Ruoyan said that she could not create a high-grade holy weapon before reaching the Weapon Emperor. This was to make her lose confidence in herself and destroy her state of mind. If a weapon refiner loses confidence, how can he create a good weapon?
Already.
But what Qing Qing said to Ruo Yan at the end was even more powerful. If Ruo Yan cannot reach the level of the Weapon Emperor within twenty years, then her own state of mind will no longer be perfect. In the future, she will not be able to refine weapons.
, will become a very big heart.
But the level of the Artifact Emperor is so easy to enter. In the entire Xingyue Continent, there are definitely no less than a few hundred people who have been able to create a high-grade sacred instrument with twenty stars of spiritual energy for thousands of years. However, only a few people finally entered the realm of the Emperor Artifact.
There are only ten people, which shows the hardship involved.
So it can be said that under normal circumstances, even if she could reach the level of Qi Emperor within a hundred years, let alone twenty years, Lonely Ruoyan would be very lucky.
Therefore, this move of asking for love is also merciless, because it is almost impossible for Ruo Yan to step into the Qi Emperor within twenty years.
This is not to blame for asking for affection, but to be disrespectful in return. Is it true that you are the most beloved disciple of the president and the disciple with the fastest cultivation speed, so you can insult others at will?
Maybe you can do it to others, and I, Dongfang Wenqing, can tolerate you, but you have gone too far this time and want to break my state of mind for refining weapons. How can I let you bully me?
So Dongfang Wenqing's fierce counterattack this time was also an outburst of being bullied many times, but she also knew that she had completely offended Ruoyan this time, and her future life in the Qishen Guild would be even more difficult.
"But if Shi Lei joins the Weapon Refining Guild, then I will have a powerful helping hand, a seventh-level Weapon Refining Master in his early thirties, a presence that no one can ignore, but I don't know what he is refining this time.
What star rating is it? Could it be a holy weapon with nineteen stars of spiritual energy?" The questioning gaze suddenly moved to Shi Lei, he smiled calmly and stopped thinking about the troublesome things.
…
Shi Lei was refining with peace of mind. Since there was only one refining material and he would be eliminated immediately if he failed, he did not dare to take it lightly, but he seemed much more relaxed compared to the others.
With his powerful soul ability, he was absolutely sure that he could successfully refine the twenty-spirited holy weapon, but Shi Lei had been waiting to see what level of weapons the others could create. If the highest one was nineteen-star spiritual energy
, then there is no need for him to give twenty stars, because he is the youngest among these ten people, so Shi Lei is bound to win.
The person next to him was Huang Ye, who was only in his forties. He was constantly refining materials, and his methods were so skillful and clean that even Shi Lei was impressed.
In the competition involving more than a thousand people, no less than a hundred people have failed to refine their weapons so far, while the rest continue to concentrate on forging their own weapons.
The time for refining the weapon gradually passed. In the blink of an eye, it was already three days. Some people had already begun to leave. Most of them were refining ghost-level weapons. Shi Lei and other ten people who were refining the holy weapon were still quietly forging it.
His own weapons are not disturbed by people in the field at all, which also shows the good state of mind of the weapon refiner.
"Shi Lei, don't let me down. If you don't come, Ruo Yan and I will be even more difficult to deal with." Dongfang Wenqing prayed silently in his heart.
She knew the horror of loneliness. Although she had been merciless to her before, when she thought about living with her in the God of God Guild in the future, if she couldn't find a strong helper, her future life would be very difficult.
It will also be very difficult.
Therefore, Dongfang Wenqing now very much hopes that Shi Lei can win the championship this time. In this way, he can't help but challenge Gu Ruoyan's status, and he can also breathe a sigh of relief for himself.
Shi Lei in the field had no idea that he had been silently chanted countless times by Dongfang Wenqing. In three days, Shi Lei completely refined the materials and was now integrating them bit by bit and slowly absorbing them.
The quality of the materials provided by the Weapon God Guild was also top-notch, so Shi Lei did not have much trouble refining it and was quite handy. This also made the other nine people feel a great threat.
Except for Shi Lei, who is in his early thirties, and Huang Ye, who is in his forties, the other eight people who refine the holy weapon are all over eighty years old. The reason why they are participating in this competition now is of course to aim for the championship position.
of.
The black flames in the furnace are burning fiercely, allowing various materials to be integrated into the body of the weapon as much as possible. The mutated purple sky fireworks themselves are of great benefit to the weapon refining. Under Shi Lei's strong mental power,
The material is formed quickly.
Unsurprisingly, what Shi Lei refined this time was still a large axe. Of course, its shape was not as beautiful as the Dragon Subduing Ax. What Shi Lei planned to refine was a simple and rough axe, but full of power.
