Everyone was shocked, "What? Senior Brother Murong actually wants to compete with Miss Mu?"
"In the past three years, none of the younger generation of weapon refiners can make Senior Brother Murong take action. It seems that Mu Chenxi is really not that simple!"
"I'm looking forward to the exciting competition in three days. I hope Senior Brother Murong won't hit Miss Mu too badly."
Three days passed very quickly. Murong Shuo's status in the Weapon Refiner's Guild was extremely high, so this competition attracted a lot of attention.
Mu Qianxi was very punctual, and Murong Shuo also came at this time.
His deep facial features, handsome face and concentration on refining weapons made many women fall in love with him.
But it is a pity that in Senior Brother Murong's eyes, apart from refining weapons, no matter how beautiful a woman is, there is no precious ore that can make his heart move.
Everything was ready, Murong Shuo said: "Comparing the trial weapons, do you want to start with the higher-level spiritual weapons?"
Mu Qianxi replied: "What level do you want to refine first? I will just accompany you until the end!"
What a good person to accompany him to the end! A faint light flashed in Murong Shuo's eyes.
"Okay! Refining a seventh-grade holy weapon, you'd better not lose in the first round."
Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "Losing in the first game is impossible?"
The contest between the two scared the others, "It's Senior Brother Murong who deserves to be compared to someone of such a high level from the beginning!"
"Miss Mu actually accepted it. Is she also a high-grade holy-level weapon refiner?"
After making the decision, Murong Shuo didn't waste any time. He quickly took out various refining materials and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the refining.
Mu Qianxi also brought out the weapon-refining materials. This is the weapon-refining masters guild. They are very familiar with all kinds of weapon-refining materials, and what Mu Qianxi brought out are extremely precious.
They were even more precious than the ones brought out by Senior Brother Murong. They were so precious that even the elders present were ready to fight for them.
They murmured to themselves, "Where does this little girl come from? You can find such ores."
"Rich, so rich!"
"..."
Seeing these precious ores, I can't help myself from hating the rich!
Mu Qianxi didn't do it on purpose. Although she received the inheritance from the old weapon refiner, her experience in weapon refining is estimated to be only one ten thousandth of that of medicine refining.
Now she faced a strong opponent whose experience was far behind her, so she could only use other methods to make up for it.
Soon, the two people began to refine weapons.
Murong Shuo was already very proficient in the seventh-grade holy weapon.
Without spending much time, he perfectly refined a scimitar and handed it over to the elders for judging.
"The seventh-grade holy weapon is of perfect quality. Murong boy is really getting more and more amazing."
"Let this knife be traded in the union!"
Murong Shuo didn't try his best to refine such a holy weapon. He felt that this sword was just average and he didn't care much about it.
Murong Shuo has finished refining it, but Mu Qianxi has not finished refining it, but there is still time.
Murong Shuo frowned and watched Mu Qianxi refining the weapon. His methods were rough and unskilled at all.
It seems that there is really no need for him to have high hopes. It is a waste of time.
Anyone with some strength can see that Mu Qianxi's weapon refining is a bit bumpy. People who often refine weapons will never be like this.
They shook their heads. It seemed that they had a high regard for Miss Mu. If her strength is compared with that of Senior Brother Murong, isn't this asking for abuse?
When the time came, Mu Qianxi had just refined the seventh-grade holy weapon. It was a sword!
"Elders, please check!" Mu Qianxi said.
The elders took the sword, and a flash of sword light flashed through them, and they almost lost their grip.
"A seventh-grade holy weapon, of the highest quality. This sword is of the same level, but its quality is even better than Murong's sword."
"I checked again and it's true!"
"Hahaha! Murong boy, if you don't take it seriously, you will be a little inferior now!"
When they had the opportunity to give Murong Shuo a break, the elders were very active. You must know that this kid's talent is too scary.
"This is incredible! Such unskilled means can refine such a perfect holy weapon!"
"Isn't Miss Mu deliberately pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?"
"..."
Murong Shuo picked up Mu Qianxi's sword, and it seemed that his whole body became like an unsheathed sword. He looked at Mu Qianxi and said, "Come again!"
"This time, it's an eighth-grade holy weapon."
Mu Qianxi smiled and said, "No problem!"
"Well, you have finished refining this. Why don't you take a rest and continue tomorrow? The soul power will be consumed too much!" said an elder.
Mu Qianxi and Murong Shuo said in unison: "No problem!"
So the two of them once again prepared a lot of ore. Judging from the preparation of the ore, Murong Shuo was very serious.
What Murong Shuo refined was a spear of the highest quality.
But what Mu Qianxi forged was still a sword of the highest quality.
This time, they were tied.
After Murong Shuo inspected Mu Qianxi's sword, the aura on his body became sharper.
"Ninth Grade Sacred Artifact!"
"Okay! Ninth level is ninth level!"
"More than that?" Everyone was shocked.
Three high-level holy weapons have been refined in a row! This high-level holy weapon is not an ordinary spiritual weapon. Can it be done so casually?
"Senior Brother Murong's talent for refining weapons is very high, and his soul power is also very strong. It should be possible. Miss Damu looks so young, can her soul power support her?"
"They don't have any opinions. They should have a certain degree of confidence."
Murong Shuo successfully refined the ninth-grade holy weapon. This time he refined a giant sword.
Mu Qianxi was refining a soft sword, but the results given by the elders were still a draw.
"Oh my God! Miss Mu is even younger than Senior Brother Murong, but she has refined a sacred weapon. Her talent is even more perverted than Senior Brother Murong!"
"That's not necessarily true. Senior Brother Murong refined the ninth-grade holy weapon a year ago. Recently, Senior Brother Murong's power has become stronger. Miss Mu may not be able to compete with him!"
"The ultimate holy weapon!" Murong Shuo spat out four words.
"If you don't want to compete, you can also stay in the Refiner's Guild. Your talent is very good." Murong Shuo didn't have any disdain or doubt about Mu Qianxi at this time, but he also had some appreciation.
At least among the weapon refiners he knew, it was rare to encounter such a talented person.
Mu Qianxi said: "It's the last round, so of course I have to accompany you to the end!"
The ultimate holy weapon, the level she can refine now.
Murong Shuo is probably the same. From a top-grade holy weapon to a quasi-divine weapon, this gap is very difficult to cross.
Ordinary weapon refiners spend their entire lives unable to successfully refine a quasi-artifact. Who gave the quasi-artifact an additional divine word?
