There is no guarantee for the lottery? So what?

#572 - Chapter 570: Weapon God

"Old Qi, you're really good at pretending. You could have wiped them all out with a Golden Horizon and Yuanqi Slash, but you had to fight them one by one. Aren't you tired?"

At the dinner table, Yan Cheng ate spicy noodles while complaining about Qi Jing's shameless behavior:

"The greatest respect for your opponent is to go all out. You're just too bad, even worse than a fat guy riding a tricycle across the road."

"I even gave them a chance to defeat me, how can you call that bad?"

Qi Jing, who had only half-succeeded in showing off, propped up his chin and said with slight regret:

"Unfortunately, I didn't achieve the 'no moving feet' accomplishment. I'll try again next time."

"You're still thinking about next time? Tell me, is that axe-wielding guy stronger than you? Be careful he doesn't chop you in half next time."

"Next time, I'll be even stronger."

Fighting Ba Zhan Shen was indeed a bit too strenuous.

Qi Jing felt that his strength was still too weak. He couldn't even steadily suppress a third-year power king. He needed to continue to work hard.

Work hard at the lottery! Work hard at cultivation!

"Old Yan, can you draw the Spirit Gathering Array flag yet?"

The Spirit Gathering Array flag can gather the source power in the environment and increase its concentration, which is very helpful for source power cultivation methods.

Yan Cheng picked his teeth:

"What's the rush? I can, but it takes ten minutes each time. Do you want it?"

"No."

What can you do in ten minutes? Why not half an hour?

Qi Jing could run from here to a high-concentration area in another world and back in ten minutes without any problem.

"Speaking of which, Old Yan, can you really not sense a premonition when I hit you?"

"Sense my head! You, just say you want to beat me up. Aren't I just a little more handsome, a little taller, a little smarter, and a little more charming than you? You have to find this reason to hit me, right?"

Hearing Yan Cheng's words, Qi Jing was speechless.

What kind of words are those? Although I'm not as tall as you, I'm definitely smarter than you!

Song Jiang next to him used chopsticks to pick a spicy strip from Yan Cheng's bowl:

"Qi Jing definitely wouldn't lie to you. If he says it's possible, then it's definitely possible."

"Nonsense, who doesn't know he's not the kind of person who would find a reason to hit someone."

Yan Cheng couldn't possibly not know that Qi Jing wasn't the kind of person who would find a reason to hit someone, he just wanted to nag a few words.

It really hurts to be hit.

The pain reduction from the armband is still too little. Ninety percent is useless, why not ninety-nine point nine percent?

"Give me that card or something. I'll go to the training hall to practice someday. That table tennis doesn't hurt."

They had once visited the Morning Light Training Hall in Lingxiao City, which had almost a full set of training facilities.

Training reaction speed includes but is not limited to shooting with table tennis balls, shooting with blanks, whack-a-mole, electronic ball catching, posture gates, etc.

Any one of them is much better than being directly hit by Qi Jing.

"I already opened up the permissions for you guys. Practice however you want."

Qi Jing crushed the bone in his hand, chewed it, and said:

"After the club battle, you all have to go to the training hall to practice. I specially invited Martial Aunt Tongtong to train you, and maybe Teacher Cen Xi will come too."

When he went to Martial Uncle Huanhuan to exchange medicine with the Shennong Cauldron, Tongtong took the initiative to mention this matter to him.

The Shennong Cauldron was still too helpful to them. If they only sent some pills, they would earn too much, so they thought of many ways to help him.

And Qi Jing was strong enough that they couldn't help much, so they could only help Qi Jing's teammates.

Anyway, Cen Xi still had to finish her last semester as a teacher this year, and they wouldn't be on missions, so they might as well take the time to train them.

"What? Crap, I'm not going. Teacher Cen is coming, so what's the point of me practicing now? I'd rather enjoy myself for two months."

Yan Cheng's prepared self-awareness suddenly subsided.

He knew that with Teacher Cen Xi's strictness, his days in the training hall would definitely be very difficult.

Since he had to go sooner or later, what was the point of being proactive?

Seeing his suddenly softened appearance, Qi Jing was just about to say something when his phone suddenly rang:

Pika!

"Here it comes."

Qi Jing glanced at the message on his phone, turned around and waved to Ba Zhan Shen and the others who had just entered:

"Here!"

When he stepped down just now, he added Ba Zhan Shen and Thor as friends. Through them, he arranged to meet the Weapon God from the Myriad Gods Society to get some weapons.

This time after dinner was just right.

"Junior Brother Qi Jing, this is the Weapon God."

Ba Zhan Shen, who walked over, pointed to the slightly chubby little fat man next to Thor and said straightforwardly:

"He can create exclusive weapons for people, but there are conditions."

"Sit down, sit down, everyone sit down and talk."

Yan Cheng beckoned them to sit down and asked:

"Have you senior brothers eaten? If you haven't, I'll get you some more."

Why is this person talking about business as soon as he comes in? It's not a one-time deal, why are you in such a hurry?

Doing business, how can you do it without sitting down?

Ba Zhan Shen, who was a little unsteady, sat down on the chair and said:

"We just finished eating, downstairs. Let's talk about business quickly, we have something to do later."

No, your lips are pale, your steps are frivolous, and you look like a hollowed-out person. What can you do?

Everyone knows you can only go back to sleep, right?

For a moment, everyone didn't know what to say.

Thor next to him broke the awkward atmosphere, extended his right hand and shook hands with Qi Jing:

"Student Qi, you are very strong. I won't lose so quickly next time."

"Yeah, let's try again next time."

"Yeah."

Looking at the one next to him who only wanted to leave and the one who only wanted to fight, the Weapon God supported his forehead.

He still had to rely on himself.

The Weapon God showed a peaceful smile on his round face:

"Junior Brother Qi, let's talk about the weapon you want.

First, let me introduce myself. My ability can create exclusive weapons for people. These weapons have very high hardness and can also specifically amplify the holder's strength.

The most intuitive is that it can increase the elemental control of elemental ability users. For example, Thor's Hammer can contain lightning and also amplify the power of lightning.

There are also less intuitive ones, such as his God of War Axe, which can grow with him, is much harder than ordinary weapons, and can also convert his [God of War Aura] into a substantial air wave, causing a larger range of damage when attacking, turning a single target into a group.

If you turn them into natal magic weapons, you can give them growth, which is perfect.

However, not everyone can create this kind of weapon.

The Weapon God is a Weapon God, of course, he only creates 'artifacts'.

In other words, when I create a weapon, the other party must contain 'divine power' in their body. Only by fusing divine power with some precious materials can it be successful.

And divine power is only possessed by some god-like ability users, but their divine power can only create weapons that match themselves. Even if others can borrow it, they will only create the same artifact as them.

If you need their weapons, I can make a list of materials. Just get their consent, and I can help you create them."