The refining process was completed.
Ren Wen naturally did not know why Shi Zizhen would have such a reaction.
However, the Weapon Refining Association had always been fair. Ren Wen could not do anything if Shi Zizhen did not want to bring her personal grudges into the arena.
Since that was the case, Ren Wen could not say anything more and could only continue to wait.
Although Luo Zheng could not hear anything, he could roughly guess what was going on when he saw Ren Wen and Shi Zizhen talking. He ignored them and continued to insert seals into the materials.
As he formed one seal after another, the various materials gradually formed a rope-shaped magic tool.
However, in the process of forming this instrument, it was far from being as golden as Ren Wen's sword. It looked like a gray rope, completely like an ordinary instrument.
"Isn't this a big problem? Why did he refine this? Could it be to make a belt? "
"It can't be. This is Luo Zheng's middle-grade magic weapon? Compared to an ordinary Mortal Artifact, the materials he used were all materials used to refine Middle Grade Magic Artifacts! "
"This isn't strange. Someone failed to refine a middle-grade magic weapon and ended up with a low-grade magic weapon. When Luo Zheng saw Grandmaster Ren refine a middle-grade magic weapon, he must have been scared out of his wits. It's also possible that he refined a magic weapon into an alchemy weapon!"
When the crowd saw the shape of the Dharma Artifact that Luo Zheng had refined, they started to laugh at him.
"Hmph, this ignorant kid has lost his mind. He actually dared to make me stand on the refining table for such a long time. Wait a moment, I'll dig out your eyes with my own hands!"
Ren Wen secretly thought to himself as he looked at Luo Zheng who was in the middle of the array. His face was filled with hatred.
This time, Luo Zheng used a total of three days to refine the magic weapon. He used half a day more than the last time he refined the weapon with Zhuang Hong.
He formed the last seal and the hemp rope was formed and fell into Luo Zheng's hands.
In fact, although the magic weapon that Luo Zheng refined this time was simple in appearance, it was not to the extent of being called a hemp rope.
However, for cultivators who were used to seeing flashing magic tools, it was indeed a little ugly.
Holding the so-called big hemp rope in his hand, Luo Zheng walked out of the array, officially ending the refining process.
The instant he walked out of the array, waves of mocking laughter rang out.
The spectators in the stands naturally knew that when Luo Zheng was in the formation, no matter what they said, it would not reach his ears. No matter how ugly the words were, it would be useless.
Seeing him come out at this time, they were cursing him to their heart's content. All kinds of obscenities, mockery, ridicule, and so on.
Luo Zheng, on the other hand, was indifferent and expressionless. He was not moved at all.
"Hahaha, let's stop cursing. Since Luo Zheng, this refining genius, has come out, why don't we take a look at the wonders of the hemp rope he refined?"
Wei Qing let out a cold laugh from VIP stand number 39.
Naturally, he was not satisfied with only seeing the crowd cursing Luo Zheng.
What he wanted most now was for Luo Zheng to be defeated and have his eyes gouged out in public. Only then would he be able to dispel the hatred in his heart.
Some people understood the meaning of Wei Qing's words and cooperated with him.
These people, like Wei Qing, were narrow-minded people. There were people to hate, but there were no people to laugh at. Seeing an artifact refining genius like Luo Zheng appear out of nowhere, they were jealous to death, wishing that he would die!
"Humph, Refiner Luo, since so many people want to see your masterpiece, you should show it to them."
Ren Wen glanced indifferently at the hemp rope in Luo Zheng's hand, and a sinister smile appeared on his face. "This is probably the last time you'll be able to display the weapon you've refined in front of so many people!"
"Grandmaster Ren, please show it first. How dare I steal the limelight in front of a senior like you?"
Luo Zheng shook his head and retreated behind Ren Wen.
"Humph, now you know that I am a senior, and you want to please me? Isn't it a little too late? I don't dare to recognize a junior like you who is so arrogant and full of himself! "
Ren Wen sneered again and again, loudly mocking him. Then, he took out the treasured sword that he had refined.
Boom! Boom!
Yuan Qi concentrated in it, and a three-hundred-foot-long blue sword aura burst out!
"A middle-grade celestial weapon can actually release a three-hundred-foot-long sword aura. How amazing!"
"Although this middle-grade celestial weapon can only be considered average, it took Grandmaster Ren Wen less than a day to refine it. This kind of refining technique is indeed shocking."
When the crowd saw this, they could not help but exclaim.
"Grandmaster Shi, does this celestial weapon of mine meet the standards of a fighting weapon?"
Ren Wen's face was full of pride as he looked at Shi Zizhen, who was the judge of the grade of the celestial weapon.
"This celestial weapon is undoubtedly a middle-grade celestial weapon."
Shi Zizhen took a look and nodded in agreement. This treasured sword that Ren Wen had refined could definitely be judged by any warrior.
"Humph, Luo Zheng, what do you have to say now? Are you going to dig out your own eyes, or do you want me to do it? "
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