Ren Feifei didn't pay the slightest attention to the cynicism around him.

Scold, scold, anyway, it doesn't matter to him, what he is taboo about in the cultivation process is to pay too much attention to the opinions of others!

The heart is like stopping the water, which is the king.

Ren Feifei's eyes were very calm at the moment, and as for how many steps the sword could cast, he didn't count in his heart.

The fourth-order sword was completed last night under the guidance of the sword spirit!

The fifth order depends on fate!

Take it one step at a time, and one step at a time.

Maybe something unexpected will happen.

Ren Feifei has been creating miracles for a long time since he returned to Huaxia, and this time Ye Ye is no exception!

It's just that Ren Feifei doesn't know whether the sword improved by the sword melting technique is considered a sword casting.

Just when Ren Feifei was thinking, the sword casting competition officially kicked off.

"Boom!"

When a distant bell rang the top of the Sword Casting Square, the entire Sword Casting Square was completely silent!

It's quiet, and you can hear even if a pin drops.

Listening to the echo of the bells ringing in his ears, an old man walked up tremblingly with a cane, and came to the center step by step.

The old man's eyes were calm, and they seemed to have unprecedented depth.

It's hard to see.

He turned around and stared at everyone present.

At this time, countless refiners in the arena slowly raised their heads, and their eyes were extremely respectful!

This is a tribute to a former king!

Because he is an old man with a high reputation in the Chinese secular refining world!

The Great Elder of the Tibetan Sword Villa, known as the Qu Zhonghe of the contemporary weapon master!

Just because he used to be the only six-grade refiner in Huaxia, even the people of the hidden sect had to sell his face at his peak.

High-spirited, scolding Fang Xuan!

But a hundred years ago, such a genius refiner was ruined.

On a moonlit night, a group of mysterious people wasted his hands and could no longer refine weapons!

The murderer's methods are horrific!

Although Qu Lao's hands were restored later, he couldn't step into the original realm.

The Desireless Daoist also closed his eyes at this moment, his body trembled slightly, and he shed tears for some reason.

When he reaches his realm, he should be able to do no desire, but she doesn't, just because of the obsession in his heart!

The reason why the Desireless Dao people were able to survive the spurning of the 10,000 people in the Hidden Sword Villa was entirely because of this old man.

The old man saved him despite everyone!

So he was always grateful!

At this moment, Qu Zhonghe was much older, his body was a little weaker, he trembled, raised his cane, and a trace of true qi rippled away, and said loudly: "In the name of the Great Elder of the Hidden Sword Villa, I announce that the fifty-ninth Sword Casting Contest has officially begun!"

"Boom!"

The audience was full of uproar, and countless cheers rang out, breaking through the nine days!

After a long time, when Qu Zhonghe pressed his hand, the cheers stopped, and he began to announce some things from Dabi again.

After speaking, he added:

"The path of sword forging is destined to be cruel, although this is only a game, but I hope that through this competition, you will activate your fighting spirit and strength, so that the spirit of refining the sword villa will endure and be passed on forever!

Here I would like to say that the result of the game is not important, what matters is whether you can realize something through this sword forging competition. Of course, there is also a generous reward for the winner, and it will be awarded by the supreme owner of our Hidden Sword Villa himself!"

The crowd exclaimed again!

After all, the owner of the Hidden Sword Villa is an extremely mysterious existence.

Never seen an outsider!

Even the people in the Hidden Sword Villa rarely see it.

I don't know why I will give the award in person this time!

It is rumored on the rivers and lakes that the owner of the village where he participated is still a beautiful woman!

Countless people want to see his face, but in the end, they find that there is nothing!

Because they simply don't qualify!

Qu Lao continued: "Don't talk nonsense, the sword casting competition has officially begun, the first level, stone refining! Because the most important thing in the sword casting process is to grasp the flame, and this level is to test everyone's control over the flame, this level, only fifty out of a hundred people are qualified to step in!"

All the contestants need to do is use the forge and hedron in front of them to refine it into something in my hand. ”

Everyone raised their heads, and when they saw a smooth sphere in the hands of the old man on the stage, they were stunned.

"How is it possible that this old man wants us to use the refining of flames to make this shape?"

"I feel like the first level is so difficult, damn it, I'm going to be eliminated!"

"This should only be done by a fourth-order refiner. ”

"You see, a lot of the masters over there have already started. ”

Most of the people in the square panicked when they saw this exam question, and they all had plans to give up.

Some people even tried it, but after refining it a few times, they found that something was wrong, and all kinds of strange shapes appeared, which were far from the things in Qu Lao's hands!

Ren Feifei's eyes swept slightly, and found that several people were controlling the spar to continuously refine in the flames, and it actually faintly had some circular shapes!

Especially the old man in the No. 1 forging furnace, he actually pinched his fingers, and the flames seemed to be controlled by him, wrapping the spar and gradually turning into a circle!

The arc is just perfect!

Even Qu Lao on the stage kept nodding his head when his eyes fell on the No. 1 position, and muttered: "Lao Duan's refining level and fire control level have reached the peak, and he should be the most likely candidate to break through the six grades in the Huaxia world, but his cultivation is a little worse, and it should take more than ten years to step into this realm." ”

At this moment, even Elder Qiu began to refine the spar, he glanced at Ren Feifei behind him slightly, and found that the kid not only didn't make a move, but seemed to be still in a daze, obviously ready to give up the first level.

Garbage is garbage.

This is the difference in strength.

He didn't even forget to snort coldly and mocked: "Boy, you just watch the elimination, maybe you can sleep for a while, haha, you trash! You master and apprentice are both rubbish!"

Ren Feifei touched his nose helplessly, looked at Elder Qiu's back and didn't speak, he didn't move, he was thinking about how to use Jiuyang True Fire to finish.

Those onlookers finally noticed Ren Feifei, and the laughter was even worse!

"I'll just say, this kid can't forge swords! Even if he can, it's just fur, how can he control the flames. ”

"Aren't the rest of the people who can't do it all down, why is this kid still embarrassed on it?"

"Number Hundred, get down!"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and everyone joined in!

"Number Hundred, get down!"

"Number Hundred, get down!"

......

In the stands, the body of the Desireless Daoist trembled, and his face was a little ashamed! His own disciple still came to this point.

If you knew that you would have sent him back to the Holy Gate directly, this situation would inevitably have an impact on Ren's extraordinary martial arts path.

Just when countless people were abusing and questioning, Ren Feifei, who had been standing still, suddenly opened his eyes, and even spread his palms, gushing out a bright flame!

"Jiuyang is really hot, out!"

(End of chapter)