The competition is over, and the fat sheep is raised

Tang Biao was looked at by this cold and icy look, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have thought that this little beast would dare to come back. Not only did he come back, but he also dared to participate in the weapon refining competition and openly challenged him.

Tang Biao's whole body was stiff. He was not scared, but his brain was too shocked to react. Moreover, he actually subconsciously knew that the situation today was a great crisis!

If he was in the family, he would have countless ways to make the little beast die unclearly, but now, in front of the four weapon refining masters and the director, what could he do? And Master Minghua said that he would explain the source of his ideas and the principle of action. This meant that they should use weapon refining skills to compare openly.

He gained such a great reputation with the work of the sixteen-year-old little beast. Now four years have passed, who knows how far the little beast will grow... Comparison of weapon skills?

Tang Biao made a gurgling sound in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Tang Zifeng watched Tang Biao's expression change drastically. For the first time, he realized that his enemy was so fragile. Everything hasn't started yet, but he is so scared and uneasy.

He suddenly remembered what Qin Ruqing said to him before the competition started. She said that he was stupid and couldn't turn around. This kind of technique of beating up scumbags and slapping faces needs her to teach him in detail.

She said excitedly, "Tang Zifeng, you must not think too highly of Tang Biao! I tell you, he is just a paper tiger and will never become a big shot. Look at how famous he is now that we have come to Xiling. Many weapon masters are not as famous as him. I don't believe that no one is deliberately promoting him. What does this mean? He cares about this very much! He is very poor in his heart and needs these false praises to fill it!"

She laughed and said with an extremely excited look as if she was watching a play: "A big fool has made up a genius persona for himself. I tell you, the more he enjoys it all, the more he is afraid of losing it all. Tang Zifeng - he is afraid of you! Everything he has obtained is because he plagiarized your work when you were sixteen years old. All his glory is built on your talent! He must be madly jealous of you in his heart, and he must regret very much that he didn't kill you but just drove you out of the house. "

"You do this, you go up, it would be best if you can be on the same stage with him, and then rip your black robe open in a flash, do you believe that he will be scared to death on the spot!"

"Don't be afraid, brave little Tang. Go after Tang Biao! While he's still not able to react, speak like crazy, seize the characteristics that the audience is easily preconceived about, and give him a lecture. It's best if you can sell it in a pitiful way. Do you know that your appearance is particularly suitable for selling pitiful things? Tang Biao is not the only one who can create a character. You should also create one for yourself..."

She spoke in a rhythmic and emotional voice: "The unborn genius rises and is robbed halfway. He was framed, fell from the top, and lived on the streets. He suffered countless pains and sufferings, but he never gave up! The genius has a pure heart of weapon. He was not blinded by hatred, but became more and more sophisticated in his weapon refining skills. He was determined to have a head-on confrontation with the enemy, to use his own weapon level to defeat the enemy openly and prove his innocence to the world! "

"Wow, it doesn't seem like a character, Xiao Tang, this is you! The real you! You are so outstanding! So don't be afraid at all, Tang Biao is not your opponent, go up and beat him, follow us and we can take over the Tang family..."

After that, she began to imagine him overthrowing the current Tang clan leader and becoming the clan leader himself, and it would be best if he could follow her Qin family as a younger brother in the future... (haha)

Tang Zifeng, who was standing on the stage, smiled for some reason. Fortunately, he didn't show much expression, and his smile was just a slight curling of the lips that were pursed into a straight line.

He withdrew his gaze indifferently, no longer looking at Tang Biao, but saluted Master Minghe and began to output.

"This spiritual weapon is called the Meteor Explosion Ball. The inspiration came to me when I was sixteen. That year, I drew the preliminary blueprint of the weapon and began to improve it step by step. In the end, the blueprint was perfected to the point where I could try to refine the real thing." As soon

as these words came out, the four weapon masters on the high platform were all surprised. Such a creative idea was thought of at the age of sixteen?

Master Qishan was even more surprised. He looked at Tang Zifeng several times and asked, "When I was sixteen, the blueprint was drawn to the point where I could try to refine the real thing? How old are you now?"

The weapon masters all knew that when a blueprint was drawn to the point where I could try to refine the real thing, it meant that the creation of the spiritual weapon had been roughly completed. Later, they only needed to find problems based on the actual effect and then make timely adjustments.