In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed, and only Shi Lei and the other ten people who refined the holy weapon are left in the field, but the number of spectators is increasing, and who is the champion has become the biggest topic of discussion this time.
"Let me see, who should be the champion this time is a man named Huang Ye. You can see that his movements of refining the holy weapon are so smooth. He must be a very powerful weapon refining master. I will bet on him this time.
"One of them said.
"Shit! I think it should be the one named Si Shi this time. You see, at such a young age, he actually wants to create a high-grade holy weapon. It's not easy. I bet on him." The other one retorted.
"Tch! I think you are stupid. Didn't you see Taoist Priest Peng Yuan over there? Although he is already a hundred years old, he can definitely create a top-grade holy weapon with twenty stars of spiritual energy. I think he is the champion.
It’s none other than that.” Someone said disdainfully.
"Fuck you, didn't you see that the spiritual energy leaking from the furnace of Mr. Feng Lei next to him is much richer than the others? I think he must be the champion. This time I bet one
Here are a hundred gold coins." A man in rich clothes said.
…
The rest of the people are constantly discussing who is the champion. Every time at this time, people seem to have lost their previous quality and can't help but discuss in a low voice.
Because the auditorium was far away from the last row of Shi Lei and the others, it basically couldn't affect everyone's weapon refining, so the management staff didn't bother to take care of it.
Shi Lei didn't pay any attention to what others said and still forged his own weapons. Because he was full of confidence, he had time to use his spiritual sense to check the refining status of the other nine people.
It is obvious that only five of these ten people are refining high-grade holy weapons, but it is still unclear whether they are weapons of that level and star level.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed, and two of the ten people had already failed to refine the weapon due to mistakes, and left the weapon refining square with regret.
"Si Shi, I didn't expect someone in his thirties to be able to create a top-grade holy weapon. It's really rare." Although Huang Ye was refining the weapon in his hands, he was also observing the situation around him. The biggest threat to him now was
None other than the man named Si Shi.
Huang Ye got the secret book of refining weapons by chance, so his weapon refining level improved by leaps and bounds in ten years. When he came here this time, he also came towards the position of champion, but the appearance of Si Shi made him
I felt a crisis.
"Do you want to win the championship with me? No way! I, Huang Ye, have been waiting for this day for too long. I won't let anyone steal my championship!" Huang Ye gave Shi Lei a cold look, and then concentrated on
It’s time to build your own weapons.
Shi Lei smiled faintly, of course he felt Huang Ye's hostility, but when he saw that Huang Ye was only at the fifth level of King Wu's strength, he shook his head slightly. This level was too low.
But Huang Ye was able to reach this level of weapon refining in his forties, so unless there was guidance from an expert, there was some chance.
Shi Lei silently thought in his heart that after the weapon refining was completed, he must follow Huang Ye to see what Huang Ye relied on to reach such a level.
"What a fucking unlucky person!" With a bang, the furnace of a person who was refining a mid-grade holy weapon suddenly burst. He whispered in frustration and left the competition venue.
Now there are only nine people left in the field, making the final sprint. And the five people who created the high-grade holy weapon are working hard to charge towards the championship position.
Fifteen days have passed, and one person has refined a mid-grade holy weapon, two people have crafted a low-grade holy weapon, and the remaining five are still refining silently.
Huang Ye glanced at Shi Lei coldly, snorted calmly, and a white light flashed from the cauldron. Perhaps most people would think that this was a normal phenomenon when the flames in the cauldron reached a certain level, but Shi Lei didn't realize it.
He narrowed his eyes.
As a refiner of high-grade holy weapons, even if the temperature reaches a certain level, white light will not emerge. This seems relatively low-level, so theoretically Huang Ye would not make such a low-level mistake.
Ah, so what does this mean?
Shi Lei had to cheer up while refining weapons, usually on guard against any eventuality. When the competition reached this level, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the winner of this competition would definitely come from himself and Huang Ye. If Huang Ye made any small move, he would be the winner.
Then the target must be yourself.
Whoosh! I saw a colorful venomous snake shooting out from under Shi Lei's feet and biting towards Shi Lei!
"Haha, it's such a fat snake. If you have time, you can roast it and try it." Shi Lei waved casually, and the poisonous snake immediately died at his feet.
Although Shi Lei didn't care about continuing to refine the weapon, the person in charge of the Weapon God Guild's face turned gloomy. Snakes could fly out of such a solid ground. If no one deliberately controlled it, it would be really evil.
But there are still five players playing in the field, and it is impossible to identify who is causing trouble, so the person in charge has to step up inspections to prevent other things from happening.
"Sixth-level flower snake, haha, this Huang Ye is really interesting. He can actually communicate with Warcraft, and can also command Warcraft to move. It's really not easy. But you met me today, so you are unlucky." Others looked at it.
Nothing came out, but Zirou could see it clearly, and with a sly smile, she figured it out!