A weapon can unleash an attack that can cause such strong damage just by touching it. What a terrifying weapon this must be.
What Zhang Yifeng didn't know at this time was that the blood on his hand was stained on the hilt of the giant sword. But the strange thing was that the blood was actually absorbed by the hilt of the giant sword.
This change was so small that even Zhang Yifeng didn't notice it.
Surprised, Zhang Yifeng once again walked towards the huge sword that seemed to be unruly.
Once again, Zhang Yifeng's hand grasped 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 was flowing crazily throughout his body, ready to deal with the strange and unpredictable black light at any time.
Suddenly, a cheerful and joyful emotion flooded into Zhang Yifeng's mind.
Zhang Yifeng was shocked, because this emotion actually came from the giant sword that bounced him away twice.
A weapon capable of possessing emotions is no ordinary weapon!
Clang!
Zhang Yifeng pulled it up, and what shocked him was that the giant sword, which weighed ten thousand kilograms, only weighed one hundred kilograms at this time. He had not 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 Chi-Ji iron mother, and also added Xuanzhong real steel. He just hoped that this would be a heavy weapon. But he didn't expect that it would remain intact before quenching.
The giant sword, which weighed ten thousand kilograms, was now ten times lighter!
There were many doubts in his heart, but Zhang Yifeng still took it to the rostrum and placed it on the table in front of the judges.
boom!
However, the moment the giant sword was placed on the table, the entire table collapsed!
"The giant sword is so heavy that it even collapsed the table." One of the judges said in shock.
"Could it be that this giant sword has regained its weight?" Zhang Yifeng's heart moved and he reached out to pick up the giant sword on the ground again.
To his disappointment, the weight of the giant sword had not recovered, and it still felt very light.
A wry smile appeared on Zhang Yifeng's face. It seemed that the quality of the table was too poor.
"Please let us see your greatsword."
One of the oldest blacksmiths was the first to react.
Zhang Yifeng nodded and handed over the giant sword.
But just when the blacksmith's hand was about to touch the giant sword, the black light appeared again. Fortunately, the old blacksmith had taken precautions and retreated in time.
"Quiet!" Zhang Yifeng roared. 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 mind moved. Could it be that this giant sword could understand his words?
But how is this possible? In Lingyue Continent, a sword that can possess emotions must be at least the eighth level or above! Moreover, an eighth-level weapon only has a feeling of being connected by blood. Only holy weapons can do this for a sword that possesses emotions.
Arrive?
But it is absolutely impossible for him to forge a holy weapon now.
Zhang Yifeng's thoughts moved, and he tried to say to the giant sword: "Be obedient."
The next moment, a peaceful emotion suddenly came from the giant sword.
Zhang Yifeng's pupils shrank several times. Sure enough, this sword seemed to be able to read his mind. Does it have emotions or is it connected to his blood? But no matter which one, he can't forge it. Even if he claims to be a forger.
genius.
Could it be...
Soul Blood Casting Technique!
Soon, Zhang Yifeng thought of the answer. Perhaps this was the magic of soul blood. The sword did not give birth to a spirit, but Zhang Yifeng gave the sword soul, which is the man-eating beast!
"Judges, there should be no problem now."
Sensing that the giant sword had become quiet, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.
The old judge nodded, but he did not dare to hold the giant sword directly. Instead, he touched the dark back of the sword with his fingers.
This time, no black light burst out from the giant sword.
Zhang Yifeng took the initiative to pick up the giant sword and handed it to the old judge. The old judge felt a huge weight and could hardly hold it, as if the giant sword was about to be released.
boom!
Finally, the sword fell to the ground.
too heavy!
"what happened?"
The other judges spoke one after another.
"too heavy?"
"Heavy?"
"Well, this sword weighs at least ten thousand pounds."
"What!"
Some of the younger judges didn't believe it and stepped forward to raise the sword.
This judge is physically strong and not weak in cultivation. He is a master in the middle stage of martial arts.
However, when he reached out and touched the giant sword, ten thousand kilograms of weight came from the giant sword. He couldn't lift it for a moment.
"drink!"
With a low roar, the judge's whole body was filled with energy, and he seemed to have exerted all his strength. Otherwise, he would lose face.
Finally, the sword was lifted by the judge, but as soon as he lifted it, he put it down. It was too heavy! The sword was really too heavy, and he could only barely lift it.
boom!
The judge planted the giant sword on the ground again and called several other judges to come over and evaluate it together.
For a time, ten judges gathered around the dark giant sword to comment.
After some observation, many judges began to shake their heads.
On the forging platform, Qin Kuang, Nan Xin and others had their hearts in their throats. Could it be that the weapons forged by Zhang Yifeng were not favored by the judges.
On the side, Xia Xia and Jiang Chunzhu finally had a look of joy on their faces.
"After so many tricks, you will eventually fail." Jiang Chunzhu murmured softly. If the judges don't like him, his results will definitely not be very good. However, his work was favored by the most respected judges.
After about ten minutes of discussion, the judges informed Luo Badao of the results.
When Luo Badao heard the result, a flash of astonishment flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to normal. He breathed out softly and stood in the middle of the podium.
"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 blacksmiths all became a little nervous. Although many of them knew that they would definitely miss the championship, they still had some illusions in their hearts.
"The winner of third place is..." Luo Badao deliberately prolonged his voice, "Puda!"
A look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on the face of a dark-skinned man. He originally thought that the top three places must be Xia Tian, Jiang Chunzhu, and Zhang Yifeng, but he did not expect that he actually won the third place.
Although the third place didn't get the chance to win, there were still generous rewards.
"The second place winner is...Xia Tian!"
A disappointed light appeared on Xia Tian's face. He glanced at Jiang Chunzhu and shook his head helplessly. He tried his best in this forging, but in the end he still failed to win the championship. Is this Jiang Chunzhu's thing better than his own?
Zhang Yifeng's face darkened, and an ominous premonition arose. There was not much difference between Jiang Chunzhu's and Xia Tian's works. Since Puda got the third place, the first place must be Jiang Chunzhu.