Chapter 371: The Difference Is Obvious

The people behind Wuheyi secretly frowned. Could it be that the one outside the city is the real Zhang Ye?

The five-in-one was surprised by Zhang Ye's strength and did not dare to confront him head-on. But if he became a fake Zhang Ye, how would he make money in the future?

Wuhe rolled his eyes and said, "Your Majesty is so awesome, Zhang is convinced, but Zhang is good at forging spiritual treasures, do you dare to compete with me?"

Everyone suddenly understood and agreed, yes, Master Zhang is the master of forging spiritual treasures, and it is not his cultivation that makes him famous in the world.

The five-in-one man was full of energy again. Looking at the low-grade innate spiritual treasure that Zhang Ye dropped on the ground, he couldn't help but feel contempt in his heart. Humph, a scumbag who can only forge low-grade innate spiritual treasures dares to compete with me for Zhang Ye's identity!

Not everyone is worthy of Zhang Ye's action, so when he heard that Five-in-One wanted to compete with him, Zhang Ye's reaction was simple: "No interest, get out."

The five-in-one face was sulky, but in his heart he was more sure that Zhang Ye was afraid of him, so he shouted: "I studied literature at the age of three, and blacksmithing at the age of four. At the age of five, I have attracted the strongest men in the world. You Xibei You don't even dare to compete with me!"

The followers behind Wu-in-1 also echoed: "That's right, that's right. If you really want to compete with Master Zhang in forging, you will definitely lose without even leaving your pants!"

"I don't know who gave birth to this coward. If you pretend to be someone else, you have to look like someone else. Apologize to Master Zhang quickly!"

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Zhang Ye didn't pay attention to the cynicism of these people. He had been famous for a long time and looked down upon some false fame. But when he heard someone scolding his parents, Zhang Ye suddenly showed a murderous look on his face.

Zhang Ye locked onto the immortal who was swearing at his mother, and Ningkong grabbed it, and the immortal flew out from the crowd. With an ooh, his neck fell into Zhang Ye's hands.

Zhang Ye pinched the immortal, causing the immortal's face to turn red and his eyes to be filled with fear. He originally wanted to yell something in the crowd, but he was caught by Zhang Ye before he even thought about it.

"Master Zhang, save me!" The immortal said with difficulty and looked at Wuheyi.

Five-in-one didn't dare to fight Zhang Ye, but with so many people staring at him, he couldn't give in, right? He immediately yelled: "You idiot from Xibei, your forging skills are not as good as mine, so you just bully ordinary people, right?"

"That's right!" Everyone didn't dare to curse anymore and simply agreed.

Zhang Ye thought for a moment, although he was indifferent to fame and wealth, handsome, and suave...but if he left it alone, these people would really have no end, and he didn't know if they would insult his parents secretly.

Zhang Ye threw the Immortal in his hand to the ground as a slight punishment, and then Zhang Ye said: "Since Brother Wuhe insists on competing with Zhang, it is better for me to be respectful than to obey."

When Zhang Ye said this, he had murderous intent. He doesn't take action easily, but as long as he takes action, there will be no price.

Zhang Ye continued: "Since you and I both say that we are Zhang Ye, then the one who fails in the competition should commit suicide. There is only one Master Zhang in the world."

Oh, the rhythm of a life and death fight!

The supporters of the Five-in-One did not think it was a big deal, and they all encouraged the Five-in-One: "Master Zhang, fuck him..." After thinking about it, everyone did not dare to curse, and paused, "Master Zhang, fuck the guy on the threshold of his house. We can’t be timid!”

"That's right, Master Zhang, you can kill him with just one showing of your hand!"

Wuheyi was a little hesitant. He just wanted to have a casual discussion and prove his identity, and then he could return in style. Do he really want to risk his life now?

However, Wuheyi then thought about it, maybe Zhang Ye outside the city deliberately talked about a life and death fight to scare him?

Yes, that must be the case! With Zhang Ye's meager moral behavior outside the city, there is no need to be afraid of him!

Thinking of this, Wuheyi smiled heartily: "Okay, since you don't repent and seek your own death, this master will help you!"

