Chapter 58: Black Gang Silver Gun

With just one shot, a gun was created, the most difficult existence among all weapons.
This is why everyone exclaimed.
"Black Gang Silver Spear, but so!"
Hearing Dean Lu's words, Qi Yun smiled coldly, stepped onto the ring, and walked to the furnace.
Each of the three steps of refining, shaping, building and attracting spirits is very important.
Seeing Qi Yun's breeze and calmness, he didn't care about it at all, Diao Yadong said, "Qi Yun, don't be careless!"
"Teacher Diao, don't worry, this black gun silver gun is easy for me!"
Qi Yun nodded, looking at Qi Ming provocatively.
Back then, Qi Ming's father always held his father's head steadily no matter what he did.
Today, he can be regarded as rectifying his father's name!
"Game start!"
Following an order from the referee's instructor, Qi Yun stepped forward, picked up the materials needed to refine the Black Gang Silver Spear, and started weighing.
The weight of the refining material needs to be weighed bit by bit by the refining master, and the slight difference is thousands of miles. This step cannot be sloppy.
On the ring, seeing Qi Yun's proficient movements, he finished in one go, Diao Yadong smiled slightly.
On the other side, Qi Ming looked a little clumsy, and every time he weighed, he had to go through many considerations. Diao Yadong sneered in his heart.
For Qi Yun, Diao Yadong is still very confident.
After all, Qi Yun is the leader of the Qi family's generation, and he also knows that Qi Yun and Qi Ming were born from the same mother.
After Qi Yufeng became a useless person, he was expelled from the Qi family. Qi Ming's mother combined with another genius from the Qi family and gave birth to Qi Yun.
Therefore, Qi Yun Qiming, the half-brother, is hated to his bones.
But this time, the two played against each other, and Diao Yadong believed that Qi Yun would not let Qi Ming win anyway.
"Look, Qi Yun has already started refining!"
"Look at Qi Ming, who is still weighing metal there, look at how stupid he is!"
"How can Qi Ming compare with Qi Yun? The two are far apart!"
Below the ring, two students were talking in a low voice, looking at Qi Ming, snickering.
Bang...
However, just as the two were whispering, two low bangs suddenly sounded, and the two guys took care of them, clutching their heads and falling to the ground.
"What is he, who is it?"
"Who is it? You dare to sneak attack with jujube seeds?"
The two were attacked inexplicably, but a big bag was swollen on their heads, and they dared not say anything.
Mu Yun was sitting on the grandmaster's chair, eating red dates while watching the game grinningly, as if nothing happened just now.
At this moment, on the ring, Qi Yun melted various metals into the furnace, but he had already begun to engrave the Qiwen on the spiritual board.
Generally, when melting metal, the refiner needs to infuse his whole body to prevent accidents, but Qi Yun does not care at this moment.
Everyone knew that Qi Yun dared to do this because he was confident.
On the other hand, Qi Ming has just finished preparing the materials, and has not yet begun to refine the equipment, and is the first to begin to portray Qiwen.
The two men carved the Qiwen on the spirit board at the same time, but Qi Minggang did it, but everyone present was stunned.
The black gun silver gun needs two deeds to support, the first is the deed of strength, and the second is the deed of tenacity.
The deed of strength can enhance the strength of the black gun silver spear, and the deed of tenacity is to increase the toughness of the black gun silver gun.
The two deeds complement each other and are the two deeds necessary for the black gun silver gun.
But at this moment, Qi Ming on the ring is depicting two deeds that are completely different from the contract of strength and the deed of tenacity.
It is completely different, but it is not.
The two deeds he portrayed are more complicated than the two deeds portrayed by Qi Yun, and the appearance is extremely ugly.
"This guy, isn't he good at refining tools?"
"I think it's 80%. Look at the Qiwen he portrayed, but it is completely different from the Qiwen portrayed by Qi Yun. It's just nonsense!"
"This guy, let me just say, in one month, how can he learn to refine tools!"
...
The two Qiwens were successfully portrayed, Qi Yun exhaled, and at this moment, there was a deep grunt in the furnace, and the metal had been fused.
Turning around, looking at Qi Ming on the other side, Qi Yun was stunned, but there was a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Qi Ming had also portrayed two Qiwens, but he did not stop, instead he was portraying the third Qiwen.
"Idiot, to refine the Black Gang Silver Spear, you only need the Deed of Strength and the Deed of Tenacity, and you can only destroy the essence of the Black Gang Silver Spear if you add a hundred deeds!"
With a sneer, Qi Yun ignored Qi Ming.
He can understand, Qi Ming, he doesn't know how to refine tools at all.
The clumsy weighing technique, the complicated and tedious Qiwen route, this guy, maybe even fry the stove soon!
Qi Yun didn't bother to pay attention to Qi Ming, but it was a pity that the refiner didn't compare who first refined it successfully, otherwise it was just this one, and he would have defeated Qi Ming.
