Hongtian God Zun

Chapter 232 Winning Him Is Enough

Xu Nian and others were quickly taken to the refining room of the Elder Hall.

This is the place where the elders specially use for the assessment of inner disciples.

In the center of the main hall, there are two utensil platforms specially made of meteoric iron, which can be tempered by the alchemists.

"Presumably you all know the rules. If you refine a one-star black-iron weapon within an hour, you will be considered qualified. You can enter the inner sect and become an inner sect disciple. This is your material for refining weapons." Elder Wang Long said.

After speaking, he waved his cuffs, and two pieces of black iron ore of the same size and almost the same color appeared on the two utensil tables.

Both Qi Heng and Pang Fei had their hands behind their backs, with faint smiles on their faces.

"Old Pang, is your disciple sure?" Qi Heng asked Pang Fei beside him with a smile.

"If I'm not sure, I can let him come. Wouldn't it be a joke for you two? This kid Sun Feng has a good talent in refining weapons, and now he can refine a one-star black iron middle-grade weapon. There is absolutely no problem with the door assessment." Pang Fei said proudly, with a smug smile on his face.

Qi Heng smiled and nodded. This Sun Feng is indeed the number one genius in the outer sect. He can become an inner sect disciple at the age of 27, and his future achievements will definitely not be low.

"I don't know if this kid named Xu Nian is qualified." Qi Heng muttered to himself.

He always felt that he couldn't see through this 17-year-old boy at all, which had never happened before.

The young man in front of him is far superior to his peers in terms of intelligence and strength, making it hard to figure out.

"I don't think so. This kid is too young. Even if he has a good talent for refining as you said, have you ever seen a 17-year-old little refining master?" Pang Fei shook his head and said.

Obviously he didn't believe that the young man in front of him could compete with his apprentice.

At the age of 27, his apprentice was already known as a genius of the outer sect. If a 17-year-old boy had the same level as him, wouldn't the years of teaching be in vain.

Qi Heng smiled, but did not answer Pang Fei's words.

Although he didn't believe it in his heart, deep in his heart he still faintly felt that the young man in front of him would bring them a miracle.

Zhang Meng stood quietly aside, feeling complicated.

Xu Nian was younger than him, and had already started to participate in the inner sect assessment, but he was still only a two-star refining apprentice.

The gap is self-evident.

As for whether Xu Nian could successfully pass the assessment, he didn't dare to speculate.

After all, until now Xu Nian gave him the feeling of a master.

"Let's begin!" Elder Wang Long retreated after finishing the rules.

The young man named Sun Feng looked at Xu Nian and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that one day the person who will take part in the inner sect assessment with me will be ten years younger than me. Your name is Xu Nian, I hope You really have the level of a small craftsman, otherwise I will be very disappointed."

When Xu Nian heard this, he immediately laughed.

This Sun Feng still maintains this haughty posture, it seems that he has been in the number one position in the outer sect for a long time, so he is a little defiant.

"Brother, don't worry, brother will never let you down, maybe you can surprise him." Xu Nian replied with a smile.

Sun Feng's face darkened, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph, you mean your level of refining is higher than mine? Boy, don't be too crazy. I have been a small refining master for half a year. The reason why today I just came to participate in the inner sect assessment, and I just want to enter the inner sect with confidence, and sometimes the level of weapon refining is not just what you say."

This is just an assessment, not a contest between the two, as long as each passes the assessment.

But in Sun Feng's view, this was a contest between him and Xu Nian.

If Xu Nian maintained a humble attitude at the beginning and satisfied his vanity, he would naturally not target Xu Nian.

But Xu Nian's attitude was so tough, which made him very upset.

"I also want to advise you on this sentence, brother. Artifact refining is not something you say out of your mouth. In addition, I have another word of advice to you, brother. In my eyes, your level of artefact refining is really not as good as mine." Xu Nian said lightly.

For this kind of vanity-ridden person, his attitude is to slap as much as he can.

As soon as these words came out, Sun Feng became angry immediately, staring at Xu Nian.

"Okay, since you said that my level of refining is not as good as yours, then let's compare who has a higher level of refining, and whoever loses will be the other party's slave." Sun Feng said with an angry look.

He didn't believe that he would lose to a boy ten years younger than him.

"Okay, I hope senior brother won't go back on his word when the time comes." Xu Nian smiled lightly.

slave?

He didn't care, but it would make Sun Feng feel frustrated, so he was willing to accept such a bet.

Everyone around was taken aback for a moment, they didn't expect these two people to take this inner sect assessment as a gamble.

Standing in the corner, Zhang Meng began to worry about Xu Nian.

Sun Feng was the number one genius in the outer sect. Even if Xu Nian could pass the examination, it would be impossible for him to beat Sun Feng.

There was a sneer on Sun Feng's face.

When he wins the game, he must torture this arrogant and ignorant kid.

"Hmph, I'll make you despair a little bit next." Sun Feng snorted coldly, and then a purple stove appeared in the hall.

"Mysterious mid-grade utensil furnace, purple wind furnace? Old Pang, you really paid for it, and even gave this thing to this kid." Qi Heng said in surprise.

Wang Long and Zhang Meng were equally astonished, and the furnace had an added effect on the refining of elixir.

Sun Feng, who owns a Xuan-level middle-grade utensil stove, is undoubtedly even more powerful. Wouldn't it be more difficult for Xu Nian to defeat him.

"Haha, Feng'er refined a middle-grade one-star black iron weapon before, and I rewarded him with this furnace. With this middle-grade black-grade furnace, he should be able to refine a high-grade one-star black iron weapon." weapons." Pang Fei laughed heartily, seeing the surprised eyes of his two companions, his heart was filled with pride.

Sun Feng also looked at Xu Nian proudly, and asked with a sneer, "I don't know what grade of furnace my junior is using. If you think it's unfair, I don't have to use this mid-grade mysterious furnace."

But Xu Nian smiled and said, "No, if you don't use this mysterious medium-grade furnace, even if I win you, you won't be reconciled. In order to convince you, use whatever means you have."

Hearing this, Sun Feng became angry again: "Arrogant and conceited, I will make you lose embarrassingly later."

Xu Nian smiled, ignored Sun Feng, turned to look at Zhang Meng and said, "Zhang Meng, lend me your stove."

"Ah?" Zhang Meng even suspected that he had heard it wrong, and quickly explained: "Xu Nian, you don't have your own stove?"

Xu Nian nodded.

Everyone was speechless for a while, Xu Nian didn't even have his own furnace, so how did he refine weapons?
Sun Feng responded with a sneer, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Xu Nian shook his head with a wry smile. In fact, he didn't need a stove at all, but in order not to shock the world, he decided to use a stove as a cover.

Zhang Meng seemed to have realized something, and quickly said: "My stove is only a low-grade yellow one, even if you want to borrow it, you can borrow it from my master!"

"Xu Nian, I have a Xuan-grade mid-grade furnace that I can lend you." Wang Long also said.

Xu Nian shook his head, glanced at Sun Feng, and said with a smile, "It's enough for the Huang-level low-grade furnace to beat him."

Everyone around was stunned.

Sun Feng's eyes were filled with anger. These were the most arrogant words he had heard in the past 27 years.

(End of this chapter)