At this time, Zhao Yufan and Luo Xiang each took out their weapon refining furnaces.
Luo Xiang glanced at Zhao Yufan and asked disdainfully: "How do you compare?"
Zhao Yufan was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Let's refine a fifth-grade sword.
How about we compare who can refine it faster and who can refine the item better?"
"Okay."
Luo Xiang looked at him sarcastically, and said with a faint smile: "Haha, you will die if you lose."
"Did you lose?"
Zhao Yufan asked.
Luo Xiang's expression was startled, looking a little unbelievable, and then he laughed.
He really hadn't thought about Zhao Yufan's problem, because he would never lose, "I lose.
If I lose, I will let a hundred people go.
You see how" "Okay."
Zhao Yufan nodded.
He still doesn't know whether he will win or lose.
If he wins by luck, he can also save some people.
After Feng Changle said "start", the two of them also started to refine the weapons.
Refining a sword is the simplest weapon refining, but it is also the most tedious.
Because the sword itself is very simple, it is very easy to refine.
The tedious thing is that if you want to refine a good sword, you must calculate it very accurately. , such as time, the degree of melting of the metal, and even the calculation error must be reduced by a few millimeters.
Zhao Yufan watched Luo Xiang secretly.
This man's weapon refining skills were indeed superb.
He had already created the shape of the sword in almost a few seconds, and he had just finished half of it.
Luo Xiang was also secretly observing Zhao Yufan.
Seeing his familiar demeanor, he actually nodded with satisfaction, "That's good, little guy.
He's much better than those old immortal weapon refiners."
Zhao Yufan said nothing, he didn't have the energy to be like Luo Xiang.
At this moment, Luo Xiang's sword has taken shape.
The most important thing now is to upgrade the sword to the fifth grade.
In addition to being sharp on the outside, the fifth grade sword also has a very complex internal structure.
Through the internal design and structure, the attack of the sword can be improved.
Power can even give the sword a certain attribute.
For example, the sword can have a small amount of thunder and lightning power, or the power of fire and ice.
However, if the sword has certain attributes, it will be a sixth-grade weapon.
Luo Xiang was calmly designing the internal structure of the sword at this time, while Zhao Yufan's sword had just taken shape.
Seeing such a big gap between the two, everyone suddenly became disheartened.
Some people had already closed their eyes, not wanting to see Zhao Yufan die soon.
Hongling and Yurou looked pale.
Luo Xiang was much faster than Zhao Yufan, and Luo Xiang also looked casual, obviously not taking Zhao Yufan into his heart.
At this moment, the two women couldn't help but blame themselves.
If it weren't for them, maybe Zhao Yufan wouldn't show up as the Sword God.
If it weren't for them, Zhao Yufan wouldn't come to Broadway at all.
Hong Lin's eyes were red, and the hand holding Yurou was shaking slightly.
Yurou's hand was also shaking, and her beautiful eyes were shining.
Qian Zhuang had a cold look on his face, staring at the sword god who was about to lose the game, and sighed slightly: "What a pity."
Others don't know how powerful the Sword God is, but Qianzhuang knows that the Sword God once roamed Qilin Mountain for eighteen miles and was definitely a master among young people.
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His name was named after the Sword Demon, and the strength of the two of them was also known as "Sword God". : The person most likely to defeat Zhao Yufan.
Luo Xiang looked at the sword in his hand casually, and when the sword was about to be completed, he said calmly: "You lose."
"You lose."
Zhao Yufan said the same thing, randomly put down the dark sword in his hand, turned around and pushed it aside.
When he retreated like this, it proved that he had completed the refining.
When he just retreated, Luo Xiang also finished refining it.
Unfortunately, after hearing Zhao Yufan's words, he did not retreat.
Instead, he grabbed the sword that Zhao Yufan had refined and said coldly: "Impossible."
Not only did he not believe it, but others also didn't believe it.
They could see clearly that Zhao Yufan had only refined the appearance of the sword, but had not constructed the internal structure of the sword at all.
While everyone was thinking, Zhao Yufan said calmly: "The sword is right there, you can see for yourself."
Upon hearing this, Luo Xiang immediately lowered his head to check the sword, then his body trembled, and when he raised his head to look at Zhao Yufan, the expression on his face was full of shock and belief.
When everyone saw that Luo Xiang didn't speak and his face was dull, they couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope.
Could it be that the Sword God really won?
"You win" Luo Xiang didn't dare to speak.
As soon as his words came out, the more than 100,000 people present stood up, clapped and shouted through gritted teeth.
Their excitement was indescribable.
"Sword God Sword God" "Sword God Sword God."
Listening to the crowd's uniform and shocking roars, Feng Changle raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, just shut up."
The sound stopped suddenly, but everyone was still very excited.
Finally, someone defeated this devil, and they finally had hope.
Hongling and Yurou held their hands tighter.
For them, as long as Zhao Yufan was fine, the outcome was no longer important.
Qianzhuang also laughed.
After a day of frustration, he could finally feel proud.
Although the situation was still very dangerous, the current situation had begun to develop for the better.
The black and white ghosts stared at Zhao Yufan with shocked expressions on their faces.
This sword god looked young, but he was so hidden.
Judging from his level of weapon refining just now, he should be considered a sixth-grade weapon refiner.
Well, at such a young age, he has already reached a stage that countless people have dreamed of for a long time.
It is simply crazy.
A trace of horror flashed across Feng Changle's face.
Apart from being shocked by the sword god's skill in refining weapons, he also secretly hated himself.
He knew he couldn't let Zhao Yufan leave.
Now that Zhao Yufan has left, their trouble has indeed come.
He was thinking in his heart, and suddenly, He thought of an extremely sinister idea, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled brightly.
A chill suddenly rose, and Zhao Yufan's eyes fell on Feng Changle, who was also looking at him with a smile.
"You won, congratulations."
Feng Changle said lightly, with a slightly unwilling tone: "Senior Luo just said that if you win, you can let go of a hundred people.
Now you can select a hundred people, and then We will let them go."
As soon as Feng Changle's words came out, the scene suddenly fell silent.
Everyone looked at Zhao Yufan quietly, hoping in their hearts that he could choose themselves, but they also knew that the chance of this was slim.
Zhao Yufan would choose his friends first, and then they would choose irrelevant ones.
People, however, the chance of choosing a hundred people among more than 100,000 people is naturally very small.
Zhao Yufan also frowned slightly.
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He had vaguely noticed Feng Changle's conspiracy.
This was a multiple-choice question.
No matter who he chose, it would make others feel unhappy, but some things had to be done after all
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