539: Xiao Huo

Xiao Huo

0As soon as he woke up, he realized that his right hand was stiff and weak. His entire arm was covered in a layer of plaster, and the bone-breaking pain came from his arm.

Jiang Hu discovered that he only had a fracture in his right hand, but his whole body seemed to be seriously injured.

Recalling how he was sent flying by Jun Mohuang's punch, Jiang Hu's face trembled and he gritted his teeth.

He, Jiang Hu, called himself a little tyrant, but he was actually sent flying by a little girl in front of everyone. Where would he put his face?!

Jiang Hu could not suppress his anger and habitually slammed the table with his right hand.

Jiang Hu's face contorted in pain.

"Your arm is fractured in eight locations. If you don't want this arm anymore, you can continue to move it as you please."

A young man sitting beside Jiang Hu glanced at him unhappily.

"Brother Hao, I've been bullied by that brat. You have to take revenge for me. Bullying the Yao Clan's lackeys is akin to looking down on them!"

Jiang Hu looked at the young man with a fawning tone.

This was Young Master Yao's cousin and could be considered half a member of the Yao Clan. Usually, he hated it when others criticized the Yao Clan.

"Hmph, you're right. Bullying the Yao Clan's lackeys means looking down on us. Tomorrow, I'll send Zhang Qiang to avenge you."

As expected, a vicious look flashed across Lin Hao's face.

This year's new student of the Academy actually dared to even beat up the Yao Family's lackey, she was simply courting death.

Jiang Hu was ecstatic.

Zhang Qiang was at the first stage of the Spirit Casting Realm, and his strength was only second to Lin Hao's.

Jun Mohuang, that brat, was lucky enough to defeat him. There was no way she was a match for a first stage Spirit Casting Realm cultivator.

After Jun Mohuang returned to her dormitory, she didn't sleep until late at night after she finished refining 10 more weapons.

The next morning, Jun Mohuang asked Feng Yunqi to bring her breakfast to save time.

After breakfast, she opened the trading system to check. The 12 weapons she had handed to the trading center yesterday had all been taken away.

Jun Mohuang continued refining.

To her, it was not a big deal that she handed over 12 ordinary weapons to the trading center yesterday. However, to the students who received these 12 weapons, it was an unexpected surprise.

On a training platform somewhere in the academy, two students were preparing to spar.

Both of them were ninth tier Spiritual realm cultivators, and their strengths were equal.

The difference was that student A's weapon was a four-star short sword while student B's weapon was a five-star long sword.

Below the stage, a large group of students who knew the two of them were watching.

The difference in strength between the two of them was in the contest of weapons. There was no need to look. The student with the four-star short sword would definitely lose.

However, the result was unexpected. After a few exchanges of weapons, student A's four-star short sword actually cut off student B's five-star long sword.

"Wow, where did you buy this four-star short sword? It can even cut a five-star long sword!"

"Exactly. Which refiner's masterpiece is this? This is too awesome!"

Many students who were watching the show immediately surrounded student A and asked.

"That's right. Just who refined it? My long sword was bought at a large amount of Spiritual Value Points, but it was actually cut off!"

Even student B, who had his sword chopped off, looked depressed. He also came over to ask.

Student A was still in a daze. After he regained his senses, he immediately searched through the trading system.

"I… Let me see. Oh, it was refined by a Weapon Refinement Master named Jun Mohuang."

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