After half a day of repair, Zhao Long felt that his left arm had basically recovered. The injured area still felt a little sore.
But it shouldn't have much impact on today's second round.
As for his right arm, he can't move at all now. Under the strong request of Xiu'er and Xiaoxue, Zhao Long's right arm was even wrapped with a bandage and hung on his chest.
According to what they said, things would get better faster this way.
Helpless, in order to recover in the shortest time and not to hurt the hearts of the two girls, Zhao Long did as they asked.
It's just that he looks like a completely disabled person now.
Okay, the game time is coming soon, let's go to the Imperial College as soon as possible.
If you feel pain during the game, just give up immediately.
Anyway, the weapon refining competition is more than just this one. Xiaoxue said with concern.
Zhao Long nodded and said: Okay, okay, I understand.
Later, Zhao Long, his two daughters, Zhu Tianhao, Ye Chen and others went to Imperial College again.
Compared with yesterday, the Imperial College today is undoubtedly much more lively.
Not only were the weapon refiners and Imperial Academy students who traveled thousands of miles to participate in the competition, there were also many citizens of the Imperial Capital who came to visit.
There are huge crowds of people, and there is a lively scene everywhere.
Wow, there are so many people, it seems that today’s competition will be open to the public.
Zhao Long looked at the many citizens of the imperial capital and couldn't help but asked in surprise.
Ye Chen glanced around, nodded and said: It seems so.
But, brother Zhao Long, is this really okay for you? Don’t forget that you have a duel with the Imperial Academy in a month.
It is better to recover from the injury on the arm now to avoid increasing the burden on the arm and slowing down the recovery.
Don't worry, I will definitely have no problem. Zhao Long smiled confidently.
Just when everyone was worried about Zhao Long, a very discordant sound suddenly came over.
Oh, isn't this Zhao Long who had a very relaxed first round yesterday? Why did he become disabled after not seeing you for a day?
Everyone turned around and saw a third-level weapon refiner standing in front of Zhao Long, with a look of disdain on his face.
When Xiuer heard this, she became angry. She stood up and said loudly: What are you talking about? You were defeated by Zhao Long yesterday.
If Zhao Long hadn't reminded you, you might have been eliminated.
This third-level weapon refiner is the same one who left in a very depressed manner yesterday after being attacked by Zhao Long.
He was preparing to participate in the competition today. Unexpectedly, he met Zhao Long on the road. To his surprise, Zhao Long's right arm was wrapped with a bandage and seemed to be injured.
When he thought of the humiliation Zhao Long had done to him yesterday, the anger in his heart kept rising.
He immediately stepped forward and ridiculed him. Unexpectedly, before Zhao Long could speak, Xiuer next to him jumped out.
The weapon refiners and Imperial Academy students passing by all noticed the dispute.
To their surprise, the party involved in the dispute was Zhao Long, who was beaten yesterday by the sixth-level weapon refiner Jin Wang sent by the weapon refiner association, who was unable to fight back.
The other party was only a third-level weapon refiner. Everyone speculated as to why Zhao Long was so cheap that he actually competed with a small third-level weapon refiner.
Although these words were not loud, everyone present was not a weakling, and they were passed word by word into the ears of this third-level weapon refiner.
This made him extremely angry. After being severely beaten by Zhao Long yesterday, he went back to his room to rest.
Naturally, he didn't notice what happened between Zhao Long and Jin Wang in Imperial College.
All he knew was that the young man in front of him had brought him great humiliation.
Being arrogant by nature, he didn't even bother to quarrel with Xiu'er or the bystanders, otherwise he would lose his identity.
Zhao Long, I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you only hide behind women.
I think you are going to be eliminated and go home today, the man said sarcastically.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Tianhao immediately wanted to rush out to teach this arrogant weapon refiner, but was stopped by Zhao Long.
Why can't I do it myself, so I have to rely on others to beat me? It turns out that you are only at this level. The man's eyes became even more contemptuous and disdainful.
Everyone onlookers couldn't help but shook their heads. Although they didn't know the identity of the third-level weapon refiner in front of them, he definitely couldn't be bigger than Jinwang!
With a background like yesterday's Jinwang, Zhao Long taught him to have a bad temper. Everyone speculated that this third-level weapon refiner was going to be unlucky.
However, Zhao Long did not let the masters behind him jump out to teach this arrogant third-level weapon refiner as everyone imagined.
Instead, he took a few steps forward and said coldly: I don't need to hide behind women, and I won't be eliminated today.
It’s a joke, don’t think it’s a big deal if you purify it faster.
Let me tell you, real weapon refining is not as simple as you think.
It was purely a coincidence that you, a first-level weapon refiner, passed the test yesterday. Today is very sad.
What's more, you have injured a hand now, how can you compare with me, a third-level weapon refiner? The man's tone became even more arrogant.
