Chen Zheng slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhu Hao opposite, and said lightly, "Young Master Ben is not interested!"

He had just experienced a fierce battle, and he was in a very bad state, and he would not be stupid enough to fight with Zhu Hao at this time.

"Straw bale, don't you dare!" Zhu Hao sneered.

"Don't dare?" Chen Zheng snorted coldly and said disappreciatively, "Three months later, you and I will fight at sunrise." Zhu Hao, you don't even have this patience, do you?"

"Hmph! Ben Shao is just testing your courage, how can you really do it! But you disappoint me very much! I don't even have the courage to fight! A straw bag is a straw bag!" Zhu Hao deliberately raised his voice and said sarcastically.

"Who is the straw bale, see you on the stage at sunrise!" Chen Zheng didn't talk nonsense, turned around and walked down the ring, walked to the back of the black boxing arena with the maid, and went to get the broken rough stone obtained.

Zhu Hao didn't want to give up this opportunity to belittle Chen Zheng lightly, and shouted from afar, "Sunrise, on the stage, I will prove to the whole city that you are a big straw bale......!"

Chen Zheng pretended not to hear, and under the guidance of the maid, he went straight to the house where Mr. Jin was.

"It turned out to be Young Master Chen Zheng, it's really disrespectful!" Manager Jin smiled with a smile on his face, handed Chen Zheng a small space bag, and said with a smile, "This is five million 100,000 broken rough stones, please take a look!"

Chen Zheng was overjoyed in his heart, five million was in hand, and he finally didn't have to worry about running out of money, and he could start refining his sword.

He took the small space bag, weighed it, and his super spiritual power probed into it, and he was about to roughly count it, but suddenly caught a sharp breath.

"Whew!"

The sharp sound of breaking wind sounded abruptly, with a piercing cold atmosphere.

Quickly turning sideways, a sharp dagger pierced his shirt. Chen Zheng narrowly avoided the sneak attack, and at the same time threw a punch with all his might.

The fist came out, and the waves roared.

"Tom!"

A fat figure flew into the air, slammed into the wall with a thud, and slid down like mud.

"Mr. Kim, are you going to kill me?"

Manager Jin smiled coldly, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, "You let the Black Boxing Stadium lose so much, it will inevitably cause me to lose my position as the chief manager, shouldn't I be killed?"

"That's it?"

Listening to Mr. Jin's bastard theory, Chen Zheng couldn't believe his ears, just because he defeated the cheetah, and unexpectedly won eleven games in a row, making the Black Boxing Stadium lose some broken rough stones, and Mr. Jin was going to kill him, and it was really the Black Boxing Stadium!

"Chen Zheng, as long as you hand over the broken original stone, I won't kill you!" said Chief Jin gloomily.

"I'm afraid you don't have this opportunity!" Chen Zheng said, walking towards Chief Jin who was paralyzed on the ground.

Seeing Chen Zheng's murderous intent, Mr. Jin exclaimed, "What are you going to do?"

"What do you say?" Chen Zheng asked coldly.

"You—you can't kill me!" said Mr. Kim, struggling, trying to stand up, but couldn't.

"Are you only allowed to kill me, and I can't kill you?" Chen Zheng walked into Mr. Jin with an expressionless face. He had already killed a cheetah and didn't care about killing another Kim manager.

In this world where the strong are respected and the weak eat the strong, being merciful to the enemy is cruelty to oneself, and a tooth for a tooth, killing only killing is the way to survive.

Whoever wants to kill him, he will kill him!

"Chen Zheng, if you kill me, the Jin family will not let you go!" Mr. Jin roared.

"Isn't the Kim family amazing?"

Chen Zheng had already come to the front of Chief Manager Jin and stepped on the back of the latter's hand holding the dagger.

The Jin manager is just a small manager among the many industries of the Jin family, and in the entire Jin family, he is a small person who can't enter the core forces at all, and his cultivation strength is only the seven stars of the Liwu Realm, and he is not Chen Zheng's opponent at all.

