Martial arts become gods

Chapter 3174
Regarding Mo Xian's proposal, the blacksmiths of the Wind Spirit Tribe had nothing to say.

They have already lost the first game, if they lose this time, they can go home directly.

"Let the seniors choose what to choose!" Mo Xian said with a smile.

"Hehe, you really know how to be a man!" The blacksmith of the Wind Spirit Clan sneered. At the beginning, they said that Mo Xian would decide all three competitions. Now it's a bit ugly to regret it.

But since Mo Xian gave them this opportunity, they really couldn't refuse it. After all, this match was extremely crucial and they couldn't afford to lose.

Spiritual sense imperial things, imperial things are very important.

After discussing for a while, they took out a few feathers that looked very gorgeous.

"Feng Lingyu!" Everyone was startled, this thing is a kind of feather that is close to the phoenix, it looks very light, but it is not easy to pick it up, let alone use the divine sense.

"Is there a problem?" The blacksmith of the Wind Spirit Tribe asked calmly. They often use this thing to cultivate their spiritual consciousness on weekdays, and the effect is quite good. It is absolutely impossible for Mo Xian to have it.

"No problem!" Mo Xian shrugged his shoulders. He didn't practice Nether God Art for nothing, so Feng Lingyu shouldn't have a big problem.

"Sure enough, you have courage!" The blacksmith of the Wind Spirit Clan sneered, vaguely hinting that the scheme had succeeded.

The competition began soon, Mo Xian activated his divine consciousness, and the strange fluctuations completely different from Yuanli immediately enveloped Feng Lingyu.

But just as he was about to move Feng Lingyu, his complexion changed slightly. This Feng Lingyu was so special that it was actually hard to move.

Looking at those members of the Wind Spirit Clan, although it was also very difficult, Feng Lingyu slowly floated up and moved slowly towards the target position.

Apparently, they also practiced the secret method that specially strengthens the consciousness.

"No wonder you chose Feng Lingyu!" Mo Xian sneered, and immediately activated the Netherworld practice art. Feng Lingyu, who had been motionless, suddenly trembled, and then flew straight up, even making a sound of breaking the wind. .

"This is..." All the blacksmiths present took a deep breath. The level of being able to come here is not low, so they can naturally see the specialness of Mo Xian's hand.

It is almost impossible to use divine consciousness to such a degree.

The faces of the blacksmiths of the Wind Spirit Tribe also changed. If they lose this time, they will lose all face.

After they looked at each other, they nodded slightly.

After that, one of the blacksmiths suddenly made a strange gesture with his hand hidden in the sleeve robe, and a strange wave immediately attacked Mo Xian.

The fluctuations are so subtle that no one notices them at all.

At this moment, Mo Xian was concentrating on controlling Feng Lingyu, even he couldn't be distracted now.

At this moment, he suddenly felt as if a needle had been pierced deep in his mind, and then a sharp pain hit, and Feng Lingyu immediately fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"Backlash?" Seeing this, everyone was in an uproar. It was obvious that Mo Xian's reckless mobilization of his consciousness caused the backlash.

No one knew that this was a secret manipulation by the Wind Spirit Tribe.

After a long time, Mo Xian came back to his senses, his mind was still aching, the wind spirit clan actually launched a spiritual attack on him secretly, which was too despicable.

At this moment, he wanted to do something again, but it was already a bit late, those people from the Feng Ling Clan had already controlled Feng Lingyu to reach the target.

"Hehe, you are still too young, don't you know that the backlash of the spiritual consciousness will be very serious, if there is any root cause of the disease, it will not be good!" The blacksmith of the Fengling tribe sneered. Qi Jie didn't know where to throw it.

"Thank you seniors for your pointers!" Mo Xian sneered, it was useless for him to argue at this time, and it would make people think that he couldn't afford to lose.

These three competitions are the key, originally he only wanted to compete in this one.

"Sure enough, the Wind Spirit Clan is the best. The strength of the spiritual consciousness basically determines the height of the forging!" The Wind Spirit Clan won the second round, but everyone took it for granted. After all, Mo Xian just used some heresy in the first round. .

"Don't waste time, what's the third match?" The people of the Wind Spirit Tribe were actually a little guilty, and immediately wanted to shift the focus.

"It's better than this!" Mo Xian smiled lightly, throwing out a few design drawings at random.

After the people of the Wind Spirit Clan took it, they only took a look at it and then became weird, and then shouted angrily, "Yipin Lingbao, are you joking?"

Wouldn't it be ridiculous for them to forge a first-grade spirit treasure on such a large occasion.

"Hehe, it takes too long to forge high-level spirit treasures, so why waste everyone's time, isn't there any difference between the strength and weakness of the same low-level spirit treasures?" Mo Xian smiled lightly.

"I think you can't forge any high-level Lingbao at all, right?"

"If it doesn't work, just admit defeat, what a mess!"

The audience in the stands were a little dissatisfied. Their main purpose was to see the forging of high-level spirit treasures. What is a first-grade spirit treasure?

It stands to reason that high-level spirit treasures should be forged, but Mo Xian did the opposite. It was like this at the beginning, and now the most critical match is still like this.

Mo Xian turned a deaf ear to these things. He didn't think forging a low-level spirit treasure was shameful. On the contrary, it was not easy to forge a low-level spirit treasure better than others.

"Could it be that you can't even forge low-level spirit treasures? Or are you not sure that you can forge better than me?" Mo Xian joked.

"Hmph, no matter, low-level is low-level, it's better to end as soon as possible!" The blacksmith of the Wind Spirit Tribe said with a sneer.

The materials were ready soon, but they were ordinary materials anyway, and they were not worth much.

Originally, Nora wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune, but Mo Xian didn't give her a chance at all, and she was so angry that she almost went up to fight Mo Xian desperately.

"Boy, it's wrong to lose just now!" A member of the Fengling tribe sneered, although Mo Xian didn't say anything, but he can be sure that Mo Xian is definitely very upset.

"Hehe, don't think that if you win the second round with despicable means, you will have hope. This time, I will show you what real technology is!" Mo Xian lowered his voice and laughed.

"Despicable? I just beat you with my spiritual sense, and the second match was supposed to be a test of my divine sense!" Another person took over the conversation.

"As long as you're happy!" Mo Xian shrugged, anyway, everyone knew it well, so there was nothing to say.

He also knew that the Wind Spirit Tribe was deliberately provoking him to make him make mistakes, but he would not be fooled.

They quickly started the competition. This spirit treasure forging was much more entertaining than the previous two competitions. Even if it was the lowest level spirit treasure, the person who forged it was not a first-rank blacksmith, so the process would naturally be more splendid.

(End of this chapter)