Betting at the casino, everyone shows off their

skills When the weapon refining competition officially started, huge screens appeared on all four sides of the square, showing the scenes in the weapon rooms of all the participating weapon refiners.

Qin Ruqing said, "There is also a live broadcast of the competition, which is quite advanced."

He counted all the small windows on the four screens and found that there were only more than 120 weapon refiners participating in this competition.

Qin Ruqing said, "The number of participants seems to be less than I thought."

I heard that this weapon refining competition is not only limited to Xiling, but weapon refiners from several regions have gathered. If there is only one place, then this number should be considered normal, but with so many places added together, plus the appeal of the Immortal Product Bureau, the number of people is a bit insufficient.

Yang Wenxu nodded and explained, "Because the selection standards for this competition are quite high. Just to say one thing, the participating weaponsmiths are required to have one or two representative works, which can eliminate most people. For a weaponsmith, not just any spiritual weapon can be called a representative work. First of all, the design of your spiritual weapon must be outstanding. After being outstanding, it must be recognized by the public and generate a certain degree of fame. If this weaponsmith can do this, he can be regarded as a figure wherever he goes."

Lu Wei thought of the two days of review and screening after the registration for the competition that day, and guessed, "It's possible that some people with representative works were eliminated."

Qin Ruqing stared at the screen. In the small window No. 68 on the east side, Tang Zifeng had already begun to prepare the preliminary materials. While answering, "Of course, the Xianpin Bureau must have its own set of screening standards. What you think is a masterpiece may not be considered by the Xianpin Bureau, so it will naturally be rejected."

Qin Ruqing and the others were standing to watch, and many people in the square had already brought out small stools to sit down and watch. It seemed that they would wait here for the entire ten-day competition.

Some people even fought for the position with a good view of the screen.

Looking at these Xilings who started fighting at the slightest disagreement, Qirong said, "Sitting here for ten days? Aren't they bored?"

Lu Wei understood their thoughts a little, because if the competition was an alchemy competition, she would also wait there to watch the entire competition.

"These people should all be weapon refiners. It's such a grand occasion, and the participants are all masters in the field of weapon refining. Now they have the opportunity to watch the masters' weapon refining techniques through the screen. Such a good thing is hard to come by on weekdays, so how can they bear to leave now?"

Qi Rong nodded thoughtfully, "But, if so, won't those weapon refining masters mind if their gatekeeping skills are learned?" He knew that most of the unique secrets are not passed on to others.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ruqing laughed, turned his head, and asked back: "Qi Rong, you watch the third sister refine pills every day, have you learned the third sister's unique secrets now?"

Qi Rong was instantly stuck. He is a physical cultivator, and his skills in alchemy are profound. There are some things that he simply cannot understand by just looking at them. Even if he understands them, he cannot learn them.

Thinking of this, Qirong understood.

Qin Ruqing looked at his eyes and knew that he had reacted. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Look, you know, if you can learn the master's gatekeeping skills by just looking at them, then what kind of gatekeeping skills are they?"

"However," he nodded slightly again, "with so many people watching, there will always be one or two talented people who can understand something. Even if you are a little stupid, you can use rote memorization to remember the process of a master's refining instrument that you want to learn, and then recall and observe it repeatedly after returning, and you can also get a general idea."

"But no matter what, the weapon refining techniques are still private. Those masters are willing to release the images of their weapon refining, which is a great benefit to the Xiling weapon refiners. I think the Xianpin Bureau has put in a lot of effort."

When Qin Ruqing said this, the young man sitting on a small bench not far in front of her turned his head and glanced at Qin Ruqing silently.

In other words, he was the kind of person Qin Ruqing said, stupid, unable to fight for a position and unable to beat others. He was just beaten up and squeezed into a corner.

The young man did not dare to complain, his eyes were wide open, staring at the picture on the screen. However, his eyes were sore and tears were flowing, and he stared for a long time, but he couldn't even understand the technique of a master!

Just when he was feeling discouraged and thought that he should pack up and go home, he heard Qin Ruqing's words, and suddenly he felt enlightened.

Yes, he felt that he was the "dumb-headed" one as the fairy said, so he should not be greedy. He should only pick one or two masters that he can understand a little bit, and focus on memorizing them. It doesn't matter if he can't understand them. He can watch them repeatedly after returning.

