Just half of the time passed, and the number of Qingyan Taoist temples has begun to crush Tianyue Taoist temples.

"You guys quickly refine it, how do I teach you in normal times?"

Zhu Gaoyang roared off the stage, and asked the ten students on the stage to speed up the refining.

The more this happens, the more mistakes are made. Many students have suffered great psychological pressure and have a vicious cycle of refining one by one and scrapping the other.

On the contrary, no one spoke at Qingyan Taoist Temple. No matter who went to fight, Liu Wuxie just gave a comforting look, without even verbal encouragement.

"Click!"

A long sword was scrapped from the Tianyue Taoist temple.

"Click!"

Another long sword broke directly because the fire was not enough.

Zhu Gaoyang was powerless to curse and could only stand aside and do it in a hurry.

During these three days, Liu Wuxie did not teach Diao Jiuzhi and his friends the advanced weapon refining techniques. He could complete them according to what they had practiced before, and only let them cooperate and refine them repeatedly, that's all.

It is obviously impossible for them to learn advanced weapon refining techniques in three days, as long as they can cooperate and understand well.

If it were other tutors, they would definitely take advantage of the last period of time to pass on what they have learned throughout their lives to the students so that they can achieve good results.

If Liu Wuxie did this, it would undoubtedly be to pull out the seedlings and encourage growth. Not only did it have no effect, it would make them at a loss.

Strategy is often more important than strength.

There was almost nothing left after an hour and a half. Diao Jiuzhi and Ren Fanfan were already filled with weapons, and each handle was shining, without a single piece of waste.

"A bunch of waste, you are all waste!"
Chapter completed!