Although Leng Qiuhan's words were arrogant, they were recognized by many people.

Being able to refine a work like the Ice Dagger that surpasses ordinary medium-grade spiritual weapons, he does have arrogant capital.

In the eyes of many people, after Leng Qiuhan and Tie Jiang separated the winners and losers, the top position on the list has lost its suspense.

As for Leng Qiufeng - the audience who witnessed Leng Qiufeng's entire refining process throughout the whole process also believed that what he refined was just a low-grade spiritual weapon, just like Leng Qiuhan said, the huge gap between the lower-grade spiritual weapon and the middle-grade spiritual weapon cannot be compared at all.

In the guest seat, Leng Xueyun looked at the scenes that happened in the ring with a smile, and nothing satisfied him more than this result. His son not only surpassed the waste of the eldest brother in the ranking without any suspense, but also won the top position on the Stardust Academy Instrument List and became famous.

He turned his head, his gaze fell on Leng Xueyu, whose face was gloomy, and a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes, and a sense of superiority of the victor arose.

Big brother, nineteen years ago, in the battle between the head of the family, I lost to you, but today my son has completely crushed your son!

This is the cycle of heavenly principles, and retribution is unpleasant!

This is ten years of Hedong, ten years of Hexi!

Leng Xueyun thought about it, endless happiness surged in her heart, and the corners of her mouth opened and she showed a smug smile.

Offstage, the other teenagers in the wolf class looked nervous.

The current situation seems to be quite unfavorable for the cold maniac.

They subconsciously turned their eyes to Teacher Meng, who was standing not far in front of them with his hands in his hands, but they saw that the corners of the latter's mouth were slightly upturned.

Well?

The teenagers were slightly stunned, and immediately reacted.

The teacher is laughing!

Is there a way for the teacher?

Yes, the teacher has great powers, there must be a way!

Thinking about it like this, the teenagers suddenly seemed to have taken a reassuring pill, and their mood relaxed almost instantly.

The blind trust in Teacher Meng gives them reason to believe that as long as Teacher Meng wants to do something, he will definitely be able to do it!

The teacher is not worried, which means that things are still turning around!

Meng Nan's eyes looked at the ring, and he watched the performances of the five teenagers on the stage one by one.

Leng Qiufeng is a student he taught single-handedly, and with the help of his series of magical methods that are enough to shock the world, Leng Qiufeng has already grown up, and it is a real rebirth.

It can be said that in Meng Nan's heart, his eighteen students will definitely not be inferior to any genius now!

If anyone still looks at these students of his old age, they will surely die an ugly death!

He's seen it......

This cold autumn is about to become the next sacrifice for his student to raise the power of Stardust!

Everyone's eyes were focused on the cold autumn wind.

Everyone was waiting for this indifferent teenager to make a choice, whether to give up, or insist on testing the spirit weapon he had refined?

Suddenly, an impatient voice resounded from the stands: "Who's that? Don't stand there and be ashamed, give up quickly! Don't waste everyone's precious time, there are still many games to be played in the future!"

This gong-like sound, in the dull arena, is particularly harsh, and at the same time it resonates with many people.

"That's right, don't waste your time, you're going to lose anyway!"

"That is, it's like a test, how can your low-grade spiritual weapon compare with other people's medium-grade spiritual weapons?"

"Get out of here!"

"Don't waste our time!"

"Get down!"

A buzzing and angry scolding echoed throughout the arena.

This is the inferior nature of the world, no matter what world it is, when there is a bustle, as long as someone takes the lead, it is easy to lead to a commotion.

Hearing the shouts of the audience, Leng Qiuhan had a faint smile on his face.

The cold autumn wind still has an indifferent expression that has not changed for thousands of years.

He raised his eyes and glanced around the stands on all sides, and finally, his gaze focused on Leng Qiuhan's body.

He said lightly: "Who said that what I refined is a low-grade spiritual weapon?"

The voice was very soft, but in this noisy arena, it could be clearly heard in everyone's ears.

"Huh?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then there was a burst of laughter.

"What does he mean by this? It's not a low-grade spiritual weapon, isn't it possible that he is refining a medium-grade spiritual weapon?"

"Don't be funny, did you see him engraved? No? That's it, have you ever seen a medium-grade spiritual weapon without a weapon pattern?"

"Haha, this guy turned out to be a tease!"

"In my opinion, what he means is that the ones he has refined are basically not even lower-grade spiritual weapons, and they should barely be regarded as mortal weapons!"

"Haha, that makes sense!"

Leng Qiuhan on the stage also smiled, he pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Isn't it a low-grade spiritual weapon?"

"Haha, if this isn't a low-grade spiritual weapon, I'll eat it!"

Leng Qiuhan pointed at Leng Qiufeng with one hand and said proudly.

"Eat?"

Leng Qiufeng's gaze fell on the fire bow in his hand, and he shook his head thoughtfully, "You can't afford to eat, I'll kill you! Besides, I'm not willing to give it to you!"

"Haha, Leng Qiufeng, it's all come to this point, do you still have to pretend to be forced? I think I'm afraid it's really as everyone said, your bow is just a mortal weapon at all!"

Leng Qiufeng shook his head again, "No, my bow is also a medium-grade spiritual weapon!"

As soon as he said this, the arena suddenly fell silent for a second, and then the noise resumed.

"Medium-grade spiritual weapon? This guy's head can't be squeezed through the door, right? Medium-grade spiritual weapon, is it something that he can refine casually? How can a guy who can't even engrave a medium-grade spiritual weapon refine it?"

"That's right, look at the longbow in his hand, the bow body is extremely smooth, and there is not even a small line, it is definitely not a medium-grade spiritual weapon!"

"I'm really good at pretending, look, see how embarrassed he is in a while!"

The buzzing discussion fell in Leng Qiufeng's ears, and he picked it up.

These people who watch the excitement are really annoying.

There is no discipline at all!

In that case, then we have to shut them up!

Leng Qiufeng's gaze condensed slightly, and a surging Yuan Force suddenly passed through his left hand and spread to the fiery fire bow.

Airplanes!

The crimson longbow suddenly let out a hum.

The next moment, a change occurred!

A subtle light shone from the flaming bow in Leng Qiufeng's hand, and it was some lines that seemed to be lines, and in an instant, like a spider's web, spread across the entire bow body.

Countless lines, each of which looks extremely fine, are densely distributed on the bow body, and seem to echo each other from afar, forming countless mysterious circuits.

Red as a fiery longbow, the flickering misty light, at this time, was like a deadly bright light, blinding everyone's eyes.

In everyone's eyes, there was only a thick shock left.

It's a vessel!

Sky!

Unexpectedly...... It's really a medium-grade spiritual weapon!