Thinking of this, the young man immediately took out a photo stone and engraved a note while bowing to Qin Ruqing to express his gratitude: "Fairy, I am the dumb-headed one you mentioned. I just looked at it for a long time and found that I couldn't understand a screen. I was feeling discouraged, but when I heard the fairy's advice, I suddenly felt enlightened. The fairy is my teacher for a day!" His tone was actually slightly excited, and it was very sincere.

Qin Ruqing was not prepared for someone on the small bench in front of her to come over and talk to her, and in the blink of an eye, she was stamped with the title of "One-Day Teacher".

The newly appointed "One-Day Teacher" was very calm. He smiled and looked at the crystal stone in his hand, "Is this a photo stone? This screen can actually record video?"

The young man on the bench shook his head, "Of course not. The screen of the Immortal Product Bureau is encrypted, and the picture will become blurry when it is transferred." "

Then you..."

"I have a deep understanding of what the fairy said. People like us who are not smart should make up for our shortcomings with hard work. Even if the recorded picture is blurry, go back and watch it repeatedly. After watching it dozens or hundreds of times, you can distinguish it clearly." The young man on the bench said seriously.

Then your eyes must be blind? Qin Ruqing looked at this brother in surprise and found that his brain did not seem to be very bright.

The not-so-good-headed bench youth was recording the video while talking to Qin Ruqing (he was even chatting!).

"Does the fairy have a favorite master? I'm afraid the casinos on the wrestling street have already opened betting for today's competition."

Favored master? Qin Ruqing smiled, "Yes!" Pointing to the screen in the east, "Let's go with number 68. I think the number on this screen is quite auspicious. The young man is also good-looking and has the potential to be a champion."

The bench youth quickly looked at number 68 and saw that it was a black-robed weapon refiner dressed in black. He couldn't help but be surprised. How could he tell that he was good-looking?

But what the fairy said must be right. The bench youth took out another photo stone and began to record the blurry weapon refiner image of the black-robed brother. After observing carefully for a while, he actually saw the clue.

"Fairy, this master seems to be a little slow in refining the weapon..."

Qin Ruqing: "Oh, yes, looking at the movements of the weapon refiner, you can tell that he is a stable person. In addition, good things come to those who wait, so the spiritual weapon he refines must be extraordinary!"

The young man on the bench looked dazed, revealing an expression that could still be interpreted in this way. After a while, he murmured: "Shouldn't I suppress the second master of the Tang family, but this brother No. 68?"

The title of Second Master of the Tang Family attracted Qin Ruqing's attention smoothly, "You actually plan to bet on Tang Biao of the Tang Family?"

The young man raised his head, "Ah, Fairy, do you think it's inappropriate? Second Master of the Tang Family is the most popular weapon refining master in the city in recent years. The casino is not only betting on whether he can win the first place in this weapon refining competition, but also whether he can refine the spiritual weapon that shocked Xiling a few years ago completely this time."

Qin Ruqing clicked his tongue twice, "Look at your vision! I also know Tang Biao. To this day, he has only produced one decent spiritual weapon, and it is still incomplete. He has been living off his past achievements. Such a person is either out of talent, or... has never had such a thing as talent!"

"Ah, it shouldn't be that serious. Although Tang Biao's subsequent works are no longer amazing, some of them are still of good quality."

Seeing him praising Tang Biao, not to mention Qin Ruqing, even Qi Rong, who was always jealous of him, couldn't stand it anymore. "My sister has told you that Tang Biao is not very good. If you don't believe it, go and suppress him. See whether you win or lose in the end!"

Brother Bench was a little confused for a while, and felt that the words of these people today were somewhat inconsistent with the trend in the city.

Just as he was about to say something, the beautiful female fairy in front of him, who was as beautiful as a water lotus, also spoke to him. His tone was gentle and pleasant, "I also think that Tang Biao is not as good as the weapon refiner at window 68. Brother, you need to be careful when placing bets in the casino, so as not to suffer too much loss and regret it!"

Even the big man whose painting style was most like that of a Xiling monk rolled his eyes at him, and then snorted at him, "I've said so much, don't you understand, you ignorant boy!"

In his opinion, those who follow the trend to flatter the Tang family are not very good.

Brother Bench didn't expect that when he mentioned the Tang family, these people reacted so strongly. Could it be that they have a grudge against the Tang family? His luck was so good that he could touch four people at random?

