Lin Fan With Strongest System
Chapter 27's

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'Ding ... found the material “fine iron” can be made which is produced from the Great Yan Dynasty. '

Lin Fan weighed it in his hands. Its weight was quite heavy, but this amount of metal alone was not enough to forge weapons for normal blacksmiths. But this was not a problem for Lin Fan, who had a system, so this part alone was enough to forge a middle-class weapon.

According to common sense, no matter how expert the blacksmith was, it was still impossible to forge a middle-tier weapon from ordinary iron. But to Lin Fan, the blacksmith profession clearly had a kind of buff that allowed him to increase the level of weapons.

Lin Fan threw a piece of iron into the furnace.

'Ding .. congratulations on low-rise sword craft, advanced blacksmith experience + 100. '

'Ding .. congratulations on low-rise dagger craft, advanced blacksmith experience + 100. '

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Currently, middle-tier weapons were useless to him, but in the outer sect, low-tier weapons were used the most. If he could exchange them for sufficient circulation pills, he would be able to level up and then enter the inner sect to wreak havoc.

'Ding .. congratulations on the improvement of the profession, advanced second-rate blacksmith. '

As Lin Fan repeated this action, he heard the notification by chance when the fine iron was completely exhausted. Now, inside his bag, there was a total of forty lower-tier weapons. As long as nothing untoward happened and he sold all these weapons, he would definitely level up.

Tap, tap …

At this moment a knock was heard at the door.

"Senior brother Yin, what's wrong?" Lin Fan smiled and asked. In the outer sect, those he knew were only senior brother Yin and elder brother Ni.

'' Junior brother Lin, today the inner sect disciples held a competition in the outer sect. Do you want to go watch? "Yin Mo Chen said with a bit of excitement. "Rival?" Lin Fan froze, "senior brother Yin, why are the inner sect disciples holding their competition in the outer sect, not the inner sect?"

“This is the old tradition of this sect. The intent of asking the sect disciples in holding their competition here is to give us the outer sect disciples some motivation, and secondly, to hold their competition here, it allows us outer sect disciples to consult with inner sect disciples for any problems we encounter during training after the competition is over. "Yin Mo Chen said.

Lin Fan nodded, it seemed like this was similar to the school that invited the upperclassmen that were accepted into Tsinghua back to encourage the underclassmen and motivate them to also aim at entering Tsinghua University.

However, even though Lin Fan wasn't really interested, he wanted to go and see the cultivation base of the inner sect disciples.

"OK, senior brother let's go," said Lin Fan.

"All right, let's hurry. Otherwise, there would be no room left to stand. '' Yin Mo Chen quickly said.

Every year, the outer sect disciples would be the most excited at the moment because their problems could then be resolved by the inner sect disciples. By the time Lin Fan and senior brother Yin arrived, the place was already filled with people. In front was a square-shaped battle stage made of light-colored bricks stacked neatly, and dragon pillars were placed at every corner of the stage, making it seem extremely mighty.

"Young brother, let's go there. The number of people is getting smaller. "" Yin Mo Chen looked left and right and finally saw the area on the other side with fewer people. If they continued to stand here, they would not be able to see the stage. This was a once in a year opportunity where they could watch the match between the inner sect disciples. If they miss it, they can only wait until next year.

Just when Lin Fan and Yin Mo Chen found their place, people finally went up to the stage. A group of brightly robed men and women came surging from the sky as if they were celestial. When these inner sect disciples landed, the cheers of the surrounding outer sect disciples became even more intense.

A group of inner sect disciples attracted the attention of thousands like popular celebrities and indulged the cheers of others. Lin Fan glanced at the group of inner sect disciples on the stage and carefully compared them.

The fourth level postcelestial.

The postcelestial eighth level.

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The ninth level postcelestial.

Among the group of inner sect disciples, who had the highest cultivation base was only at the second level of perikelestial. Compared to Meng Yangquan, they were still far away. The inner sect disciples of the second level pericelestial were likely the ones responsible for this event. After saying a few words to the others around him, he then led them forward to the high podium. Lin Fan observed the second level inner sect disciples pericelestial and could feel a strong convergence of energies around his body.

"Start the competition ..." At this moment, someone sitting on the upper stone chair spoke. Although the voice was not loud, it was like thunder and shocked the outer sect disciples surrounding it, causing them to pale.

"Very strong ..." Lin Fan was surprised, it seemed like he couldn't underestimate them. Precelestial and postcelestial already exist in two completely different fields so the difference between postcelestial and pericelestial would be like heaven and earth.

Then the two inner sect disciples floated onto the stage, facing each other and placing their hands over their fists. These two inner sect disciples were postcelestial level seven, and although their energies were not as strong as second level perikelestial, they still gave Lin Fan a sense of danger.

"started. "An inner sect disciple sitting on top spoke as if he was an emperor controlling his subordinates, his every word filled with dignity making everyone unable to resist.

'explosion!'

At this moment a rumbling sound crossed heaven and earth. The two disciples quickly raised the sword on their backs, the sword shone brightly as they gleamed with light.

"Strong, they're too strong. '' Yin Mo Chen's eyes shone brightly as he looked at the two disciples on the stage. “So this is postcelestial. ”

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Lin Fan watched the two inner sect disciples competing fiercely on stage, his heart pounding, 'Badas*, this is really badas *. So this is martial arts. It seems like I need to go to the hidden library and borrow some manuals and research them closely. It's very elegant, very glamorous. '

"Young brother, did you see this? This was what the inner sect disciples did, so powerful! I don't know when I can be like them. "Yin Mo Chen watched with envy, not knowing what to say.

"Soon, immediately .." Lin Fan watched unshakably, his heart was also slightly excited. “Hah, junior brother, I know that it might be impossible for me to reach the sect in this life. '' Yin Mo Chen said regretfully.

Lin Fan rolled his eyes, he wanted to tell his senior brother that he was actually talking about himself. But after seeing senior brother Yin lacking in confidence, Lin Fan felt he needed to enlighten her well. When the two inner sect disciples finished their match, the outer sect disciples surrounding them cheered even louder than before.

“Next is the guide segment. Anyone want to compete a little with these two seniors? Of course there will be no casualties. "" said the inner sect disciple in the second level pericelestial seated.

At this moment, the surrounding disciples started whispering to each other. This segment was very interesting, and many outer sect disciples wanted to participate but were too embarrassed. They were afraid that their cultivation base was too low and would not attract their senior's attention, and so would be judged badly by them.

It really happened before in the past. There was one disciple who decided to participate in the guidance segment but was then evaluated as worthless by the senior brother he was fighting against. After that, because his mind was not strong enough, he was unable to get up and leave.

Right now, Lin Fan, who was in the audience, became elated. Ride into the spar and there are no casualties! Moreover, if he managed to steal the peaches, then he would gain a lot of time.

"I ... I will do it ..." At this moment, Lin Fan raised his hand without thinking.

"Yin Mo Chen's junior brother .." Yin Mo Chen froze and looked at Lin Fan in disbelief.