Su Mo didn't care about his oath and sneered: "Idiot, you might as well admit defeat."

Sun Yuanlin and Sun Ningzhi's hearts also sank. Isn't this equivalent to telling the opponent: My level is not as good as you, I'm going to lose!

Sun Ang didn't argue with Su Mo, he just told his own decision, not about whom he wanted to communicate with.

He had always felt that he was going to break through and become a second-level creator; but he was always a little bit worse.

He didn't understand why at first, but just now, the eldest brother's arrogance reminded him of what his master Sun Ningyuan said to him at first. As a creator, he had to be full of awe of creation.

For this skill, for this profession.

The creator is not great, the great thing is this world.

Senior Brother, Su Mo, and even Master Duan have obviously lost their original intention of becoming the creator.

Sun Ang found this kind of "awe" at the most critical moment, and he suddenly understood what he "deficiency" was. He was very confident that he would make a breakthrough next.

So he started a brand new refining.

His every move was indeed less proficient than his senior brother, but it seemed more grand and more "just right".

Sun Yuanlin couldn't see through it, and he felt extremely regretful: "Oh, compared to the senior brother, Sun Ang's creator skills seem to be a little worse than his senior brother."

Sun Ningzhi frowned and said in confusion: "You are right, but I feel... Sun Ang's level is enough for the second-level creator."

"Enough?" Sun Yuanlin didn't understand. Sun Ningzhi nodded: "I can't explain it clearly, it's just a feeling."

Su Mo sat on the side with his arms held, crossing his legs and shook it: "Wait, Sun Ang will definitely lose. At that time, the humiliation he has put on me will be returned twice as much as possible!"

Sun Ningquan nodded with a smile and kept echoing Su Mo's words.

Sun Tang and Sun Jian had already clenched their fists secretly, and at the same time, they kept connecting with their children who were close to each other in private. Once it was really irreversible, they would take a big job with Sun Ang to stop Su Mo and the others from demolishing Aofengtang with force!

Even if the family wants to recruit Master Duan, they still have to consider the opinions of so many children, right?

Two hours later, the elder brother smiled slightly, pressed the anvil with both hands, and a silver spear bounced up like a spirit snake, circling several times in the air, and nailed to the ground with a trembling sound.

"Second-level divine weapon!" Su Mo was overjoyed. The eldest brother performed well and succeeded in making a second-level divine weapon, which was invincible!

Although the eldest brother is a second-level creator, his success rate is only 20%.

A success today is obviously a super-level performance.

He laughed loudly and looked at the other side with contempt: "Sun Ang, where is your work? Give up?"

Sun Ang inserted his hands into a pile of hot iron sand. Today he used a strange method of quenching. After a while, his hands, which had been scalded red, were taken out, and there was a small and quaint dagger in his palm.

Su Mo burst out laughing: "Is this your work? It's so inconspicuous? Can it meet the standards of a first-level divine weapon? I think you were lucky last time, and you can create a first-level divine weapon with super-level performance, so that you can win me by chance?"

Sun Ang was still calm and told him: "This is a second-level divine weapon."

He doesn't have to debate anything with Su Mo at this time, because he knows that the next facts will ruin Su Mo's face. Su Mo's current arrogant appearance will become more embarrassing in the future.

"Ha!" Su Mo laughed: "Just rely on you? Second-level divine weapon? Are you shameless? You think we are all fools, and you tell lies with your eyes open?"

He strode forward and was about to snatch the dagger from Sun Ang's hand. Sun Ang let him go and told him in a calm tone: "You don't deserve to touch my work!"

"You!" Su Mo was furious, but Sun Ang looked at the elder brother: "Who is better or worse, you will know after a competition."

The eldest brother frowned. Is this kid pretending to be mysterious or is he really sure? He can't refine a second-level magic weapon.

If the first-level creator may also rely on personal exploration to achieve it, then the second-level creator will not be able to succeed without the guidance of the instructor!

He claimed to be extraordinary, but he still believed in the process of climbing from a first-level creator to a second-level creator.

