litao directly inserted the spear into the ring and clapped his hands, "But that's the case, I'm still refining the qi. Go home and have a breastfeed!"

Zhou Litao's performance won countless noises and bustle at the scene. A girl screamed, "Zhou Litao, I love you"'s voice echoed in the gymnasium.

But there were also booing. I don’t know if it was against Zhou Litao’s rampantness or the opponent’s embarrassment.

The man at the ninth level of Qi refining was somewhat capable after all. Although he was pulled away, a wind roared up in the air and landed safely. Then, he glared at Zhou Litao.

Zhou Litao stretched out his index finger and swayed with disdain. "I, Zhou Litao, the seventh level of Qi refining. You are the nineth level of Qi refining! By the way, what are your name?"

The man opened his mouth, turned his head with a gray face and left. Mmp, young people these days are more unreasonable than the other ones, and I was not so rampant back then.

A referee came over and dragged Zhou Litao down the ring with a dark face.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing~" Classmate Zhou was very dissatisfied, "This is a competition, don't hang out with me, we are not familiar with each other."

There was a burst of laughter in the audience, with Zhou Litao's classmates shouting and the scene was filled with joy - the second-year junior high school boy was full of joy.

The host on the host stage also smiled, laughing a little, "Zhou Litao is so humorous, but he is indeed an excellent young hero. Before the New Year, he killed more than ten demon clans in Longshan Cave Heaven!
Chapter completed!