Black Star Silver Spear
This combination of force and fire created the spear, which was the most difficult weapon to refine.
This was the reason why everyone exclaimed.
"The Black Dipper Silver Spear is nothing more than this!"
Hearing Vice President Lu's words, Qi Yun sneered and walked up to the arena. He walked to the furnace.
Every step of the three steps of Tool Forging, Shape Forging, and Spirit Drawing were very important.
Seeing Qi Yun's nonchalant attitude, as if he didn't care at all, Diao Yadong said, "Qi Yun, don't be careless!"
"Instructor Diao, don't worry. This Black Dipper Silver Spear is a piece of cake for me!"
Qi Yun nodded and looked at Qi Ming provocatively.
Back then, no matter what Qi Ming's father did, he was always superior to Qi Ming's father.
Today, he could be considered to have cleared his father's name!
"Begin!"
Along with the referee instructor's command, Qi Yun stepped forward, picked up the materials needed to refine the Black Dipper Silver Spear, and began to weigh them.
The amount of refining materials needed to be weighed by the refiner bit by bit. The slightest mistake could lead to a difference of a thousand miles. This step could not be sloppy at all.
On the dueling ring, Diao Yadong smiled faintly when he saw Qi Yun's skillful movements.
On the other hand, Qi Ming appeared to be clumsy. Every time he weighed something, he had to go through careful consideration. Diao Yadong sneered in his heart.
Regarding Qi Yun, Diao Yadong was still very confident.
After all, Qi Yun was the leader of this generation of the Qi Clan. Moreover, he knew that Qi Yun and Qi Ming had the same mother.
After Qi Yufeng became a cripple and was expelled from the Qi family, Qi Ming's mother married another genius of the Qi family and gave birth to Qi Yun.
Therefore, Qi Yun hated Qi Ming, this half-brother of his, to the core.
This time, Diao Yadong believed that no matter what, Qi Yun would not let Qi Ming win.
"Look, Qi Yun has already started refining!"
"Look at Qi Ming. He's still weighing the metal. Look at how stupid he is!"
"How can Qi Ming be compared to Qi Yun? The difference between the two is like heaven and earth!"
Below the arena, two students were discussing in low voices. They looked at Qi Ming and snickered.
Bang bang …
However, just as the two of them were whispering to each other, two muffled bangs suddenly sounded out. The two of them cried out in pain, covered their heads, and fell to the ground.
"Motherf * cker, who is it?"
"Who is it? You actually dared to launch a sneak attack with a date pit? "
The two of them were inexplicably ambushed, but their heads were swollen. They didn't dare to say anything.
Mu Yun sat in the armchair, eating red dates while watching the competition with a smile. It was as if nothing had happened.
And at this moment, on the arena, Qi Yun had melted all kinds of metals into the furnace and had already begun to inscribe inscriptions on the spirit tablets.
Normally, when melting metals, the refiner would need to concentrate fully to prevent accidents. However, Qi Yun didn't care at all.
Everyone understood that the reason why Qi Yun dared to do this was because he had a card up his sleeve.
On the other hand, Qi Ming had only just finished preparing the materials and had yet to begin refining the weapon. Instead, he began inscribing the inscriptions.
The two of them were inscribing the inscriptions on the spirit tablets at the same time. However, when Qi Ming started, everyone present was stunned.
The Black Dipper Silver Spear required the support of two inscriptions. The first was the inscription of hardness, and the second was the inscription of toughness.
The inscription of hardness could strengthen the Black Dipper Silver Spear, while the inscription of toughness could strengthen the spear's toughness.
The two inscriptions complemented each other and were the two inscriptions that the Black Dipper Silver Spear needed.
However, at this moment, Qi Ming on the arena was inscribing two inscriptions that were completely different from the inscriptions of hardness and toughness.
It could be said that they were completely different, but that wasn't the case.
The two inscriptions he was inscribing looked more complicated than the two inscriptions Qi Yun had inscribed. Furthermore, their appearance was extremely ugly.
"Could it be that this guy doesn't know how to refine weapons?"
"I think so. Look at the inscriptions he's inscribing. They're completely different from the inscriptions Qi Yun inscribed. What nonsense!"
"This guy, I knew it. How could he possibly learn how to refine weapons in a month!"
…
After successfully inscribing the two inscriptions, Qi Yun heaved a sigh of relief. At this moment, a low rumbling sound came from within the furnace. The metals had been completely fused.
He turned around and looked at Qi Ming on the other side. Qi Yun was stunned for a moment, but the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer.
Qi Ming had also finished inscribing the two inscriptions, but he didn't stop. Instead, he was inscribing the third inscription.
"Idiot, refining the Black Dipper Silver Spear only requires the inscriptions of hardness and toughness. Even if you add another hundred inscriptions, you'll only be able to destroy the essence of the Black Dipper Silver Spear!"
Qi Yun sneered and ignored Qi Ming.
He finally understood that Qi Ming didn't know how to refine weapons.
The clumsy weighing technique, the complicated and tedious lines of the contract, this guy, in a while, maybe the furnace will explode!
Qi Yun couldn't be bothered with Qi Ming. It was a pity that refining weapons wasn't about who succeeded first. Otherwise, he would have already won Qi Ming in this aspect.
