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Chapter 7 is small, but fast!
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There was an unexpected loud bang.

Like thunder from the sky.

Everyone stopped their movements and looked towards Jiang Xian in astonishment.

Most of the monks present have not reacted yet.

The steel target 20 meters away was instantly pierced by bullets.

There is a round hole in the middle of the steel target that is sunken forward.

There are black gunpowder splash marks around it, and there are a few cracks.

Ye Bufan stopped joking with his younger brother, with a surprised expression on his face.

At the judges' table, Song Gucheng also opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Lu Hongshang was overjoyed.

The hands placed on the lower abdomen tightly clenched her red skirt.

It worked!
"This is impossible!"

Ye Bufanteng stood up.

Staring at Jiang Xian, he took the revolver away and calmly returned to the court.

He glanced at Lu Hongshang who was following Jiang Xian's figure closely on the stage.

He even saw Pavilion Master Song looking at Jiang Xian with interest.

Silently clenched his fists.

A group of younger brothers saw that Ye Bufan was in a bad mood.

Thinking that it was probably related to the person who just passed the test, he deliberately belittled:
"That little toy is quite loud, so interesting."

"That's just a small trick, it's nothing compared to the boss!"

"That's right, the boss's work shattered the target into pieces, and it was refined much faster than that guy!"

Ye Bufan's expression improved a lot when he heard the younger brothers say that.

That's right, it must be a coincidence, just luck.

Even if you pass the first round,
He will definitely not pass the second round of selection!
At the judges' table, they were also saying similar things to Ye Bufan's younger brother.

"This is the first time I've seen a hidden weapon like this. It's very interesting and can make such a loud sound."

"Such a big movement can no longer be called a 'dark' weapon."

"Maybe there are other uses."

"Oh? To startle birds?"

The judges on the stage didn't pay much attention to Jiang Xian's work, they talked and laughed.

In their opinion, this is a low-grade spiritual weapon with relatively high power.

But that's it.

Among the judges, only Song Gucheng and Lu Hongshang had slightly wrong expressions.

Lu Hongshang suppressed his displeasure because those people underestimated Jiang Xian's works.

But Song Gucheng had other reasons
The disciple of the Refining Pavilion who was in charge of changing targets ran into the grass lightly.

He planned to replace the target that Jiang Xian pierced through.

But when his finger touched the target, a horizontal crack suddenly appeared on the slightly bent iron plate.

Under the shocked gaze of the disciples of the Artifact Refining Pavilion.

The entire iron plate suddenly broke in two, and the upper half fell onto the turf with a bang.

This scene was exposed to everyone's gaze.

The audience was shocked.

Ye Bufan's eyes were dull, and the judges were also shocked.

"This"

Iron boards are different from wooden boards.

It's okay to break through, but it's hard to interrupt!
It takes an instant to exert an impact weight beyond the limit of tolerance.

Those who were still joking about Jiang Xian's work just now had no idea.

The 'arrow' fired by that strange hidden weapon can have such a strong impact!
The judges changed their tunes one after another.

The power of admiring Jiang Xian's works is great enough, I'm afraid it is close to the peak of the power of low-grade spiritual weapons.

These people's attention is focused on the dazzling power.

Only Song Gucheng saw it.

Power is not the point, speed is the key!

As a monk in the corpse-cutting period, second only to the Transcending Tribulation period.

Song Gucheng was enough to see the bullets flying out of the muzzle at the moment Jiang Xian fired.

From Song Gucheng's point of view, the 'irregular metal' that flew out.

It is even comparable to the extreme speed that a monk at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage can only achieve with magic.

Even a monk in the Nascent Soul stage might not be able to escape if he is careless.

This is unbelievable for the next grade spirit weapon!

It is in pure power.

Because the density and volume of the emitted matter are too small to pose much threat.

Perhaps it is precisely because of its small size that it can condense that extreme speed.

"This is the real refining tool, climbing the peak with ingenuity and breaking the limit with wisdom."

Song Gucheng praised sincerely.

"Who is he? Why haven't I seen him before, isn't he a disciple of the Refining Pavilion?"

"That's my apprentice, Jiang Xian!"

Lu Hongshang said proudly.

"Can you give it to me?"

"Old man, don't even think about it!"

The Deputy Pavilion Master Ye Yanghu who was sitting on the other side watched in astonishment that Song Gucheng and Lu Hongshang were bickering in a rare way.

Or to compete for the right to teach a disciple.

The reason why he licked Song Gucheng so hard was to let his son hug the golden thigh of the pavilion master!
But seeing, he licked for so long without any movement.

An inexplicable Jiang Xian aroused Song Gucheng's desire to accept disciples.

The always cautious Ye Yanghu silently remembered the name Jiang Xian.

I plan to let my son pay attention to it.

With the performance of this disciple, maybe he will be qualified to participate in the sect competition together with Ye Bufan.

It’s always a good idea to build relationships up front.

Ye Yanghu didn't know at all that Ye Bufan actually knew Jiang Xian.

But it is no longer possible to have a good relationship with him.

Not only that.

Now Ye Bufan feels angry when he thinks of Jiang Xian's face!
The younger brother who just said that Jiang Xian's work is a toy is speechless.

Ye Bufan's flying sword just shattered a fragment of the iron plate.

But Jiang Xian broke the whole iron plate in two!
Even an idiot can see the difference.

Ye Bufan only felt like a clown.

Everyone laughed at themselves behind their backs.

He stood up angrily, his fat body shaking up and down with anger.

leave angrily.

A group of younger brothers hurriedly followed him.

The little commotion here was not noticed by anyone.

At this moment, Jiang Xian had already left Ye Bufan behind.

He hid in the crowd and peeked at Lu Hongshang who was sitting on the judging panel.

Lu Hongshang also saw him, and smiled approvingly and happily in this direction.

Jiang Xian felt as if he was back in elementary school.

A little red flower given by the teacher can make him secretly happy for a long time.

He waited patiently for the first round of selection to end.

This waited from morning till dark.

If Pavilion Master Song hadn't frightened some people away by showing his iron plate, it would have dragged on for even longer.

During the waiting period, Jiang Xian met many interesting people.

Among them, the most impressive one was a bronze-skinned man.

He is also a contestant. He made a javelin on the workbench and was about to throw it out.

The result was stopped by the referee on the spot.

The referee reminded him that the title requirement was 'Long-range Attack Spirit Weapon'.

The man quibbles that the javelin is a long-range attack weapon, but it needs someone to 'fire' it.

Jiang Xian almost laughed.

In the end, it was Song Gucheng who made the decision to let him continue throwing.

But the javelin can only be thrown with a limited force, otherwise it becomes a brute force match.

Later, the other party really got through.

The tip of the javelin was forged to be extremely sharp.

Obviously the throwing force was barely enough, but it pierced through the iron plate like butter.

This guy gave a bad start to the people behind.

After that, many people also started to make darts, javelins and the like, and then argued that they were long-range weapons.

It turned out that no one could perform as well as the bronzed man.

It is true that you are shooting yourself in the foot with a stone.

In the evening, there were finally no contestants to join.

In the final result, the number of people promoted to the second round of selection through the first round was 53 people.

This number is a far cry from the number of participants in the first round.

The elimination rate reached a staggering 95%.

Although he was prepared, the cruelty of Dabi's selection still exceeded Jiang Xian's expectations.

The venue for the second round is still here, three days later.

However, the topic was released in advance.

(End of this chapter)