Qin Ruqing looked up at the screen. Tang Zifeng had already entered his own rhythm. The early weapon refiners were boring, and laymen couldn't understand them at all, so he didn't plan to stay here for long.

Before leaving, he said to the bench brother: "Brother, we are leaving soon. Go ahead and record the pictures. Also, small bets are good for your mood, but big bets are harmful to your health. Be careful when placing bets. If you really want to place a bet, I suggest you don't bet on the second master of the Tang family, lest you lose everything."

The bench brother felt that they were leaving before he could say a few words to this beautiful fairy, and he couldn't help feeling disappointed. After

thinking carefully about what the four people said, the bench brother gritted his teeth and erased the image of the photo stone in his hand, and recorded all of them as brother number 68! He still felt that it was not enough, so he took out a handful of photo stones from his storage bag, lined them up on the ground, lit them all up, and recorded the same picture.

He murmured to himself, "My mother said that most of the people in Xiling are not very smart, and only a few are smart, so if we meet them, we should learn from them. I think these few are the rare smart people..."

As he spoke, he became more determined, "A weapon refiner must dare to think and act. Today, let's gamble!"

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Qin Ruqing in front left, of course, not to rest, but to go to the casino.

When they were crowded in the crowded casino to place bets, Qi Rong was still muttering, "Sister, isn't it said that small bets are good for your mood, but big bets are harmful to your body?"

Qin Ruqing held a pile of chips in her arms and put them down on position 68 without hesitation, saying calmly, "Yes, isn't this just a small bet?"

Lu Wei smiled, a small bet of 100,000 spirit stones, should I say that she is worthy of being the richest fifth child in our family? She also placed bets in the same position.

The dealer watching over the gambling table saw these young men placing bets without blinking, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth, "Think carefully, customers, no one has placed bets on number 68 so far."

Qin Ruqing blinked, "Yes, I bet on him because no one has placed bets on him. Maybe it will be a surprise."

The dealer's mouth twitched, it should be said that we are worthy of being the largest casino in Xiling, we can meet all kinds of gamblers, right?

Without saying a word, he quickly filled in the amount of Qin Ruqing's bets, just treating them as some rich and powerful dandies who ran out of some big family to spend money.

As a result, these young dandies placed their bets and still lingered. The young dandy in red who was leading the group shouted to him, "Dealer, are there any special bets for Tang Biao?"

The second master of the Tang family? The experienced dealer started to think. Want to suppress a big underdog first and then a big favorite? Tsk, it looks like a good plan, but it's actually stupid.

Generally speaking, the underdogs are very unlikely to explode, and the big favorites are very likely to fail, so you have to suppress the ones that are a little popular, but not too popular, so that they are most likely to reverse.

A young dandy who has just been released by his elders, who has never been in a casino but longs for the atmosphere here, often spends a fortune, but loses everything, but becomes more and more courageous because he has money in his pocket. The casino likes this the most.

He happily led Qin Ruqing and the others over, introducing them as they walked, "Here are all the single-player bets owned by the second master of the Tang family. There are two, one is to bet on whether he can win the first place in this competition, and the other is to bet on how many years it will take him to refine the legendary magic weapon."

Qin Ruqing glanced at it for a few times and found that the bet on whether he can win the first place only had the options of yes and no, so

he immediately and decisively bet on no. The dealer's mouth twitched at his unblinking attitude.

Then she saw the second board, which said how many years it would take to refine a magic weapon. Qin Ruqing looked up and

asked seriously, "Can you add an option to this board? Not only will Tang Biao not be able to refine that magic weapon, but he will also be ruined?" Where did this little lunatic come from? The dealer almost thought she was here to cause trouble, but seeing that she looked really serious, she shook her head with a stiff face, "No."

Qin Ruqing sighed, and immediately stopped hesitating, pouring all the remaining chips into the option that would never be refined.

When she was about to leave, she was stopped by the dealer because the amount she bet was too large and the options were too outrageous. The casino was afraid of responsibility and asked them to sign a guarantee before letting them go.

Later, Qin Ruqing and his friends wandered back and forth between the casino and the Weapon Refining Square.