Before Tang Zifeng could say anything, Grandmaster Yuantai picked up the form in his hand and pointed to a certain place to show Grandmaster Qishan. After Qishan saw the words clearly, he pulled his beard hard and said, "You are only twenty years old!"

At the age of sixteen, he conceived this spiritual weapon and roughly designed the blueprint. At the age of twenty, he had actually refined the real thing, and there were basically no problems? Because if there are still some problems that have not been solved, it means that there may be errors in the design and it cannot be used for the competition.

Tang Zifeng nodded and continued, "However, after I completed the preliminary design of the blueprint, I did not study it further because the blueprint was stolen by my second uncle, Tang Biao."

Wow!

The stage was still silent, but the square below the stage had already exploded! Those weapon makers didn't even sit on their stools, but stood up in surprise.

They knew there was a big news, but they didn't expect it to be so big.

Tang Biao has always been regarded by them as the leader of the young and middle-aged generation of Xiling weapon makers. Now you tell me that he plagiarized? Or did he steal his nephew's design drawings? ! ! Then what is the point of their admiration for Tang Biao in these years!

These people's first reaction was to disbelieve. There was no way. If they believed Tang Zifeng's words, wouldn't they be fools too?

They began to curse.

"Do you know what you are talking about!"

"Don't talk nonsense! If you have the same ideas, then you have the same ideas. If you plagiarize, then you plagiarize. Now you are turning the tables and saying that your uncle plagiarized your work when you were sixteen years old. Don't be so shameless!"

"I think you are plagiarizing your uncle, come down!"

Hearing the overwhelming roar from below, Tang Biao finally came to his senses. Now is not the time to be stunned. If he lets this little beast say something...

He began to yell angrily: "Tang Zifeng! In front of the weapon master and the director, how can you confuse right and wrong! It is obvious that you plagiarized my blueprints, but you swallowed them whole. You were eager to refine the real thing without understanding the blueprints, and blew up the son of our clan leader. Killing your own people is a serious crime. Back then, you were not severely punished, but only expelled from the family. "Door, I have already pleaded with the clan leader for mercy, and you still don't repent. You have gone back to Xiling and even used plagiarized works to compete in this weapon refining competition. You have disgraced the Tang family!"

He knelt down and began to plead guilty to the grandmasters and the director, saying that it was because he kept silent that the Tang family had such a bad boy. He also said that the little boy had ruined the weapon refining competition. As his uncle, he would take the little boy down and severely punish him, and he would have to give an explanation to the grandmaster, the director, and the people of Xiling.

Seeing Tang Biao perform directly on the stage, Qin Ruqing and the others were stunned.

"He finally figured out this confusing black and white and blaming the wrong person!" Qin Ruqing touched her chin and marveled. She was not worried about Tang Zifeng at all. Today's outcome was already determined. She just thought this uncle was really funny.

Qirong exhaled heavily from his nose, "I'm really impressed. Wasn't this how Brother Tang was blocked by him when he was in the Tang family?"

"Seeing his performance, it's not hard to understand Brother Tang's predicament back then." Lu Wei tucked a strand of willow hair behind her ear and commented lightly.

Qin Ruqing crossed his arms, "Unfortunately, the four masters on the stage are not the group of fools of the Tang family back then."

Sure enough, seeing Tang Biao crying, Master Minghua not only did not listen to his words, but slammed the table and scolded: "Be quiet! What kind of noise is it on the stage! The four masters and I will figure out the truth, and you two have the opportunity to speak. Now, shut up!"

Tang Biao's performance came to an abrupt end as if he had been slapped in the face. He saw the fifth director squinting at him, and the scrutiny and evaluation in his eyes made people feel cold.

The director raised his hand casually and said, "You should kneel to your ancestors, why kneel to us, stand up!" He looked at Tang Zifeng again, "You continue."

Tang Biao's face was pale, like a puppet, he raised himself up little by little, and then stood aside with a sullen face.

Next to him, on another high platform, the clan leader Tang Chen fell on his buttocks on a chair. He looked in the direction of Tang Zifeng with a look of doubt and uncertainty. Obviously, the situation in front of him and the attitude of the masters had made him vaguely understand something.

