Meron looked at the giant ax lying on the ground, sweat breaking out on his forehead.
"I surrender!"
Although he was extremely reluctant, Meron still said these three words.
"Since you admit defeat, why bother competing?"
Qin Lang looked at Mei Long with his hands behind his hands.
"Compare!"
Mei Long gritted his teeth and said: "I am the best in the world in refining weapons in the Sacred Artifact Valley, I don't believe I can still lose to you!"
Qin Lang looked at Mei Long silently: "The art of refining weapons is profound and unpredictable. You only know a little bit about it. Do you really want to gamble?"
"Fur? Hahaha, Qin Changkong, you are really not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue. I, Meilong, have been refining weapons for more than forty years and have been with this sacred weapon all day long. In terms of strength, I may not be as good as you, but I have to
When it comes to refining weapons, I dare to say that I am second, but no one in this world dares to say that I am number one."
Mei Long said arrogantly.
"Oh? Then let me tell you, your weapon-refining skills are not even the lowest in this world!"
Qin Lang looked at Mei Long with a smile and said.
"Stop talking nonsense, each of us will take a piece of embryo. Whoever can successfully refine a spiritual weapon in the shortest time will win. How about that?"
Mei Long is quite confident in his weapon refining skills. Half of the spiritual weapons in the world come from his Sacred Artifact Valley. If his weapon refining skills are not as good as his opponent, Mei Long can find a cesspit to suffocate himself.
"Okay, you go first!"
Qin Lang said with a smile. He has been in the universe for nine hundred years. Although he is not the best at refining weapons, there are few refining masters in the world who can be better than Qin Lang.
A weapon refiner like Mei Long would only be an apprentice in the universe, so how could he gain access to Qin Lang's eyes?
"Practice as you practice!"
Mei Long took out the sacred weapon forging furnace with one hand and placed it on the ground. Then he picked up the sacred weapon forging hammer, glanced at Lu Yanchang and said: "Brother Lu, do you still have the strength to help me?"
Lu Yanchang stood up and said: "I am willing to serve Brother Mei."
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a stream of red fire penetrated into the forge, creating a raging fire.
Then Mei Long took out several pieces of fine steel from his iron basket, pointed at it and said to Qin Lang: "These fine steels are all weapon refining materials I got from all over the world. It is more than enough to make spiritual weapons!"
Mei Long had already decided before the bet that he would be successful only if he refined a spiritual weapon, because he was afraid that Qin Lang also knew how to refine weapons.
Many of the weapons refined by weapon refiners are ordinary, but at Meilong's level, magic weapons can be easily refined. As for spiritual weapons, a certain amount of probability is required.
Mei Long's current success rate is over 70%, and he can basically refine a spiritual weapon if he wants to.
That's why he requires both parties to refine spiritual weapons.
Qin Lang took a look at the materials. Indeed, as Mei Long said, every one of them was the ultimate refined material.
There are actually so many good materials on the earth. I couldn't find them no matter how hard I looked for them before. It seems like I came to the right place this time in the Valley of the Sacred Artifacts.
Qin Lang couldn't help but get greedy when he saw these materials. He wanted to integrate these materials into his ice stick. Maybe he could raise the level of the ice stick to another level and reach the level of a holy weapon. In that way, the ice stick
It can channel spirits, and as long as it continues to be conceived, it is not impossible to produce a soul.
In fact, Mei Long's hammer and forge are already psychic. It's just that Mei Long's weapon-refining skills are a bit poor and he can't resonate with them, so he can't give birth to a soul.
"Okay, you start practicing!"
Qin Lang didn't care about this moment, he sat on the floor and watched Meilong refining the weapon.
Meron picked through the pile of materials, took out the best piece of material, put it on the stove, and burned it with red fire.
Qin Lang glanced at it and saw that it was a piece of cold stone with a very high melting point. If it weren't for the red fire, it would be difficult to melt it.
Even the red fire would take half an hour.
Qin Lang was not in a hurry and just watched Mei Long working.
While Melon melted the cold stone with red fire, he took out a small hammer and put it aside, and then prepared other materials for making the weapon. His skillful technique made the people around him seem to be witnessing the art of a blacksmith.
Half an hour passed very quickly, not to mention so many people staring at it intently. When the cold stone was taken out from the forging furnace, it had already been burned red.
Meron held the red-hot cold stone with a clamp and began to tap it with a small hammer.