At this moment, Qi Yun was already fully focused on preparing the furnace for the final step of fusing the metals.
At this moment, Qi Ming had finally completed the last inscription.
"Phew … I'm starting to familiarize myself with the two inscriptions that Master taught me!"
Qi Ming wasn't in a hurry. Mu Yun had once told him that refining weapons was a form of enjoyment. If he couldn't treat refining weapons as a form of enjoyment, he was destined to never become a powerful weapon refiner.
He was enjoying himself now. He didn't care about the insults and humiliation from the people around him. Being able to refine a divine weapon that suited him was the happiest thing in the world.
"This kid seems to have been enlightened! He doesn't care too much about the mockery from the people around him … "
Seeing Qi Ming's performance in the arena, Mu Yun smacked her lips and said contentedly.
"Of course!"
Qin Mengyao looked at the empty space in front of the two of them and smiled sweetly. "Of course. Who would dare to scold him now? Those who scolded him have had their heads smashed by your protective Master!"
"Of course they deserved to be beaten for blocking our view of the competition!"
Mu Yun chuckled and didn't care.
To be honest, he was indeed surprised by Qi Ming's improvement.
The reason why he was willing to accept Qi Ming as his disciple was because of Qi Ming's talent in refining weapons.
In the thousands of great realms, countless people wanted to obtain Mu Yun's self-created inscriptions and break through the shackles of being a weapon refiner.
However, they couldn't obtain it. Even if someone was lucky enough to obtain it, they couldn't comprehend it at all.
This was because Mu Yun's self-created inscriptions were much more advanced than the inscriptions circulating in the great realms. They couldn't comprehend it at all.
But now, Qi Ming, who could be said to be completely ignorant about weapon refinement, had a photographic memory and could slowly comprehend it on his own.
It had to be said that Qi Ming's talent was really high.
His improvement also surprised Mu Yun.
Mu Yun knew that Qi Ming was working so hard because he wanted him to cure his father.
"A weapon refiner with broken meridians in both legs … Perhaps I can try using that elixir!" Seeing Qi Ming's efforts in the arena, Mu Yun made up his mind.
Ding …
At this moment, a ding sounded in the arena.
Qi Yun's Black Star Silver Spear was out of the furnace.
The black body of the spear emitted a cold murderous aura. The straight silver spear was like a conscientious guard, proud and unyielding.
Only the last two parts were left. After inserting the inscriptions and guiding the spirit, the Black Star Silver Spear would be considered a complete success.
On the other side, Qi Ming had only just begun adding metal into the weapon furnace to refine the spear body.
Seeing this, Diao Yadong smiled.
This round was a sure win!
Qi Yun's performance up until now could be said to be perfect, but Qi Ming was really terrible. It was simply too horrible to look at.
"Build inscriptions!"
With a low shout, Qi Yun took out two engraved spirit tablets and placed them in front of the Black Star Silver Spear. He touched the spirit tablets with both hands and began to concentrate on activating the inscriptions.
Everything was perfect, as if the conditions were right!
"Guide the spirit!"
With a low shout, Qi Yun held the spear with both hands. His mind was completely integrated with the spear body, completely guiding the inscriptions in the spear body to life!
Clang …
The two-meter-long Black Dipper Silver Spear suddenly let out a low hum. With a bang, the body of the spear pierced into the hard stone floor of the arena. Qi Ming stood on the arena and raised his head proudly.
At this moment, it was time for him to accept the worship of tens of thousands of people.
There was no other high grade common weapon refiner under the age of seventeen in the entire Beiyun City.
Ding …
At this moment, an ear-piercing ding sound rang out. On the other side, Qi Ming's Black Star Silver Spear had just come out of the furnace.
"Compete? Qi Ming, what do you have to compete with me? "
Seeing Qi Ming's slow movements, Qi Yun sneered. He was not in a hurry.
He waited for Qi Ming to finish. In his eyes, it was already very lucky that Qi Ming did not explode his furnace.
If Qi Ming could win with a messy weapon mold and a messy inscriptions, then his reputation as the number one weapon refiner in Beiyun City could be thrown to the dogs.
"Good job, Qi Ming. Let those trash see the power of our Senior Class Three!"
"That's right. Originally, Miao Xianyu and Wang Yunqi were evenly matched. This time, Miao Xianyu is in the lead. In this match, let's make them not dare to make a sound!"
"A trash class is a trash class. They want to rise by stepping on our Senior Class Three? Dream on!"
Seeing Qi Ming standing upright on the arena with the Black Star Silver Spear in his hand, all the students in the academy exclaimed.
Some of the female students could not help but scream.
To be able to gain the admiration of a powerful weapon refiner in the future was enough to guarantee a lifetime of cultivation.
"Building inscriptions!"
While the crowd was cheering, Qi Ming acted as if he did not hear them at all. He continued with his weapon refinement step by step.
"Hehe … Instructor Mu, do you think we should continue the competition?"
While the crowd was cheering, Diao Yadong walked over to Mu Yun and smiled. "I'm afraid there's no more suspense in this competition, right? I think there's no point in continuing the competition! "
"Yes, I think so too!"
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