Tang Zifeng bowed again and said, "What Tang Biao slandered me for just now was his own doing. Soon after he stole my design drawings, he was eager to realize the results. After imitating a crude spiritual weapon, he began to experiment, which ended up killing the clan leader's son."

Tang Biao moved his lips, and he obviously wanted to quibble, but Tang Zifeng turned his gaze and asked calmly, "Tang Biao, four years have passed. Can you find out the reason for the failure of the experiment? Do you know why it suddenly exploded? Do you know why you have clearly followed the steps described in the drawings to refine it, but still cannot produce a finished product with the ideal effect?"

Tang Biao's body shook, and he finally began to feel panic. The questions that Tang Zifeng asked one after another were exactly what he had been puzzled about in recent years.

Tang Zifeng smiled gently: "Because, from the beginning, that drawing was wrong. It was something I conceived when I was sixteen years old. Many of my ideas were immature, and they had not been corrected by experiments, but you had already stolen them."

"You will never be able to refine the original product by imitating the wrong drawings."

Tang Zifeng walked to the front desk, bowed to the masters, picked up the spiritual weapon refined by Tang Biao, carefully examined it for a while, and came to a conclusion.

"You have participated in so many weapon refining competitions with stolen drawings. You knew there was something wrong, but you never dared to change the core. You only dared to make minor changes."

He did not look at Tang Biao, but explained in detail to the masters.

"The mistake in the drawings designed by Zifeng was that in order to increase the power of the magic weapon, he actually added thunder powder and burning star as igniters at the same time."

The masters are masters. As soon as Tang Zifeng mentioned these two kinds of igniters, they knew what was wrong with the drawings.

Tang Zifeng turned his head and looked at Tang Biao: "Why don't you let your second uncle explain to Zifeng why thunder powder and burning star can't be put together."

Tang Biao began to sweat on his forehead. In fact, he didn't want to answer this question at all, because if he answered him, he felt that he was being led by the little evil beast by the nose. However, the four masters had already turned their eyes to him, so Tang Biao had to bite the bullet and said, "Because the properties of the two fuels are extremely unstable. If they are put together, they will easily ignite prematurely under friction."

After saying that, he began to nervously watch the masters' reactions, and found that they did not show any abnormality, and he breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

In fact, he didn't know that these two fuels could not be put together. At first, he discussed it with the weapon refiners he had captured, and suspected that it was a problem with the fuel, so he replaced one of them. Unexpectedly, by accident, the spiritual weapon began to stabilize, and there was no such thing as premature explosion afterwards.

Tang Zifeng asked slowly, "So, you knew long ago that these two fuels cannot coexist, so you replaced the thunder powder with another wood-attributed fuel?"

Tang Biao suddenly felt at ease. He knew that his previous answer was correct, so he raised his chin and said, "So what? The imitation you refined probably still uses this thunder powder, right? Throw it away quickly, lest the spiritual weapon suddenly explode and hurt innocent people."

As a result, Tang Zifeng actually laughed, "How can we achieve our ideal without thunder powder? power. Your answer was wrong from the beginning. It’s not that the two fuels cannot coexist, but they cannot be put in at the same time, and one of them needs to be dealt with. "

Grandmaster Minghua only looked at Tang Biao at this time and said lightly: "If you don’t use the extremely impactful fuel such as the Thunder Powder, how can your spiritual weapon break the defense of the Jindan period cultivator? You chose to use wood-attributed fuel as a substitute, which made me begin to doubt the effect described by your spiritual weapon. "

Tang Biao’s face turned pale and blue, and he finally realized that he had fallen into Tang Zifeng’s verbal trap. The focus of his previous words was not on these two fuels, but on the order of priority.

The fuel was actually right!

Sure enough, Tang Zifeng said, "So, the first mistake in my drawing was that there was no mark that the Thunder Powder needed to be processed in advance and could not be mixed with the Burning Star Seed. And you later chose to remove the Thunder Powder. Although you accidentally solved this problem, you created a bigger problem for yourself. The power of your spiritual weapon will always be lacking, and you will never achieve the desired effect."