At this moment, Qi Yun is already preparing for the final step of melting the metal.
At this time, Qi Ming finally completed the last contract.
"Huh...enhanced deeds and auxiliary deeds, the two deeds taught by Master, I am slowly becoming proficient!"
Qi Ming was not in a hurry. Mu Yun once told him that refining is a kind of enjoyment. If refining cannot be regarded as a kind of enjoyment, then it is destined to be a powerful refining master for a lifetime.
He enjoys it very much now. He doesn't care about the insults and humiliations around him. He is more happier than anything else to refine a magic weapon that suits his heart.
"This kid seems to have a good idea! I don't care too much about the mockery of everyone around..."
Seeing Qi Ming's performance on the ring, Mu Yun smashed his mouth, complacent.
"That is!"
Qin Mengyao looked at the large empty space in front of the two of them, and said with a sweet smile: "That is, now who dares to scold him, and those who scold him have been knocked out by your short-term master!"
"I watch the game while blocking you, so naturally I should play!"
Mu Yun smiled and didn't care.
To be honest, Qiming's progress in his heart is indeed surprised.
And the reason why he was willing to accept Qi Ming as a disciple was also because of his talent for refining.
Once in the thousands of big worlds, I don't know how many people wanted to get Mu Yun's own deeds, and wanted to break through the shackles of the refiner.
But they have been reluctant to ask, even if someone gets it by chance, they can't understand it at all.
Because Mu Yun's own Qi Wen was more intelligent than the Qi Wen circulated in the big world, they couldn't understand it at all.
But now, Qi Ming, who can be said to be the second stunner who is innocent of the refining device, can never forget, and can slowly comprehend by himself.
I have to say that Qi Ming's talent is really high.
And his progress also surprised Mu Yun.
Mu Yun knew that the reason Qi Ming worked so hard was to let him heal his father.
"The refining master with broken legs and meridians...maybe, you can try that pill!" Seeing Qi Ming's efforts on the ring, Mu Yun made up his mind.
Ding……
At this moment, on the ring, a jingle sounded.
Qi Yun's Black Gang Silver Spear is already out.
The black gun body exudes a cold murderous intent, and the straight silver gun, like a dedicated guard, is proud and unyielding.
Only the last two parts, inject the Qiwen, and then draw the spirit, the black gun silver spear, is considered a complete success.
On the other hand, Qi Ming just started adding metal to the furnace to refine the gun body.
Seeing this scene, Diao Yadong smiled.
This round is set!
Qi Yun's performance up to now can be said to be perfect, while Qi Ming is really terrible, it is simply horrible.
"Zhuwen!"
With a low shout, Qi Yun took out the two imprinted spirit boards and placed them in front of the black gun silver spear. He touched the spirit boards with both hands, and he began to concentrate on the deed.
Everything is as natural as it happens, perfect!
"Inspiring!"
With a low drink, Qi Yun held the gun in both hands, his mind and the gun body were completely integrated, and the Qiwen built into the gun body was completely alive!
Keng...
The two-meter-long black silver gun suddenly erupted with a low hum and a bang, and plunged the body of the gun into the hard stone slab of the ring. Qi Ming stood on the ring and raised his head proudly.
At this moment, it is the moment when he accepts the worship of thousands.
There is absolutely no second high-grade mortal craftsman who is less than seventeen years old in Beiyun City.
Ding……
At this moment, a piercing jingle sounded, and on the other side, the black guns and silver spears were just released.
"Compared? Qi Ming, what do you compare with me?"
Seeing Qi Ming moving slowly, Qi Yun sneered, not in a hurry.
He waited for Qi Ming to finish. In his eyes, Qi Ming had no fryer, which was a blessing.
If Qi Ming is able to win through the silly refining molds, plus the scribbled Qiwen, then his reputation as the first genius refining youth in North Cloud City can be used to feed dogs.
"Good job, Qi Ming, let the trash have a look, our advanced third class is amazing!"
"That's right, originally Miao Xianyu and Wang Yunqi are on the same level, this time it is only Miao Xianyu leading. In this game, they dare not say anything!"
"The trash class is the trash class. I want to step on our advanced third class to rise and dream!"
Seeing Qi Ming standing upright and holding a black silver gun standing on the ring, the entire college students suddenly exclaimed.
Some female students even couldn't help but started screaming.
Being able to get the love of a powerful tool refiner in the future is enough to ensure that you will practice worry-free for the rest of your life.
"Zhuwen!"
As everyone cheered, Qi Ming didn't seem to hear him at all, and he was still working on his refiner step by step.
"Hey... Teacher Mu, look, is this even better?"
As the crowd cheered, Diao Yadong strolled to Mu Yun and smiled: "I'm afraid there is no suspense in this game, right? I see, there is no more meaning to go on!"
"Yes, I think so too!"
Unexpectedly, Mu Yun agreed: "I also think there is no more meaning to go on. It's better to let Qi Yun admit defeat directly, let's start the third game!"