If it weren't for the continuous help of the master, he felt that he might have been wandering at the first level for the rest of his life.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" The eldest brother became convinced: "This kid pretends to be like this!"

He raised his hand, and a stream of Yuan Difference turned into silk thread, wrapped around the spear, and returned to his hand with a whoosh: "Okay!"

He was full of fighting spirit and stabbed Sun Ang with a shot: "Look at the move!"

Sun Ang seemed not to see his opponent's strong attack. He gently stroked his work, the pitch-black dagger, and then smiled.

Then, one move!

Whether it was Sun Ang or the dagger, it bloomed at this moment, like a peerless divine weapon suddenly unsheathed, tearing off the ordinary disguise on his body, showing his extraordinary reputation to the world!

A golden flame burst out from the dagger, which was fascinating. Under the urging of Sun Ang’s strength in the Mingyuan realm, it accurately cut on the spear.

It seemed like a snake was slashed seven inches, and the silver light of the spear instantly dissipated, leaving only golden flames.

when!

A piece of gun head fell down and kept jumping on the bluestone ground, and the sound of Ding Ding Dangdang kept echoing.

The whole audience was silent.

Even if someone is full of confidence in Sun Ang, he just thinks that he can compete with his senior brother for the best, but he will never expect that the final result will be that Sun Ang's works will be a complete victory!

In the first time in the confrontation, the senior brother's work was cut off. Both of them were second-level magic weapons, Sun Ang's dagger must reach the second-level top-level to have such a huge advantage!

Sun Ang himself knew in his heart that his work was indeed better than the eldest brother's. In order to succeed, the eldest brother deliberately reduced the difficulty of the work. This sick spear barely reached the second-level magic weapon.

During the competition, he cleverly found the weakest point of the spear. Only with one blow was successful can he achieve such an effect.

The gap between the two works is not as huge as imagined.

But outsiders didn't know that, they were all stunned by the result.

Su Mo looked at the spear head on the ground blankly. He was full of confidence, pride and arrogance just now, and was beaten on his face by the elder brother's defeat.

How arrogant he was just now, how embarrassed he is now.

The rescuers were fully confident and killed by others in seconds!

The eldest brother was not in a better mood than him. He thought it was an easy-to-win competition, but he was reversed.

Before coming, Master Duan told him to get back the face he had lost in the sect. Naturally, he was full of confidence in himself, but what about the actual results? Master Duan once again lost his face!

After returning, Master Duan will definitely not bypass him easily.

Sun Ningquan felt that he had read it wrong, rubbed his eyes and looked at it, no, he read it wrong! But... but that shouldn't be the case. How could the eldest brother lose? It should be that Sun Ang was defeated hard, and Master Duan's lineage strongly entered Aofeng Hall. With Master Duan's help, he and Sun Ningying gained the upper hand in the family's power struggle!

This damn Sun Ang! Why can't you admit defeat? Why are we hindering our plan for some inexplicable reasons!

He narrowly hated Sun Ang to the core, and made up his mind to ask Master Duan to take action and humiliate Sun Ang!

But today, his face was lost, and he waved his sleeves heavily: "Let's go!"

Su Mo looked at Sun Tang and Sun Jian with bad eyes, clamped their tails and ran away in shame. The eldest brother was a little lost. He still didn't understand why he would lose?

Could it be that boy Sun Ang is really a genius that has never been seen in a century?

He was shocked: Why did he get caught up with him?

Sun Tang and Sun Jian hugged each other hard and cheered: "It's so satisfying!"

The craftsman Ghoen fled behind Su Mo, and everyone in the ancestral land laughed. Sun Ang kept putting the dagger into his arms: "Don't worry about anyone, I'll keep it for myself."

Sun Ningzhi was very happy: "Sun Ang, you are already a second-level creator. When the family knows it, they will definitely pay more attention to you. Wait, the matter of killing Sun Ling will definitely be left unresolved this time!"

Sun Yuanlin rubbed his hands, so beautiful that his nose was bubbled. Unexpectedly, a young man he occasionally invested in could achieve such a high achievement.
Chapter completed!