As he spoke, Tang Zifeng seemed to think of something and actually laughed, "The funniest thing is that I named this spiritual weapon Thunderstorm Ball because Thunder Powder was added to it, and you were so stupid that you didn't even change the name. You removed the Thunder Powder, but you still used the name Thunderstorm Ball."

In the seat of the aristocratic family, Tang Chen leaned back in the chair behind him dejectedly, as if he could no longer bear to watch the scene behind him. Moreover, he could already sense the subtle scrutiny from the other family leaders.

Offstage, Qirong suddenly clapped his hands vigorously, "I was wondering why Brother Tang didn't use my Thunderball name, which is so good. It turns out that he had the same idea as me!"

Qin Ruqing's mouth twitched slightly. So, Tang Zifeng had a period of middle school. It was after he was kicked out of the house that his naming style changed, from a middle school boy to a bad namer.

On the stage, Tang Zifeng looked at Tang Biao with a calm expression: "In fact, if you remove the thunderstorm powder, this spiritual weapon can still be saved. If the fuel is not enough, you need to find a way in other aspects, but you don't have it - your two explosive balls that store fuel are actually the same size."

Tang Zifeng raised the spiritual weapon refined by Tang Biao, and it turned out that the explosive balls connected by the chain were the same size. This is exactly where the spiritual weapons he and Tang Zifeng refined are most different.

The screen camera immediately cut a big close-up of the two people's spiritual weapons. Tang Zifeng's three balls were connected in sequence from small to large.

Tang Zifeng said: "The second problem with the blueprint I designed in the beginning was that the firepower of the spiritual weapon was not enough. Tang Biao must have discovered this problem when he was studying the blueprint, so his approach was to add a ball. He thought that if the fuel was increased, the power would be increased."

As soon as Tang Zifeng said this, the masters all laughed. Increasing the power by adding more is indeed a method, but it is really the dumbest method and is far from achieving the desired effect.

Tang Zifeng turned to look at Tang Biao: "You know, even if you increase the number of explosive balls to ten, you will never be able to break the defense of a Jindan cultivator. It is no longer a matter of magnitude, but a qualitative change."

Tang Zifeng turned and picked up his own spiritual weapon to demonstrate to Tang Biao, "The meaning of the explosive balls is to progress and stack with each other, rather than simply adding the number."

Grandmaster Minghua also changed her serious expression and smiled. She said: "So you thought of separating all the fuels, each fuel Mutual ignition and promotion, what kind of fuel did you use for the last explosive ball."

Tang Zifeng lowered his head and answered, "Pure Dust."

As soon as these words came out, the four refining masters all showed unexpected expressions, and it was Master Lu Ming who was surprised and said, "You can actually think of using the active adsorption and adhesion characteristics of Pure Dust to allow the fuel to actively mix during the explosion process, thereby changing its quality."

Pure Dust is a very cheap and common refining material. Just by matching them together, it can produce excellent results.

Grandmaster Minghua praised, "You have a profound understanding of the matching of equipment. I have said long ago that the equipment for refining instruments does not have to be precious. The key is to match them with each other. Tang Zifeng, you are very good."

At the seat of the noble family, Lin Yan, the head of the Lin clan, gently tapped her daughter Lin Yijun's head, "You see how they use the materials! Who can be as extravagant as you to pile up natural materials and treasures? Nine ethereal stones were used for a whip, and you are still not convinced that Grandmaster Minghua gave you a rating of medium B!"

Lin Yijun looked at Tang Zifeng on the high platform, pursed her lips slightly, and was shocked in her heart.

After hearing Grandmaster Minghua's praise, Tang Zifeng did not show any satisfaction. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Zifeng has one last thing to say."

Grandmaster Minghua said.

"The spiritual weapon that Zifeng refined today is actually not really completed." Listening to the loud discussions below, Tang Zifeng said calmly, "It still needs the last quenching process. Because if it is quenched with ordinary fire, the Star Meteor Explosion Ball will not achieve the best effect. Now the Explosion Ball can only barely break the defense of the Jindan cultivator, and there is no possibility of serious damage. Only by quenching with earth fire or above can the refining be truly completed."

Grandmaster Minghua laughed, so that's the case. Grandmaster Qishan next to him teased, "Why are you so honest, kid? If you don't say it, we won't find fault with you. Now that you say that, how can we give you a score later?"

