Martial World Chapter 63: Divine Weapon hall

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"One hundred and twenty-six!"

"God! He's only fifteen!"

More than one hundred people, after seeing Lin Ming's ranking, the sound of chilling air was endless.

At the beginning, Ling Sen, Tuo Kuo, and Zhang Guanyu were not so perverted. Lingsen was only 145, Tuo Tu 142. Zhang Guanyu was the best, and he scored 140, reaching 130 Eighteenth, it's a lot worse than Lin Ming's one hundred and twenty-six. You need to know that the higher the position, the harder it will be to move forward!

This is really evil!

Some people still stare at the ranking stones as if they don't believe the results shown above. "Is there a problem with this stone wall? It's only half the time for two columns of incense, and it makes no sense to rank 126!"

"The ranking stone was carved by Xiantian expert from Qixuangu. How could there be a problem? Yes, if you want to enter the top one hundred, how can you kill Sanxiangxiang, but if the strength is too strong, kill The enemy did not fight, a few strokes ... "A man slowly spoke, but this man was Lin Ming's instructor Hong Xi.

After listening to Hong Xi's words, those people's throats were twitched fiercely, their strength is high, and they don't need to fight to kill the enemy. Isn't this guy still having enough power! ?

That would be terrible.

At this moment, Zhang Cang stared at Lin Ming ugly, one hundred and twenty-six! Although far worse than him, the other party was three years younger.

"This Lin Ming, I do n’t know what Worldly Treasure I ate, so powerful that he only has the dual peak of training! This red Golden Dragon Pill Dan and Jinshe Chidan Pills he also absorbed the medicinal power cleanly. His medium-grade Innate Skill can absorb so well? "

Lin Ming also looked at Zhang Cang, with a hint of warfare in his eyes, and there was another month. It was not a problem to surpass Zhang Cang!

"Okay, you are very good." At this moment, Lin Ming heard True Yuan voice, Correct Zhang Cang's voice, "You did surprise me. Although you only have a third grade medium Innate Skill, but it will be red Golden Dragon Sudan and Jinshe Chidan Pills are so thoroughly absorbed, ranking 126, but if you think that you can beat me in the gambling fight, it is too naive, I will let you immediately Understand the gap between you and me. There is only one month left in our betting battle. Do you still have the ability to get such wonderful drugs as Red Golden Dragon Sudan and Jinshe Chidan Pill? Even if you get it, this kind of direct The True Yuan brought by drugs that increase power is not pure. It takes time to purify. Can you eat it again? "

"You still have to lose!"

Zhang Cang said, already approached the altar of Wanshajin, he could not keep calm.

At this time, the disciples who participated in the test with Lin Ming were also ejected by the Wansha array. Although they persisted for a longer time than Lin Ming, they were not ranked as well as Lin Ming. One hundred and twenty-nine.

The radiance of Wanshajin rises, Zhang Cang is enveloped, and the assessment begins!

Even if radiance flickers, Zhang Cang sits on the altar as if an old monk is settled in. He looks calm, his body is still, his breathing is even and calm, and Aura is long.

Which is a magical array, but all the scenes inside it can no longer be true. True Yuan and physical exertion will cause the tester to breathe faster, the heart rate will be faster, and physical injuries will cause the tester to pale and whole body pain.

But this Cang is so easy, obviously the enemy he encountered in the fantasy array is not an opponent at all.

"That Senior Brother is Zhang Cang, it is worthy of expert, which is awesome!"

A freshman who has just passed the assessment said that in his heart was a little excited and awed when he first saw an old disciple with such a high ranking.

"Yes, I heard that his last ranking is three months away from already. This time, there should be a big improvement, maybe he will be in the top 100 ..."

Lin Ming looked at the burning incense, and the second pillar of incense soon burned to the end.

Two columns of incense are coming out. Several people popped up from already in Wanshajin. One of them is a new student in Dizhitang. His ranking is 215, which is not too bad.

The third Huoxiang is ignited, and it soon burns more than half of the time. At this time, already exceeds Lin Ming, and with Zhang Cang's strength, earning points naturally will not be slower than Lin Ming.

No one at the scene was surprised. If Zhang Cang couldn't stick here, it would be a surprise.

The third column of incense burned out, and Zhang Cang finally felt unbridled.

The fourth pillar incense ignited, Zhang Cang snorted, apparently injured. After the fourth pillar incense was half, Zhang Cang was bounced out by the array.

Final ranking, 103!

After Zhang Cang came out, he glanced at the rankings and frowned slightly, and he didn't seem to be satisfied with the result. Although he has progressed more than five times, he has accumulated a lot this time and was originally prepared to hit the top one hundred.

He glanced at Lin Ming and said, "I'll wait for you in a decisive battle a month later."

At this time, Lin Ming did not put too much thought on Zhang Cang. He was thinking about the weapon he had just selected-the gun.

Go pick a good gun!

The assessment lasted a whole morning. In the morning, almost all of the martial artist trainees who participated in the two-time exercise and three-time trainer participated in the evaluation, and all ranked outside the one hundred.

At close to noon, Wanshazhen came with a lot of experts in the quadruple and easy-to-strength period. Their strength suddenly soared a notch, and several people even achieved the previous 50 results.

Many young people who have just entered the Seven Xuanwufu are watching the battle with interest, but Lin Ming left early. If he can see the scenes of expert battles, he will certainly not miss them, but now he can only see those expert sitting. In Wan Wan Zhen, he could not learn anything, so he was naturally not interested.

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Crossing several streets, Lin Ming arrived at Divine Weapon Hall, the largest weapon shop in Tianyun City at noon.

Divine Weapon Hall is the oldest weapon shop in Tianyun City. It has been passed down from the former dynasty, and its history is longer than that of Tianyun Country. Two hundred years, Tianyun National Country, and Divine Weapon Church at that time was already is the old hundred years .

Lin Ming looked far away from the Divine Weapon hall, 9-layer loft, with a faint metaphor of soldiers, and a large signboard at the door. The writing on the front is dignified, silver hooks and iron paintings. Just glance at it, you will feel sharp. pressure came out, there is no doubt that the person who wrote the word was also a Martial Dao expert.

There are not many customers in the store, but half of them are Martial Dao expert, and some of them are the strongest in the peak of the forging period, which made Lin Ming secretly startled. These people are only one step away from the condensate period. Of course, it is extremely difficult to take this step.

Lin Ming came to wear the unique uniform of Qixuanwufu this time, so although he was young, he also attracted the attention of the clerk. The disciples of Qixuanwufu have a very high status.

"Master, what weapon do you want to buy."

"Gun!" Lin Ming said.

"Oh?" The shop assistant buddies for a moment. There are not many people who buy guns. Even if they are, they are usually burly men. Some young scholars come here to buy swords. A teenager of only fifteen or six would buy a gun as soon as he spoke.