Chapter 135: Mixer

Feeling Yang Xiaofeng's murderous intent, Ye Feng relentlessly used the soul sword technique, and first tried it.
And just after Ye Feng cast the soul sword, the opponent also burst out a powerful soul power. Although he couldn't reach the point of condensing the soul into a sword, his soul power was very strange and seemed to be sticky.
"laugh!"
A silent confrontation began. The two actually clashed secretly, but Ye Feng did not hurt his soul. The strange soul power passed from the other party shocked Ye Feng. It seems that Yang Xiaofeng's soul power is not lower than his own. , Really is a genius for refining.
Little did Yang Xiaofeng know that Yang Xiaofeng was even more shocked. These days, he also searched for a lot of news about Ye Feng, but there was nothing substantive to Ye Feng. Since Ye Feng represented the Qi family and was the opponent of the Yang family, he revealed his murderous intent.
Yang Xiaofeng turned his head, no longer looked at Ye Feng, and withdrew his soul power. Ye Feng couldn't take the initiative to provoke others. He looked back and looked at the huge stove in front of him. There was already a raging fire, and there was a platform next to it. All kinds of resources are necessary for the creation of a spiritual tool, and everyone is the same, only enough to build a spiritual tool, if it is scrapped, it can only be eliminated.
There is only one chance, and it depends on who can grasp the chance better. After waiting for a tea time, the whole square is already full, and there are people standing in front of more than a thousand stoves, not many women among them.
"You said, this time who will win the championship, the last time was taken away by the family, the last time was taken away by the Yang family, the Qi family has not won the championship twice in a row, this time I don’t know if there will be a genius practice. Master."
Among the crowd, there are already people talking with each other.
"I think the Yang family's hope is greater!"
Some people have concluded that the Yang family has a great chance to win the championship.
"That's not necessarily true. This time, the Hu family still has a chance to win the championship. As for who will win the championship, we won't know until the result."
There are also some experts in the crowd, knowing some inside stories, said at this time.
"The game is about to start, let's watch it quietly."
More than a dozen people in the party suddenly walked into the venue. These people are the judges of this time. They are the judges. As for the issue of justice, don’t worry about it, because these people do not belong to any party’s power. Moreover, weapons cannot be used. Cheating, who is good and who is bad, can be seen at a glance.
"Welcome everyone to participate in this refining competition. I now announce that the competition will start for three days and the final winner will be determined."
After the host's order, the refining contest finally began.
Pause!
The temperature of the entire square suddenly increased, and a large number of furnaces began to burn materials, but Ye Feng's soul swept away, and soon found that there were no movement of more than a dozen furnaces, but a wave of inscription patterns fluctuating.
Ye Feng was secretly frightened. Although the Soul Inscription Technique had been lost, many people still got adventures and got some fragments, such as inferior runes like Master Ku.
Gradually, almost everyone was thrown into the refining technique. Even Yang Xiaofeng, who had murdered Ye Feng just now, made various handprints with both hands. It was actually the soul-inscription technique, but his soul-inscription technique. The technique took a different approach, quite different from Ye Feng.
In the ancient times, there were a hundred flowers competing for inscription soul skills, and various genres appeared, so now there are various techniques, which are also common sense.
What makes Ye Feng very puzzled is not Yang Xiaofeng, but Hu Ling of the Hu family. This young man is even more weird. His crafting technique is ingenious, with the inscription soul technique mixed with it, and he uses flames to temper two kinds of craftsmanship. mix together.
"Sure enough, the master is like a cloud, if you don't leave the Tianling Academy, you won't be able to touch these at all."
Ye Feng was secretly shocked, and he was very fortunate that he had left the college. This was a different experience. He could come into contact with various things and opened up Ye Feng's vision.
Although the academy is full of geniuses, the outside world is also full of geniuses. The so-called two colleges, Guiyunbao and Liuligu have been crowned by the four major forces. However, some sects have developed rapidly in recent years and their strength is not weaker than these four. The Guo family is an example.
If you think that joining a certain big sect, you will be able to rise to the top, and even become a peerless master in the future, such an idea must be fatal. Ye Feng's vision is getting wider and wider, and more and more things are exposed.
"Qi Xiang, this kid can't make up the number, right? It's already time for a cup of tea, and everyone has begun to refine their own spiritual weapons. Why hasn't he started yet? Is it scary."
Seeing the start of the game, and almost all of them invested in the refining equipment, only Ye Feng remained standing in place.
Ye Feng was considering whether to build a spiritual weapon or choose to build a spiritual weapon, Ye Feng hesitated.
"Yang Xiang is in a hurry, the game has just started, can't wait to win the championship?"
Qi Shenghan gave a hint of contempt. Although he didn't understand why Ye Feng hadn't started yet, he believed in the words of Master Ku.
After thinking about a cup of tea, Ye Feng plans to refine the spirit soldiers. Only the spirit soldiers have the chance to win the championship. These refining geniuses are very powerful. If there is a mistake, it is easy to miss the championship. Ye Feng decided.
