Something Is Off About This Blacksmith
Chapter 596

The final thirty-two

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Qin Tiexin and Lin Chuan immediately went up and helped him off the stage, one on the left and the other on the right. Du Heng was not seriously injured. He was just out of strength and had almost no spiritual energy in his body. He was exhausted and his legs were trembling. He leaned on the chair, panting heavily, and his face turned pale. Lin Chuan handed over the kettle, and Du Heng took a few sips and wiped his mouth randomly.

"Brother Chuan, Senior Brother Ming." He patted their hands, "I'm relying on you from behind."

Qin Tiexin looked at him and nodded.

Lin Chuan said, "Don't worry, have a good rest."

Qin Tiexin turned his attention back to the strong man. The man's fighting style looked familiar. He used a strong ax and used strength to defeat skill. It was the same as his own. But he couldn't remember where he had seen this method before.

Until the person's name flashed on the light screen: Jiang Cheng.

His surname is Jiang, and he wields a giant axe.

Qin Tiexin's heart suddenly moved, and he thought of Meridian Unblocking Realm Peak's senior in Jiang Lie. Secret Realm Trial. Could this person be the descendant of Jiang Lie? It can't be such a coincidence.

When Jiang Lie's remains were collected, Qin Tiexin promised to return half of the wealth he had buried before the war, along with his remains, to the descendants of Jiang Household. There was a Jade Slip on his body that recorded the specific location of the buried treasure Law Artifact, and there was also a verification method to identify the descendants of Jiang Household.

It's just that after Secret Realm Trial came back, firstly, the burial place was too far away, and it took at least three days to go back and forth; secondly, affected by the "Liu Qing self-destruction" incident, the entire Myriad Stars Dynasty had been unstable recently, and there was a lot of noise everywhere, so he temporarily stopped thinking.

I wanted to wait until the conference was over, but I didn't expect to meet someone who was suspected of being a "descendant of Jiang Lie" here, which was quite interesting.

It would be best if you can meet him later in the battle; if you can't, it's not too late to find a way to confirm after it's over.

Du Heng This round is the last round. At this point, all the top 32 have been decided.

This round is more exciting than the last round.

In the last round, there were some people who got through by luck by drawing lots, but in this round, everyone who is left has a hard time.

Looking at cultivation base alone, there is no one among the thirty-two strong who is Foundation Establishment Middle Stage or below, and the lowest is Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

Qin Tiexin looked around and remembered the faces one by one.

From now on, each game will become more difficult.

After all the top 32 games were over, Star Selection Bureau was given a day's rest as usual.

The monks dispersed in twos and threes and went back to their rooms to rest. The huge campus soon became quiet, leaving only the faint flicker of the formation pattern.

Different from the previous round, Star Selection Bureau was more thoughtfully prepared this time.

In addition to the rooms and elixirs, several medical cultivators were specially assigned to stand by in the rest area, ready to treat monks who were too exhausted or injured. The medical cultivators were all skilled in their skills, and with the passing of their aura, the injured person's complexion improved visibly.

Du Heng lost his strength. After the doctor came, he first cast a few spells to restore his spiritual power, and then fed him a Qi Recovery Pill. In less than half an hour, he recovered. Although his spiritual power had not been fully restored, he could at least walk and move, and his face turned from pale to a little red.

Qin Tiexin There is no injury. After returning to the room and meditating for a while, the spiritual energy in the meridians is flowing smoothly. I guess the condition will be almost restored the next morning.

At this moment, he suddenly received a message.

Very short, only one sentence--

"You can come to the square tomorrow, find a small room and wait for me."

There was a halo of light on the sound-transmitting jade talisman, and there was no signature, but Qin Tiexin recognized the tone. The corner of his mouth moved slightly, and he put the jade talisman away without saying anything.

Senior Brother Chen Xi.

Early the next morning, Qin Tiexin finished recovering and set off to the square.

Today's square is more lively than the day before yesterday. Contact persons from various sects and cities have set up tents early and put up signs recruiting disciples and talents.

As the arena competition progresses, the eliminated monks become stronger and stronger, and the chips offered by the major forces also increase, each one becoming richer than the last.

The eliminated monks crowded in front of various stalls. Some were bargaining with the recruiting stewards, blushing; some signed the contract on the spot, and a flash of inspiration made the contract established; and some were surrounded by several forces and were in a dilemma.

Recruitment points for sects, cities, and government offices were lined up, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Qin Tiexin found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, with a "I can talk" expression on his face.

As soon as he sat down, several eyes in the square immediately gathered around him, and some people were whispering.

"Look, isn't that Master Mingjue?"

"One-armed, tall warrior monk, you can't go wrong. I saw him just coming out of the contestants area with my own eyes."

"Those two battles were so exciting, so easy to do."

"What's exciting? I just took advantage of my teammates..."

"What is he here for today? Is he here to choose?"

"No way, he hasn't been eliminated yet, there will be thirty-two to sixteen tomorrow."

"It's hard to say. Maybe I'll come here to explore the wind first. I have to go back quickly and ask the city lord what kind of treatment he will give Master Mingjue? This is a great god!"

"You're right, I'll go back and ask too."

Several people discussed it, quickly took out the sound transmission stone, and each found a corner to report the situation. For a while, their spiritual power fluctuated, causing quite a commotion.

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing a Star Selection Bureau staff robe walked over quickly, with a slight sweat on his forehead and a smile on his face. He bowed his hands and saluted from a distance.

"Master Mingjue, why are you sitting here? Do you want to come around or not?"

Under normal circumstances, Mingjue, as one of the top 32 contestants, would either meditate in the room or watch from a distance. Qin Tiexin was the only one who walked into the venue and acted like he was waiting for a price.

Qin Tiexin stood up and returned the favor. "Excuse me, I want to find a quiet place to talk and get to know each other better."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then he realized what he was doing and nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, please come this way."

He led Qin Tiexin into a row of small houses on the edge of the square.

The room is not big, but it is fully equipped with sound insulation and privacy guards. When you open the door and walk in, the hustle and bustle outside is immediately isolated.

Qin Tiexin sat down in the room. People who had heard the news outside had already lined up in a long queue, for fear of falling behind. At a glance, there were at least a dozen people, and the queue was still growing. Some people were queuing up while using the sound transmission Law Artifact to confirm something, with anxious expressions.

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