"Brother Qin, he's so handsome, even more handsome than me!"

Qin Nan left the game, walked down with the fruits of the first victory, with everyone's surprise, and even with Yan Feng's cry.?

"Forehead……"

A black line appeared on Qin Nan's forehead again. He looked at Yan Feng's face carefully, and then he thought, he was more handsome than him.

Those who are close to the vermilion are red, and those who are entering the ink are black. He doesn’t know that now he is being subtly influenced by Yan Feng.

After a brief pause, the competition continued, but Qin Nan could sense that he would look at him from time to time and pay attention to himself.

Another competition ended soon after, and Yan Feng, who drew No. 15, finally came to the time to play.

At this time, the sun was no longer as hot as noon, but the atmosphere in the field was still rising.

"It's finally here, haha, Meng Niuzi, I'll let you see your strength later and see how you beat your opponent to the point of falling water!"

Yan Feng was excited to talk to Yan Mengbi beside him, waiting for his grandfather to announce the next number of the show.

"Yan Feng, look, it's good enough if you don't get beaten by others!"

Yan Meng looked disdainful, and the bickering between the two began again.

"How is it possible? I'm going to be among the top ten. Looking at the Yan family, I can only beat only a few of them, and I may not even beat five fingers. Moreover, my luck is not as bad as Brother Qin. Just wait and see me show my skills!" Yan Feng proudly thrust his chest, but Qin Nan was innocently caught in the gun.

“Fifteenth!!”

At this time, Yan Cang's voice sounded, and Yan Feng no longer quarreled with Yan Meng, and then walked towards the field step by step.

But, after just a few steps, he suddenly became stunned.

"This...this..."

His eyes fell on a figure in front of him. He was undoubtedly his opponent in the first competition, but it was this person that made him almost cry.

"How is this possible? Yan Yun? My opponent is Yan Yun? When did my luck... become so bad? How can I fight with you!!!"

Not only Yan Feng, but even Yan Meng and Qin Nan, who were standing outside the field, changed their faces. They did not expect that Yan Feng's luck was really bad. They met an opponent like Yan Qing in the first game, such a person of the fourth level of the soul refining realm who was fifteen years old but was about to enter the fifth level of the soul refining realm.

"It turned out to be Yan Feng. Yan Feng's luck is really bad!"

Even the juniors of the Yan family who were watching turned their sympathetic eyes to Yan Feng, because in everyone's eyes, there was no suspense at all, and there was even no need to fight.

In fact, even Yan Feng himself thinks so.

"start!"

On the stone platform, Yan Cang looked at his grandson with some amusement. He also did not expect that his grandson was so lucky that he encountered an unparalleled opponent like Yan Yu in the first competition. However, he was not too pessimistic, because he knew that with his grandson's strength, even if he lost the first game, there would definitely be no big problems in the next two games.

When the order to start the competition was issued, a trace of green spiritual energy spread out from Yan Xun's body. Even though he was facing Yan Feng at the third level of the Soul Refining Realm, he did not show any care at all. Obviously, he was a calm person.

He held it with both hands, and the spiritual energy condensed, and the powerful momentum made the spiritual energy around him feel restless.

He is ready to take action.

"Wait a moment!"

But at this moment, Yan Feng shouted.

Yan Leng stopped subconsciously, and everyone's eyes suddenly gathered on Yan Feng.

"I admit defeat!"

Under everyone's gaze, Yan Feng said these three words casually, then waved his sleeves and walked out of the field.

"Give up?"

"If you don't compete, you will admit defeat? That's right, even if you compete, you will have the same ending. It's better to save some effort."

Everyone was stunned at first, and then they were relieved.

"Yan Feng, it's okay, there are two more games left. In the next game, your luck will definitely not be so bad!"

Yan Feng walked down from the field. Yan Meng, who had quarreled with him the moment before, showed a complicated expression on her face. She called gently and comforted Yan Feng.

"Uh... Mengya, are you comforting brother?"

Who would have thought that Yan Feng looked at Yan Meng with a strange look and said such a sentence.

Yan Meng was speechless.

"Oh, I must have not washed my hands after the morning's big break, otherwise I would never have been so kind of back. I actually drew Yan Leng in the first game and asked me to go to this battle with no chance of winning at all. However, I was still smart and decisively admitting my defeat."

