The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

A strange light suddenly appeared under his feet. Hu Xingtong glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and then a stream of spiritual power flew out from his fingertips and hit the center of the formation directly. In the blink of an eye, the light of the formation dimmed and disappeared.

And the person who was hidden in the surrounding space also revealed his figure.

"It seems that you are a formation master. Could you be a fellow Taoist from Fu Zhen Sect?" Hu Xingtong looked at the other party with a smile, but he was very anxious in his heart. He wanted to rush up and crush the other party to the ground immediately.

"How did you find out just now?"

"What?" Hu Xingtong hadn't reacted yet. He glanced at the remnants of the formation below and the man's puzzled expression, then suddenly realized, "Oh, you're talking about this? It's simple. If you want me to tell you, I have to give you some benefits."

The man frowned, as if thinking about something. He then took out a pitch-black flag from his spiritual storage and sent it over with his spiritual power, asking, "How about this?"

Hu Xingtong was so happy looking at the black flag in front of him, which symbolized 20 points. Thinking that the other party was indeed very generous, he said, "Sure, just draw the Explosive Fire Talisman the other way around."

[You are being dishonest. Why don't you say that it was your strange fire that restrained it? ]

Hu Xingtong didn't care what the system said. He looked at the man and asked, "I can teach you, but I'll charge tuition. One move is worth three points, so there are six moves in total. How about that?"

There is one minute left.

The man agreed without hesitation. He looked at Hu Xingtong and took out a blue flag and three red flags. He said concisely, "Teach me everything."

Hu Xingtong didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward. This made him regret it. He should have asked for more earlier.

Time was running out, so Hu Xingtong grabbed the man's arm and taught him as they walked: "Look, draw the Exploding Fire Talisman in reverse, then add an equal amount of fire element and use spiritual power to pull it. This way, my Exploding Fire Talisman will be stronger than yours and can restrain yours."

Although the principles are similar, what Hu Xingtong is teaching now is exactly a replica of the reversal talisman. There is no other way. Most people cannot control the proportion of the strange fire output as accurately as he does, nor can they see the power attributes of the talisman, so there is no way to teach it clearly.

But the other party learned it. Looking at Hu Xingtong, he demonstrated it directly with his hands. Although the power was not as good as what she did, it was enough to reverse the ordinary level of the explosive fire talisman.

Now it was Hu Xingtong's turn to be surprised. This man's talent was indeed stronger than she had imagined.

"Is that so?" The man looked up at Hu Xingtong, a glimmer of hope in his bright dark eyes. It seemed that this man was very well-behaved and honest.

"Yes, what's your name?" Hu Xingtong really wanted to get to know this person. He always felt that this kind of talent of being able to learn things as soon as they were spoken must be a peerless genius.

The man looked at her, his eyes shifted calmly, and turned to a space crack in front of him, "Get out, it's over."

Hearing this, Hu Xingtong also looked towards the crack, and without thinking, he jumped out.

He didn't care about what the person behind him hadn't finished saying, he just thought that the first one to come in should be the first to leave.

Disciples from various sects came out of the maze one after another. Hu Xingtong stood there for a long time, feeling that he had forgotten something. Since he couldn't remember it, he simply stopped thinking about it. After leaving the maze, the flags would automatically appear on the score register, so he didn't need to do anything. He just walked straight back to the stands.

Sun Ze and Han Qianyu saw that she was the first to come back, and hurried forward to ask, "How do you feel?"

Hu Xingtong looked at the two of them and said, "I got nearly 300 points. Am I first?"

The two of them were also paying attention to the schedule, and naturally knew how dishonest their junior sister was. Not only did she rob many teams of their results, but she also deceived the direct disciple of Fu Zhenmen. Therefore, it was not surprising that she got such a high score.

Sun Ze thought that this girl was being too flamboyant and annoyed. She couldn't become the target of public criticism with many more matches to come, so he warned her, "The first match is just a warm-up for you. The highlight is the second match, especially the second match. It's a multi-player fight with ten people in each match. Don't be so flamboyant. Keep a low profile and don't let others gang up on you. Otherwise, you'll end up losing more than you gain."