The casino was always busy, and the people in the Weapon Refining Square would have a small turnover. Generally, there would be fewer people after three days, because the Weapon Refining was on track and there was nothing exciting to see. Except for the Weapon Refiners who really wanted to learn and observe, most people would not go there to suffer.

According to the bench youth, if you want to see excitement, you should come in the last three days, when there will be Weapon Refiners who will refine their spirit weapons and hand them over to the judges for judgment.

Qin Ruqing and his friends came on the last day. Otherwise, the person they were following would not finish refining early.

The young man on the bench was still standing there. When he saw Qin Ruqing, he greeted her warmly, but his eyes had turned into panda eyes, which looked a little scary.

Qin Ruqing exclaimed when he saw the screen, "Half of it is empty!"

The young man happily took the bench and sat next to Qin Ruqing, saying, "Yes, those who came out early are the weaker ones among this batch of contestants. The examiners' scores were not very high, and the highest one got an upper B rating."

Qin Ruqing tapped his chin, "Where are the favorites in the competition?"

The young man on the bench counted on his fingers, "The mother and daughter

of the Lin family are both participating in the competition this time, they are all favorites. Look, Fairy Yijun is already doing the last step of tempering, she must be almost done!" "Fairy Yijun's mother, the Lin clan leader, um... Clan leader Lin's progress is a little slow, I guess she is very ambitious this time and is preparing to refine something big."

"Next is Old Man Shitou. I heard that he is an equipment refiner from the Eastern Region. His background is quite mysterious, and his equipment refining techniques are a little different from ours, but he is definitely a master level, I think he is not worse than Clan leader Lin."

After introducing them one by one, the young man on the bench mentioned Tang Biao in order, but before he could say this name, he was subconsciously stuck and looked at Qin Ruqing with guilt.

Qin Ruqing glanced at him and said, "Why are you looking at me? I have no grudge against the Tang family. You should talk about yours."

No grudge? The young man on the bench was obviously a little unconvinced, but he still swallowed his saliva and said, "Tang Biao, I think most people can see that he is refining his famous spiritual weapon this time. I think after so many years, he has had new insights and plans to use that spiritual weapon to overwhelm everyone!" As

the young man on the bench spoke, a trace of expectation flashed across his face. It was not the expectation for Tang Biao, but the instinctive expectation of a heavyweight spiritual weapon as a refiner.

Qin Ruqing raised the corner of his mouth, "Oh? Tang Biao chose to refine his famous spiritual weapon this time? That's good."

Doesn't this just happen to run into Tang Zifeng? Not bad, let everyone see what the difference is between the original and the fake.

About an hour later, one of the hottest contestants that everyone was looking forward to finally made a move. Screen No. 51 suddenly went out.

Someone noticed and exclaimed: "Monitor No. 51 is off. It's Fairy Yijun! Fairy Yijun is coming out!"

Oh, that hot sister who is always so cool when she appears.

Qin Ruqing nodded, and sure enough, she saw Lin Yijun, dressed in purple, walking out of the hall. As soon as she appeared, she attracted everyone's attention.

She stood at the door of the hall for a while, as if she wanted to wait until everyone was looking at her before she moved. She tapped her toes lightly, jumped onto the platform, and after politely saluting the examiners, she took out her own refined spiritual weapon, which looked like a whip.

Lin Yijun raised the whip high, curled up her red lips, and said loudly: "This magic weapon is called the Whip of Mount Tai. It is named after the Mount Tai. A whip can weigh ten thousand pounds and can exert different effects according to the attributes of the user. When a thunder-attribute cultivator uses this whip, the attack can be accompanied by lightning strikes; when a fire-attribute cultivator attacks, the whip body can ignite hunting fire, greatly increasing the whip's attack power..."

As Lin Yijun spoke, the weapon refiners in the square were all amazed. It is not easy to refine magic weapons that match different attributes, not to mention that each attribute can stimulate different effects. It is not easy to do one of them under normal circumstances, let alone two at the same time? Sure enough

, even the weapon refiners on the judges' bench nodded slowly and looked at Lin Yijun with approval. For such successful weapon refining masters, what they hope to see most is the emergence of talented young people.

The Taishan Whip was first obtained by Grandmaster Qishan. He is the ancestor of a very famous weapon refining family in Xiling, and he is quite famous in Xiling.

In the outside world, the strength of the families is purely based on the grade, but in Xiling, it is slightly different. The cultivation of the monks in Xiling is limited. When the cultivation is not different, the skills will naturally be considered.

