"Okay, it's decided that there is no problem."

The woman in purple said with a smile, and after that, he turned to look at Old Jin again.

Asked, "What do you think, Mr. Jin?"

Old Jin had a calm face and refused to speak.

He knew that these four old guys were deliberately making things difficult for him.

At this moment, he really hated his grandson to the extreme. If there weren't anyone else here, he would probably have taken action directly.

This beast is so angry that I am so angry.

Let Han Yang compete with them in the art of refining weapons. What a joke? How could Han Yang understand the art of refining weapons?

But unexpectedly, Han Yang stood up again at this time, looked at the four elders with a smile and said, "Okay, there is no problem, I agree to compete with them, but this time you must keep your promise and don't break your promises anymore, otherwise I will feel embarrassed for you. You are the elders of Kinmen, and you are a well-known figure. You can't be fart when you speak!"

As soon as these words came out, a look of unnatural appeared on the faces of the woman and the three old men.

The woman in purple said coldly: "You are so arrogant, how dare you talk to us like this."

At this time, Old Jin suddenly said coldly.

“Is he wrong?

You four are so thicker than me.”

The woman in purple looked a little embarrassed, but after pondering for a while, he said coldly: "Okay, I promise you now. If this kid really wins, we will definitely not give up a place for him this time."

Old Jin glanced at Han Yang.

Han Yang smiled at him and nodded, whispering.

Don't worry, there is no problem.

Mr. Jin thought it was very strange. Does this guy really understand the art of refining weapons?

How is this possible?

Immediately, the group of people from Kinmen moved to the refining room.

First, Jin Chuan, Jin Chen and Jin Hanche came forward and began to show their skills of refining weapons.

Han Yang looked at them, and the smile on the corners of his mouth became even stronger.

At your level, he is so embarrassed to say that he knows the art of refining weapons. He really doesn't know where these people get their confidence.

Under everyone's gaze, these three people each refined a fifth-grade magic weapon.

Their faces were full of pride, and this level of leveling was already very high in their opinion.

It's Han Yang's turn to go up.

Everyone's eyes were looking at him.

At this moment, their eyes were different, and the disciples of Kinmen were talking in a low voice.

"Do you think this kid really understands the art of refining weapons?"

"He's not pretending, right?"

"I think he is probably pretending. It's not that easy to learn the art of refining weapons. He knows nothing."

"That's right, I'll see if he'll show it as soon as he gets on it. I'll see how long he can hold it."

The three old men in purple had a look of watching the fun in their eyes. They didn't believe that Han Yang knew the art of refining weapons.

Even Mr. Jin couldn't help feeling a little nervous at this moment, and he had no confidence in Han Yang.

The art of refining weapons is not that easy to learn, and most people do not have the ability to learn it.

Jin Yufei stood in the crowd and looked at Han Yang with a gloating look on his face.

Han Yang, I see how you ended this time! He was very happy to think that Han Yang was about to be unlucky.

In his opinion, Han Yang could not understand the art of refining weapons. The reason is very simple. The art of refining weapons is really too difficult. He has learned it before, but he really has no idea what to do and has no clue.

So he felt that Han Yang was not much smarter than him, and it was impossible for him to learn the art of refining weapons.

As everyone was watching, Han Yang walked to the weapon refining platform.

With a hint of confidence on the corner of his mouth, he rolled up his sleeves and started to operate it with a familiarity.

Han Yang's moves were dazzling. At first glance, he had already achieved a high level of attainment in refining weapons. 1 Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene and looked at him in shock.

The three old men in purple all looked a little darker.

A hint of surprise appeared on the corner of Old Jin's mouth.

Jin Yufei was in a bad mood, he muttered to himself with his mouth open.

"Impossible, it's absolutely impossible, how is this possible, it's absolutely impossible."

Jin Chenhua, Jin Chuan, Jin Hanche, and the three of them also looked at this scene with incredible expressions.

With the gaze of all the people in Kinmen, Han Yang used it to complete the refining of the weapon in just 20 minutes.

He refined a sixth-grade magic weapon.

He picked up the magic weapon, walked over and handed it to Mr. Jin.

Old Jin took it, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and a strong look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but look at Han Yang a few more times. Obviously, he had never expected that Han Yang would have such ability.

Then he snorted coldly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth and handed the fine magic weapon to the woman in purple.

The woman in purple took it with a calm face and started to look at it seriously.

The three old men next to them were also looking at each other, and their eyes were filled with disheveled colors.

Even they can’t refine the sixth-grade magic weapon.

Look at the quality and craftsmanship of this sixth-grade magic weapon are very high-quality. Only people with very superb weapon refining skills can create such weapons.

At this moment, they had to accept it even if they were dissatisfied.

They all looked at Han Yang with strange eyes.

Obviously they were all very curious about how Han Yang learned this superb weapon refining technique?

At this time, Han Yang asked with a smile: "How about it, my little tricks can still attract everyone's eyes."

The four elders all looked a little ugly.

Mr. Jin said coldly at this time: "You will not regret it now, are you?"

The woman in purple looked at each other with the three old men, and then said after thinking about it.

"Give him the quota of Jin Chenhua, after all, Jin Chenhua has the lowest cultivation level among the three."

Among the three old men, a short guy with anger was full of anger. He snorted, turned around and left directly. It was obvious that Jin Chenhua was his personal disciple.

But at this time he had nothing to say, after all, Han Yang showed too strong strength.

His own personal disciple Jin Chenhua cannot be compared with Han Yang at all.

Mr. Jin felt very proud.

He looked at Han Yang with satisfaction and nodded with a smile.

"Old Jin, you really found a good apprentice."

The woman in purple looked at him and said something, with a hint of mockery in her tone.

"I thought you would recommend your own grandson."

These words were obviously intentionally provoking discord. Jin Yufei, who was standing beside him, turned even more gloomy when he heard this.
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