"Ahh

Unable to resist, Mr. Jin screamed miserably, curled up in the corner, and howled at the maid, "Call people!

The maid didn't know if she was frightened, or if she pretended not to hear, and froze in place.

The cold light flashed, blood splashed, and Mr. Jin whimpered.

Chen Zheng took out some broken rough stones from the body of Chief Manager Jin, threw them to the maid, and under the latter's frightened gaze, he strode towards the outside of the black boxing ring.

By the time the guards in the black boxing arena heard the sound and rushed over, there was no trace of Chen Zheng long ago.

Out of the black boxing ring, Chen Zheng rode away quickly on a camel wolf. came to the farther Xicheng and swept the five weapons shops of the Chen family before he gathered a thousand ordinary swords. Then he spent 10,000 pieces of rough stone to buy a refining furnace, and then hurried home.

When he got home, Chen Zheng immediately closed the door and set out the refining furnace, ready to start refining the sword.

"Elder Zhi, let's get started!"

"Hmm!" Zhi Lao's voice sounded, and then a vague voice appeared, "Faith ignites, the original stone is firewood, and the fire is opened!"

Zhi Lao's words were not long, but Chen Zheng was suddenly stunned, even though he had super comprehension, he couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence for a while.

How does belief ignite?

"That's stupid! Use your soul power to ignite the shattered rough stone. Zhi Lao glanced at Chen Zheng who was in a daze and said with a smile.

"Soul power can ignite the broken original stone?" Chen Zheng's face was full of doubts, he really didn't believe that the soul power that he couldn't see or touch could ignite something.

Zhi Lao nodded and replied very affirmatively, "As long as your soul power is strong enough!"

Chen Zheng was suspicious, took out a moment of broken rough stone, and put it in the refining furnace. Soul power poured out and touched the shattered stone, but the latter did not react in the slightest.

"Belief ignition, only if you work hard to ignite the fire, can you succeed. Elder Zhi's voice rang out.

Chen Zheng nodded, staring intently at the broken rough stone in the refining furnace, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is, "on". But the broken rough stone just didn't come to it, it was like a cold stone, and there was no reaction.

But Chen Zheng did not give up, he believed in the words of Zhi Lao, and he believed that he would definitely be able to ignite the broken rough stone.

This is also a kind of battle, a silent battle of soul power.

Fighting, in the confrontation between Chen Zheng and the broken rough stone, time passed quietly, and when the moon was on the treetops, the broken rough stone still did not have the slightest appearance of being lit.

At this time, Chen Zheng's soul power had been consumed, and his spirit was extremely tired, so he had no choice but to suspend this special battle and begin to cultivate Qi Induction Duel.

The next day, when the soul power was restored, he continued the silent battle. That's 10 days. In ten days, Chen Zheng's soul power slowly increased, and his belief in ignition also strengthened.

Finally, on the eleventh day, the broken rough suddenly moved, and slowly glowed with a faint red glow.

Chen Zheng was overjoyed, and immediately urged all his soul power to rush to the broken original stone. The crushed rough stone grew redder and redder, becoming like a piece of coal, emitting a scorching smell.

"Poof!"

When it was extremely red, there was a sudden pop and a flame rose.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and sighed secretly in his heart, just lighting a fire is so difficult, and I don't know how difficult it is to refine the sword!

"The ignition of faith has been successful! The next step is 'rough stone for firewood'. Thinking of this, Chen Zheng was suddenly stunned for a moment, and exclaimed: "Burn the original stone as firewood?" Zhilao, you're not joking!"

"No!" replied Zhi Lao in the affirmative.

"Burn money, you think I'm a local tyrant!" Chen Zheng said with a sad face.

Zhi Lao replied disdainfully, "Didn't you just make five million, enough to burn for a while!"

"I'll go! I don't make money for burning!" Chen Zheng was full of displeasure, the money he had earned so hard to earn was actually used as firewood and grass to burn, which was too wasteful!