Zhao Long narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressed the angry people behind him, chuckled and said: Don't think that you are a third-level weapon refiner, I tell you, even if I only have one hand, I can still advance.
If you really have to advance, I will crawl under your crotch.
Men's History simply didn't believe that Zhao Long, a first-level weapon refiner, could pass today's second round despite losing a hand.
Well, this is what you said. If I lose to you, I will crawl under your crotch. Zhao Long also made a promise.
Zhu Tianhao and others behind him wanted to stop him, but Zhao Long didn't give them this chance.
Then it's settled, I'm looking forward to you getting under my crotch. The man sneered and left.
The surrounding spectators were greatly surprised. Many people already knew Zhao Long, and they all knew that his personal fighting power and the power behind him were very powerful.
But what everyone is confused about is why Zhao Long doesn't directly teach this arrogant third-level weapon refiner?
After all, Zhao Long is only a first-level weapon refiner, but it is too difficult to be on par with a third-level weapon refiner in terms of weapon refinement. Everyone expressed great concern about this matter.
There are even many good people who have set up a handicap for this purpose.
This made Zhao Long a little bit dumbfounded. Xiu'er and Xiaoxue behind him immediately gathered around and scolded: Zhao Long, you were too reckless just now.
After all, he is a third-level weapon refiner. How can you fight with him now that you have injured one of your hands?
Do you just not believe me? Just watch, I will definitely win against this guy.
With that said, Zhao Long ignored the people behind him and headed towards the competition venue.
Everyone was surprised, and then they thought that Zhao Long still wore the badge of a first-level weapon refiner on his chest.
But his true level of weapon refining is already infinitely close to that of a third-level weapon refining master.
Coupled with the assistance of the Heart Refining Method, although one hand was lost, the impact was not too great. After all, the Heart Refining Method relied most on the sword consciousness, not the hand.
Thinking of this, everyone felt a little relieved. Zhao Longhui's confidence was not unfounded.
Soon, Zhao Long's back was about to disappear. Xiu'er said goodbye to everyone and followed immediately. After all, she was going to participate in the second round of today's competition.
As for Xiaoxue, who had been eliminated, she had no choice but to follow Xue Qikun and others to the auditorium.
Looking at Zhao Long's leaving figure, Yang Tao stepped forward and patted Xiaoxue on the shoulder with a smile: Let's go, we will see him soon anyway.
Teacher, do you think he can really win? Xiaoxue is a little worried.
Yang Tao smiled and said: If you were talking about someone else, I might still be suspicious.
But you are talking about Zhao Long, so I have no doubt about the possibility of his victory.
Since the teacher has so much confidence in him, I feel relieved. A smile gradually appeared on Xiaoxue's face.
After Zhao Long and Xiuer entered the competition venue, they were divided into groups based on the number plates they obtained yesterday.
After all, there are many weapon refiners entering the second round, and it is obviously impossible to finish them all in one go.
After yesterday's incident, Zhao Long has become an out-and-out celebrity in Imperial College.
Whether it is the weapon refiners or the students of the Imperial Academy, they all point at Zhao Long when they see him.
What surprised them even more was that Hai Tian's right arm was actually wrapped in gauze.
Seeing Xiu'er next to Zhao Long, many people made evil guesses about whether Hai Tian had done too much work at night and had broken his arm.
These words reached Xiu'er's ears, making her blush with embarrassment and not even dare to raise her eyebrows.
She wanted to know Zhao Long's reaction now. She finally summoned up the courage to look at Zhao Long next to her, but found that Zhao Long's face was expressionless, as if he didn't hear anything at all.
This made Xiuer feel happy and disappointed at the same time.
There were quite a few weapon refiners participating in the second round of the competition. Looking at the hundreds of young weapon refiners in the venue, Zhao Long suddenly sighed.
Only then did Xiu'er come back to her senses, nodded lightly and said: Well, it's indeed quite a lot.
Let's go, that's the registration place, let's go there quickly. Zhao Long glanced at the lobby of the venue.
I found a place where hundreds of people had gathered, and above the hundreds of people there were banners from the registration office.
Zhao Long and Xiu'er walked over and finally registered after a long queue.
According to the elder of the registered Weapon Master Guild, Zhao Long and the others were scheduled for the third competition.
The third game, there is still some time before the start. Zhao Long nodded.
At this moment, the voice of the third-level weapon refiner suddenly came over again: We are really enemies, and we are in the same situation again.
But this is fine, it allows you to appreciate my weapon refining skills up close, and saves you from cheating in the end. After the competition, you can directly get under my crotch.
Xiu'er just wanted to speak, but was blocked by Zhao Long.
Looking at the man opposite, Zhao Long smiled nonchalantly: As long as you don't blame yourself, that's all.
As for me, you don't have to worry at all, one hand is enough to take care of you.