The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

"Xingxing, what are you doing?" Gu Sihe looked at the fingers on his abdomen, somewhat puzzled.

But Xiao Yuheng couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he made up an excuse and slipped away.

"Come on, let's go to my room. I want to take a look." Hu Xingtong pulled the person along as they walked. She was really curious whether the muscles of cultivators were the same as those in the real world. And the most important thing was that Hu Xingtong, who had practiced martial arts for so many years, didn't have abdominal muscles. She only had a vest line...

"Okay..." Gu Sihe followed Hu Xingtong in a daze, not knowing what was going to happen next.

(Only Xingtong can see Sihe’s abdominal muscles, not even this author, woo woo woo…)

In the blink of an eye, it was the third day, and there were only a few matches left in the Lingwu competition.

As expected, Hu Xingtong met Xiao Yuheng that day, and just as he said yesterday, Xiao Yuheng chose to admit defeat directly.

After this fight, anyone who met Hu Xingtong and thought they could not beat her would admit defeat directly, which led to the situation where Hu Xingtong hardly made a move during the whole day.

But there is good news. Tomorrow is the final of the martial arts competition. It is not easy to finally reach the final after three days of competition.

I just hope that I can meet some capable players in tomorrow's game, which is better than just sitting there and getting sleepy.

On the day of the finals, Hu Xingtong arrived at the competition venue early to draw lots. If nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected would happen. She fell into deep thought while looking at the blank bamboo slips. This meant that she had a bye in the first game today.

Hu Xingtong frowned slightly, staring at the blank bamboo slip in her hand, a mixture of emotions welling up in her heart. A bye meant she wouldn't have to fight immediately, which should have been good news, but on a finals day like this, it left her feeling a tinge of unease and emptiness. After all, she longed for a series of exhilarating duels, not meaningless waiting.

Alas, I can only blame it on bad luck.

Fortunately, the first contestant was eliminated quickly, and soon it was Hu Xingtong's turn to perform.

However, her luck was not good, as almost none of the remaining people were able to fight. In the end, Hu Xingtong finally met Gu Sihe, but she admitted defeat and said that she would save the fight for the military competition. As a result, Hu Xingtong didn't meet anyone who could fight her in the martial arts competition, and she won the championship with almost no effort.

According to gossip, all the capable fighters were waiting at the Bingdao Sect, each armed with their own weapons, ready to fight Hu Xingtong. This was a good idea, Hu Xingtong couldn't help but smile as she listened to the gossip. A Bingdao competition sounded quite interesting. The sight of all those so-called "capable fighters" gathered there waiting for her undoubtedly added a bit of anticipation to her upcoming challenge.

She wasn't afraid of challenges; on the contrary, she longed to fight against true masters, to test her own strength and elevate her realm. While the title of martial arts champion was glorious, for her, what was more important was growing through every battle, and every duel was a test of her own abilities.

The competition of Talisman will be held in one day. Before the competition of Military Arts, Hu Xingtong still plans to prepare for Talisman first. After all, Wen Zhao said that Ming Zhiyan had made some breakthroughs after his retreat and his strength has improved. In this way, it seems that she should be able to compete well in the competition of Talisman.

After Hu Xingtong returned to his residence, he began to prepare for the talisman competition.

Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. She reread the complete collection of rune formations, studying it carefully to understand the drawing methods and effects of each talisman.

The competition of Talisman is different from the previous ones. It requires one round to decide the winner. Participants can only make one piece of talisman paper. The time limit is five days. After five days, the evaluation will be carried out. The one with the best quality and grade will be the winner, and the others will be ranked accordingly.

Therefore, Hu Xingtong planned to refine a unique talisman paper that everyone had heard of. In this way, she could not rely on the records in the Treasure Atlas, nor could she rely on her own imagination to refine it. The scope of this was limited, so she had to read more related texts to accumulate some knowledge.

The day flew by, and the Talisman Competition arrived as scheduled. Hu Xingtong entered the competition venue, fully prepared and confident. She saw many familiar faces, including Ming Zhiyan. He was dressed in white, his face serene and calm, and he seemed much more mature than a few years ago.

As usual, the rules of the competition were read out, and then everyone was asked to prepare their materials.

Drawing talismans requires nothing more than talisman paper, brush and ink, and there isn’t much you need to prepare.

Of course, there are also people who use spiritual power to draw talismans, and this is not uncommon, and Hu Xingtong is one of them.

As early as yesterday, she had already thought about what talisman to draw today, so she worked very quickly.

As usual, the first step is to turn on the scanning eye. The scanning eye combined with the spiritual sense can always control Hu Xingtong's spiritual power within the most precise range, which also helps her to do other things better.

Unlike ordinary talisman masters, Hu Xingtong also made the talisman paper himself, so the bearing capacity of the talisman paper is also different from that of ordinary talisman paper.

After adding the necessary materials into the strange fire one by one, Hu Xingtong sat down on the ground and waited. His clear lack of urgency made the people in the stands somewhat puzzled.

"Does Hu Xingtong just need to refine the talisman paper himself? Is there any weapon refiner who can tell me?"

"I'm a weapon refiner. I've heard that some talisman masters would ask weapon refiners to refine talisman paper, but I've never seen a talisman master refine it himself. But what Hu Xingtong did does seem like he was refining the talisman paper himself."

"No, then is she really a weapon refiner? Is there anyone who can understand her level?"

"Let us see her level. Who can understand it? Just look at her formation. None of us can understand it, let alone this one. Just watch. Who knows, she might be the leader of the talisman this time."

"Who understands? The feeling of a genius crushing everyone else, stepping on everyone equally? How come she knows everything?"

……

Hu Xingtong has become accustomed to it. Whenever she does something different, people in the stands will wail. Not to mention, the atmosphere is quite good. At least there are no people with bad personalities like in ordinary novels or TV dramas. On the contrary, it is this kind of atmosphere that makes Hu Xingtong have the demeanor and magnanimity of the immortal sects, and the charm of Taoism.

The talisman paper was refined, and the next step was to draw it. He glanced around and saw that everyone was drawing talismans quietly. He thought that the noise he would make next would be quite loud, and it would be bad if it affected others. He glanced at the time and realized that if he started drawing talismans on the third day, it would still be in time. By the third day, they would have finished drawing one after another, and his impact would be much smaller.

Thinking of this, Hu Xingtong took out a recliner from the storage ring and lay down. Yes, he lay down in full view of everyone.

Tan Yuruo, who had just finished drawing a small part, took a moment to look in Hu Xingtong's direction, and she almost fainted when she saw it.

Why...are you still sleeping?