1295 Refining Competition (1)
Zhan Jingtao wanted to embarrass Wu Suchen, but he didn’t really want to fight him to the death.
If they really fought to that extent, the Black Emperor might appear.
If the Black Emperor really appeared, things wouldn’t be that simple.
“Deputy General, does that captain really know how to refine weapons?” Zhan Jingtao frowned.
“Commander, don’t worry. I’ve personally tested Old Jiang’s level. There’s definitely no problem,” said the deputy general of the Golden Dragon Guards in a deep voice. “This time, if we don’t suppress Wu Suchen’s arrogance, he will definitely cause trouble for us later.
“Actually, I don’t think you have to worry, Commander. If Wu Suchen loses, how can he still have the face to fight us? When that happens, won’t you have the final say in the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom in the future?”
The deputy general bowed.
“Don’t talk nonsense!” Zhan Jingtao berated, but a hint of pride flashed across his eyes. “Then, let’s wait and see. When Wu Suchen is defeated, I’ll give him a way out.”
Our Golden Dragon Guards are the first echelon under the Xuan Ming Black Emperor. Mere refiners can only rank second!
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Wu Suchen stared fixedly at the Golden Dragon Guards in front of him, the killing intent in his eyes almost swallowing them.
There was silence. Everyone’s breathing became heavy.
In the distance, Zhan Jingtao was also prepared to take action. He couldn’t let Wu Suchen really fight with his subordinates.
After a full meal, Wu Suchen gradually restrained his killing intent.
He stared at the Golden Dragon Guards coldly and said, “Since you have a death wish, I’ll fulfill your wish.
“You want to compete with me, Wu Suchen, in weapon refining? You’re asking for humiliation!
“I’ll let you see who the number one refiner of the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom is!”
While speaking, a white flame erupted from his body.
The scorching flames bent the light around him.
Even the heavy water dozens of steps above his head was boiling from the flames.
Although Wu Suchen was narrow-minded, his ability was real.
“Old Jiang, it’s up to you!” The few Golden Dragon Guards’ gazes landed on an ordinary Golden Dragon Guard.
This Golden Dragon Guard looked to be in his thirties. His face was weathered, and his temperament was steady.
He cupped his hands slightly and said in a deep voice, “Golden Dragon Guard, Jiang Shouzhen, please enlighten me, Grandmaster Wu.”
“Hmph, I really have to teach you well. Do you think you can call yourself a refiner just because you’ve learned some superficial refining skills? You’re like a frog at the bottom of a well,” Wu Suchen said coldly. “Let me ask you. Who did you learn your weapon refining skills from?”
“I taught myself,” Jiang Shouzhen said.
“I didn’t realize you were a self-taught genius.” Wu Suchen clasped his hands behind his back and said proudly, “Come, show me how you refine a dharma treasure.”
“Grandmaster Wu, you’re mistaken.” Jiang Shouzhen didn’t start refining. He shook his head.
“I’m mistaken?” Wu Suchen frowned.
“I was just being polite when I said I wanted you to enlighten me,” Jiang Shouzhen said seriously. “Now, the two of us are competing in weapon refining. I’m not the only one refining a dharma treasure. We will each refine one dharma treasure.”
Wu Suchen’s expression froze, and suppressed anger flashed across his face.
These Golden Dragon Guards are bastards!
I will return this humiliation a hundred times or a thousand times sooner or later!
“Very well. In that case, I’ll broaden your horizons. Not everyone can refine weapons!” Wu Suchen shouted angrily.
“Grandmaster Wu, please!” Jiang Shouzhen extended his hand.
“Hmph!” Wu Suchen snorted and raised his hands. A tripod that looked like a furnace appeared in front of everyone.
He sat down in front of everyone and slapped the tripod with both hands.
A scorching heat assaulted everyone’s face.
With Wu Suchen’s professional attitude, the Golden Dragon Guards looked at Jiang Shouzhen worriedly. “Old Jiang…”
“Don’t worry.” Jiang Shouzhen was as steady as ever. “Brothers, please help me move a tripod over.”
There were many such refining tripods on Wu Suchen’s island.
The Golden Dragon Guards nodded, but they were a little nervous.
Look at Wu Suchen.
Old Jiang doesn’t even have a weapon refining tripod. Can he win?
If he loses, it will be embarrassing for the Golden Dragon Guards.
It’s fine if it’s embarrassing, but it will be a little troublesome to take care of the subsequent series of events.
After getting the Golden Dragon Guards to move a refining tripod over, Jiang Shouzhen got busy with a calm expression.
He put down the large bag he carried on his back.
Wu Suchen glanced at him disdainfully.
At first, he was curious why these Golden Dragon Guards were carrying such a big bag.
Only now did he realize that there were refining materials in this bag.
Jiang Shouzhen took out the refining materials one by one.
He arranged them neatly. If people didn’t know better, they would think that he was setting up a stall to sell them.
Wu Suchen sneered disdainfully. Amateur! How can a refiner refine weapons like that?!
Wu Suchen formed a hand seal with both hands, and refining materials flew out one after another as if invisible hands were pulling them and landed in the refining tripod.
Countless refining materials flew up and down, looking abnormally beautiful.
This is the style a refiner should have!
Look at Jiang Shouzhen. He looks like an old farmer. Is such a person worthy of talking about weapon refining?
Wu Suchen sneered in his heart. I’ll let you see what a true refiner is!
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