Score! The people in the audience noticed this word keenly. Didn't they see what was written on the big screen before? Creations that are questionable cannot be graded. Now that Master Qishan said to grade, doesn't that mean... right and wrong have been determined?

They all looked at Tang Biao on the stage with a grim face. They had been watching him for a long time and he couldn't even fart. What else did he not understand?

Well, he plagiarized his nephew's drawings, killed someone, and still came here to turn the tables. He didn't repent even when he was about to die, and he was still performing on the stage just now.

Fame has always been a double-edged sword! Many people who once pursued Tang Biao are now angry.

"You shameless bastard! The good guys used to lie there!"

"I said you wouldn't be able to produce any decent work after that weapon-making competition. You've been relying on your old stuff. It turns out the things aren't yours, my God!"

"It's so funny. He spent four years working on a stolen blueprint and came up with something like this. He even created a genius persona for himself. I actually believed what he said. Now when I think about it, I can't help but go back and squeeze the water out of my brain!"

"Get off us, you plagiarist and murderer. You don't deserve to be standing there!"

"Get out, you bastard!"

Tang Biao's brain-dead fans lost their defense on the spot and were so angry that they were ready to throw rotten eggs at the door of the Tang family.

On the stage, Grandmaster Minghua looked at Tang Biao coldly, "Do you have anything else to say?"

As a result, Tang Biao was silent for a while, and then he burst into laughter. His eyes were filled with bloodshot at some point, looking at Tang Zifeng's hateful eyes, crazy like a demon.

"Stealing the blueprints, what's wrong with stealing the blueprints! Your mother broke off the engagement madly, causing the foundation-building pill that I was about to get to disappear, and my bright future was ruined. What's wrong with me stealing your blueprints? That should have been mine, it's your mother, you kid owe me!"

"I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted, I should have killed you, little evil beast!" As

he spoke, a hint of crazy murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he rushed directly towards Tang Zifeng!

He dared to do it on the stage!

The four masters were furious. The Fifth Wing had narrowed his eyes and was trying to subdue him on the spot. However, Tang Biao was cunning and pretended to kill Tang Zifeng, but he was actually taking the opportunity to escape.

Tang Zifeng was standing on the outside. When Tang Biao dodged and rushed over, he subconsciously dodged, which just made way for Tang Biao.

Tang Biao pretended to be crazy and stupid, which gave himself a chance to escape. He quickly slapped a thunder talisman on himself and disappeared in a few flashes.

The Fifth Wing narrowed his eyes and looked at the direction where Tang Biao fled. There was a murderous intent in his eyes. Not many people dared to play tricks in front of him. However, he did not chase him directly. He would dirty his hands if he caught Tang Biao himself.

Tang Chen slapped the armrest of the chair, stood up, and shouted: "Evil beast!"

He bowed towards the platform and said quickly, "I will catch the evil beast myself, and then I will apologize to the four masters!" After saying this, he disappeared in a flash.

The fifth feather tapped the table with his fingertips and said after a while: "Pass the order, if anyone in Xiling City dares to take in Tang Biao, he will be guilty of the same crime as Tang Biao."

The four masters also calmed down because of the shock just now. Grandmaster Minghua's face was extremely gloomy. He closed his eyes slightly and said, "Tang Biao of the Xiling Tang Clan will be expelled from our Weapon Refining Guild from now on. From now on, he will never be able to be called a weapon refiner!"

"The Tang Clan sheltered the criminal and did not know the person well, so they should be punished. The Tang Clan will not allow any of their children to enter the Weapon Refining Guild within three years. During these three years, the Tang Clan must rectify and clean up the clan. Otherwise, the Weapon Refining Guild will permanently review the qualifications of the Xiling Tang Clan and will never pass them."

The reason why Grandmaster Minghua sat in the main seat, even higher than Grandmaster Lu Ming of the Xianpin family, was because she was the president of the Four Domains Weapon Refining Guild.

The Weapon Refining Guild was an official weapon refining organization jointly established by the Fifth and Feng Clan, two Xianpin families. All genuine weapon refiners in the four regions are registered under the name of the Weapon Refiners Guild, which will provide support of rare weapon materials and technical training to the weapon refiners who join the Guild.

