The atmosphere in the martial arts arena became weird.
Wu Buxiu, who was still immersed in the joy of four victories just now, stood frozen on the spot.
Everyone's eyes moved away from him and focused on Ye Feng.
Hu Yanchen, who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind, slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the field with interest.
This unexpected episode aroused the interest of his innate swordsman more than boring victory.
Chu Ling, who was originally staring at the flowing clouds on the horizon, also withdrew his misty gaze at this moment, and Ye Feng's figure was reflected in his pupils.
At this time, Ye Feng turned his eyes and looked at Chu Ling.
Looking at each other.
The corners of Ye Feng's mouth suddenly curved upward in a very small arc.
That was not a gentle smile, but rather a bit of indescribable playfulness and... provocation?
Chu Ling was slightly startled.
She didn’t understand why this young man who had caused such a big trouble looked at her like this.
Her heart tightened for no reason.
"Bending is not far away." Elder Ziyang's voice still contained suppressed anger.
Qu Buyuan was startled and quickly bowed.
"The disciple is here."
Elder Ziyang raised his chin slightly and pointed at Ye Feng, his eyes cold.
"Is what Ye Feng said true?"
Sweat instantly broke out on Qu Buyuan's forehead, his eyes averted, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito.
"It...seems...but...disciple..."
Qu Buyuan's lips wriggled a few times, hesitating, and somehow his brain felt mushy.
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and said loudly: "Elder Ziyang, I have something unclear about this junior."
He took a step forward and looked directly at Elder Ziyang without any hesitation, "You seem to doubt that this junior doesn't know how to refine weapons?"
Not waiting for Elder Ziyang to respond, Ye Feng's voice suddenly rose and resounded throughout the entire martial arts arena, "In this case, why should we embarrass Brother Qu? I am not talented, so I would like to ask Elder Ziyang for advice. I wonder if the elder dares to accept the challenge?"
Surprising!
The entire martial arts arena fell into a dead silence.
Everyone looked at Ye Feng in stunned silence.
An outer disciple actually challenged a long-established and respected senior weapon refiner in public?
This is crazy!
Ling Xuzi was sweating on his head at this moment.
Lu Yuanqing frowned slightly, a complicated light flashed in his eyes.
"What did you say? Say it again!" Elder Ziyang looked at Ye Feng, his voice trembling.
Ye Feng’s voice was clear and resounding, and once again spread throughout the entire martial arts arena.
"I want to compete with you on the trial device."
"Right now, right here."
"What? Elders of the dignified Weapon Refining Sect, don't you dare?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Elder Ziyang's slightly flushed face.
Elder Ziyang’s mind was spinning.
What is his identity?
A senior weapon refiner who has been famous for a long time in the Weapon Refining Sect, he is superb in the art of refining weapons and is respected by countless people.
And what about Ye Feng? A little-known outer disciple of the Tianji Sect!
Agree? He, the majestic Ziyang, was competing with a junior in front of everyone? If this spreads out, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud?
But if you don’t agree...
It is showing weakness and cowardice! The majesty and reputation he has built for many years may collapse in an instant and be shattered like scrap metal that has failed to be tempered!
Ye Feng is putting him on the fire and putting him in a dilemma!
Elder Ziyang took a deep breath, forced down the turmoil in his heart, fixed his eyes firmly on Ye Feng, and asked in a deep voice:
"Boy, how long have you been learning to refine weapons?"
He needs a step up. If Ye Feng is not good at academics and is just arrogant and ignorant, he may be able to scold him as an elder.
Then I asked about the Nine Aperture Ziyang Furnace...
Under the spotlight, Ye Fengyun was calm and gentle. With a smile on his lips, he stretched out his right hand and made a clear "six" gesture. His tone was calm: "No more, no less, exactly six days."
"Boom!"
The crowd exploded!
"Six days? There's nothing wrong with my ears, right?"
"Did he rub his face on the ground?"
"Six days? Haha! I bet 10,000 spirit stones that he can't even do the most basic purification! He can even burn his eyebrows if he controls fire!" A disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect said the bet.
Qu Buyuan, his face is still calm, Ye Feng is a very evil boy, his weapon refining techniques are weird and unpredictable, six days? He fell into memories...
Elder Ziyang was so angry at these "six days" that his face turned blue and white.
"Hehehe..." Elder Sikong of the Wanjian Sect stroked his beard, a light flashed in his eyes, but his face was filled with an amiable smile. He said loudly: "Brother Ziyang, I think this disciple of the Tianji Sect is very brave!"
He turned to Ye Feng, nodded approvingly, and then looked at Elder Ziyang, with a somewhat "fair" tone: "Since this disciple is willing to challenge, why not give him a chance? It will also open the eyes of us old guys to see how amazing and talented the disciples of this generation of Tianji Sect are."
This may sound like trying to smooth things over, but in fact it is full of connotations.
If Ye Feng loses, he will lose the face of the entire Tianji Sect!
He brought his disciples to challenge today with the intention of suppressing Tianji Sect's arrogance, so he was naturally happy to see Tianji Sect make a fool of himself.
After a pause, Elder Sikong added with pretense of regret: "Of course, if Taoist Brother Ziyang feels that it is beneath his status to give guidance to a junior, or if he feels that this disciple really...well, needs more training, then forget it."
These words directly pushed Elder Ziyang to the edge of the cliff.
Rejection not only confirms timidity, but also carries the reputation of being "afraid to give advice to the younger generation."
Elder Ziyang’s chest heaved violently, and his teeth chattered.
Sikong, this old fox! He was clearly just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously, deliberately fanning the flames and wanting to see Tianji Sect’s jokes!
He turned his head sharply and stared at Ye Feng's face that still had a slight smile.
In his opinion, that smile was full of provocation and ridicule!
An uncontrollable anger instantly overwhelmed his reason.
"Okay!" Elder Ziyang almost squeezed out the word through his teeth. His voice was loud and loud, and it spread throughout the entire martial arts field. "I will allow you to do so today! I want to see what earth-shattering skills you have learned in the past six days!"
Ling Xuzi's heart sank completely...
Lu Yuanqing's expression became even more gloomy...
He sighed and summoned Elder Yunhe, the intermediate weapon refiner, who was about to prepare the weapon furnace and materials.
"No need!"
Elder Ziyang waved his hand, and a golden weapon refining furnace appeared out of thin air in everyone's sight.
Geng Jin Flame Furnace!
The Gengjin Flame Furnace is a higher level weapon refining furnace than the Jiuqiao Ziyang Furnace, and cannot be controlled by non-senior weapon refiners.
Elder Sikong was slightly startled: It seems that Ziyang is really angry. Okay, very good!
Wu Buxiu was quickly driven down, and the martial arts stage became a weapon refining competition stage.
On one side is a long-established and respected weapon-refining master.
On one side are the outer disciples of the Tianji Sect who are just starting out and have only learned weapon refining for six days.
The martial arts field became solemn again, and everyone's breathing slowed down unconsciously, their eyes fixed on the weapon refining furnace and the two people who were about to start the duel.