As soon as these words came out, it seemed that the air inside the room was condensed. Chu Yunyi raised her face, and the expression on her face was shaking.

"...Resurrection match?" Her tone trembled in an instant, "That is, I still have a chance?"

"Yes, anyway, people in the freshmen have been shouting that they didn't play enough every day, so the school simply reopened the game and included all the eliminated people who are willing to participate, with the number of people in the past four hundred."

Cong Yuandao: "The resurrection competition will start tomorrow. This time, more than 400 people will grab a place. After the competition is over, it will probably be almost the official competition."

Four hundred people, grab a place...

Chu Yunyi's heart skipped a beat. What he said just now was like a bright future for her, but now she undoubtedly poured a basin of cold water on her head.

Although the opponents were all eliminated in the sixty-five extra places this time, the promotion rate was 400 to 1...

In the last game, she was in the first round and still lost at a considerable disadvantage. Even if the whole weight is equal to one time now... how many opportunities can she have?

"I think you have good power now. If you have good spiritual weapons to help you, the probability of winning should be quite high." Cong Yuan said, "Don't you consider it?"

Chu Yunyi shook her head: "But...even if I have the ability to shoot out spiritual weapons now, there is no time to refine them."

"It's too late?" Cong Yuan said in confusion and pointed to the side, "That thing...isn't it the spiritual weapon you made?"

Chu Yunyi was also stunned when he said this. When he saw that he was pointing at the giant hammer leaning against the corner of the wall.

"Uh...this isn't..."

Chu Yunyi was stuck in her throat as she said halfway through her voice. She stared at the hammer and her eyes gradually widened.

——The casting hammer, which is more than half a human tall, is vaguely fluctuating spiritual power at this time.

She suddenly shuddered and remembered Baili Yu's words at that time: "The refiners use blood as their guide, spirit as their tempering, and force as their casting."

With blood as the guide. In the past half month, she had been grinding her hands with blood all over the hammer. The blood was applied to the hammer and was completely absorbed by the spiritual metal.

Using spirit as a temper. When forging, the first thing she had to do was to inject spiritual power into the giant hammer so that it could be fully collected in the body of the instrument before it could be swept out.

It is made with force. Needless to say, while forging this spiritual material, the spiritual punch itself is also being hit backward again and again.

When I first handed it to her, the hammer was still a newly cast and without any special vulgar thing. But now, in a month of tempering, it has become a real spiritual weapon. It is a natal spiritual weapon nourished by her blood and spiritual power.

It’s just that what she refined based on her own will belongs only to herself and has nothing to do with anyone.

"Is this what Teacher Wei intends..."

Under Cong Yuan's gaze, she squeezed the hammer tightly, bent down and smiled involuntarily, almost burst into tears.

This is...too inelegant.

......

A few days later, Mingxin’s Daotai was in the Immortal Games qualifiers and resurrection competition.

"In the next game, Li Yuanxiao will fight...Chu Yunyi."

With one sentence, the contestants entered the stadium, and the students standing by the stands turned their eyes to the entrance and stared at the figure who slowly walked into the stadium.

She was still wearing the same Taoist uniform as she did in the first game, with long hair tied up. But at this time, the slightly thin back was no longer a unified spiritual sword, but a hammer more than half a person tall.

"This is..."

A few viewers showed a look of surprise, and even the tall boy standing opposite him as an opponent could not help but look at him. After all, this scene was a bit inconsistent in his eyes.

But then, they saw the girl on the field bent down slightly and took the giant hammer from behind that which was somewhat inconsistent with her body. She held it in her hands as if she was lightly lifted, her eyes were clear.

"The competition begins."

Chu Yunyi took a deep breath, and Haoran's spiritual power began to gather on the hammer, as if he had placed it in a stove, and the scorching aura was emitted around him.

Then she bent down and gathered a condensed wind around her. The wind blew the collar and hair, as if the air had become heavier, and an amazing sense of power spread on the stage.

"Damn! What is this?"

"I watched her preliminary round a month ago. Isn't that like that?"

"This hammer seems familiar... Is this carried directly from the utility room? Is this thing really good?"

The screams came one after another, all of them were suspicious. But the next moment, they saw the hammer condensed with spiritual power raised over their heads, and the moment they waved it, it brought a roar like a wild flow!

As Chu Yunyi twisted his waist and kicked the ground, the whistle passed through the air, with a powerful aura and a little explosive force falling, and was about to hit the opponent who was rushing towards him!

Bang!!

The wind burst out, the stone steps shattered, and countless fragments surrounded the strong wind. The slender figure fell to the ground, and the lower plate was still as stable as when forged. On the contrary, the tall and big opponent on the opposite side took more than three or four steps. It took him a long time to stabilize his steps and raise his eyes, but he saw that the giant hammer was raised again and smashed again!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Dang—

Under the gaze of many eyes, the giant hammer smashed down with continuous gravity and amazing momentum. Each move was similar, and there was no even any skills or tactics. She just stood there facing the opponent's attack, and then waved the spiritual weapon in her hand again and again.

If you can't break the attack, you will hammer, smash, and hit again. During the swing, everything that approached her was shattered, and the last thing that broke was the spiritual power that was shrouded outside - the final hammer was smashed, and the opponent could not hold on. The body-protecting spiritual power was completely broken. After staggering, he fell to the ground, and gasped for a long time and could not stand up again.

Amid everyone's shocked eyes, the girl put away the giant hammer in her hand and stood quietly in the center of the field.

"Chu Yunyi won in this game."

......

"Chu Yunyi won in this game."

"Chu Yunyi won in this game."

Half a month passed quickly, and the figures in the refining room still appeared as usual, but there was also a name noticed on the field.

The name quickly spread on public versions such as "Kunlun Magpie Bridge", "Kunlun Pet Friends", etc., and news such as "Schoolmate Chu Yunyi who swung a sledgehammer on the field today" and "Seeking advice: Where did Miss Chu Yunyi learn how to play in the resurrection arena today?" is emerging one after another.

Until half a month later, a final list of the qualifiers was posted on the notice board and displayed to the whole school.

Among the large part of the list are 65 freshmen represented by Han Jiangchen, the top spot. They will represent the first year of Kunlun University and appear in the official external competition field soon.

And at the bottom of this list, the name written is: Chu Yunyi.
Chapter completed!