With the constant beating of the small hammer, the melted cold stone began to deform, and the object was hammered into a sharp shape according to Meron's imagination.
When the shape of a dagger appears, the temperature of the cold stone has dropped a lot, making it difficult to change its shape.
Meron threw the dagger into the forge again, and then picked up the big hammer in his hand.
A few minutes later, the cold stone dagger melted again. Meron placed it on the iron table, then with all his strength, he grabbed the handle of the hammer with both hands, and with the heel of his left foot as the center of the circle, he swung the hammer suddenly!
The hammer was rounded and fell hard, hitting the cold stone with a 'bang' sound. After being bounced back, Meilong took advantage of the rebounding force, and then swung it, another one hundred and eighty degrees.
He turned around and hit the cold stone again!
"Ding...dang, ding...dang..."
The sound of knocking began to sound one after another. At this moment, people were looking at Meilong with all their attention. Under the sunset, Meilong's strong body had a strong beauty, which made people not feel tough, but rather pleasing to the eye.
Feel.
Ding dong…ding dong…
Meron's swing was made up of ninety-nine and eighty-one strokes, and each stroke was just right. Each stroke gave people a sense of brutal beauty of power.
This is really the style of a generation of master refiners.
And the cold stone slowly took shape under his hammer. As his sledgehammer continued to fall, at the last few blows, each time the hammer fell, the cold stone dagger would shine a little brighter and return to its original color.
one cent.
With each hammer blow, Mei Long also gained a little more confidence. Judging from his experience, this cold stone dagger can at least be ranked among the top three in his weapon refining career. Unexpectedly, the pressure brought by Qin Lang turned into
This gave him motivation and allowed him to perform for an extended period of time.
The last hammer fell, and the cold stone dagger took shape with a dazzling silver light. At this moment, the dagger jumped up automatically, jumped three times as if it came to life, and landed on the iron case.
"Hahaha, the spiritual weapon is ready!"
Meron laughed loudly, raised his hand and threw the dagger high into the sky!
‘Shua…’
The dagger turned into three, and three turned into nine, and nine figures actually appeared in the air.
Spiritual weapons have spirits and come with their own magic. This dagger actually has a phantom-like magic that makes it difficult for people to tell which one is the real one and which one is the fake phantom.
"What a knife! From now on, you can call it Phantom Dagger!"
Mei Long devoted himself wholeheartedly to refining the weapon, and had long forgotten everything. He got such a powerful dagger again, and couldn't help but be extremely excited.
Even the other masters on the side were jealous of this dagger.
When this dagger comes out, people named Qin will be jealous, right?
Everyone looked at Qin Lang, only to find that Qin Lang was sitting there with his eyelids lowered, as if he had fallen asleep.
Such a wonderful weapon refining process, this guy is so far away from the world that he doesn't even look at it?
"Qin, I've finished practicing. Can you see how my practice with the phantom dagger went?"
Meron proudly caught the dagger that flew back into his hand, shook it twice and said.
"Hmm? Have you finished practicing?"
Qin Lang opened his eyes, glanced at Mei Long, wiped his mouth and said, "It was so boring, I actually fell asleep."
Qin Lang's words made Mei Long so angry that he almost lost his breath.
"Holy crap, he really fell asleep!"
"How many people will never see such a wonderful weapon refining process in their lifetime, but he didn't?"
"Didn't I say that? Even when I fell asleep, I fell asleep."
"You are really a god! You don't insult people like this."
A group of spectators complained and complained, feeling that Mei Long was not worth it. This was so insulting. The world's best refiner was refining weapons while the bystanders fell asleep. It hurt people's self-esteem.
Unexpectedly, Qin Lang's next action was even more exaggerated. He raised his head and glanced at the sky, grinning and said: "Damn, is it already at this point? You have been practicing this broken dagger for more than two hours?"
This time, Meron exploded.
How long does it take to refine a spiritual weapon in two hours? How long? How long?
Obviously, there aren't many. You know, how many weapon refiners can't make a single spiritual weapon in their lifetime, but Meron made it in only two hours!
However, in such a short period of time, he was despised by Qin Lang!
"You're awesome, you should give me a try!"
Mei Long is completely crazy! He can't believe that Qin Lang can be stronger than him! At least when it comes to refining weapons, Mei Long refuses to obey anyone! (To be continued)