While Sikong Yan was feeling uneasy, Zhao Quan nodded in amazement and said, "Impressive! Truly impressive! "
Sikong Yan's heart skipped a beat and his face turned pale.
Then, Zhao Quan put Su Mo's Frost Saber into his storage ring and said with a smile, "The Frost Saber you've refined is a Supreme Lower Lv 5 weapon!"
Hearing this, Su Mo smiled. It was beyond his expectations that he could refine a Frost Saber that was superior to the Superior grade.
This time, he had followed Ou Lianzi's instructions without making any mistakes. He had been extremely careful and had put in almost all his effort.
The result did not disappoint him!
With a Frost Saber of such quality, there was no doubt that Su Mo would defeat Sikong Yan. Even if Sikong Yan had refined a Frost Saber of the same quality, he would still lose!
When Zhao Quan said that Su Mo's Frost Saber was of the Supreme Grade, the entire arena fell silent. Everyone was shocked.
A Supreme Grade weapon that surpassed superior quality? How could this be possible?
Everyone knew that craftsmanship skills that far surpassed the level of a Lower Lv 5 weapon were required to refine a Supreme Grade weapon.
For example, if one wanted to refine a Lower Lv 5 weapon, even a Upper Lv 5 blacksmith would not be able to do it.
Only a Lower Lv 6 craftsman could refine a Supreme Grade weapon of Lower Lv 5.
Of course, this did not mean that Su Mo's craftsmanship skills were comparable to a Lv 6 craftsman's.
It was only because Su Mo's willpower was extremely strong and he had refined according to Ou Lianzi's Legacy that he was able to do this.
Both were indispensable!
"I can't believe Su Mo's craftsmanship skills are so profound!"
"He's amazing! Not only is he talented in cultivation, but he's also talented in craftsmanship! "
"Sikong Yan is definitely going to lose this time!"
"Haha, Sikong Yan is going to be Su Mo's disciple!"
Exclamations and laughter rose and fell, resounding throughout the arena.
At that moment, Sikong Yan's face had turned livid and his face was twitching uncontrollably.
"Supreme Grade?"
"How could this be?"
"Su Mo's craftsmanship talent has reached such a level!"
Sikong Yan's heart had fallen into a bottomless abyss. He had lost!
Perhaps it was because of the bet between Sikong Yan and Su Mo, Zhao Quan walked up to Sikong Yan and began to appraise his Frost Saber.
After receiving Sikong Yan's Frost Saber, Zhao Quan inspected it and said, "It's barely of superior quality!"
Hearing Zhao Quan's words, the crowd sighed. There was no longer any suspense. Sikong Yan had been utterly defeated!
Everyone was looking forward to what Sikong Yan would do next.
Was he really going to make Su Mo his master?
This was too comical!
Countless people's gazes fell on Sikong Yan, making him feel uncomfortable as though he was sitting on pins and needles.
"Damn it!"
Sikong Yan was furious and his fists unconsciously clenched.
After Zhao Quan appraised the two Cold Ice Sabers, he continued to appraise the other Cold Ice Sabers.
At this moment, Su Mo walked up to Sikong Yan and stared intently at him.
"Sikong Yan, perform the ceremony!" Su Mo said with a smile.
Sikong Yan's expression changed. He took a deep breath and said coldly, "In your dreams!"
"Oh?"
Su Mo's lips curled into a smile and he said, "Are you going back on your word?"
Su Mo was not surprised. He knew that Sikong Yan would not easily acknowledge him as his master, but he did not care.
It would be best if he could make Sikong Yan submit to him, but it did not matter if he could not. He was looking for the descendants of the nine palaces to give them Good Fortune, but he did not need to beg them for it.
"This …!" Sikong Yan's face turned pale and green. He could not go back on his word in front of so many people.
Sikong Yan was speechless for a moment!
"Sikong Yan, you're a genius ranked in the top 50 on the List of Top 1,000 Talents and a famous demonic genius in the East Continent. Do you think your words are bullsh * t?" Su Mo teased.
"You … I … did I say I was going back on my word?"
Sikong Yan stammered. Even though he had a high cultivation and powerful strength, he still felt extremely aggrieved in front of Su Mo.
"It's good that you're not going back on your word!"
Su Mo smiled brightly and said, "Become my disciple and respect your master. I'll give you Good Fortune in the future."
"Uh!"
Sikong Yan was stunned and his mouth could not help but twitch.
"Give me Good Fortune?
Bullsh * t!
You're weaker than me! " "Do I need you to give me Good Fortune?"
Sikong Yan thought to himself.
Su Mo continued, "Since you're not going back on your word, let's go through the formalities!"
"This …!"
Sikong Yan stood rooted to the ground. He could not accept Su Mo as his master, but he could not go back on his word in front of so many people. Otherwise, he would lose face.
"What should I do?"
Sikong Yan's mind raced.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he came up with a plan.
Sikong Yan's expression returned to normal in an instant and he said with a smile, "Su Mo, since I've lost, of course I won't go back on my word. As for becoming your disciple, we'll talk about it after the Craftsmanship Contest!"
"That's right!" Sikong Yan wanted to drag it out!
As long as he could drag it out today and leave Wuling City, Su Mo would not be able to find him.
Moreover, as long as they were not in a crowded place like this, he could easily kill Su Mo and did not need to care about Sikong Yan at all.
Su Mo raised his eyebrows when he heard Sikong Yan's words. He pondered for a moment and immediately knew what Sikong Yan was planning. Of course, he could not let Sikong Yan have his way.
"There's no time like the present. Let's do it now! Go through the formalities! "Su Mo said in a deep voice.
"You … don't go too far!" Sikong Yan was enraged when he heard Su Mo's words and his eyes flashed.
"If you want to go back on your word, say so. If not, hurry up and become my disciple." Su Mo said coldly.
"Humph!"
Sikong Yan snorted and said, "I've already said that I won't go back on my word. As for becoming your disciple, I'll prepare some gifts in the future. It won't be too late then!"
"I don't need gifts!" Su Mo said flatly.
"In order to show my sincerity, I still need gifts. I'll prepare them after the contest." Sikong Yan said with a smile.
Su Mo shook his head inwardly. It seemed that Sikong Yan would not honor his bet today no matter what.
In that case, he would not force it. After all, it would be useless to become Sikong Yan's disciple if he was not sincere.
Su Mo sighed inwardly. Sikong Yan was really stupid to reject a free Good Fortune.
Countless people in the arena stared blankly at Su Mo and Sikong Yan, feeling that this was extremely absurd.
Between the two of them, one wanted to force Su Mo to become his disciple, and the other said that he wanted to become Su Mo's disciple but did not do anything!
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