"Then what do you want? You can't let me refine a treasure weapon for you on the spot, right? My time is limited, and I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, so why don't you get out of the way!"
Qin Chen's face darkened.
What's going on? I've made it so clear. This Leng Mo is still so messy and arrogant. It's so wrong.
"Humph, it's not me, Leng Mo, who doesn't give me face, but how do you prove that what you said is correct?!"
"prove?"
Qin Chen was speechless. He had already said it so clearly. How could he prove it? As a weapon refiner, he should know that what he said was right.
Seeing the rusty sword in his hand, Qin Chen suddenly felt something in his heart.
"Well, I have an idea."
He raised the embroidered iron sword and said: "Take the treasured weapon you refined and fight it with the iron sword in my hand to see whose weapon is stronger. If the treasured weapon you refined breaks, stop messing around and immediately
How about giving way?"
Quiet!
The originally bustling second floor suddenly became quiet.
real or fake?
Did I hear it correctly?
This kid is going to fight with the rusty sword in his hand and the second-level weapon refined by Master Leng Mo. Whose weapon is stronger?
What a joke!
Everyone knew that the rusty sword in Qin Chen's hand had just been obtained through gambling. It was stained with rust on the top, and the smooth side was almost invisible. It had lost its original appearance with the passage of time.
Such a broken sword, if you cut it on the wood, you are afraid that it will break, and it will actually compete with Master Leng Mo's second-level treasure weapon.
Isn’t this Qin Chen crazy?
"What did you say?"
Leng Mo, who was originally furious, almost exploded when he heard Qin Chen say these words.
It would be too much of a loss to compete with a second-level treasured weapon that you have refined with a rusty sword. Even if you win, there will be no glory.
Doesn't it mean that his treasured weapon is only worthy of being compared with such a broken sword?
"What? You didn't understand? Didn't you say that I can't prove it? If you put two treasure weapons against each other, it will be clear at a glance. The treasure weapon you refined is broken, which naturally means that the quality of your treasure weapon is average. My treasure weapon is of average quality.
If the soldiers are broken, it naturally means that I am talking nonsense and I am still a second-level weapon refiner. You don’t understand such a simple truth? Or do you dare not compete? "
Qin Chen glanced sideways at Leng Mo, with an expression that you wouldn't dare compare to.
I don't dare to be your sister!
Leng Mo's eyes widened and he almost vomited blood. What was he afraid of?
"Okay, since you want to compete like this, I will help you. When the time comes, I will look at you, and what else can I say?"
Picking up the ice glass sword casually, Leng Mo suddenly activated his energy.
boom!
A bright white light suddenly bloomed on the ice glass sword, and a biting coldness swept through the hall like a blizzard, causing the crowd to retreat one after another with shocked expressions on their faces.
"What a terrible cold."
"It's so cold that the energy in my body can hardly circulate."
"It is indeed a second-level weapon refined by Master Leng Mo. How could such a weapon break apart in battle? Then Qin Chen must be talking nonsense."
The crowd was shocked, and the cold air emitted by the Ice Glass Sword made everyone feel solemn and solemn.
"Hey, boy, look at the sword!"
In full view of everyone, Leng Mo shouted angrily. In order to achieve a better effect, he almost didn't hold back. His heaven-level Qi was pushed to the extreme. He swung the ice glass sword and slashed the rusty sword in Qin Chen's hand.
above.
boom!
The fierce cold air swept across and turned into a tornado and rushed to the roof. The sound was so shocking that everyone took a breath of air.
Click!
At the same time, a shattering sound was clearly heard in everyone's ears.
"Hahaha, boy, what else do you have to say? If you dare to compare treasures with me, you are like an old man hanging himself - you are looking for death!"
In the cold wind, Leng Mo laughed wantonly.
The depression that had been suppressing our hearts today seemed to be released instantly, and we laughed without any scruples. But as we laughed, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became extremely strange, as if something bad had happened.
Turning his head, he found Qin Chen looking at him coldly and smiling, as if he was looking at a clown.
angry!
Leng Mo became furious again. This kid was on the verge of death, yet he dared to look at him like this. He would have to teach him a lesson later! But he suddenly felt something was wrong, because he suddenly discovered that everyone in the hall
His eyes were all fixed on the ice glass sword in his hand, his eyes widened in astonishment, as if he had seen a ghost...
One of the warriors stretched out his right hand, pointed at it, and stammered: "Master Leng Mo, you...your sword!"
"What happened to my sword?"
His heart suddenly sank, and he lowered his head suddenly, only to see that the sword that was intact just now, like white jade, was actually densely covered with cracks, and they were still spreading.
"boom!"
The sword body suddenly exploded, and the broken sword blades all over the sky came towards Leng Modou. He was in a hurry, but was still rubbed by many sword bodies. His clothes were riddled with holes, like a beggar, and a lot of his hair was cut off.
Became a grass chicken.
"It will indeed explode!"
"The anger really came back!"
"this……"
Everyone was so dumbfounded that they could hold an egg in their mouths.
"Impossible, this is impossible, an accident, it must be an accident!"
Unable to believe his eyes, Leng Mo was so furious that he picked up the Explosive Flame Sword, and with a bang, the blazing flames of Qi swept across, and he slashed down with the sword.
Click!
The second Explosive Flame Sword was also broken!
On the other hand, the rusty sword in Qin Chen's hand was undamaged, as if it had chopped into pieces a piece of tofu.
God, can you stop playing with me like this?
Leng Mo was about to cry.
Is this a rusty sword? How can I chop it up? It’s like a magic weapon.
"I don't believe it anymore."
Picking up the third black iron sword, Leng Mo's robes puffed up, and he activated the zhenqi in his body to the extreme. The entire treasure gathering building seemed to have been blown by a tenth-level wind.
The Black Iron Sword is the hardest of the three swords. Even the third-level weapon can compete with it simply in terms of hardness. Leng Mo didn't believe it this time and kept cutting the rusty sword in Qin Chen's hand.
.
Bang!
This sword is even worse!
The entire black iron sword broke off directly, and half of the sword body pierced the ceiling of the second floor of the Treasure Building, piercing through the ceiling.
Holding the half-cut sword, Leng Mo's face turned green and white, and he was completely stunned.
"Is this what you call a treasured weapon? If you still don't admit it, you insist on taking it to slap me in the face. Why bother!"
Shaking his head, Qin Chen picked up the rusty sword and blew it gently. There was not even a crack on the rusty sword, not even the rusty skin fell off. It was intact.
Carrying the rusty sword, Qin Chen took Lin Tian and Zhang Ying and left the Treasure Building.
This time no one dares to stop me in the slightest!
It wasn't until Qin Chen's figure completely disappeared that Master Yang and others suddenly woke up.
"That rusty sword is absolutely extraordinary, it is a real magic weapon!"
Master Yang roared, and he felt like he was going to die.
I thought that Qin Chen was so excited that he gambled out a rusty sword and thought it was him who had punched him in the eyes. Who knew that this was the real magic weapon?
Even a treasure weapon like the Black Iron Sword can be cut in an instant, even a third-level weapon cannot do that, at least it is above the fourth level.
my God!
If I had known this, no matter what happened before, I would have kept this sword!