In the field of weapon, the family of this Grandmaster Qishan is as famous as the Tang family.

Grandmaster Qishan has always been loyal to Xiling, and seeing such an outstanding young man from Xiling today, he naturally did not hesitate to praise him.

"As we all know, magic weapons can only exert their greatest attack power when they match a single attribute. The more attributes they match, the more spiritual weapon materials need to be added to harmonize, and the attack power will be weakened accordingly. This whip not only overcomes this shortcoming, but also makes different auxiliary and assisting effects according to different attributes. It is really not easy."

After pondering for a while, Master Qishan said: "It has excellent creativity, excellent attributes, and excellent functions, so it will be rated as A."

A! It turned out to be A! The first A in this competition appeared!

Lin Yijun looked happy and immediately bowed and said: "Thank you, Master Qishan!"

Master Qishan smiled. The butler standing by took a golden pen and engraved the examiner's score on the bulletin board. As the golden pen moved, words also appeared on the notice board in the center of the square, but they looked larger and clearer than the words on the platform.

With Master Qishan taking the lead, Masters Yuantai and Luming were also rated A.

This is the third A so far.

If Lin Yijun can get a fourth A, the tabloids submitted by each domain will spread tomorrow, and she will be able to truly become famous in the four domains.

The most critical score came to Master Minghua. Master Minghua looked solemn and did not give her a good face because of Lin Yijun's age.

He took the whip in his hand, observed it carefully, and said: "I can't give you an A, my score is, middle B."

God, middle B. Not even upper B! Why is there such a big difference from the previous examiners!

Lin Yijun's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and the pride on her face was shattered for a moment. She was able to hold herself together and did not lose her composure. Instead, she pursed her lips and said, "Please give me some advice, Master Minghua."

Master Minghua nodded secretly. He was not upset because of the grading, and his temperament was still okay.

His expression eased a little, and he explained, "The whip you refined is made of extremely luxurious materials. It is not that you use skills to make the whip match various attributes. If I am not mistaken, you should use the top-grade Kongling Stone. This whip has nine sections, and you actually installed a Kongling Stone on each section. If this is the case, and you still cannot make the whip switch attributes freely, then this top-grade spiritual treasure is really wasted." When

Master Minghua mentioned the Kongling Stone, everyone showed an expression of enlightenment. The Void Spirit Stone is a very pure attribute spirit crystal that can be matched with various attributes. If Fairy Yijun really used nine Void Spirit Stones, then... it cannot be said that this whip is not well made, but it seems a bit of a waste of talent.

No wonder Grandmaster Minghua, who always pays attention to the matching of equipment, only gave it a rating of Middle B.

In this way, Fairy Yijun's final score is top three plus one Middle B. Although it is a pity that she did not get top four, this is already the highest result so far.

After Fairy Yijun left the stage, many weapon refiners followed her out of the hall. This was originally the last day of the competition, and those who could persist until now were all masters among weapon refiners.

Then, first-class spirit weapons appeared frequently, but none of them won three first-class awards like Fairy Yijun did.

Until Fairy Yijun's mother Lin Yan came out. Lin Yan is the head of the Lin family, and at the same time, she is also a master of the art of weapons.

As expected, the old ones are still the best. Lin Yan's score surpassed her daughter's and she was the only top four on the field so far. And the Qishan Grandmaster also gave her a rating of China's top one.

The Lin family was very popular for a while.

The sky gradually darkened. The young man on the bench looked at the small windows on the big screen, which were already very sparse, and hesitated to speak. No. 68 was also among them.

Qin Ruqing looked at his face and said, "Just ask whatever you want to ask."

The young man on the bench said, "Fairy, the brother No. 68 you are optimistic about is still in training. It's almost the deadline for the competition. If he hasn't been trained before the last ray of sunlight disappears, he will be disqualified from the competition."

Generally, those who stay until this time are either top talents or top losers. It goes without saying that he is a genius, but he is a loser. Not to mention the grade, he can't even refine the spiritual weapon within the specified time.

Qin Ruqing frowned and was about to ask why he was in such a hurry, but heard Lu Wei say, "It came out!" He

immediately looked up and found that it was not Tang Zifeng who came out, but Tang Biao.

