All People Casting Soldiers: Create a Resurrection Armor at the beginning

Chapter 250 Exam questions?Isn't that the magic sword that you subdued?

Seeing that the scabbard made by Apache successfully locked his magic sword, Singer's face was extremely gloomy.

I feel that this time, I am afraid that I may overturn the car.

Of course, things will not necessarily develop in a bad direction. Whether Apache can use the scabbard to drive the magic sword is the key to this problem.

"The murderous soldier is locked, now I will try to see if I can drive it..."

Apache glanced at Singer with a faint smile, and smiled softly.

When everyone heard the words, they all held their breath and looked carefully at the scabbard in Apache's hand.

If this scabbard can really drive the evil sword at will, then this may also become a major reform.

The fierce soldiers obtained from the abyssal demon in the future may not be unusable, and may even exert the greatest effect.

Of course, all of this depends on whether Apache can succeed.

But even if it is not successful, it has opened up new ideas for everyone and made a great contribution.

"boom!!"

Apache's eyes flashed, his face was serious, he stopped being foolish, and then urged the scabbard to slowly pull the magic sword out of the scabbard.

However, the moment Apache pulled the magic sword with the help of the scabbard, a terrifying and fierce aura suddenly exploded from the scabbard like a volcanic eruption.

Swept the audience!

"boom!!"

The scabbard was directly blown out.

It slammed towards Apache behind him!

Apache's eyes flashed, seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly pulled away to dodge.

Only then was he not so unlucky that he was injured by the scabbard he had cast.

On the other side, the eruption of the Fierce Soldier Demon Sword completely got out of control.

It is still very spiritual. Knowing that these people in the field want to harm itself, it explodes at the moment the scabbard is opened, and flees directly to the door!
"Stop it!"

"Don't let it get out!"

When Tan Hanmo, Qi Ziran, Xu Qinchao and others saw this, their expressions changed drastically, and they stood up and shouted loudly.

If the murderous soldiers ran out, it would definitely cause chaos.

And the Shenbing Academy is here, which may cause many soldiers to suffer.

"Wow!"

Just when the fierce soldier and the demon sword fled towards the door, but no one stopped him, suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a young man walked in.

"Dean, I'm back."

A clear voice sounded.

Tan Hanmo and others looked intently, and it was Wei Ran who came.

"Wei Ran?!"

This time, Tan Hanmo and the others were so frightened that they flew straight up.

What the hell, why did Wei Ran run over at this time? !
Damn it, if something happens to Wei Ran, Singer and Apache, you all have to be buried with him! ! !
Tan Hanmo was shocked, angry and frightened. He really wanted to save Wei Ran, but it was too late.

"Um?!"

As soon as Wei Ran entered the casting hall, he saw a black long sword exuding fierce flames, slashing towards his head.

The power of this black sword is very terrifying, not inferior to the green bamboo sword he surrendered in the ruins at that time.

"Murder soldier?"

Wei Ran is not an ignorant person now, he guessed the origin of the black sword in his first reaction.

He suspected that someone was trying to sneak attack him, and at the very first moment, he poured his true energy into the sword box, and prepared to use the ten-direction sword formation to blast away the magic sword.

however……

As Wei Ran poured his true energy into the sword box and opened it, in an instant, the magic sword that was rushing towards him was like a noodle in the mouth of a person, sucked it, and was directly taken in by the sword box .

"call……"

In an instant, the terrifying and fierce aura that swept across the audience dissipated along with the magic sword.

"Um??!"

"Where's the magic sword?"

"Wei Ran, are you okay?"

"Wei Shen, how do you feel?"

"Where did the magic sword go?"

When everyone saw that the magic sword disappeared, but Wei Ran was still safe and sound, they couldn't help being surprised and surprised, and discussed repeatedly.

But Tan Hanmo and other master craftsmen of Shenbingyuan were more concerned about Wei Ran's situation, and kept asking about his physical condition.

Singer, on the other hand, was stunned on the spot.

Because at this moment, the only trace of connection he had with the fierce soldier's sword was completely broken.

This is something that did not happen when the magic sword was put into the scabbard by Apache just now!

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Singer's heart.

I feel like he might not be able to take back this magic sword of his...

"I'm fine..."

Wei Ran shook his head slightly, quite surprised in his heart, who gave this gift to him?

As soon as they met, they gave themselves an almost epic-level sword soldier.

He originally thought that the magic sword belonged to someone and someone was sneaking up on him, but when the magic sword was taken away by the sword box, he realized that the magic sword had no owner.

It was the first time Wei Ran saw the fierce soldier, and he didn't expect that the sword box could be taken away directly.

This was quite a surprise to him.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..."

At this time, Wei Ran saw a man with dark skin, sharp eyes, and a hooked nose, talking to him, but he couldn't understand.

"What is he talking about?"

Wei Ran pointed to Singer and asked Tan Hanmo.

Seeing this, Tan Hanmo threw an earphone to Wei Ran, and explained: "He said that the test questions he gave were finally solved by you, thank you very much, and said that it is better to meet you if you are really famous, and I want to worship you as a teacher. "

"is it?"

Wei Ran reached out to take the earphone for translation that Tan Hanmo threw away, and asked, "It's better to be exempt from accepting apprentices, but what are the exam questions? Why didn't I see it?!"

