A weapon can only touch and launch such a powerful attack. What a terrifying weapon should it be.

What Zhang Yifeng didn't know at this time was that the blood in his hand was stained on the hilt of the giant sword just now. But strangely, the blood was actually absorbed by the hilt of the giant sword.

This change is very small, and even Zhang Yifeng did not notice it.

In addition to being surprised, Zhang Yifeng walked towards the giant sword that seemed unruly.

Once again, Zhang Yifeng's hand was on the hilt of the giant sword. However, what was surprising was that this time, no black light burst out from the giant sword. The giant sword seemed to have suddenly become docile.

Zhang Yifeng did not dare to relax at all. His spiritual energy flowed wildly, and he could deal with the strange and unpredictable black light at any time.

Suddenly, a joyful and joyful mood surged into Zhang Yifeng's mind.

Zhang Yifeng was shocked because this emotion actually came from the giant sword that had bounced him away twice.

A weapon that can possess emotions is definitely not an ordinary weapon!

clang!

Zhang Yifeng pulled it up, and what shocked him was that the huge giant sword weighing ten thousand pounds was only a thousand pounds at this time. He had never used spiritual energy, but it was quite easy to lift it up.

"How could this happen?" Zhang Yifeng frowned. This giant sword was made of the Red Essence Iron Mother, and also added Xuanzhong Zhengang. He just hoped that this was a heavy weapon. But he didn't expect that the giant sword that was still weighing ten thousand pounds before quenching was reduced by ten times now!

There were many doubts in his heart, but Zhang Yifeng still took him to the rostrum and placed him on the table in front of the judges.

boom!

However, the moment the giant sword was placed on the table, the entire table collapsed!

"What a heavy giant sword, it actually crushed the table." A judge said in shock.

"Can you say that this giant sword has regained its weight?" Zhang Yifeng's heart moved and reached out to pick up the giant sword on the ground again.

What disappointed him was that the weight of the giant sword had not recovered and it still felt very light.

A bitter smile appeared on Zhang Yifeng's face. It seemed that the quality of the table was too poor.

"Please let's watch your giant sword."

One of the oldest forgeators reacted first.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and handed over the giant sword.

But just as the forge's hand was about to touch the giant sword, the black light appeared again. Fortunately, the old forge had been on guard and retreated in time.

"Give me peace of mind!" Zhang Yifeng yelled. He didn't know why he shouted like this, but after he shouted, a feeling of grievance came from the giant sword.

Zhang Yifeng's heart moved. Could it be that this giant sword could understand his words?

But how is this possible? A sword that can have emotions is at least at level eight or above in the Lingyue Continent! Moreover, an eighth-level weapon only has a little blood connection. Only a holy weapon can do a sword that has emotions?

But now, it is absolutely impossible for him to forge a holy weapon.

Zhang Yifeng thought about it, and he tried to say to the giant sword: Be obedient.

The next moment, a peaceful mood suddenly came from the giant sword.

Zhang Yifeng's pupils contracted several times. Sure enough, this sword seemed to be able to understand his mind. Is this emotion or connected with his bloodline? But no matter which one, it was not something he could forge. Even if he claimed to be a genius.

Could it be...

Soul Blood Forging Technique!

Soon, Zhang Yifeng thought of the answer. Perhaps this is the magic of soul blood. The sword did not give birth to a spirit, but Zhang Yifeng gave the sword soul, that is, the man-devouring beast!

"Dear judges, there should be no problem now."

After realizing that the giant sword had calmed down, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.

The old judge nodded, but he didn't dare to hold the giant sword directly, but first touched the dark back of the giant sword with his fingers.

This time, no black light burst out from the giant sword again.

Zhang Yifeng took the initiative to pick up the giant sword and handed it to the old judge. The old judge felt a huge heavy stream coming and could hardly control it, as if the giant sword was about to escape.

boom!

Finally, the sword fell to the ground.

Too heavy!

"What's going on?"

Other judges spoke one after another.

“Too heavy?”

"Heavy?"

"Well, this sword is at least ten thousand pounds."

"What!"

Some younger judges didn't believe it and went forward to raise the sword.

This judge has a strong body and good cultivation. He is a mid-stage master of Wu Kuangren.

However, when he reached out to touch the giant sword, the weight of ten thousand pounds came from the giant sword. He couldn't lift it for a moment.

"drink!"

With a low growl, the judge's internal strength was stirred up, as if he had taken out the strength to take care of his breasts. Otherwise, he would lose face.

Finally, the sword was lifted up by the judges, but as soon as it was lifted up, he put it down. It was too heavy! The sword was really too heavy, and he could only barely lift it up.

boom!

The judges inserted the giant sword to the ground again and invited several other judges to come and give a comment.

For a moment, ten judges surrounded the dark giant sword and commented on their heads.

After some observation, many judges began to shake their heads.

On the forging stage, Qin Kuang, Nan Xin and others were all in their throats. Could it be that the weapons forged by Zhang Yifeng were not favored by the judges?

On the side, a hint of joy finally emerged on Xia Tian and Jiang Chunzhu's faces.

"If you do so many tricks, you will eventually fail." Jiang Chunzhu whispered. If you are not favored by the judges, you will definitely not have a good grade. However, his works are favored by the most respected judges.

After about ten minutes of discussion, the judges told Luo Badao the results.

When Luo Badao heard the result, a hint of shock flashed across his face, but soon returned to normal. He let out a sigh of relief and stood in the middle of the rostrum.

"I believe everyone has been looking forward to this moment for a long time, so I will announce the top three winners now!"

As soon as Luo Badao finished speaking, the ten forgings became a little nervous. Although many of them knew that they would definitely miss the championship, they still had a trace of fantasy in their hearts.

"The third winner is..." Luo Badao deliberately dragged his voice, "Puda!"

A dark man's face suddenly surged with a hint of ecstasy. He originally thought that the top three must have emerged among Xia Tian, ​​Jiang Chunzhu and Zhang Yifeng, but he did not expect that he would win the third place.

Although the third place is not the chance to be Duan Jinghong, he still has a generous reward.

"The second winner is... Summer!"

A faint light of disappointment appeared on Xia Tian's face. He glanced at Jiang Chunzhu and shook his head helplessly. This forging almost did his best, but he still failed to win the championship in the end. Could it be that Jiang Chunzhu's things are better than himself?
Chapter completed!