Both hands shook, an invisible mark appeared, and a piece of rare metal placed on the platform was controlled by Ye Feng using his true energy.
A series of inscription patterns appeared, and the fingers were like sharp weapons. Several inscription patterns were carved on the metal. The metal was turned into liquid and flowed into the prepared grooves to form a weapon model.
At the moment Ye Feng took the shot, almost all of the expressions of Master Ku were mobilized, and he did not dare to miss a single trace. He was completely disinterested in the other refining techniques around him, and his eyes fell on Ye Feng alone.
"What a quick technique!"
In the portrayal just now, Master Ku actually didn't see clearly that Ye Feng's soul inscription technique seemed to be more powerful than he thought, and the technique was very sophisticated.
During this period of time, Ye Feng kept communicating with Master Ku. The feeling of sluggishness in the past gradually disappeared. Now every movement is connected, and there is no trace of rigidity.
"What a beautiful technique, Master Ku, why is his refining technique better than yours."
Qi Ruomei was naturally sensitive to soul inscription, and she felt it the moment she saw Ye Feng's start.
"Stupid girl, this is the real soul inscription, all I learned are fur, this kid hides it deep enough."
Master Ku gave a wry smile. It turns out that Ye Feng is still hiding, but he is not angry. Who has no thoughts, is he not?
With the model being cast, Ye Feng's next task is to build and turn this long sword into a real spirit soldier.
However, with limited materials, Ye Feng could not create something like Qiu Sha, and there was no such big blood spirit. The blood spirit on the platform was only the size of a baby's fist, not as good as an adult's fist, and had very little spirituality.
The most important thing about a spiritual tool is spirituality. The higher the spirituality, the higher the level of the tool.
As soon as the body turned, the handprints appeared again, and two pieces of materials on the platform flew up at the same time, and the left and right hands were carved at the same time, and different inscriptions were actually carved out.
"How can it be!"
Master Ku suddenly stood up, with a look of shock on his face. He was stunned by Ye Feng's actions, and Qi Ruomei jumped. The actions here also attracted Qi Sheng's attention. Seeing Master Ku was shocked. It seems that a stone in my heart falls to the ground.
"Master bitter, has something happened?"
Qi Ruomei was shocked to see Master Ku, but Master Ku is well-known throughout the imperial city!
"It's incredible. This kid gave me too much surprise. He painted with both hands at the same time to achieve one mind and two purposes, and the inscriptions painted are completely different. This requires a strong soul power, and more importantly, this kid is too It's terrible."
Master Ku said in a shocked tone.
Because some materials need to be added together when refining the instrument, but the left and right hands cannot be portrayed at the same time, it needs one after the other, which greatly limits the quality of the instrument.
Ye Feng also learned from Master Ku, but Master Ku did not do it himself. He just explained it. Ye Feng realized it so quickly, so Master Ku said that Ye Feng was too terrible. Such a comprehension almost subverted His imagination.
Yang Kuitian didn't leave his eyes at the moment Ye Feng started refining. When Ye Feng finished the model, he saw the inscriptions on both hands at the same time, and he felt a bit of a bad feeling in his heart.
But seeing that his child's technique is not weaker than Ye Feng's, the tension is relieved a lot.
Time was passing silently, and more than a thousand people were completely invested in it. They didn't know that the sky was dark at this time, but there were countless night pearls in the sky, illuminating the square like daylight.
The materials on the platform continued to decrease, and Ye Feng's portrayal speed slowed down, and some inscription patterns began to be incorporated into the device.
Runes flowed one after another, and the entire long sword exuded brilliance, but Ye Feng was still polishing it before it entered the spirit weapon level.
A handle is like a house. The better the foundation is, the higher the floor will be built in the future. If the foundation is unstable, it is difficult to build high-rise buildings.
What Ye Feng has to do is to completely exclude the impurities in this instrument without leaving a trace of blemishes, so that the blood spirit can perform better. The blood spirit itself is small. If there are more impurities, the spirit instrument is Practice is also the lowest level of existence.
"jump!"
Just when everyone was engrossed, there was a sudden bounce from the square. A stove exploded, and the weapons were blown together. Someone actually fryed the stove.
With a black and gray face, this man left the square helplessly. He had only one chance. He failed and was naturally eliminated.
The first day passed quickly and the sky was bright. About 300 people were eliminated. The number of people on the square dropped sharply. There were still 600 to 700 people insisting, but some people were already insisting on it.
The scene on the second day was completely different from the first day. On the first day, most of it was leisurely walking, and it was easier to refine.
After the next day, many people experienced a lack of true qi, and some even took out the true spirit pills, but this was very few people, and most of them were still supporting.
After just one morning, another 100 people were eliminated and eventually failed, unable to refine the spirit weapon.
Some people make mistakes in operation, while others are caused by nervousness. There are various situations.
"Wow!"
Suddenly two Ye Feng appeared on the scene, simultaneously depicting four inscription patterns.
"call!"
The people watching around suddenly stood up, all shocked by Ye Feng's refining technique.