Chapter 725
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To sell at a premium
Next, the host introduced Zhuang Hong to the stage.
Zhuang Hong had wanted to do what he did before and not appear after the host introduced him. He wanted to wait until the cheers were the loudest before he walked out of the arena.
However, he did not expect that this time, he would be met with a wave of curses.
"Hurry up and come out! What are you putting on airs for!"
"What Master Blacksmith! You can't even beat a seventeen-year-old Master Blacksmith and you still have the face? Motherf * cker, don't come out if you have the guts! "
"Hahaha, this Zhuang Hong is really shameless. He thinks he is infallible. It will be funny if he loses again!"
"What Master Ren Wen's disciple? Is this Master Ren Wen also a piece of trash?"
In the Yuan Wu World where the strong were respected, this was the reality. No matter what the reason was, the loser was destined to be ridiculed.
Hearing this, Zhuang Hong, who was still immersed in the excitement of winning and receiving a huge appearance fee, had an extremely ugly expression.
At the beginning, he wanted to wait for the cursing to die down before he appeared. However, the longer he waited, the louder the cursing became.
The spectators in the stands had all paid spirit stones to enter the arena. Money was everything. Who would be nice to a loser?
The more Zhuang Hong did not appear, the more people joined in the cursing. They were all cursing non-stop.
Almost all the people who entered the arena were martial experts. They were all full of energy and cursing filled the sky.
When Ren Wen heard that he was also called a piece of trash, he was so angry that smoke came out of his nostrils. He glared fiercely at Zhuang Hong. "Why aren't you getting up there? Don't you feel embarrassed enough? If you lose this time, even if Alliance Leader Shan doesn't kill you, I will cripple your cultivation! "
Zhuang Hong did not expect Ren Wen to say this. His face turned pale. He could only brace himself and go up the stage.
"Hahaha, Master Zhuang's reputation is indeed widespread. The cheers are about to shake the entire Flying Cloud City!"
Luo Zheng saw Zhuang Hong's ashen face. He did not have the same pride as when he went up the stage. He grinned and ridiculed.
This was the consequence of trying to sell high but not being able to sell. He became a piece of trash!
The boos and curses Zhuang Hong received were ten times more than Luo Zheng.
"Damn it! If I didn't lose to this brat by accident, I wouldn't have suffered such humiliation! "
Zhuang Hong's heart was filled with hatred. He glared at Luo Zheng, his eyes cold and resentful. "You trash, just you wait. This time, I will not give you a chance. I will make you suffer a crushing defeat!"
"Hehe, then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed this time!"
Luo Zheng shook his head indifferently.
"Alright, this time, the Combat Weapon Competition is a best of three competition. There are a total of three questions. Now, let's draw the first question. After the competition, we will draw the second question."
When the hosting cultivator saw that the two of them were at daggers drawn, he quickly stepped forward and said.
It was not unheard of for both sides to come to blows because of a disagreement on the fighting platform.
"The topic of this competition will be selected by me!"
Hearing this, Zhuang Hong didn't wait for Luo Zheng to react. He walked directly to the jade box containing the question jade tablets and slapped his palm.
With a bang, a jade token flew out and was caught by the martial artist who was in charge of the competition.
"This question is invalid. Before the question is selected, it must be agreed upon by both sides before it can be counted."
The hosting cultivator shook his head and said.
"What? How can it be invalid? Last time, he was the one who selected the question. This time, it's naturally my turn! "
Zhuang Hong was anxious. Last time, Luo Zheng had selected a question that was beneficial to him. Who knew if Luo Zheng would do the same thing again.
"You said it yourself. Last time, it was a Combat Weapon Competition. This time, you can't mix it up."
The hosting cultivator said impartially.
Among them, the Weapon Crafting Guild was an existence of absolute fairness. Whoever drew the question would definitely not have any tricks up their sleeves. However, as to who would draw the question, there would be some psychological effects after all. Hence, it would still be decided after both parties had discussed it.
"Hehe, let Master Zhuang select it. I don't care."
Luo Zheng smiled and said.
"Well, since you agreed, this question can be valid." The hosting cultivator nodded and said.
"Wait, since the question has been declared invalid, I want to draw it again."
Seeing Luo Zheng agree so easily, Zhuang Hong could not help but doubt.
"This is the last chance!" The hosting cultivator impatiently looked at Zhuang Hong and secretly shook his head.
When the spectators in the grandstand saw this scene, they laughed even more. A Master Blacksmith and a Quasi-Master Blacksmith actually did not have the slightest elegance.
Zhuang Hong only acted as if he did not hear it. He thickened his face and selected another question.
"Question nine thousand one hundred and seventy-six."
The hosting cultivator showed the jade tablet to Luo Zheng and Zhuang Hong. Then, he ordered someone to take out the question.
This time, the topic was two simple and unadorned scrolls.
"This time, the question is written. The two of you need to answer the questions on the scrolls. There are a total of twenty questions. Each question is worth five points. The time limit is forty-five minutes. For every fifteen minutes less, twenty points will be added. At the end of the time, the Weapon Refining Master of our guild will evaluate. The one with the most points wins! "
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