Chapter 1668 I Should Be Under Pressure
Seeing this, Feng Rong praised, "Well done, little shovel. I'll give you some delicious black iron later."
Helian Xing: "..."
Feng Rong only responded to Helian Xing's words at this time.
"It's not that I'm anticipating such a day. I just like to try everything when I have free time. Even if it's something very strange or unusual, I want to give it a try. If there really is a day when I need to refine something very strange, I can get started right away."
Helian Xing was still puzzled. "But is this really possible? For example, this shovel, except for being used in this situation, you will almost never see it again."
“Who said…”
Feng Rong smiled mysteriously, then instantly summoned the shovel back and swung it out again. A powerful impact force instantly hit Helian Xing's face.
But when it was about to hit the tree, it suddenly turned and pierced into the trunk of the big tree next to it!
"boom--"
“Patta, patta—”
The sound of tree trunks being torn apart gradually rang out. Helian Xing turned back in shock and saw an even more shocking scene.
Because the shovel went straight through the tree trunk, the powerful attack force actually cracked the trunk directly. As the sound rang out, the trunk slowly tilted until it could no longer support itself and collapsed with a loud bang!
There was a loud bang, which almost broke the tree next to it.
Such attack power is not something that ordinary offensive immortal weapons can possess, so it can be said that this shovel is basically a lethal spiritual weapon.
Helian Xing turned his head firmly and looked at Feng Rong. For the first time, he felt that he had a new understanding of his brother.
Hasn't this guy worked hard in the past two years?
So how did this thing come about?
Helian Xing thought so and asked the same question.
Feng Rong smiled and said, "Actually, you're right. I really haven't worked hard in the past two years. These things are all products of me before I was nineteen."
"Wait a minute."
Helian Xing felt his heart couldn't take it anymore. He raised his hand to let Feng Rong stop first, and then he calmed down before asking, "So you're saying that you already possessed such a powerful offensive weapon before you were nineteen? You were already a fairy-level weapon refiner before you were nineteen?"
Later, Helian Xing's voice even began to sharpen, "Didn't you reach the first level of the Immortal Rank last year?"
Feng Rong coughed lightly, "Actually, it was when I was eighteen, but my grandfather felt that my strength didn't match my talent, so he wouldn't let me tell anyone. He even trained me as a ninth-grade weapon refiner. I secretly collected the materials and tinkered with these things myself."
Helian Xing wanted to spit out blood at this moment.
This damn brat has deceived them all these years. They really thought he had just broken through to the immortal level.
In that case, Feng Rong’s talent in refining weapons is not top-notch, but his father’s is super super super top-notch!
We are all geniuses, so why is the gap between geniuses so big?
Feng Rong patted Helian Xing's shoulder guiltily, "Okay, stop looking at me like that. I'm under a lot of pressure."
"You're stressed out, but I should be. That strike with your golden shovel just now was comparable to that of an emperor. You have such formidable strength, why didn't you show it on the arena?"
If he had used it, would he have been beaten like that by Liu Qing?
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