Chapter 51: Fifty-three

Chapter 51 and Chapter 53: Xiaobi (recommendation ticket required~)
October 29th early morning
"Oh, baby, tell Ma Ma, how did you subdue Fang Han with one move." Xu Shuhui took Tang Luo's hand and refused to let him go.
I don't know what the pinnacle of extinction had told his mother. Tang Luo only felt that the eyes of his mother looking at him this morning were extremely proud and hot, as if the big fat pigs he raised had finally gone out to pick up cabbage.
From breakfast, I took him to ask questions, mainly around the battle with Fang Han on the river bank.
But my mother, you are a master of the Transcendence Realm, you are so curious about a mortal realm with one move, right?
And Xiao Zhengtai was always the one who favored the most. Hearing that Tang Luo Xiu was completely lost but strong, she immediately took his other hand and begged.
"Brother, help me teach Tang Zhen, they are too bullying." Xiaozheng was too annoyed. My brother is a peerless arrogant who can play a combined attack on his own. I want my brother to kill you.
Xiao Zhengtai stared at Tang Luo expectantly with unrealistic fantasies, and then was severely rejected.
"I'd better give you armor, since you are so afraid of pain."
Exciting generals can always ignite Xiao Zhengtai's desire for victory and dignity for the first time. He immediately said that brother, you will see how I defeated the three tigresses one by one.
"I'm going to the pavilion, and I won't come back for lunch." Tang Luo finally broke free of his mother's hand, greeted him and slipped out.
In fact, Xingchen Pavilion was looked after by Huaji and Tu Tong, and Tang Luo had nothing to do, but in view of his mother's sticky attitude, he decided to go out for a while.
October 30
Two difficult days finally passed, and it was time to send Xiao Zhengtai back to the martial arts hall.
"Brother, are you really going to accompany me to defeat them?" Xiao Zhengtai took Tang Luo to express his dismay.
Tang Luo shook slightly to shake off Xiao Zhengtai's hand, and walked towards the smelting room without looking back.
Tang Luo said he didn't know the younger brother who could not be beaten by a girl of the same age.
"Master Tang, the fifty standard black copper armors you want have been built. See when the goods will be delivered." Gongye Sibo's face was dark with a big beard, and he smiled flatly at Tang Luo with a big white tooth.
The respect of the masters of the smelting room is certainly not because of Tang Luo's outstandingness, but only because of the amount of money.
After all, this order from Tang Luo is already the largest order for Wutang Smelting House this year.
Because they only serve the Tang family, although the masters in the smelting room are highly skilled, most of the work they usually take is yellow armor repair, and the charging of the spirit soldiers, such as oil and water, and high technical requirements, if they don’t do well. Have to pay.
The black copper armor is different. Not only is the crafting process of this kind of armor familiar to every master, but more importantly, there will be no flaws in the creation of such armor. It is just time-consuming and requires more for the end of the year. For the craftsmen who have spent the fat years, such an order is no less than the nectar of heaven, so the masters in the smelting room all regarded Tang Luo as a little of wealth.
Although the black copper armor is only a mortal armor, it does not mean that its casting process is simple.
The standard black copper armor is composed of ten parts: helmet, item protection, chest protection, shoulder protection, arm protection, wrist protection, battle skirt, and battle boots. The copper armor is lined with 100 steel sheets. A pair of full body armor weighs four hundred kilograms, and when fully equipped, it is not a mortal-level killer move that can hurt it.
The sword is inaccessible, and the two layers of protection can effectively relieve the strength, and the protection effect on the sharp energy and long-range strength is amazing. It can be described as the standard configuration of the clan warrior.
Of course, this clan warrior refers to those who have little wealth. After all, such a full-body armor, if you sell it outside, it won’t be less than 100,000 gold, if it’s not because Tang Luo is a child of his own family, he also gave a training Seriously, the cost of these fifty sets of armor could make Tang Luo lose most of his wealth.
But looking at the fifty cold armors in front of him, he felt that the money was not in vain and he was very satisfied.
