Gongsun Cha had given merit based on combat units. Each combat unit could only pick one fourth-grade and two third-grade. The fourth-grade talismans were quickly divided up. Those at the back could not get anything and could only stare.
The room quickly recovered its silence. It was extremely quiet. Everyone's hearts rose again.
It was their turn … …
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air in unison. This group of people were all perceptive. The appearance of the Black Pool Sword was not ordinary.
But disdain was disdain, but his action was not slow. He unhesitatingly chose that Nine Dawn ling armor. Sighs came from the surroundings. It was clear that there were more than one or two that wanted this ling armor. For some reason, hearing the sighs of other people, Lei Peng felt every pore in his body was unspeakably comfortable. He was unusually proud and instantly put on the ling armor.
However, this one-third involved more than seventy structures that were similar to array glyphs.
However, all the fatigue, all the exhaustion, was completely forgotten by Zuo Mo.
The sound of exhalation suddenly sounded in his ears. He jumped in fright at his own unusually loud exhalation.
"This Nine Dawn ling armor, intermediate fourth-grade, is the best defensive talisman for this Merit Conference. Wood element, the ling armor has four formations, [Flesh Regeneration], [Evil Exorcism], [Tranquilizing Mind], and [Illusion Breaking]. In places with abundant wood element power, it can automatically absorb wood element power to repair the ling armor. "
The gazes of the people sitting below were all focused on the jade scroll in Lil 'Miss' hand. The heat was so hot it almost melted the jade scroll. The temperature in the room suddenly rose.
Inside the room, the heavy breathing was like thunder. Everyone's faces were flushed with excitement. Many people's clothing had been torn open, a fine layer of sweat on their foreheads. However, they did not detect it. Their eyes were fixed on the talismans and flying swords in front of Gongsun Cha.
Intermediate fourth-grade!
Before everyone could digest the disappointment of their fifth-grade movement method being picked, Lil 'Miss spoke again, "Lei Peng, Zong Ru, Nian Lu, your little teams come out. You can pick one fourth-grade, two third-grade."
Hiss!
No matter if it was Zuo Mo or Gongsun Cha, they had never thought that the effect of this Merit Conference would be so great.
He looked dazedly at the extremely ugly thing in his hand!
Seeing the situation, Gongsun Cha decided for them. "Draw lots, set the order, and take turns in the future."
"This is a middle rank fourth rank flying sword. The sword's name is Xuanze. It's pure in texture and has a slight element of water. It's the best flying sword in this ceremony."
Fifth-grade escape method! This was a Rank-5!
In the room, it was a mess. Rapid breathing. Unknowingly, excitement crept onto everyone's face. If not for the restriction, more than half of them would definitely try to snatch it.
It's over! If he angered Lil 'Miss, that would be terrible! The first thought that popped into his mind made him groan incessantly.
However, no matter how jealous they were, Ma Fan was the first to pick, so no one could say anything. Ma Fan's role in this battle was irreplaceable.
Not only him, but everyone else also couldn't conceal the joy on their faces. Jinzhi had been planted in their bodies, and their little lives were in Zuo Mo's hands. They had assumed that they would become free cannon fodder, and hadn't thought that there would be rewards.
Zuo Mo felt the pressure suddenly increase. He focused and studied the mo matrix day and night.
What a good-for-nothing! You're really f * cking restless! He was disdainful of himself inside.
However, when he saw the exhalation of the people around him, he suddenly realized that it wasn't just him making the sound, but everyone letting out a long sigh of relief at the same time. The soft exhalation sounds gathered together, and in this quiet environment, it was especially loud.
His entire person looked haggard. He had not slept for seven days and nights. Even though his consciousness had reached the level of manifestation, he had reached his limit.
Everyone knew that the main event was coming!
Fifth-grade escape method!
In secret, when everyone talked about Lil 'Miss' feminine and handsome face, they couldn't help but mock him. But when Lil 'Miss sat in front of them, everyone couldn't help but straighten their backs, and look forward as though they were sitting upright.
The flying sword was about a chi long, the body slender and black, and flashed with a faint blue light. When it was taken out, a faint sword essence rippled like water and swept through the entire room.
Try one by one!
People like Lei Peng who had been under Lil 'Miss' command for a while started to have experience. In front of Lil 'Miss, it was best to look down and not look at Lil' Miss' eyes. Otherwise, you would feel cold.
Any spell, as long as it reached fifth-grade, its value was peerless. No matter if it was Sky Moon Jie or Little Mountain Jie, in any sect, only core disciples could cultivate fourth-grade spells. This was an unwritten rule. And fifth-grade spells? The great majority of sects could not take out a fifth-grade spell.
In a few days, the pile of trash in his room was like a little mountain.
Zuo Mo did not have the time to use theory to analyze. Time was tight. He decided to use the stupidest and most effective method.
"The people with the most merit can pick first, one per person." Lil 'Miss' voice was abnormally clear in this environment so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. "Ma Fan is first."
