As Meng Siao engraved the spirit patterns one by one, the shape of this sword began to gradually become complete.

"Interesting, the heavy sword has no edge, it should be shaped for this sword in the order from the blade to the hilt, but this kid started with the sword body. "Ye Ningcheng is a heaven-level craftsman, and his eyesight is naturally self-evident.

After just looking at it for a moment, he couldn't help but nod his head again and again, with a look of amazement on his face.

But as Meng Siao's "Ming Ling" continued without stopping, the expression on the face of this Heavenly Rank Craftsman gradually changed from amazement to suspicion, and from suspicion to confusion.

This confusion lasted for a long time, and it was not until the moment Meng Siao's heavy sword was shaped that he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were burning, and there was a trace of excitement and disbelief in his eyes: "Crazy! Crazy! Can you actually think of this hand! This is a technique that even the craftsmen who teach the refining class in the academy have never thought of! Who is it? What kind of power will it be who taught him the refining skills?!"

He muttered in his mouth, and the whole person exuded an extremely rare excitement, as if he wanted to wait to see the heavy sword that Meng Siao was still refining, but he was afraid that his actions would disturb the other party, so he seemed extremely restless.

Whether it was everyone in Heavenly Trench City, or everyone in the central square of Xingyao Academy who was staring at the projection for a moment, they were all in an uproar when they saw his appearance.

After the uproar, everyone couldn't help but guess, not understanding whether this Heavenly Rank Craftsman had seen something remarkable from the heavy sword that Meng Siao, a newcomer, was forging and refining.

At this time, on a huge pavilion a hundred feet away from the central square, several monks of different ages were sitting by the window, looking at the huge projection on three sides.

When he saw Ye Ningcheng showing this kind of unstable emotion in an extremely rare way, one of them couldn't help but ask, "Do you see anything?"

"I only know that Ye Ningcheng is a kid, and now he is extremely excited. One shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, "As for what he saw in that heavy sword—I'm sorry, I haven't even fully understood the magic skill that the two of them just performed." Among us, only Ning Que and Lin Dong barely mastered this divine skill. Now that Lin Dong is not here, Ning Que, please give us an explanation?"

The monk called Ning Que smiled bitterly, and glared at him angrily: "You also know that I barely mastered it, just now, the rhythm of the two of them refining weapons was too fast, and I just understood it." You let me explain, I have a thing to explain to you!"

"Ye Ningcheng won't talk about him, this thing is a complete demon. Another person spoke, "However, you can't even keep up with that kid's refining rhythm?" ”

Ning Que rolled his eyes: "The principle of this divine skill, to put it bluntly, is very simple, it is to use the spirit pattern to improve the grade of the material, and then refine the improved material into a magic weapon." However, the reason why it is called a divine skill is because when these materials that rely on the spirit pattern to improve their grade are fused with each other, how to ensure that the spirit patterns in them will not clash, restrain each other, and resist each other, and also ensure that the spirit patterns engraved into this artifact will not collide, restrain and resist each other with these spirit patterns integrated into the materials! Even Ye Ningcheng took a full 20 years and tried more than 100,000 times before he finally mastered this technique. I'm only half-baked now, and I can't keep up with the rhythm of refining tools, isn't it incredible? If I can keep up, it's called incredible!"

"So, this kid is a real miracle?" asked one of them, a little incredulous.

"Nonsense!" Ning Que shrugged, "You've watched it more than a dozen times before you realize this?"

"Damn!" The person who spoke first couldn't help but pat his thigh, "A demon who is even more demonic than Ye Ningcheng! This kid is the reincarnation of a certain craftsman god in the fairyland!"

"If you want to say that, I mean it's possible. One chimed in.

Ning Que glanced at them angrily, spread his hands and said, "What I am more concerned about now is that Ye Ningcheng, this guy, has seen something amazing from this heavy sword!

"I'm afraid, only Ye Ningcheng himself knows!" One of them also spread his hands and said, "If those craftsmen and gods in the academy are also watching this competition, perhaps, they also know the answer." ”

"Damn!" someone couldn't help but burst out with a foul sentence and complained, "This is just a refining weapon competition in the 'Dream Realm'! It's so high-end that even the rest of us can see it in the clouds, and the second monk can't figure it out—this is so unscientific!"

......

After about half a pillar of incense, Meng Siao's mouth let out a long breath.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, raised his head, looked at Ye Ningcheng, and said with a faint smile: "I've made my predecessors wait for a long time, and my 'Shattered Abyss Heavy Sword' has finally been refined." ”

"This is a wisp of 'Three Thousand Flames and Fire' origin, in exchange for your heavy sword!" Ye Ningcheng heard that he had finished refining, and he actually directly shifted his shape, and couldn't help but stuff a wisp of spiritual fire wrapped in spiritual flames into Meng Siao's hand, and at the same time, he snatched the "Shattered Abyss Heavy Sword" he had just refined, and then directly collected it into his origin ring.

This qiē happened too suddenly.

By the time Meng Siao reacted, the heavy sword he had just refined had disappeared, and on his left hand, there was already an extra wisp of the origin of the "Three Thousand Flames of Fire".

"Seniors. He suddenly looked at Ye Ningcheng with some tears and laughter.

Ye Ningcheng waved his hand and said: "With the emperor rank to my quasi-emperor rank, the victory or defeat is simply clear. I have also heard the rules of this 'peerless' challenge, as the side of the Xingyao Pavilion, once defeated, you will be imprisoned by the power of the law. Just in case, I'll take your heavy sword first......"

Halfway through his words, his whole person suddenly froze.

"If you don't take the initiative to admit defeat, if our two Xuan soldiers don't fight, it won't be considered a winner. Meng Siao looked at Ye Ningcheng, who had been imprisoned, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "What you say now is equivalent to admitting defeat directly...... Forget it, anyway, the 'Three Thousand Flames' is also in hand, so I'll send my seniors away." ”

He hit out a spiritual flame, and the next moment, Ye Ningcheng's body shattered inch by inch, turned into powder, and dissipated between this heaven and earth.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding audience of Tianyan City was okay, their understanding of this Ye Ningcheng was just a few words from Qian Pengyu, but there was an incredible uproar in the central square of the entire Xingyao Academy.

Ye Ningcheng, the genius craftsman known as the genius among geniuses, is destined to become a demonic figure of the "craftsman god" in the future, unexpectedly, he was defeated like this? !