Although he was mentally prepared, the two brothers Mo Wentian were still shocked when they heard Xue Qikun's words.
They never dreamed that Zhao Long was really Xue Qikun’s uncle.
Mo Wenjian shouted loudly: How is this possible? He is the sixth level of the sword king. Wait for the sixth level of the sword king, you have broken through to the sixth level of the sword king.
The following sentence is obviously said to Zhao Long. I was so excited about Zhao Long's identity before.
He didn't notice his strength. At this Hai Mowen Jian, he remembered that Zhao Long had already broken through the sixth level of the sword king.
He remembered that just a while ago, Zhao Long was just the second level of the Daojun.
Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. I must have read it wrong. Mo Wenjian kept praying in his heart.
But like Mo Wentian, he looked at it several times, and Zhao Long was still the Sixth Level of Daojun.
Not to mention these outsiders, even Zhao Long himself would never believe that such a thing would happen if he had happened before.
But now the facts are right in front of him, and he can't help but believe it.
Why did I break through to the sixth level of the Daojun? Are you very unhappy?
Perhaps because Mo Wenjian is the dean of the Imperial Academy, Zhao Long always has some grudges towards him.
Why isn't Mo Wenjian the same? After all, he is a master of the Sword Sect and his mind is not as strong as ordinary.
After a brief loss of consciousness, he came back to his senses and smiled disdainfully: No wonder you can defeat the fifth level of the sword king.
But even so, you are definitely not Wei Yue's opponent.
Zhao Long was quite surprised to win the fifth heaven of the sword king, but he soon understood that the dean thought that he had already made a breakthrough before defeating Uncle Fu.
Zhao Long smiled indifferently. He would not tell the truth. Since they wanted to think so, just think so.
What really made him care about was Wei Yue in Mo Wenjian's mouth. Could it be that this person is the youngest sword king in the legend of the Imperial Academy?
Who is Wei Yue?
Hearing Zhao Long's question, Mo Wenjian curled his lips disdainfully: Wei Yue is the most outstanding student in our Imperial Academy in history.
He is not comparable to those ordinary garbage knife kings. With your current strength, it is too early to defeat him!
Sure enough, I guessed right, Wei Yue was the Knife King, the student at the Imperial Academy.
However, before breaking through, he was able to defeat a sword master with the strength of the second level of the sword king.
Although he has a certain amount of luck, his strength is also very strong.
He really wanted to know, with his current cultivation level of the Sixth Heaven of the Daojun, he could defeat a powerful sword king?
It’s too early to say how you win or lose. I’m looking forward to the final battle in more than a month.
Zhao Long smiled confidently and hoped that you would not lose by then.
Humph, it is impossible for us to lose. Mo Wenjian was angry with Zhao Long's words, and he clearly looked down on their Imperial Academy.
However, Mo Wenjian suddenly remembered something, patted his head and said: By the way, the final battle in more than a month will be postponed for three months.
The extension is delayed, why should it be delayed? Now it was not only Zhao Long, but also Xue Qikun and others who came together.
You should know that the decisive battle between Zhao Long and the Imperial Academy has long been spread throughout the Qin State.
Especially the two battles after Zhao Long came to the imperial capital, many people saw his powerful strength.
Many people who were not optimistic about him had begun to hold on to the sea, Zhao Long, in other words, became his fans.
Everyone was looking forward to this decisive battle, even Zhao Long himself was the same. But he didn't expect that Mo Wenjian would actually say that he would postpone it.
In order to please Zhao Long, Zhuge Qingtian deliberately said sarcastically: Maybe it’s because they are afraid. It will take several more months to think about how to lose less miserably.
Zhuge Qingtian. What do you mean? Mo Wenjian was furious when he heard this.
Zhuge Qingtian smiled with a yin and sunny smile: What's the point, you can understand it yourself.
You, Mo Wenjian, have always been furious. When you heard Zhuge Qingtian's words, you couldn't help it and immediately started to take action.
Many experts present wrinkled slightly.
Mo Wentian was no exception. Seeing that Mo Wenjian was about to take action, he hurriedly walked forward and grabbed the stormy Mo Wenjian.
Then he smiled at Zhao Long and others and said: Actually, it's not like that.
It was because of the postponement of the weapon refining competition that caused the final battle and the time of the weapon refining competition.
The weapon refining competition is postponed. President Yang, do you know?
Zhao Long turned his head to look at Yang Tao. He was preparing to participate in this weapon refining competition. He was naturally very concerned about the time of the competition.
Yang Tao shook his head in a daze: I don’t know, I haven’t heard of Yanming.
Mo Wentian saw the badge of the five-patterned weapon refiner on Yang Tao's chest at a glance, and understood that the powerful sword emperor in front of him was a fifth-level weapon refiner.
Although he didn't understand how this fifth-level weapon refiner got together with a group of people from Zhao Longye's family.
But he still said frankly: That's right. Just recently, we received news from the Imperial Capital Artifact Refiner Guild.
Speaking of this weapon refining competition, the weapon refining will always be held across the continent.