Now Tang Biao has disrupted the weapon refining conference and exposed such a shocking scandal at the conference. If it is not dealt with seriously, it will seriously damage the reputation of weapon refiners and make other cultivators on the mainland feel that the weapon refiners officially registered in their weapon refining association are such a bunch of idiots.

When Grandmaster Minghua said this, there was a buzzing sound below. My God, it is so serious that the Tang family's weapon refining qualifications are restricted.

At the seat of the noble family, the head of the Lin family looked happy.

Well, well, well, it is really a rat shit that spoils the whole pot of porridge. Originally, if the Lin family wanted to catch up with the Tang family, it would have taken a lot of effort. But now that the Tang family was involved in a shocking scandal and their qualifications for refining weapons were restricted by the Weapon Refining Guild, the Lin family only needed to press on and become the number one weapon refining family in Xiling.

After talking about the punishment, Grandmaster Minghua looked at Tang Zifeng, and her expression softened a little. She actually stood up, walked to Tang Zifeng, and said, "I now formally invite you to join the Xianpin Bureau's spaceship construction project. Are you willing? Do you have the ambition to build a spaceship that can jump over broken mountains and fly thousands of miles into the sky?"

Tang Zifeng's heartbeat suddenly quickened. He calmed himself, knelt on one knee, and said in a deep voice, "Zifeng is willing!"

"Okay!" Grandmaster Minghua helped him up, and the more she looked at the child, the more satisfied she became.

As a result, someone shouted, "Master Minghua, the spiritual weapon scores! Don't forget!"

Master Minghua showed a look of enlightenment, "Look, I forgot. We can't delay the progress of the weapon refining competition because of a scumbag."

He took out another piece of paper. In fact, they had already written down Tang Zifeng's spiritual weapon scores from the beginning. He handed it to the butler, who took a look and showed surprise, but quickly moved to write down the score of the last person in this weapon refining competition with a light pen.

No. 68 Tang Zifeng: Top, top, top, top.

Four tops!

In all the weapon refining competitions in the four regions, there are no more than two hands who have achieved the top four grades. All of these weapon refiners have made outstanding contributions to the Qianyuan Continent and are respected weapon masters!

There is no doubt that after this weapon refining competition, Tang Zifeng will definitely surpass the original name of Tang Biao and become the most promising weapon refiner of the younger generation in Xiling and even the four regions!

According to the rules of the weapon refining competition, as the champion of the competition, Tang Zifeng needs to give a speech.

Generally speaking, the champion's speech is very cliché, such as thanking the family, thanking the examiner who gave him the championship, and talking about the bitterness and pain since he started refining weapons, and that he will work harder in the future.

But when it was Tang Zifeng's turn, he looked in a certain direction for some reason. The three people, led by the red-dressed female cultivator, looked at him expectantly.

Thinking of what she said to him that night, and her last muttering, asking Tang to be a younger brother of her Qin family... Whether he could be a younger brother was another matter, but she had worked so hard to come up with a plan for him, and Tang Zifeng felt that he should be grateful.

So he used a spiritual weapon to amplify his voice and slowly opened his lips: "The one I want to thank most is our Xiling's official cooperative family, the Nanling Qin family. It was the Qin family who took me in when I was down and out, and provided me with refining materials and a stable refining environment. Only then was I able to continue to improve my refining skills after being kicked out of my home..."

Off the stage, Qirong opened his mouth into an "O" shape.

Lu Wei was surprised at first, then she couldn't help laughing, and she nudged Qin Ruqing next to her, "Xiao Wu, did you teach him this?"

Qin Ruqing, Qin Ruqing almost couldn't help laughing, but she knew she was outside and had to pretend, so she quickly pinched her grinning mouth with her hands, and after forcing the laughter back, she said seriously:

"Hey... How could it be, this is not what I taught him! He knows that our Qin family treats him well, and he sincerely wants to thank us, what can I do?"

In other words, Xiao Tang, you are too polite, you gave him such a wave of full-band advertisements for the four regions without even saying hello, which made him feel embarrassed.

Qin Ruqing covered his mouth and laughed like a little mouse who stole sesame oil.

It seems that such a small fat sheep account has been raised for her:D