Just now, Yan Meng was speechless, but Yan Feng's words made Qin Nan and everyone beside them sweat.

Obviously, Yan Feng had already made complete adjustments without waiting for others to comfort him, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes when he looked at Yan Meng.

"Oh, I didn't expect that my number 15 is more detrimental than Brother Qin's No. 13. Meng Yatou, your bamboo stick is No. 30. I hope your number is not detrimental. Otherwise, if you cry, I will have to comfort you."

Yan Feng threw the bamboo stick in his hand with no meaning to write fifteen on the ground, looked at Qin Nan meaningfully, and then said to Yan Meng with a serious and long voice.

Yan Meng is on the 30th, and Yan Feng's competition on the 15th has just ended, and the sun has set west. Obviously, it is not her turn to play today. Therefore, Qin Nan has no idea of ​​staying here now, because he has one very important thing to do, that is, to possess the spirit of his long sword.

However, the long sword on his back is just an ordinary weapon, not even a first-level spiritual weapon, but the soul he has is the soul of a third-level spiritual beast. If the soul of a third-level spiritual beast is attached to a ordinary weapon, this long sword will definitely be broken in an instant, and the spirit attached will fail directly.

Therefore, if you want to attach a spirit to the long sword, Qin Nan had to do a lot of preparations first. The most important thing was to re-harve the long sword and make it a spiritual weapon, an ordinary third-level spiritual weapon. Only a third-level spiritual weapon can withstand the soul of a third-level spiritual beast.

Of course, this problem is not too difficult for Qin Nan, because refining weapons is the Yan family's unique skill. Among the four major families in Qingyang Town, the Yan family can occupy a single place because of refining weapons.

He could find the weapon refiners in the clan to refine the long sword for him at any time. This is the benefit of every Yan family, but the materials must be prepared by themselves.

Qin Nan told Yan Feng and Yan Meng that the reason was to leave the boiling trial ground alone and head to the Yan Family Weapon Refining Hall.

However, when he learned that Qin Nan wanted to reshape his weapons, Yan Feng didn't even think about it and wanted to follow Qin Nan. In his words, the weapon refining hall was like a cottage to him, and he went there several times a day. For that, he was much more familiar with Qin Nan. Moreover, there was only one person in the Yan family who could refine the third-level spiritual weapon, and that person happened to be his master.

Qin Nan did not object, and Yan Meng also wanted to go with him, but Yan Feng refused. However, there was only one reason, and there was no suitable place for girls to go.

Moreover, her strength is not as strong as Yan Feng, and it is difficult to advance to the top ten. Keep staying here and learn more about others. The benefits to her are self-evident. With dual reasons, she had to watch Qin Nan and Yan Feng leave from here and continue to pay attention to the competition in the field.

Yan's family, northwest, is in the center of the weapon refining hall.

"Master, Master, I'm coming out to pick up customers!"

Qin Nan and Yan Feng arrived outside the weapon refining hall not long after. It was a not too big house, but it had a huge stone door that was five meters high. The stone door was closed and standing outside the stone door, Yan Feng suddenly shouted.

“Check customers?”

His shouts made Qin Nan's face suddenly turn black.

"Boy, I'm a weapon refining hall here, not, what kind of guests you can pick up? I think you're itchy and want me to treat you, right?"

Then, the door opened, and a fierce middle-aged man walked out of it, shouted at Yan Feng, and wanted to take action to shoot him.

"Master, don't worry, I'm wrong with the tongue, it's a mistake. I'm coming out to receive the guests, not the ones, hehe!"

Yan Feng quickly laughed and admitted his mistake. He knew how hard his master's palm was. If this palm hit him, it would hurt for several days.

"Uncle Yan Qi!"

Qin Nan respectfully said to the man that this man is the strongest weapon refiner in the Yan family, a third-level weapon refiner, and Yan Feng's master.

"Xiao Nan, what are you doing here?"

After seeing Qin Nan, Yan Qi no longer cared about Yan Feng and treated Qin Nan.

"Master, that's right. Brother Qin wants to reshape a long sword into a third-level spiritual weapon, but in our Yan family, only Master, you have this ability, so I'll bring him to you." Yan Feng rushes to flatter.

"Level 3 spiritual weapon? Silly brat, are you kidding me with your master!"
Chapter completed!