Chapter 136: Lingyang Stick

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Sututu is a four-genius genius. He is trained as the seventh-order moon, and his combat power is defeated by the second-order warrior.
Kong Huixiu is the ninth level of the moon, but because it is only a second talent, the combat power is the same as that of Su Tutu.
As for Su Tutu and Kong Hui, the stubbornness is weak and weak. The theoretical data can no longer be judged. After all, the fighting strength of both sides is already at the same level.
Only through actual combat can we distinguish between victory and defeat.
According to the ranking of the college competition this time, it is clear that the first place of Sututu has surpassed the second place of Kong Hui.
"Hahaha, okay, okay! This place really reads the right person!" Above the tower, there was a laughter from the mysterious dean.
He always believed that Sututu's talents were in Yunhai, Ye Tian and Shang Guanyu.
But because they joined the Starry Academy at different times, the three of them became saints early on, so they occupied the high ground and began to suppress Sututu constantly.
Especially in the sea of ​​clouds, Sututu was almost out of breath.
Otherwise, Su Tutu's progress over the years will not be satisfactory.
Moreover, Su Tutu even concealed the fourth-order cultivation of the moon, concealed it all the time, and kept working in the genius class with his tail in his hands. The places where he lived were all in tents.
"Hey, thanks to the dean's cultivation, otherwise Tutu would not have achieved today!" Su Tutu smiled humbly.
However, although he tried his best to be modest, he seemed to be proud of how he looked.
"By the dean, I heard that this college comparison, the first place can not only get a prefecture soldier, but also get three chances to enter the Lianhuo cave ..." After being modest, Sututu immediately mentioned Business.
That's right, it's business, at least for him, it's more business than anything.
He will participate in the college competition for the reward.
"Grandma's eyes have long been jealous of the prefecture level soldiers. This time, the little master will also have a play! When the fight fails, he will directly sacrifice the prefecture level soldiers to kill the other party!" Su Tutu muttered in his heart. .
"Do you have a favorite weapon type?" The Dean asked.
"Oh? Can you choose?" Su Tutu heard the words, his eyes were even more radiant, and even Harako almost came out. "A stick, a hammer, or a big knife ... Well, the best is bigger It looks domineering, and most importantly, it can be used to smash people, hahaha ... "
"There is one weapon that meets your requirements!" Said the Mystery Dean, and then from the eighteenth floor to the seventeenth floor.
The seventeenth floor is full of assorted magic weapons.
The lowest ranks are all imperial-level magic soldiers, and even the prefecture-level magic soldiers have more than ten pieces.
The mysterious director passed the imperial-level magic soldier area, and in an instant, came to the area where the prefecture-level magic soldiers were placed, but ... he did not stay in the prefecture-level magic soldiers area, but went to the seventeenth floor to the sixteenth Next to the stairs of the floor.
Place it next to the stairs and pick up the black stick that has been covered with a thick layer of dust.
Because it is covered with dust and because it is black, the naked eye can't tell at a time whether the black stick is a wooden stick or an iron stick, or a stick made of other materials.
After returning to the eighteenth floor, the mysterious dean threw the black stick under the tower.
Rumble ...
Like a meteorite falling to the ground, a large pit of dozens of square meters was directly hit on the ground.
The black stick, which has more than 90% of the part, fell into the ground and the exposed part was just enough to put a hand.
Su Tutu's eyes were full of expectations. The first time he walked to the black stick, he pulled out the black stick with a little force.
"It feels good, what kind of material is it forged? It looks like wood, non-wood, iron, non-iron ..." Su Tutu looked at the black stick seriously.
"Well, why is there no fluctuation in the prefecture-level magic soldier? I remember that Chen Meier's predecessor at that time, the momentum emanating from it, made it difficult for me to get close."
"Isn't every prestige at the prefecture level coercion?"
"Never mind, just try the power!"
Sututu's gaze quickly locked on a huge stone 300 meters away.
The black stick waved violently, and the vacuum was instantly wiped out by a dazzling fire, a powerful shock, and even shook the surrounding people's scalp.
It's just that the black stick itself doesn't have any energy ...
"No, it's not logical ... shouldn't the prefecture-level soldiers bring their own power? Why did they not get excited and go out? Could I be in the wrong position?"
Su Tutu was puzzled, and even changed a pose, and this time, he used all his strength.
Oh ...
Where the black stick passed, a vacuum of a half meter thick flare appeared in the vacuum, and it looked like a fire dragon.
Only this time, the black stick still waved with no energy.
"Master Dean, did you give it wrong? This is simply a broken stick, there is no power at all!" Sututu said, looking at the top of the tower.
"Oh, this is really not a prefecture level soldier." The mysterious Dean's voice chuckled.
"Shit, old guy, do you play a little master? Not a prestige soldier, what do you give to the little master! Don't think that you are the dean and the little dare wouldn't dare to scold you, you are an old man!" Sutu Tu suddenly changed his face, yelled out, and compared a towards the top of the tower.
No wonder Su Tutu will be so hot.
This time in the college comparison, he was almost killed by the stupid Sun Buping.
Had it not been for the critical moment of life and death, breaking through to the seventh level of the moon, he would now be a corpse.
At the risk of his life, he managed to win the first place in the college competition, and actually got such a daddy reward.
The Secret Dean knew the character of Su Tutu long ago, and was not angry. He continued: "The reason why this seat said that the Lingyang stick is not a prefect soldier is because ... its grade cannot be measured at all!"
"On the surface, it is really not as good as the prefecture level soldiers, not even the coercion. But the Lingyang stick can accompany you to the peak of martial arts ... even when you become an innate soul, the Lingyang stick can still serve as Your weapon! "
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Yun Qingyan, watching this scene through God's consciousness, made no comment on the words of the mysterious dean.
"Lingyang stick ... this name fits it!"
"Unexpectedly, there will be soldiers forged from the branches of the sun tree ..."
An accident flashed in Yun Qingyan's eyes.
The sun tree, as the name suggests, is a tree growing in the sun.
With its branches and forged weapons, you can imagine how precious it is ... It is not an exaggeration to say that even in the immortal world, the Lingyang stick belongs to the ranks of treasures.
The special feature of the Lingyang stick is its toughness.
Able to withstand the sun's center, billions of degrees of high temperature without damage, looking at the entire universe, almost nothing can destroy it.