Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 398 The Old Guy is So Sinister

This battle demonstrated THAAD's command ability. The other four were happy to be thugs and began to feel sorry for THAAD, but THAAD really enjoyed the feeling of arranging troops and the sense of accomplishment after victory.

So there is no gain or loss between them, only enjoying the pleasure after victory!

Yorick became the team leader, and with the help of the young master, the registration went very smoothly. Since then, this group of rookies in the Fights Break Sphere team has finally become the eighth team of the Death Gym.

Iseler? He would never leave even if he was beaten to death! He was also laughed at by everyone for this!

During the day, everyone was still watching and fighting in the inner hall, while Qin Feng was fine-tuning the magical weapons of all the fighters bit by bit until they were flawless, of course, including the magical weapons of other true god-level and great god-level fighting groups!

At night, the ten-man team was still gathered in front of the map to study tactics and coordination.

The young master has already obtained all the information on the true god-level fighting teams in the six major fighting halls in Wuman City for Qin Feng. In fact, this is not a secret at all!

There are a total of 37 True God-level fighting groups in the six major fighting halls. Qin Feng has conducted very detailed research on these fighting groups and 370 fighters one by one, and based on their respective characteristics, they have one or several sets of targeted strategic deployments and team cooperation!

At this time, Qin Feng already felt that time was running out. He would only go out when necessary. The rest of the time he was either tinkering with forging or studying tactics. In this way, more than two months passed in a flash.

Since the skills and spells that weapon spirits bring to cultivators are not fixed, sometimes the basic attributes of a weapon are extremely good, but the skills and spells are biased, so give up! Sometimes the skills and spells are quite suitable, but the basic attributes are unsatisfactory, so give up as well! Therefore, during this period, the Wudong Qiankun Fighting Group changed one set of weapons after another, and finally, according to each person's position, role and attribute characteristics, all members were equipped, which greatly improved the team's strength.

For more than two months, Wudong Qiankun and several other fighting groups have been sparring with each other almost every day, with the goal of increasing teamwork and proficiency. Although there are wins and losses, the coordination between them is improving every day, and they are getting more and more tacit!!

However, Wuman City has been surprisingly peaceful in the past two months, and there has been no sign of anyone challenging the opponent. It seems that Qin Feng's efforts to study his opponent have been in vain!

Because a big event is about to start, all the fighting gyms are preparing for it with all their strength!

Finally, the Land of Death welcomed the once-in-a-decade Chen Mo Holy City Nightmare Fight.

Martial Universe naturally appeared in the list of true god-level fighting, which made everyone cheer!

Qin Feng was not interested in the first or second place, but it was said that the rewards for the top three places were very generous and mouth-watering.

Early in the morning of that day, Qin Feng was called out with red eyes. The front yard of the Death Arena was already crowded with people. Eight fighting groups gathered there just because the owner of the arena had returned today.

The owner of the museum walked into the courtyard, followed by a huge black tiger with a dark body and fur that shone like silk. The black tiger had scarlet eyes with a faint red flame coming out.

The young master followed beside him with a respectful look on his face!

The owner of the museum was the father of the young master. He was not very old and was dressed in a black cloak. Except for his head which was exposed, the rest of his body was wrapped tightly!

With the arrival of the gym owner, the more than one hundred fighters straightened their chests and showed their spirit with all their strength!

The museum owner walked slowly, glanced at everyone's faces, and nodded with satisfaction!

When he saw the front of the Wudou Qiankun Fighting Group, he stopped and asked:

"Is this the fighting group you are talking about?"

The young master quickly responded:

"Replying to Father, that's right, this is the Wudong Qiankun Fighting Group!"

The owner nodded slightly, but frowned slightly:

"Are there not enough undead people? Why is there only one?"

The young master suddenly didn't know how to answer, and he stammered:

"Well! It's a little less. Originally, this fighting group was just formed by Mr. Qin Feng to select the remaining cultivators for entertainment in their spare time, but now after being trained by Mr. Qin Feng, it is enough to meet the registration standards, so the child is!"

The owner's face turned cold:

"So you registered them on your own initiative? Hmm? Although the rules stipulate that the leader must be a member of the Undead Clan, wouldn't it be a joke for this fighting group to go out and participate in fighting battles?"

At this point, the museum owner looked at Qin Feng:

"Are you Qin Feng?"

Qin Feng bows:

"I am Qin Feng!"

"I heard that you are very good at forging. Just do your forging well. Why are you fighting in a group? It's embarrassing!"

As soon as the owner finished speaking, a man next to him took two steps forward and bowed deeply to the owner:

"Master, please calm down and listen to me!"

Hearing the voice, the owner's expression eased a little, and he said without even looking at her:

"Oh! I wonder what Captain Lu He has to say?"

Lu He, the leader of the Blood River Fighting Group, a god-level fighting group in the Death God Fighting Gym, is also the only Glorious Nightmare Fighter in the Death God Fighting Gym.

Lu He bowed deeply, then took out his divine weapon, a pair of black steel pestles, and summoned his divine corpse, which was a four-armed centaur. The four-armed centaur also held the same four black steel pestles in its four hands.

He stretched out his hands, raised a pair of black steel pestles in front of the owner, and said respectfully:

"Master, please take a look. This is the magic weapon that Mr. Qin Feng made specifically for me."

The owner took the Heaven-shaking Pestle and looked at it carefully, while Lu He continued:

"I use two pestles, which are troublesome to make. As you know, I mainly attack close combat, and the divine corpse assists. This pair of black steel pestles not only fits my close combat attributes very well, but also contains very rare two-handed skills, which is enough to double my combat power. You see the four pestles held by the divine corpse, which are exactly the same as the divine weapon I hold. I'm afraid you don't know that the divine corpse, under my control, can also release the skills provided by the spirit of the divine weapon in the pestle. Hall owner, there is no precedent for this kind of thing!"

Having said that, Lu He looked around at everyone and continued:

"The magical weapons in the hands of all the fighters present are all the painstaking works of Mr. Qin Feng. With this help, our Wumancheng's trip to the Holy City will surely be a great success!"

When the owner took the Heaven-shaking Pestle and took his first look, he knew that what his son had said about Qin Feng after meeting him was true. The Heaven-shaking Pestle was finely crafted and full of domineering power.

To be honest, looking at the entire Dead Silence Land, he had never seen a great god with such perfect divine weapons!

And he listened carefully to every word Lu He said.

The owner of the museum frowned slightly and thought quickly, "This Qin Feng is indeed a rare talent, but after entering the Venerable Realm, he will become a free man. If he leaves at that time, wouldn't it be a pity! It seems that in order to keep this person, we need to do this and that!"

Thinking of this, the owner's expression softened a lot.

He raised his hand and returned the pestle to Lu He, nodded and said:

"You're right. Qin Feng is also a rare blacksmith. But just because he's good at blacksmithing doesn't necessarily mean he's good at fighting. If he leads his fighting group to participate in the Holy City Fighting, it would be fine if he wins, but if he loses, then the face of the Wumancheng Death God Fighting Hall will be completely lost!"

The old guy is definitely a fox. Before anyone can say anything, he continues:

"However, it's not impossible for Mr. Qin Feng to go out and see the world. Unless you bring back the top three for me, you have to promise me that you will never leave the Death God Arena in Wuman City without my consent!"

"what!"

Lu He cried out in surprise, and everyone else was also a little shocked after hearing this. It was obvious that he wanted to keep Qin Feng here forever and use him for his own purposes.