Tang Biao's face was a little gloomy, his body was also gray, but his eyes were frighteningly bright. He seemed very excited, with a kind of uncontrollable pride in his eyes.

Qirong whispered, "It won't be really refined by him..."

Then Brother Tang would be in trouble. Even if Brother Tang also refines the weapon later, the effect will be greatly reduced, unless Brother Tang's weapon rating is far higher than Tang Biao's, but in this case, the difficulty will be greatly increased.

Qin Ruqing rarely laughed, and watched Tang Biao walk up to the platform with a stern face and hand the spiritual weapon in his hand to the examiner.

To be honest, it looks strange, two black balls connected by a chain in the middle. Just by looking at the shape, who can know what it is used for.

But the people of Xiling really knew it, because Tang Biao had used the same shape in the previous weapon refining competitions. At that time, it was just a black ball and a chain. Now it has become two. Does this mean that Tang Biao has completely realized the concept on the drawing and has really made the real thing?

The reputation that Tang Biao has worked hard to build over the years is indeed real. Before he even opened his mouth to introduce it, the audience below had already buzzed. Some were cheering, and some were shouting his name enthusiastically, like his loyal followers.

Tang Biao seemed to be enjoying the moment very much. He even closed his eyes and listened for a while before he slowly spoke:

"Thunderstorm Ball. Under ideal conditions, two consecutive shots can break the defense of a Jindan cultivator and cause damage to him."

The cheers from the audience became even louder.

Tang Biao smiled slightly, "Of course, ideal conditions are impossible in battle, so I still suggest that these two balls be separated and used. One ball can kill a foundation cultivator."

After using some self-righteous humor, Tang Biao finally placed the spiritual weapon on the examiner's table, and the four examiners couldn't wait to rush forward. And the fifth feather, who had been sitting drowsy, seemed to be a little more energetic.

He took a look at the dark spherical spiritual weapon, felt the energy coming from it, and felt that, not to mention being able to hurt him, even if there were two more of these things, they would not be able to break his defense.

In other words, although his cultivation level is far more than just Jindan, no matter how you look at it, it feels that Tang Biao's description of his spiritual weapon is very watered down.

Yawning again, the fifth feather looked at the big screen and saw that the window of the No. 68 monitor was finally extinguished. He finally got a little interested. Is it finally going to be interesting?

The examiner is still studying Tang Biao's spiritual weapon. Tang Zifeng also walked out of the hall. Compared with Tang Biao's flamboyant and outspoken appearance, he looks much more silent and reserved.

Wrapped in a long black coat from head to toe, it was impossible to tell whether this weapon maker was in good or bad condition.

He went up to the podium, and without any gimmicks to introduce anything to the audience, he just held the weapon and carefully and steadily placed it on the examiner's desk.

Seeing the appearance of the weapon, the Fifth Feather laughed immediately. There are really a lot of interesting people in this world. He waved to the recorder behind him, and the recorder took a look at the weapon, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He understood what the director meant in an instant. He

shook his head helplessly, but his movements were not vague. He personally adjusted the angle of the big screen and gave a big close-up of Tang Zifeng's weapon.

Everyone saw that the big screen in the east suddenly played the scene on the examiner's desk. The gradually enlarged spiritual weapon looks like... three black balls arranged from large to small, connected by chains.

It looks exactly like Tang Biao's spiritual weapon except for the number and size!

Oh my god, is this a copy? No no no, this is not a copy, it looks like plagiarism!

Tang Biao's eyes also fell on the spiritual weapon, and he immediately became furious, "My fellow Taoist, in this fair and square weapon refining competition, in front of four weapon refining masters and the director, you dare to plagiarize openly, aren't you too bold!"

The shadow-like black-robed weapon refiner said, "What do you mean by plagiarism?"

He pointed at his own spiritual weapon, "The quantity, quality, usage method, and triggering effect of our spiritual weapons are completely different. Is this called plagiarism?" He solemnly motioned Tang Biao to look carefully. Although his face could not be seen clearly under the black robe, it always made people feel that he was saying, "Are you blind?"

The four examiners knew that there would be such a drama today when they saw the pre-filled spiritual weapon form. Therefore, they were not surprised, and directly took Tang Zifeng's spiritual weapon carefully and compared it with Tang Biao's.

Tang Biao was a little anxious, "I hope the four masters can give me some justice!"

