Chapter 720
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At this moment, within the formation, Luo Zheng shot an indifferent glance at Zhuang Hong as a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"This fool still thinks he has a chance to surpass me?"
Luo Zheng laughed in his heart. The quality of his Yuan Qi was incomparably dense. Even when he was in the Transformation Realm, it was impossible for him to exhaust his Yuan Qi within two hours, not to mention now that he was in the Gathering Realm!
The reason why he slowed down the refining speed was because he didn't want to gain too much.
Luo Zheng wanted Zhuang Hong to have the misconception that he still had a chance to turn defeat into victory. He wanted Zhuang Hong to fail when he felt that he had the most hope.
"Hehe, you actually dare to call me trash. Since it's like this, I'll slow down a bit and let you catch up."
With a flash of his eyes, Luo Zheng once again controlled the power of the Fire of the Earth Lung. Immediately, the refining speed slowed down by one or two points.
After fifteen minutes, the gap between Zhuang Hong and Luo Zheng had shrunk to one-fourth of a piece of Black Jade Cold Ice. Moreover, the gap was still shrinking.
Zhuang Hong could surpass Luo Zheng at any time. At this moment, the entire Dou Weapon Stage became silent. Everyone was extremely nervous.
"He won. There is still fifteen minutes left. According to Master Zhuang's refining speed, he can even catch up with a gap of half a piece, not to mention one-fourth!"
"How can a trash defeat a Weapon Refining Master?"
"I didn't expect this Dou Weapon Competition to be so much more exciting than I imagined. I originally thought it would be a one-sided competition. I didn't expect it to be so exciting. However, in the end, Zhuang Hong's skill is still better."
The spectators all felt that Zhuang Hong would soon catch up. They all began to discuss as if the competition had already lost its suspense.
However, after a while, the spectators discovered that something was wrong.
At this moment, Zhuang Hong had caught up a little. However, the gap between the two stopped at a millimeter. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't surpass Luo Zheng!
"How can this be? Didn't this trash use up all his Yuan Qi? Why did he become faster again? "
Zhuang Hong looked at the time. He was about to go crazy as the time passed bit by bit.
However, his consumption was also great. The refining speed had already reached the limit.
At this time, Luo Zheng seemed to have been injected with chicken blood and returned to his initial refining speed.
Finally, the two-hour time limit was exhausted, and Zhuang Hong still did not surpass Luo Zheng.
As for the last piece of Black Jade Cold Ice, Luo Zheng's piece of Black Jade was only slightly less than Zhuang Hong's.
"Damn it, how could I possibly lose!"
Zhuang Hong's face was ashen. He was ashamed and indignant. He couldn't even lift his head. In his heart, he wished he could kill Luo Zheng.
"It's that brat. He's too cunning! He must have held back on purpose and waited until the very end to use his full strength! If it wasn't for my own mistake, if it wasn't for his fire source being compatible with the Black Jade Polar Ice, how could I have lost?! "
Before this, Zhuang Hong was full of confidence and thought that he would win without a doubt. He even cursed Luo Zheng as trash.
But now, he had actually lost to a trash that he had scolded himself, to a Quasi-Weapon Refiner.
If word of this got out, no matter what the reason was, he would be too ashamed to face anyone.
The steward of the Weapon Refining Association who had received both parties was also the referee of this battle weapon competition.
He walked up to the high platform and carefully examined the ice crystals that both parties had refined. Then, he announced, "The winner of this battle weapon competition is Luo Zheng!"
"Zhuang Hong really lost?"
"How could he lose? It's really unbelievable!"
Although the weapon refiners of the Weapon Refining Association had not confirmed the result, as long as one had a little eyesight, they could more or less see it.
But when the real announcement was made, it was still hard for people to imagine.
Almost everyone was stunned and speechless. They couldn't believe that a Weapon Refining Grandmaster, the disciple of a well-known Alchemy Grandmaster, had lost to a Quasi-Weapon Refiner.
At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Zhuang Hong alone.
"Hmph, what Master's disciple? It seems that he's just so-so. In such an important competition, he actually made a mistake!"
"He can't even beat a Quasi-Weapon Refiner, and he still calls himself a Master Weapon Refiner. It's really funny."
"The level of the Ghost Face Merchant Alliance's weapon refiners is so trashy. I don't dare to buy weapons from them in the future."
Some people even directly mocked and ridiculed. There was no difference between a battle weapon competition and a martial arts competition in the arena. The winner was king, and the strong were respected.
A loser would always be a loser!
The countless previous praises all turned into ridicule at this moment, and they kept drilling into Zhuang Hong's ears.
His face slowly became distorted, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.
"No, I didn't lose. This competition was unfair. I want a rematch! How could there be such a coincidence? That trash Luo Zheng had drawn the question himself, and the materials he used just happened to be compatible with his fire source. Otherwise, how could he have such a fast refining speed? He must have cheated to have such a coincidence. I want a rematch to prove that he's no match for me! "
Zhuang Hong suddenly pointed at Luo Zheng and stared at Luo Zheng with hatred. He shouted harshly.
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