Su Yan couldn't wait to ask.
There is no doubt about the strength of this young man, but it is the spiritual weapon.
The grade of the spiritual weapon was average, and so was its strength.
But what kind of damage was caused to the puppet was what he was most curious about.
To reflect the strength of a spiritual weapon, it depends on the sharpness of its sword.
Speaking of this, Elder Su Huo showed a wry smile on his face.
He walked all the way and looked at every room. He was shocked.
With that said, Elder Su Huo began to talk to Su Yan.
"What, you mean that in the first room, all the puppets I made turned into a pile of garbage?"
Before Elder Su Huo could continue to say the rest, he was very surprised just by hearing the first one.
In this first room, no matter how powerful the spiritual weapon is, it cannot be turned into a pile of scrap metal, right?
Being interrupted by his ancestor, Elder Su Huo was not unhappy at all, but became as excited as Su Yan.
"Yes, ancestor, I feel sad just looking at that pile of rags!"
"Then continue talking about this second room!"
Su Yan suddenly became interested and urged.
Elder Su Huo also paused and continued to add: "Ancestor, this second room is even more powerful!"
"Say it quickly!"
The two of them saw that they were too tired to stand and talk, so they sat down on the ground.
People who don't know, think they are brothers.
For those who know, they are several generations apart.
One calls the other person grandpa, and the other calls the other person's great-grandson.
Under this status, the two people were like brothers, pulling each other to talk affectionately.
"In this second room, all the puppets in it look like they were cut into pieces. It's so miserable!"
After saying that, Su Yan showed the same shock as Elder Su Huo had before.
Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could imagine it based on what his disciple said.
A sharp sword directly beat the puppet he made into a cripple!
"What about the third room?"
Su Yan asked again.
Although Meng Jing had asked him before, he still didn't believe it.
How could he be killed so easily with a sword after he had spent his whole life working on it?
"Ancestor, I have brought the puppet in the third room, you will know after you take a look!"
With that said, Elder Su Huo touched the ring on his finger and took out the puppet in the third room from the ring.
As soon as he took it out, Su Yan also grabbed the puppet with one hand and observed it carefully.
"Is it so scary?"
Seeing the sword mark appearing on the puppet, Su Huo and Su Yan also looked back at Meng Jing, who was practicing with his eyes closed.
This young man is so secretive!
"Ancestor, can I ask you how he defeated you?"
"Ahem!"
Hearing this, Su Yan's old face also turned red.
In the hands of that young man, he failed to resist the three attacks at all, and was directly pushed to the ground and beaten until he surrendered.
If this were revealed, where would he put his old face?
"Ahem, that's because your ancestor thought that the young man was majestic and powerful, so he resigned himself to join this young man's disciples. You understand, disciple!"
Elder Su Huo also scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Oh, ancestor, I thought you surrendered after being beaten by that young man!"
"How can it be!"
"But, ancestor, what kind of spiritual weapon is he using? As long as I can have a look at it, I am willing to surrender to him!"
For Elder Su Huo, it doesn't matter who he surrenders to.
The important thing is that he is curious about what kind of spiritual weapon that waste used to get all the way here.
Elder Su Huo thought it was unlikely that he made the spiritual weapon by himself.
The strength of the spiritual weapon he built was only at the level of a spiritual cultivator, and its grade was lower than the level of a xuanshi.
With such strength, he rushed to the third level. If he hadn't changed his spiritual weapon, he couldn't figure out how that loser passed the test in the third room. Not to mention coming to this fourth assessment place.
Su Yan also frowned slightly, recalling the appearance of the sword in his mind.
"As for that sword, the workmanship is quite exquisite. He is at least a three-star level weapon refiner. In terms of grade strength, it is not bad. However, this sword has a few inscriptions, only three."
Su Yan said slowly.
There are only three tattoos, which doesn't make sense no matter how you look at them.
For example, the strength or grade of that sword has reached the level of a five-star weapon refiner, but there are too few inscriptions, which affects his view of the sword.
Otherwise, it can be given a good score.
"There are only three tattoos?"
Hearing these words, Elder Su Huo also shook his head.
This made Su Yan very confused.
"what happened?"
"Nothing, nothing!"
Elder Su Huo waved his hand and said it was okay.
However, an idea was clear in my mind.
That was the aura infused with three thousand tattoos, not this young man's spiritual weapon.
When he was in the furnace room, he sensed that a spiritual weapon had as many as three thousand inscriptions.
The so-called three thousand avenues, each one is the way of heaven! typical! humane!
Every step conforms to the laws of the world!
However, when he was in the stove room, he felt that the breath at that time was only for a moment.
Otherwise he wouldn't have come all the way here.
Therefore, after hearing his ancestors say that there were only three spiritual weapons of that waste, I immediately gave up my suspicions.
However, how did this spiritual weapon with only three inscriptions get here all the way?
While he was curious, his ancestor had already stood up and came to Meng Jing respectfully.
"Owner!"
"Um!"
Meng Jingjing nodded and stood up.
Most of the spiritual energy consumed in his body has been restored. If he wastes more time on restoring his strength, he may not be able to keep up with tonight's assessment.
After thinking about it, he looked over at Elder Su Huo and smiled.
"Elder Su Huo, what do you think of the idea of surrendering to me?"
Elder Su Huo lowered his head, raised it slightly, glanced at his ancestor, and then at the high-ranking young man, feeling a little dissatisfied.
One was a loser who had been in their Su family for three years, and the other was a weakling for three years. In the end, he had to surrender to the other party. How could this be possible?
But after all, his ancestors are all slaves of others. If he doesn't surrender, then he won't listen to his ancestors!
Wait, the ancestor will probably have to skin himself again.
With a silent sigh, Elder Su Huo raised his head and looked at Meng Jing, ready to surrender to Meng Jing.
But all he saw was the ring on his fingertip, and a faint red light flashed through the air.
Soon, before he could see clearly what was in his hand.
I saw him casually throwing the thing in front of him.
"Elder Su Huo, I know that you are unwilling to surrender to me. You can look at this and then consider whether to surrender to me!"