While speaking, Wei Ran also put on the earphones, and now he could finally understand what Singer and other foreigners said.

"Where did you take the magic sword?"

"Take it out and have a look?"

"Don't occupy the latrine if you can't solve the problem..."

Singer urged in a somewhat anxious tone.

Seeing this, other foreign military builders couldn't help booing: "Singer? What? I can't afford to lose?"

"By the way, is this the master craftsman Wei Ran? He looks so young..."

"How did he put away that fierce soldier? Apache also used the scabbard anyway..."

Listening to their conversation, Wei Ran immediately understood what Tan Hanmo said just now.

It turns out that the fierce soldier's magic sword that was just taken away by the sword box is the exam question they are trying to solve?
It seems that it was made by this hooked nose craftsman?
So he looks like he can't afford to lose?

Seeing this, Wei Ran smiled slightly, and said, "So the sword just now was an exam question? Sorry, I don't know much about this, but it has been surrendered by me now, and I may not be able to return it to you..."

After finishing speaking, Wei Ran stretched out his hand, and the black magic sword engraved with countless complicated inscriptions appeared in Wei Ran's hand.

At the same time, the lingering magic flame rose again.

In the eyes of everyone, this demonic sword, which was so violent that they could not sacrifice it even after trying many methods, was so obediently allowed to be controlled by Wei Ran at this moment, they were all dumbfounded.

"Really surrendered by Wei Ran?!"

"How on earth did he do it?"

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being the craftsman who forged the Resurrection Armor!"

"Awesome, this time Singer really fell..."

A group of exotic artisans looked at Wei Ran with admiration, and exclaimed again and again.

"Oh... I lost, what a pity..."

Apache saw that Wei Ran surrendered the magic sword so lightly, and then thought of how hard he had worked so hard to customize the scabbard of the magic sword, but failed to surrender the magic sword, and almost killed Wei Ran on the contrary, he couldn't help feeling regretful and regretful sighed.

As he spoke, he took out a piece of epic-level soldier-casting material and threw it to Singer.

This is what they had agreed upon before.

If he can solve the problem successfully, not only will the magic sword belong to him, but he will also get three mythical materials for casting soldiers.

And if he can't solve this problem, he will lose an epic material to Singer.

In fact, Apache can't be regarded as a failure. After all, it was just that the magic sword was out of control just now. If he continues to try again, there is still a little chance that he can suppress the magic sword and drive it...

However, now that the magic sword has been completely surrendered by Wei Ran, he has no chance to try again, so naturally he lost.

I can only give Singer an epic material.

"Snapped!"

Singer reached out to catch the piece of material, but his face was still very ugly.

After all, according to his thinking, even if someone can subdue this magic sword in the end.

But in the process, there should still be many people who failed to surrender, and he could earn at least a dozen or even dozens of epic materials.

This is not bad at all.

After all, the current mythical-level materials are still a bit weak, nominally higher than epic-level materials, but no one can use them.

And if no one can subdue this magic sword, then he will earn nothing, and feel so happy that he will fly.

But now, Apache was the only one trying, and Wei Ran casually surrendered the magic sword.

This is a big loss for him...

Singer felt his heart bleed.

Wei Ran didn't know this, and he wasn't even very clear. The requirement of the exam question was to completely surrender the magic sword. He thought it was other requirements, and he surrendered the magic sword himself, so that they had no more fierce soldiers to use.

This requires compensation to others...

"I don't have a fierce weapon in my hand. How about I forge one or a few legendary sword soldiers and return them to you?"

Wei Ran watched Singer accept the epic material from Apache, and asked softly.

According to his estimate, the power of this magic sword is not inferior to that of an epic-level magic weapon.

However, he is currently strong enough, maybe he can try to forge epic-level magic weapons, but after all, he has not tried it yet, so he wants to see if he can directly use more confident legendary-level magic weapons to compensate.

If it doesn't work, try again and compensate him with an epic weapon.

"Humph!"

Hearing Wei Ran's words, Singer thought he was deliberately mocking himself. He grimly grimaced, snorted coldly, and then threw Wei Ran three mythical materials for casting soldiers.

Although he didn't want to give it to Wei Ran, he didn't want to bear a reputation that he couldn't afford to lose.

After that, he probably won't be eligible to participate in this kind of master craftsman exchange meeting.

"Um?!"

Wei Ran reached out to catch the three mythical materials, and couldn't help being taken aback. Why didn't Singer ask for compensation from himself, but instead gave him three mythical materials?

"Ha ha……"

Seeing Wei Ran's confused look, Tan Hanmo and the others couldn't help laughing.

Then, Tan Hanmo explained to Wei Ran: "It's like this. The test question that Singer gave everyone just now is how to surrender this fierce sword. If you can successfully surrender, the magic sword belongs to the opponent, and he will give the opponent three more Such a mythical material..."

"Is that so?"

Hearing this, Wei Ran looked at Singer with a gloomy face, and also smiled, grinning his white teeth, and said, "You are really a good person."

"Thank you, Brother Wufly?!" Xu Qinchao laughed.

He glanced at Singer with disdain.

Wei Ran also laughed and said, "Thank you, Brother Wufly."

He also knew that Singer had no good intentions, but it didn't matter, he made money anyway.

Then thank him a few words, it's nothing.

(End of this chapter)