Hearing this, Hu Xingtong thought about the scene, 1V9, which was somewhat exciting.

"Okay, okay, I got it, senior brother. I'll go take a rest first, and tell me the results." After saying that, he ran to the side and lay down. He didn't care about what others thought, and directly took out the sleeping bag that had been prepared long ago from the ring, and turned around to sleep in front of the two of them.

Han Qianyu felt helpless when she saw this man acting as if he was alone, but her actions were always sincere. She directly set up a defensive and soundproof formation around Hu Xingtong so that he could sleep peacefully.

On the high platform, those sects who had been keeping an eye on Hu Xingtong also saw this scene and felt inexplicably unhappy. Their disciples had been robbed by this girl and there were not many left, but she was so careless that she just fell asleep on the stands. If they could not defeat this girl's master, they would have gone to seek justice.

"Master, in the first competition over the years, the first place would get at most less than 200 points. How come your disciple got so much? Didn't you tell her?" Bai Chengyan's words attracted the attention of countless people. The group of people who were originally chattering around him fell silent in an instant, and listened quietly with their ears perked up.

Tan Luo glanced at him and warned him indifferently, "Don't call me Lao Tan. You are seventeen years older than me. You deserve to look like an old man with a white beard."

Bai Chengyan: ...

Chief Master: ...

"I really didn't tell her. I was thinking that your disciples are now famous throughout the entire cultivation continent. They should be more powerful than my disciples. Of course, they are no less powerful. Who would have thought that the disciples are powerful, but the master is not. Her brain is not active enough." Tan Luo said, picking up the cup on the table and taking a sip, then shook his head in front of everyone, "But I think half of the results are not good. I need to let her practice when I go back."

These words left everyone speechless, and it felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten a fly.

Especially what Tan Luo of Fu Zhenmen, who was named, said afterwards seemed to be mocking their disciples for being stupid and being fooled by Hu Xingtong for nothing.

In the dark room in the back mountain of Fu Zhen Sect...

Tan Luo's words were heard by the man in purple. He couldn't help but clench his hands on the table into fists and said through gritted teeth, "Tan Luo!"

"Tsk, I can hear you. Don't call me. Come out if you have any problems. You can't beat me anyway. That's right, you can't beat me and you don't dare to come out. Forget it, if you can't beat me, just practice hard." Tan Luo raised his eyebrows, and his contemptuous voice reached the ears of everyone present. No one knew who he was talking to, but the three "can't beat" were undoubtedly hammering at everyone's heart. No one present could beat him.

Perhaps angered, the purple-robed man stopped hiding and appeared in front of everyone. He pulled a seat next to Tan Luo in front of everyone and sneered, "Don't be complacent. My disciples are not necessarily worse than yours."

"That's right. I took the time to train three disciples. The worst of the three is at the same level as your disciple. I think I really shouldn't be complacent." Tan Luo said with a calm expression, and he didn't care whether he was by his side or not. He continued to drink tea slowly.

Fortunately, the man in purple knew that he could not win the argument, so he chose to keep quiet, but his eyes fell on the monument on the stands.

The first name on the stele was Hu Xingtong's, and the words "three hundred and fifty-three" behind it made his eyes hurt.

"Dan Yangzi, you can't beat him, and you can't win the argument, so why do you come out here to seek trouble?" Bai Chengyan shouted while watching the fun from the side.

That’s right, the man in purple is the senior brother of Qi Yu Zhenren of Fu Zhen Sect, the law enforcement elder Dan Yangzi.

"Shut up, you are the only one who can talk, nagging. I heard that you also accepted a disciple who uses a gun. Did your wife teach you?" Dan Yangzi couldn't beat Tan Luo's mouth and Bai Chengyan, so he confidently opened the microphone, but unexpectedly, the other party was a henpecked husband.