Chapter 290: When I was young and frivolous

"How. Unexpected. I said the first one would be mine." The movements in Liu Qian's hands did not stop. Turning his head to look at Wang Jiang, he showed a trace of contempt and disdain.

The taunt drew everyone's attention at once. I saw that Liu Qian's frightened boots were blooming. Liu Qian's vitality continued to pour into the Storm Boots. The Storm Boots are like a greedy hungry man constantly swallowing the vitality sent by Liu Qian. Just looking at the movement of this note, it is slightly bigger than Wang Jiang just now.

With the supply of vitality more and more. The spirit patterns that originally emitted a faint light became more and more vivid. A strange streamer kept flowing in it.

"Huh."

Liu Qian was overjoyed when he saw this situation. A low snort. The vitality in the hand is a huge supply to the Storm Boots. The whole line shines more and more intensely. Finally the entire pattern is activated. Like a snake turning into a dragon, it soars into the sky.

"It's a living pattern." Look at the lines that soar above the nine heavens. The other forgers on the same stage know what this means. All expressions are almost dull. Some of them shouted out the name of the vision.

"How so." Wang Jiang's hands trembled. The fan in my hand fell to the ground at any point. The whole person looked at all this in distraction. With this vision alone, he knew that the thing he had forged would not be stronger than Liu Qian anyway.

"Damn. This is a problem. Living grain. This control has definitely reached the level of a fourth-level forger. I'm afraid that the general branch president will also have this strength. How did Yuanmen cultivate a pervert." Zhang Yuanqi's originally relieved heart suddenly lifted up again. Only this time he didn't seem to see a glimmer of hope. The face is gloomy. I can't wait to eat that Liu Qian alive.

"Is this pattern difficult?" The fat man looked at the spirit pattern that rose into the air on the platform and asked quietly. After all, it's not a field. They only know a rough idea of the blacksmith. Such questions also appeared in every corner of the venue.

"There are two kinds of spirit patterns. A kind of dead lines. A kind of living pattern. The living pattern is to inject life into the spirit pattern. It is extremely difficult to possess a spirit weapon before the normal ground level. Once the spirit pattern is activated. Then the quality of this spiritual artifact will also be raised by a notch. However, there is a huge gap between each level of the Xuan-level spirit weapon. These Storm Boots are also a high-level existence among the Xuan-level intermediate spiritual weapons. Compared to Wang Jiang's, it is obviously weaker." An old forger in the stands saw that his own president hadn't spoken for a long time, so he said slowly.

"I'm unwilling."

Wang Jiang, who originally had expectations, was suddenly beaten into the abyss by Liu Qian. He came to the goal of taking the first. But now the competition is not over yet, and the first place does not belong to you. Besides, this man will never be able to get the first place. How can he bear it. Wang Jiang, who was originally high-spirited, suddenly fell into decadence. His efforts seemed a little pale in the face of such a gap.

"Roar."

A dull roar was heard. The spirit pattern above the Nine Heavens let out a low roar. Shocked. And then all of them shrank into the Storm Boots. The smile on Liu Qian's face bloomed like a chrysanthemum. A handprint of the end is formed in the hand. The majestic vitality is closed. Lowered head slightly raised. looked around defiantly and then fell on Zhang Yuanqi in the stands. Exhale lightly and then open slightly.

"If you give up one by one, you can announce it in advance with the first place." Liu Qian saluted Zhang Yuanqi. This salute is clearly a general. The whole venue was silent. They all suppressed their breathing.

Zhang Yuanqi was hovering there like a stake. The face is iron blue. This Liu Qian is too arrogant.

"Brother Tai can't help but be anxious." Forging table. Before Zhang Yuanqi could answer, the young man's hearty laughter gradually came out.

This sudden sound broke the silence just now. Everyone followed the laughter to find someone. Finally, it fell on the sword dust that had just been fried. The pale face disappeared for a while, and it was actually bloody. A cynical smile lifted at the corner of his mouth is intriguing.

"Great." The fat man, who originally thought that Jian Chen's would be slumped, shouted. Seeing the smile on Jian Chen's face. A few people somehow have a bottom in their hearts. They remember being in the wilderness. Every time in distress. Jian Chen also had such a smile on his face. In the end, a glimmer of light can be found in the abyss of despair.

"Brother Liu Qian. Sorry for that. This first. I'm going to ask for it." Jian Chen looked at Liu Qian, who had not yet recovered his senses. A faint smile. Pointing to the champion's prize on the high platform. It was like trying to include him.

Ruolin. Ling'er was a little stunned. The sword dust at this moment is a little different from what I saw in the past. There's no trace of composure. Insolently frivolous.

"Oh. Isn't that bad enough to fail just now? Good. Then I'll just sit here and wait. Look how you lose face." Liu Qian sneered. With a wave of his right hand, a chair landed on the forge floor. The whole person sat up generously. I don't care about the stunned stares of others.

"Brother Bi Fang. Why not give it a go." Jian Chen ignored Liu Qian's insolent movements. I made a gesture to the sky. And then a beckon. The second material appeared in front of him.

"Good. Then I'll accompany Jian Chen." The haze of defeat was swept away. The indestructible battle intent on his face rose again. An apologetic smile at the stars.

"Haha. This kid is good." Tian Xingchen laughed. This appreciation is obviously not for others. It's said to Jian Chen. He became more and more satisfied with the boy who appeared halfway. If it weren't for his temperament, he would have been dyed to the end of the world. I'm afraid that Tianbi Fang will not be able to get out of the predicament so quickly.

"Why did he still choose the Five Elements Ring. This kid." Seeing that the material of the sword dust has not changed. Apparently it's still the Five Elements Ring just now. almost made Zhang Yuanqi thunderous. If it weren't for the loss of face. I'm afraid he's going to rush down and beat the sword dust storm now.

"President Zhang. Maybe the mystery of the Five Elements Ring has been broken by this young man." Tian Xingchen saw Zhang Yuanqi smile like this and said with relief. He had an inexplicable confidence in the young man on the stage.

Side. Tianbi Fang began to forge. The Stellar Fire Control Technique has been used almost to the extreme. The material is churning in flames. A trace of black gas is discharged. Obviously, this is the impurity in the material.

One by one. One by one, the materials entered the forge under the control of the sword dust. The action is fluid. Forging seems to have become an art at this moment. It's pleasing to the eye. Behind Jian Chen, a purple aura quietly rose.

The battle spirit of the two slowly solidified. There are civilians on the stage. There are also businessmen. More warriors. The marks that the years have left on their faces more or less. But at this moment, the fighting spirit of the two triggered the youthful frivolity in their hearts.

"Come on." I don't know who started shouting first. The sound spread like a plague in an instant.

The first watch, two shifts yesterday, and two shifts continue today.