"You kid still says I'm stingy, I think you're more stingy than me. Alas, how can you become a great weapon like this!" Zhi Lao looked like he hated iron but not steel, "Do you want to refine a sword?"

Chen Zheng smiled bitterly and asked, "Is there a way not to burn money?"

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Chen Zheng split his eyebrows and smiled, but as soon as Zhi Lao's words changed, his smile immediately turned into nothing.

"However, you need to cultivate to the realm to reach the Qi Martial Realm and burn your own original qi to refine your troops. ”

"It seems that I have to give it a hand!"

Of course, Chen Zheng had not yet reached the Qi Martial Realm, so he could only sigh helplessly, take out the small space bag, grab a handful of broken rough stones, and throw them into the refining furnace.

The fire in the refining furnace suddenly became vigorous, and the four walls of the refining furnace were red.

Zhi Lao nodded and said, "Soul control fire, melt sword!"

Chen Zheng threw a sword into the refining furnace, and his soul power controlled the flames and calcined. The heat emitted by the burning of the crushed rough was extremely high, and in a short time, the sword was sharpened into a puddle of scorching liquid.

Chen Zheng unhurriedly put in the second and third hands......

There are more and more liquids in the furnace, fused together, and occupy half of the furnace.

When the hundredth sword was smelted, Zhi Lao suddenly stopped, saying that the number of ordinary swords refining the first-grade sword was enough.

"Elder Zhi, didn't you say you need a thousand?" Chen Zheng asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Young man, do you think you can succeed once? Failure is inevitable!" Zhi Lao replied in the tone of a person who had come over, and immediately said sternly, "Concentrate your attention, control the flames of the soul, burn the impurities in the sword liquid, and refine the essence in it." ”

Chen Zheng didn't dare to be careless, so he did it immediately. The soul controlled the flames and frantically calcined the sword liquid in the furnace.

The volume of sword liquid in the refining furnace slowly decreased, and black impurities were constantly calcined out. Chen Zheng's soul power was also rapidly consumed.

In this way, it was a day, and by the end Chen Zheng's spirit was extremely tired, and his upper and lower eyelids were fighting and drowsy.

"Can't stop!"

Elder Zhi hurriedly reminded Chen Zheng that he knew that once he stopped at this time, the refining would fail.

Chen Zheng squeezed his eyes vigorously, and insisted desperately, and after holding on to half a pillar of incense for a while, the flames in the refining furnace suddenly fluttered, and the sword liquid instantly became mottled and dull, and was eaten by impurities.

Failed to refine the sword for the first time!

Chen Zheng sat paralyzed on the ground, his eyes blank, and rested for a while before he regained some energy.

He cultivated the Qi Extraction Decision on the spot, exhaling and absorbing the original qi between heaven and earth.

Qi induction is a practice for cultivating the original qi, and it does not have much effect on the recovery of soul power, only a little bit of elaborate effect.

However, there is one point, which is better than nothing, so he grasped this point, frantically urging the qi to decide, using the speed and number of times to amplify this point, and restore the soul power of Kuài.

Since then, his speed of absorbing the original qi of heaven and earth has also increased exponentially, and his cultivation strength has steadily advanced unconsciously.

Maybe it's the old man's sentence "failure is inevitable", which is a prophecy. Chen Zheng's next sword refining process was extremely unsmooth, and he failed seven times in a row.

Although each time there is an improvement over the last time, there is still a long way to go from success. However, in the face of failure, Chen Zheng is quite calm, and he has a more tenacious character than ordinary people.

Victory is not arrogant, defeat is not discouraged.

Once again, he raised his fire to refine his sword.

This time, the first qiē was very smooth, and the process of calcining the sword liquid and removing impurities and quenching the essence was also very smooth.

A fiery red liquid appeared in the refining furnace, and it flowed slowly, crystal like water, exuding faint energy fluctuations.

"The soul is the vessel, inducing the soldiers!"

Under the control of Chen Zheng's soul power, this liquid stretched longer and longer, and faintly appeared the hint of the sword.

However, at this moment, Chen Zheng was not surprised, but had a heavy face.