In fact, up to now, Tang Biao didn't even have any additional associations. He truly felt that someone had copied his ideas based on his performance in the previous weapon refining competitions.

After a long while, the masters led by Minghua finally stopped checking. Minghua looked at Tang Zifeng, smiled at him, and then looked at Tang Biao, saying in a calm voice: "Your spiritual weapons are similar, but they are different, and they can be called completely different."

"This similarity is very subtle. If you ask the reason, I'm afraid only you two know it. But I have been refining weapons for so many years, and I still have some vision. I can still distinguish the good from the bad. These two seemingly identical spiritual weapons are obviously better than this weapon refiner." Master Minghua pointed to Tang Zifeng calmly.

There was a burst of laughter below. Some people were so surprised that they even fell off the small stools they carried with them, such as the bench youth.

"Impossible!" Tang Biao's face quickly flushed, not because of shame, but because of anger.

The head of the clan Tang Chen, who was sitting in the audience of the noble families, could not help but stand up anxiously and said to Grandmaster Minghua: "Grandmaster Minghua, is there any misunderstanding here?"

Minghua did not waste any words to explain. She handed a piece of paper directly to the butler behind her and asked the butler to write on the big screen with a Guanglu pen.

Then the big screen in the center of the square showed this line of words.

No. 11 Tang Biao: suspected of plagiarism

, pending determination. No. 68 Tang Zifeng: suspected of plagiarism , pending determination.

Oh my God! This time, not only the young man on the bench fell off the bench, but also the weapon refiners in the square fell down one after another.

They were not surprised by the suspected plagiarism. After these two similar spiritual weapons were taken out, they knew that this weapon refinery competition had been caught up in a plagiarism storm. What surprised them was that these two weapon refiners were both named Tang?

This is really outrageous, outrageous to the extreme!

Someone pondered over the name Tang Zifeng for a long time, then slapped his head and exclaimed in surprise: Isn’t this the little genius of the Tang family who suddenly disappeared? !

Tang Biao on the stage felt that the situation was sliding towards the abyss that he could not face the most. Even his most terrifying nightmares had never seen such a suffocating scene.

"You, who are you!"

Under the gazes of the crowd, Tang Zifeng stretched out his hand and slowly took off the black robe covering his body. The contrast between white and black seemed to strangle everyone's heart invisibly.

Under the black robe was a handsome young man. His facial features were clear, but not sharp. From the eyebrows to the nose, from the beads of the lips to the temples, there was a charming white space between the lines, forming a closed loop in a reasonable way, like a weapon with hidden power.

It is difficult to describe this feeling. Elegant and regular. This is a look that weapon refiners like very much, as if he is a natural weapon refiner.

Even Master Minghua's expression softened when he saw him, and he nodded subconsciously.

Tang Zifeng saluted to all the masters and the director, and then introduced him solemnly:

"My surname is Tang, my name is Zifeng, I was a fourth-generation direct descendant of the Xiling Tang family, but was later expelled from the family. I am now a guest elder of the Nanling Qin family."

Oh my God! He is really a descendant of the Tang family, and a direct descendant, who was expelled from the family. After returning to Xiling, he actually chose to forge the same spiritual weapon as Tang Biao in such a weapon forging competition. There is a hidden story behind this...

Everyone felt that a bloody drama of the aristocratic family was slowly unfolding in front of them. Seeing that it was still going to be performed on the spot, their hearts were beating so fast that they were about to jump out.

What a naked chicken!

Grandmaster Minghua nodded: "You and Tang Biao's weapon forging works have fundamental similarities, which can hardly be described as coincidence. I and other grandmasters cannot rate such works with questionable creation. You two should now explain the source of the conception of the spiritual weapon and the principle of its function in front of all the aristocratic families and all the people of Xiling. To prove your innocence."

To prove your innocence. This day has finally come.

Four years ago, Tang Zifeng knelt in front of the clan ancestral hall and proved his innocence in front of all the clan elders. Later he was expelled from the family.

Four years later, Tang Zifeng will stand on this high platform, in front of all the noble families and the people of Xiling, to prove his innocence once again.

Four years of wasted time, bitterness and pain, are now reflected on the stage, with only this turn. Tang Zifeng's mind is clear, and his lacquered eyes slowly turn to one person.

Tang Biao, are you ready for the storm that is coming?