In the first game, Miao Xianyu won, which was really beyond everyone's expectation.

However, everyone is not very optimistic about the next two games.

Qi Yun is the weapon-refining genius of the Qi family in Beiyun City. He is a sixteen-year-old mortal weapon master and can refine high-grade mortal weapons.

With such potential, the Qi family must treat it like the apple of their eye.

But Qi Ming has no reputation and only works in an iron shop in Xifang City, Beiyun City.

The blacksmith and the weapon refiner have one status on earth and one in heaven!

Moreover, it can be said that Mo Yang and Diao Yayun are not on the same level at all.

A prodigal son and a talented warrior, there is really no comparison between the two!

"The second game, the weapon refining competition, Qi Yun and Qi Ming!"

The referee instructor walked onto the ring. At this moment, the two alchemy furnaces had been removed, and two furnaces appeared on the ring.

All kinds of metals were also brought to the arena.

This game is far less eye-catching than the last one.

Because after all, Qi Yun is the proud son of the Qi family today, and Qi Ming, his father was a genius twenty years ago, but now he is worthless.

And Qi Ming is even more unknown in Beiyun College.

Qi Yun, on the other hand, was famous for often repairing and refining mortal weapons for students.

"In this competition, Qi Yun has been able to refine a top-grade mortal weapon before. Qi Ming, if you cannot refine a top-grade mortal weapon, then the competition does not need to proceed. Qi Yun will be directly awarded the victory!"

"I can!"

Looking at Qi Yun across from him, Qi Ming opened his mouth slightly, sweat dripping from his face.

Just when his eyes fell on Mu Yun in the audience, Qi Ming instantly felt that his whole body was filled with strength. He could not live up to his master's expectations.

"Can?" Hearing Qi Ming's words, Qi Yun sneered: "Qi Ming, don't try to be a hero, otherwise it will be embarrassing if you fail in the middle of refining the weapon!"

"Ha ha……"

Below the arena, a group of students burst into laughter.

It is true that Qi Ming did not know how to refine weapons before. If he learned to refine weapons in one month and was able to refine high-grade mortal weapons, that would be a genius!

No, the word genius cannot describe him!

"Whether it works or not, you will know after a comparison!"

Taking a deep breath, Qi Ming said solemnly.

"Okay, let's compare!"

On the other side, the referee instructor raised his voice: "In that case, compared to the trial equipment, the top-grade ordinary equipment will still be drawn by Dean 6!"

6 Xiaotian walked onto the stage again, without saying anything, and just picked the question.

"High-grade mortal weapon—Black Gang Silver Spear!"

As Dean 6 finished speaking, exclamations of exclamation arose one after another in the college.

Refining weapons is a difficult task, and among them, the most difficult thing is the gun!
Chapter completed!