Reborn Pretty Demon Concubine

Chapter 42

"Put the equipment." Han Jian didn't seem to see it, and ignored the exclamation from the audience, but just controlled the heat and asked Xia Jinmo to add equipment to the stove.

Xia Jinmo originally wanted to say that this kind of competition is unfair, and that using fire can save a lot of fighting spirit. The contestant is not so relaxed, so that he will have an advantage over others, but he didn't say anything, because there is no such thing in mainland China. statement.

People here, as long as your weapon is refined well and your level is high, they don't care what method you use, that's why some people use the blood of the sword boy to fuse the magic core.

The equipment was thrown into the stove one by one, and melted little by little with the black iron under the right heat. This was a critical moment, not only the contestants were paying attention to the slightest changes in the stove, but even the judges, and even the The audience around them were all staring at the arena.

The scene was so tense that people could barely breathe, for fear of accidentally disturbing the players on the field.

"Wow, some players have added magic cores."

Suddenly, an audience member yelled in surprise, and many eyes immediately looked at her, causing her to lower her head in embarrassment.

However, the competitors on the field were not affected at all, they were still busy controlling the heat, and gathered their spiritual sense above the stove one by one without reservation.

The contestants at this moment are no longer ordinary people, they are all fourth-level or even fifth-level sword refiners, so almost everyone has a magic core in their hands at this moment, and many people have already used the magic core. The nuclei were thrown into the stove, only Han Jian and Gu Feng still did not move, both of them stood quietly with their eyes slightly closed, watching every move in the stove with their spiritual sense.

After everyone's magic cores had been thrown into the stove, Gu Feng also took action. He slowly raised his hand and opened it above the stove. Two silver-white magic cores appeared in his hand. He turned his palm over, All thrown into the furnace.

"Wow, two magic cores." There was another row of exclamations in the audience.

"With two magic cores, His Highness Dan Li is sure to win this match. I don't know what tricks other contestants have?" The host also seized the moment to add.

"This Gu Feng is simply crazy." Just as Han Jian put the golden pan fire into the stove, Xia Jinmo caught a glimpse of Gu Feng throwing two magic cores into the stove.

This is simply the behavior of a lunatic. It is already a waste of consciousness to fuse the magic core into the black iron. If two magic cores are required to cooperate and integrate, this kind of consciousness is not something ordinary people can do.

Generally, only level three swords need magic core fusion, but for swords above level three, the difficulty of refining will double with each level. Two magic cores can be fused together, but that requires a much higher spiritual consciousness than one's own skill. In addition, the blood of the sword boy is used to feed the magic core, so that it can be obedient and cooperate with the fusion.

Gu Feng's sword refining qualification is level five. If he only wants to refine level three or level four swords, it should be no problem to use one magic core and add fire, but now he actually used two magic cores. Nuclear, this man is not crazy what is.

"It's so poisonous." Xia Jinmo was puzzled by Gu Feng's lunatic behavior, when he grabbed Xiaochan's hand, suddenly pulled out a short knife from his waist, and cut Xiaochan's finger open. Then point to the sword furnace.

When blood oozes out from Xiaochan's fingers, she frees up her right hand and pushes on Xiaochan's back, and sees a drop of bright blood on Xiaochan's finger fly into the sword furnace, and after that drop of blood flies out, Xiaochan also He fainted on the ground immediately, but Gu Feng ignored his fainting, just pushed him to the side attendant, and then quickly made his handprints on the sword furnace.

It turned out that he was using Xiaochan's battle qi blood to fuse the magic core, no wonder he was so confident in throwing two magic cores, this person must be too vicious.

"San Huo again?" Someone suddenly exclaimed again, and then, like an infection, many people below opened their mouths and screamed in surprise.

Xia Jinmo was very quiet this time, because this time it was a cold sword, and she knew that the cold sword had fire, but she hadn't seen him use it before, and it was the first time she saw him take it out.

It seemed that he really paid attention to this game, and he didn't show his anger until now. He wanted to win steadily, so he had to show the limelight.

"Well, sure enough, there are still experts. Our Hanjian contestant also made a brilliant move, igniting the fire that has never been revealed. It seems to be a fierce competition." After the host was also surprised, he used his loud voice Bay's voice repeated the facts for all to see.

"Han Jian, are you sure you can win him?" Xia Jinmo asked Han Jian softly when she saw Gu Feng quickly making cumbersome handprints on the stove.

"I don't know." Han Jian was still lukewarm as usual, as if this match had nothing to do with him, and it didn't matter whether he won or lost.

But when Han Jian spoke, he still dropped a magic core into the furnace.

"No, I must beat him." Xia Jinmo looked at Gu Feng opposite, clenched her fists tightly, and said firmly.

"Xiaomo..."

Han Jian wanted to tell Xia Jinmo that winning or losing was not that important, but before he could say anything, Xia Jinmo had already slammed a magic core.Throw it in, and it's still a very watery magic core.

The one Han Jian threw down was fire-based, and now she threw down another water-based one. If it wasn't for her speed, people around couldn't see it clearly, and it would be strange if others thought her a fool.

It would be fine if these two magic cores of different attributes were born together, but if they were mutually restrained, not only would they not be able to fuse, but they would also destroy the equipment, and even blow up the stove if it was serious. He froze fiercely, probably the feeling in his heart must be too uncomfortable to die.

Han Jian thought that Xia Jinmo was careless, didn't see the properties of the magic core, and was helplessly planning to wait for the equipment to explode, and then start over again, but Xia Jinmo suddenly grabbed the knife that Han Jian used to organize the equipment on the table. When Han Jian understood and reacted, she had cut her palm with a knife, and blood immediately flowed all over her hand, but she sprinkled all the blood in the sword furnace.

When she turned around and poured blood into the fire, there was already a problem with the two magic cores. Because of the different attributes, the two magic cores could not be fused, and their demon spirits had already started fighting.

As soon as the blood on Xia Jinmo's hand touched the furnace, a miracle happened, and the two fighting demons became quiet, but they didn't want to merge, and looked at Xia Jinmo with their necks up.

"Listen, you are now grasshoppers tied to a rope. If you don't behave well, you will be wiped out if the sword destroys you." Xia Jinmo looked at the sword furnace and said in a cold voice. Following her words, the two The demon spirit was a little less hostile, but it still had no intention of merging.

Looking at the situation, Xia Jinmo had no choice but to drip a few drops of blood into the furnace again, make a handprint according to what she saw in the book, and then said in a majestic and stern voice: "I use my blood to order you to merge into the sword." , from now on, protect your master’s life, and help him kill all the enemies that stand in his way.”

Following her words, the two demon spirits began to shrink slowly, and then turned into a beam of light and flew into the half-completed sword embryo.

"Xiao Mo..." Han Jian really didn't expect Xia Jinmo to do this in order to win the game, not only was he a little surprised.

"Brother Han, quickly make your fingerprints and seal the demon into the sword." Seeing that Han Jian was still in a daze, Xia Jinmo had to remind him that this is a level five or six sword. Incapable of playing that kind of seal.

Besides, after all this fuss and blood loss, Xia Jinmo also appeared weak when speaking at the moment, even a little unsteady on her feet.

(End of this chapter)