Zhao Long, who was on the continent, was shocked. No one of the people present knew better than him.
Even a strong man at the level of the Sword God cannot fly from one end of the Sword Continent to the other end within a month.
Qin State is located on the eastern edge of the Knife Continent, so it can be considered relatively remote.
This is very inconvenient for weapon refiners in many countries.
Zhao Long suddenly realized that no wonder the weapon refining competition was postponed. If it was not postponed, ordinary people would not be able to get there at all.
What's more, many masters and hermits do not usually appear on the Knife Continent.
Who knows if there will be many weapon refining experts in this weapon refining competition?
But think about it, he didn't participate in the weapon refining competition to get a ranking.
It’s mainly to train your sword knowledge. It doesn’t matter if you can’t get a ranking.
So that's the case. I don't know when the weapon refining competition will be held and Zhao Long asked.
Mo Wen said with a rushing sword energy: In two months, why do you ask this? You shouldn’t want to participate in the weapon refining competition as well.
Let me tell you, this weapon refining competition is for weapon refiners to participate.
Don’t think that you can participate in the weapon refining competition if you practice a little faster.
Without the badges issued by the Artifact Refiner Guild, even the masters of the Knife Sect cannot participate.
Are you talking about this badge? After Zhao Long came back, he put the badge of the weapon refiner and put it in the storage ring. He thought it was inconvenient to keep carrying it.
The four sword masters who didn't know the identity of Zhao Long's weapon refiner were shocked when they saw this badge.
Mo Wenjian blurted out: You actually have the badge of weapon refiner!
Why, can't I have it? Zhao Long asked disdainfully.
Mo Wenjian was almost angry with this sentence and vomited blood. He was also a fire-type sword master.
When he was young, he wanted to try to become a weapon refiner, but his qualifications failed and he eventually failed.
But what I didn't expect now was that Zhao Long, the young man who annoyed him the most, would have been so terrifying, but he still became his most enviable profession, a weapon refiner, which made him calm down.
Although Zhao Long didn't know what Mo Wenjian was thinking, he knew that his heart must be uneasy when he saw his expression.
He said deliberately: I originally wanted to test the second-level weapon refiner, but Luo Tian said that as long as the first-level weapon refiner's badge is enough to participate in the competition, so I was too lazy to take the exam.
Anyway, there is no difference between the first-level weapon refiner badge and the second-level weapon refiner badge.
You, Mo Wenjian was speechless by Zhao Long's words. What made him most angry was that Luo Tian was one of the two sixth-level weapon refiners in the Sangma Empire. Even he was hard to see him normally, but he could see him casually.
Mo Wentian glanced at Mo Wenjian, whose chest was constantly rising and falling, grabbed his hand, coughed and said: We have been out today for a long time, it’s time to go back. Brother Ye, say goodbye.
After saying that, he pulled Mo Wenjian and left.
Everyone looked at each other, and everyone could see that Mo Wen Jian was on the verge of explosion.
Although the state of mind of a master of the second level of the Sword Sect is not as unscathed as Gu Bo, it is definitely considered calm and composed.
Zhao Long made Mo Wen Jian so angry with him in a few words. From this, you can imagine how angry Zhao Long was.
Mo Wentian and Mo Wenjian left, and Shangguan Hui smiled embarrassedly: Since they are leaving.
Then I will not stay anymore. Brother Zhao Long, if you have the chance in the future, welcome to visit our Shangguan family.
Zhao Long must have returned the favor with a smile. He always felt that Shangguan Hui was very strange, but he couldn't say anything strange.
In short, it feels different from what Ye Mulan and Zhuge Qingtian give him.
Shangguan Hui was gone, and Zhuge Qingtian was embarrassed to stay again. He looked at Zhao Long with a flattering look: Our Zhuge family welcomes Brother Zhao Long as a guest at any time.
Go when you have time and go when you have time. Zhao Long simply made a polite decision.
After receiving Zhao Long's reply, Zhuge Qingtian left with satisfaction.
I looked at the rest of the people and felt the richness of the vitality in the air.
Although it is not as terrifying as before, it is still much higher than usual.
I don’t think the energy here will dissipate so quickly. You all take this opportunity to practice.
After Zhao Long finished speaking, he planned to return to the room.
Xue Qikun suddenly asked: Uncle Master. What are you planning to do and continue practicing?
No, I just made a breakthrough and continuing to practice will not have much effect.
It’s better to take advantage of the delay of the weapon refining competition and study it carefully.
Although I don’t expect to win the championship, I can’t be eliminated from the beginning. Zhao Long smiled and turned back to the room.
Seeing this makes Xue Qikun and others admire: they are worthy of being the uncle, and they are much more diligent than ordinary people.
Okay, let’s all start practicing. Don’t waste the energy here.
Everyone was already impatient. The richness of energy here made them, the sword emperors and the masters of the sword sect, extremely moved.
If they hadn't been worried about the safety of vital energy and the problems of outsiders just now, they would have started practicing long ago.