"The armor seals the box and waits for Xiaobi to send it to the No. 7 training ground."
Xiaobi starts at the beginning of November every year, so at this time, the Tang family’s martial arts hall becomes extraordinarily lively. The Tang family’s lineage has multiplied in Xiling for more than 30 generations, and hundreds of children have left the Lifu. And the annual Xiaobi is when these self-reliant clan children select talents.
The training ground Xiaobi adopts small teams to compete in rounds. Each team sends three students to play against each other in the other training ground in the order of one, two and three.
One player wins in a row, and when one team loses all three, it is the winner and advancement, and the loser is determined by the winner of the loser group.
This kind of game is simple and rude. The eight training grounds only need one day to end all the battles. At the end of the first round, the four training grounds eliminated will have to decide five to eight.
The training ground on the 7th is the first round of disastrous defeat every year, followed by the second consecutive defeat of the loser group, bottoming out for five consecutive years.
I thought I could raise my eyebrows today. Because of Fang Han’s existence, there are at least two mortal peaks in the training ground. Who would have imagined that one of the mortal peaks actually defected on the eve of Xiaobi, and he really saw a ghost, look. This time, Xiaobi, the training ground on the 7th is going to explode again.
However, Tang Luo believed that as long as the students in the training ground performed normally, as long as the offspring of those branches were not blind, the students in the training ground would have a good future.
Tang Luo proudly went to draw lots.
At the beginning of November, the originally cold training ground No. 1 became very lively, because it was the time of the annual training ground Xiaobi.
The originally empty training ground was surrounded by layers of high chairs. In the center of the training ground were placed one, three, and four arenas, and all the students from the eight training grounds gathered in the No. 1 training ground.
With the addition of several hundred branch line patriarchs, the large training ground No. 1 became crowded and very lively.
"Don't be nervous, you know." Tang Luo looked at the two students who were trembling with one head taller in front of him, and exhorted him.
Because the talents in the No. 7 training ground are really scarce, the pioneers are Pang Yan, Bao Zuo, and Zhan Ping.
Except that Pang Yan seemed very calm because he had participated in the martial arts competition, Bao Zuo and Zhan Ping seemed to be frightened by the big scene in front of them, and they cowered.
"Tang Jiaoxi, I'm nervous." Zhan Ping murmured.
"Yeah, Tang Jiaxue, the opposite is the No. 2 Cultivation Field." Bao Zuo also echoed, looking at Tang Luo, there was a trace of despair in his eyes, as if the mortal armor had grown wings and flew away.
Whatever you look at, do you think I want to be drawn to the second training ground.
Looking at Bao Zuo's eyes, Tang Luo was not angry. He really saw a ghost. The worst lottery in the seven training grounds could be drawn by himself. It seems that he is really lucky. Of fatal injuries.
There are nine training grounds in Wutang. If the first training ground only trains the children of the Tang clan, then the second training ground is second only to the first training ground.
Because the students gathered here are all descendants of clan warriors.
With the accumulation of the Tang family for hundreds of years, most of the warriors who accompanied the young masters to fight the rivers and mountains later had a good home.
With the industry and future generations, these warriors certainly hope that their children can be better than themselves, and they jointly petitioned and built the No. 2 training ground.
The training standard of No. 2 Training Ground is second only to No. 1 Training Ground. The 11-year-old youngsters who cannot build a foundation will not accept all of them.
Because the requirements are different, the results will be completely different.
The number of mortal realm peaks in the cultivation field No. 2 can basically reach the sum of the other seven cultivation fields, and occasionally there are eighteen or nine-year-old mortal warriors.
The No. 2 training ground can be described as Xiaobi’s death lottery. If Fang Han is still there, Tang Luo would not be afraid of the No. 2 training ground, but now Fang Han is gone, and the No. 7 and No. 2 fights are really cold.
If you get into the loser's group in the first round and run to the next ring in a dingy manner, how can this be done?
(End of this chapter)