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It was a longbow, the body of the bow was like a crescent moon, the two ends were slightly cocked, and a fierce beast tendon that was as clear as jade was refined into a bowstring, spanning both ends. The bow body was as red as fire, floating in the air, like a burning flame.

Leng Qiufeng's gaze fell on this longbow, and a touch of softness swept over his indifferent cheeks.

This is the best spiritual weapon he has ever refined, and there is no one!

After studying in a dream all day yesterday, coupled with the comprehension of refining weapons with the help of the fragments of enlightenment leaves, Leng Qiufeng's refining level had already improved by leaps and bounds, and at this time, he looked at this fiery red longbow, and without careful identification, even he was not sure what kind of quality spiritual weapon this fiery bow was.

But......

A ray of essence flashed in the eyes of the cold autumn wind.

He believed that this spiritual weapon, which combined all his current comprehension of the way of refining, was definitely not ordinary!

As if sensing Leng Qiuhan's mocking gaze, Leng Qiufeng turned his head and glanced lightly, his gaze fell on the cold short dagger in the latter's hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a cold smile.

He stretched out his hand, and the flaming bow hanging in mid-air fell into his hand like a weary bird returning to the forest.

There was a faint warmth from the bow body, and there was also a heat in the heart of the cold autumn wind, which was rising.

At this point, the five young craftsmen have all completed the refining.

The referee teacher dressed in black flew into the ring, but when he waved his hand, a huge black stone fell on the ring with a bang.

This black stone, about a zhang high, looks like a stone tablet, but there is no text on it, and the whole body is as black as ink, exuding a cold atmosphere.

Measuring Stone!

In the stands, the eyes of all the spectators lit up when they saw this huge black stone.

This black stone looks ordinary, but it is an item specially used to test spiritual weapons. Due to the process of refining the spiritual weapon, from the grinding into the embryo, to the fine carving and engraving of the instrument pattern, and then to the final quenching, in this whole process, the slightest deviation will affect the power of the finished spiritual weapon.

Therefore, even if they are refining spiritual weapons by themselves, many times they are not sure what kind of power the works they refine will be.

The Measuring Instrument Stone is made of the hardest black steel stone through special techniques, which is incomparably hard, enough to withstand the bombardment of the best spiritual weapons, ordinary weapons, and even have the qualifications to leave a mark on the Measuring Stone.

After taking out the tester stone, the black-clothed referee glanced around at the five teenagers in the ring and said, "Next, the spirit weapon that you and others are going to be evaluated, you first introduce the work in your hand, and then test the power of the spirit weapon on the tester stone, and the result of the competition will be judged accordingly." Got it?"

The five teenagers on the stage nodded, slowly left the casting platform, and walked towards the measuring stone that landed in the center of the ring.

There is a strong confidence in the eyes.

Walking to the tester stone, a young man with a hint of immaturity on his face couldn't wait to stand up.

He saluted the rostrum and the audience on all sides, and then said loudly: "I am Yang Xiangdong, and the hundred chopping knife in my hand is a low-grade spiritual weapon......

The young man named Yang Xiangdong raised the long knife in his hand and gestured, and a trace of pride flashed across his face.

He was proud, not because of the work in his hand, but because he grabbed the first place and tested the spiritual weapon.

Yang Xiangdong knew very well in his heart that among the top five, Wu Jiang and Leng Qiuhan, the two demons, must be refining medium-grade spiritual weapons, if the two of them are tested first, and Zhuyu is in front, then the spiritual weapons in their hands will become garbage, and it is absolutely impossible to attract attention, so he can't wait to jump out and be the first to identify.

Sure enough, Yang Xiangdong had just finished introducing the Hundred Battle Knife in his hand, and there was a voice of admiration in the stands.

"This young man, he doesn't look like he is fifteen or sixteen years old, he can already refine the lower grade spirit weapon, in a few years, I am afraid that there will be another senior weapon master in Starlight City!"

Yang Xiangdong's eyes flashed, he held the long knife in his hand, took two steps forward, and arrived in front of the measuring stone.

He took a deep breath, and the Yuan Force in his body suddenly surged.

"Ho!"

Yang Xiangdong exhaled, and the long knife in his hand suddenly turned into a streamer of light, slashing towards the ink-black measuring stone.

Clang!

A crisp sound came.

Everyone looked intently, but saw that a shallow knife mark appeared on the measuring stone, although the knife mark was only half an inch deep, but it was enough to arouse the amazement of many people.

"This Hundred Battle Knife is so sharp?"

"Ordinary low-grade spiritual weapons, I'm afraid they can only leave a shallow mark on the measuring stone, right?

"Although it is only a low-grade spiritual weapon, with this sharpness, it is enough to increase the value of this knife by several percent!"

"This Yang Xiangdong is amazing!"

Yang Xiangdong listened to the praise from the stands, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile.

The same student of the Academy of Instruments, he knew that he was two pounds, and he didn't expect to win Tiejiang and Leng Qiuhan, but he was not willing to be a foil, and he was already very satisfied if he could show his face once on a big stage like the top five qualifying competition.

He withdrew his Hundred Battle Knife and bowed slightly to the audience.

Countless applause burst forth.

Another teenager, Wang Feng, seemed to have the same thoughts, and after Yang Xiangdong finished the test, he couldn't wait to rush forward.

The long sword he refined was also a low-grade spiritual weapon, and the results of the test, although not as good as Yang Xiangdong, were much higher in quality than ordinary low-grade spiritual weapons, and it was also applauded by the audience.

After the two teenagers finished the test, they stepped aside.

For them, being able to break into the top five is also a bit of a fluke, and they are already very satisfied with being able to successfully refine a spiritual weapon and show their faces on such a stage.

They are well aware of their level.

Everyone's eyes fell on the remaining three teenagers who had not yet been tested.

Tiejiang, cold autumn cold, cold autumn wind!

All three seem to have absolute confidence in themselves and are not in a hurry to test them. 0

The big boy who was like a black tower raised his eyes and glanced at the two opponents around him, and there seemed to be a-for-tat atmosphere between the two young men surnamed Leng .

His heart moved, and Huo Ran took a step forward.

"Ha, since you are not in a hurry, then I will offer my ugliness first, and I should throw bricks and lead the jade!"

The young man raised the huge long knife in his hand like a door panel, and the sound rang like a bell.

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