Chapter 127

"All intermediate level assessment, start!" Bai Changlao came and said directly.

"Boy, I'll show you what is the art of casting utensils!" Yin ruthless looked at the south wind, Wu Lang ruthless voice said, and then was directly standing in the south wind side.

For this, Nanfeng didn't pay attention at all. He looked at Liuxiu and went straight to Liuxiu. Then he stood on the casting platform next to Liuxiu.

"Younger martial brother Nanfeng, when casting, do your best to avoid hurting your spiritual pulse due to lack of soul power!" Liu Xiu said. Liu Xiu is not willing for Nanfeng to take part in the examination of medium quality casting.

Nanfeng's talent, she knows, but it's impossible to become a medium-grade caster just because she practiced for a few days in elder Bai! If a low-level caster wants to cast a high-level weapon, it is very likely that the soul power load is too heavy, causing the spirit pulse to be injured.

Nanfeng's spiritual pulse is not complete. If it is hurt again, it will certainly affect Nanfeng's path of martial arts.

"Elder martial sister, don't worry. I'm free and measured. I just want to challenge this assessment. It doesn't matter whether I succeed or not." Nanfeng said seriously.

But what he said, even he wanted to slap his own mouth, because the purpose of his examination was to fight for the holy stone of Lingmai!

"Sister Liu Xiu, we meet again!" At this time, Wu Lang actually came over and lived with Nanfeng. He looked at Liu Xiu with a smile and said.

"Master Wuda, it seems that you have followed me!" Nanfeng said with a sneer.

"Boy, I said, I'll show you what the real casting technique is!" Wu Lang said coldly.

"I'm looking forward to that. I hope your casting skill doesn't look like your height." South wind responded.

"If you say now, I will let you return it many times..."

"This assessment of medium-grade casting is different from the previous assessment, which I believe you all know clearly. So this assessment, we have to carry out three rounds. After three rounds, which disciple has the most exquisite casting skill, which disciple will get the holy stone of spirit vein." At this time, Bai Changlao said.

"Therefore, I hope you will do your best in this assessment!"

"Roar Hearing elder Bai's words, many of the students who took part in the examination all roared in a low voice. Ready to say, they are roaring for the holy stone of Lingmai.

"Let's go!" Seeing the atmosphere, elder Bai ordered again.

"The first round of assessment is very simple. As long as you cast a medium grade weapon within six hours, even if you pass, you can also get a medium grade caster identity card!"

Soon, all the examination disciples entered the preparation stage and began to melt the casting materials with their own strength and fire.

The casting materials of medium grade have been upgraded to a higher level, so the time required for this melting stage will be correspondingly increased.

"Boy, watch it!" At this time, Wu Lang said to the south wind.

With a wave of Wu Lang's big hand, all the casting materials on the casting platform were put into the cauldron, and then his hands' aura surged, and the rich red flame rose instantly, directly drowning the casting materials in the cauldron.

"This flame is extraordinary. It's definitely not a flame evolved from Wu Lang's own Aura!" Nanwu said that he felt the fire in his heart.

Because, in order to Wu Lang even hemolysis can not reach the realm, absolutely can not condense such a strong flame.

"Look at elder martial brother Wulang! It's really extraordinary. It's worthy of being the Third Elder martial brother of the casting guild! " There was some talk.

"Don't you know, elder martial brother Wulang's fire is a kind of powerful animal fire. It's the original fire of the half step spirit beast red lava snake red lava fire! Elder martial brother Wulang's skill of casting utensils, to a certain extent, is inseparable from the red lava fire! "

"I see!" Hearing these comments, Nanfeng understood, "I'm afraid that the four disciples of the casting guild all have such beast fire."

Thinking, Nanfeng's eyes swept to the other three, and found that the flames of the other three were extraordinary.

The flame color of Qingmeng is blue, and it looks like ice! The color of the flame of liefan is black, revealing a strange! The color of the plumed flame is like ashes, sending out a smell of death.

"Looking at these four kinds of flames, you are ready to move to devour the fire in the space!" Nanfeng said in his heart, "if you have a chance, you must look for some beast fire for me."

"Boy, I'm in a daze. I'm really beyond my ability. I'm just a low-level caster. I dare to challenge today's assessment." After disdaining Nanfeng again, Wu Lang was completely immersed in his casting.

"In that case, let's see who can be proud to the end!"

Then, Nanfeng didn't want to buy it. He danced with his hands, and the blood was engulfed. The flames surged out, and even more, he fused his own blood and filled the cauldron.

Swallowing strange fire, although it has not yet grown up, its power is so domineering that it melts all materials in less than half an hour.After that, Nanfeng first entered the beating process.

"It's a strange and domineering flame. It seems that the bloody flame of Nanfeng is not an ordinary flame. It's good to have a master of a saint level caster." But Bai Changlao always pays attention to Nanfeng. Seeing that Nanfeng is the first to finish melting materials, he sighs with emotion.

"It's just a pity that I don't have much time for him, otherwise the holy stone of Lingmai can't fall into the hands of Wulang or liefan!"

Then, Wulang's melting process was completed. He opened his eyes and looked at Nanfeng, because he wanted to see Nanfeng's expression of embarrassment for melting materials!

But in the end, he just brightened up.

"How can it be? How is that possible? How he melts materials faster than I do Wu Lang rubbed his eyes hard and roared in his heart.

At this moment, Wu Lang's heart was hit.

However, after all, he was the third disciple of the casting guild. He had a good bearing in mind. He immediately adjusted his state and started the beating process.

Nanfeng can melt materials quickly, but it is absolutely impossible for him to successfully cast weapons of medium quality. He Wulang wants to cast weapons with the fastest speed, and then he disdains to wait for the failure of Nanfeng's casting.

Jingle, jingle!

A moment later, the whole scene has been completely drowned by the sound of beating!

At this time, the south wind urges the method of swallowing, but also urges the rebirth spirit pulse! At the same time, Nanfeng combined the experience of casting utensils with the method of swallowing.

This time, Nanfeng must forge a weapon of medium quality, and not allow any failure.

Because he failed in the casting with elder Bai.