But he didn't just not defeat the other, he had ended up in a stalemate. This made Gongsun Cha, who had high expectations of himself, extremely dissatisfied.
There was only this much reward, who would it go to? How would it be split? There were many details to this. This directly decided whether what landed in his hands was good stuff or trash.
Vroom!
Lei Peng stilled. Was what the old man had said true? Were they really going to be rewarded based on merit? His heart warmed. He couldn't help but move his body.
Once he had the idea, he instantly started to try, not caring about the waste of materials. Seeing the ling grains decrease at a terrifying rate, he became even more panicked. His progress was pretty good. He had eliminated half of the useless structures, and there was less than one-third left.
Sounds of swallowing rang out. Everyone looked eagerly at the ling armor. This was a good thing! If they had this ling armor, it was like they had half a life.
He started to furiously try, one formation after another.
Gongsun Cha supervised the training of this group as usual. The last battle had exposed many inadequacies. Three section Wave Style Charge. If it was a well-trained troop, if it was the mysterious person he was playing against, they only needed one charge to defeat the other.
If Lil 'Miss was dissatisfied, everyone's days would not be good.
Lei Peng's head rang. In an instant, it was completely blank.
This method was very fair. No one had any objections.
No one fell behind.
However, what Gongsun Cha felt strange about was that these people's enthusiasm for training completely exceeded his expectations. All of them seemed to be on drugs, howling as they furiously trained.
Most of these xiuzhe had ningmai cultivation, but there were only three to five of them that had fourth-grade flying swords. And these three to five people all had flying swords that were lower fourth-grade.
The three of them looked at each other. After a while, no one could make a decision.
As to xiuzhe that had just been converted from captives like Bao De, they were envious. However, Gongsun Cha did not plan on dividing them. The remaining talismans were set to be given to the little teams that trained well.
He hadn't gotten any ling grains, but he had another mouth to eat. The pressure on Zuo Mo's already strained supply of ling grains suddenly increased. Especially since these people had been training with their lives on the line for some reason. The consumption of ling grains had multiplied.
Seeing it slip away in front of his eyes, this feeling wasn't just a little terrible!
He didn't know how he had stood up. Nian Lu and Zong Ru also had expressions of disbelief as though they were dreaming. Even the calmest of the three, Zong Ru, couldn't control himself at this time.
"Let's start." Everyone's expressions landed in Gongsun Cha's eyes. His heart was clear, the corner of his mouth slightly curving. He decided to throw out a heavy bomb at the start. "This is a fifth-grade movement method. Boss has decided to take it out as a reward."
Right now, a fifth-grade movement method was right in front of them, within their reach.
"Reward based on merit." Lil 'Miss' voice was not loud, and was as feminine as usual.
A blush suddenly appeared on Ma Fan's face, as if he was drunk. Under the envious and jealous gazes of the other people, he stood up and unhesitatingly picked a fifth-grade movement method.
When Gongsun Cha fulfilled his promise and gave the talismans to the teams that had trained well, he found to his shock that he didn't need to supervise them at all.
Gongsun Cha was very satisfied with everyone's performance. Rewarding merit and punishing mistakes was a system that a stable troop had to have. Gongsun Cha did not worry about these vicious people in front of him betraying him, but how to increase their enthusiasm was a problem that he had a headache over.
He hadn't closed his eyes for seven days and nights. He didn't even meditate. When his ling power was used up, he directly grabbed jingshi to replenish his ling power.
Gongsun Cha did not seem to notice everyone's eager gazes. He introduced all the talismans and flying swords one by one.
The lights given off by all kinds of talismans and flying swords were reflected in everyone's eyes.
Lei Peng's forehead was covered in sweat. His throat was dry, his pair of bell-like eyes wide open, terrified he would miss a talisman. Only when the last magical treasure was introduced did his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.
None of these people were rookies. They knew the importance of talismans. Who would dislike having one more talisman? On the battlefield, one more talisman was one more protection for one's little life. There was no risk of losing one's life during training, and one could earn talismans. Such a good thing, if it had been in the past, everyone would have disdained it, but in the present terrible Little Mountain Jie, they had never heard of such a thing.
However, everyone basically received one talisman.
Even though most of them had guessed the answer, but they still couldn't help but show disappointment. Among them was naturally Lei Peng.
Gurgle.
The sweat on Lei Peng's forehead grew denser. His heartbeat was slightly fast because he had grabbed the first position. The second was Zong Ru, the third was Nian Lu.
Zong Ru had picked an upper third-grade wristguard, and Nian Lu had picked an upper third-grade boot. Although they didn't manage to pick out the good fourth-grade items, the two third-grade items were enough to make the two of them unable to put them down.
Also, Gongsun Cha had clearly said that once it was given to someone, it would be that person's private property, and no one else could covet it. Like the fifth-grade movement method this time, if Ma Fan had picked it, it would not be passed on to anyone else. If other people wanted to learn, they would have to ask Ma Fan. As to whether or not to pass it on, and how to pass it on, that was all up to Ma Fan.
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