The five-in-one supporters were especially excited when they heard that he was going to show off his talents. They immediately beat gongs and drums and rushed to tell each other to build up their reputation.

There were already a lot of people watching, but now that they heard that the real Zhang Ye and the fake Zhang Ye were fighting, many people came to join in the fun, and the perimeter of Zhang Ye's shop was filled with water.

The five-in-one spirit was satisfied, and he glanced at the low-grade innate spirit treasure on the ground, and said, "Don't say that I bully you, a fake. You decide what you want to forge!"

Zhang Ye's voice was cold: "In that case, let's keep it simple..."

Hearing this, Five-in-One felt even more contempt. You only deserve a simpler Lingbao.

Zhang Ye thought for a moment: "Let's forge the Chaos Spiritual Treasure. The one with the highest quality will win."

Wuheyi laughed and said: "Innate Spiritual Treasure? I have stopped playing with such childish things a long time ago!"

At this point, Wuheyi saw the strange expressions on everyone's face and realized that what Zhang Ye was talking about outside the city was not an innate spiritual treasure, but a chaotic spiritual treasure!

Are you fucking okay? You, you pretender! Five-in-one almost blurted out, but he himself didn't know how to refine the Chaos Spiritual Treasure, so he didn't say this in the end. He only thought that Zhang Ye outside the city didn't know how to make it, and wanted to pull him off the altar, and both sides would suffer!

So Wuheyi pondered for a moment, and said with full force: "What's so difficult about the Chaos Spiritual Treasure? But in these apocalypse, we pay attention to practicality and frugality. Refining the Chaos Spiritual Treasure just for duel is too much." waste!"

"I don't think it's better than this. Let's refine the Hunyuan Lingbao. The one with the highest quality will win. The real Master Zhang knows the subtleties and doesn't need such exaggerated things!"

Although Wu-in-Yi is capable of cheating, he still has some abilities, but he is limited to Hunyuan Lingbao, which is also his specialty.

Wuheyi's words immediately attracted everyone to echo: "Master is worthy of being a master. Although it is just a small exchange, he still cares about the world!"

"Ah, I am stunned by Master Zhang, stunned."

The girls cheered, and Wuheyi was very proud.

There was a hint of mockery in Zhang Ye's eyes, but he did not object and said: "In this case, let's start."

Wuheyi pretended to be a master: "I can let you go first."

Zhang Ye said nothing more and returned to the shop to start forging, but as soon as Zhang Ye turned around, he saw Su Jin smiling.

Zhang Ye knew what Su Jin was laughing at. It was nothing more than a fake meeting a real one.

"Play with him." Zhang Ye laughed and returned to the furnace to start forging.

When Wuheyi saw Su Jin at the door of the shop, his eyes were straight. Although he had no shortage of women thanks to Zhang Ye's name, how could those charming swordsmen compare to Su Jin?

Wuheyi was jealous and said, "Miss, you must be an ignorant girl who was deceived by his fake Zhang Ye's name, right? Don't be afraid, I am here today to expose his fake face and save you from danger!"

Su Jin endured the nausea, but also became playful: "Ah? Is this true? Then I will rely on Master Zhang."

Su Jin's voice was like a mountain spring and the gentle cry of a spirit bird. Wuheyi's heart was moved, and he added a point to the sin of Zhang Ye outside the city. He said, "Miss, don't worry," and immediately took out the furnace and started forging.

As if he wanted to show off deliberately, Wuheyi used the means of the Immortal Emperor, sometimes controlling the flames with his hands to turn into a circling fire dragon, and sometimes sending lightning and thunder under the hammer, attracting cheers from the crowd.

On the other hand, Zhang Ye was forging something calmly, just like the most ordinary blacksmith in the mortal world, without any magical appearance. The onlookers had already made a judgment in their hearts that Wuheyi was the real Zhang Ye, and the Zhang Ye in the shop was a real fake.

But how could they know that Zhang Ye's forging skills have reached the highest level, returning to the original state, and the essence is restrained, so there is no abnormal phenomenon.

The Wuheyi may be eager for quick success, so he came later but got ahead. The top-grade Hunyuan Lingbao has taken shape, it is a gorgeous sword, and the last step is to infuse it with the artistic conception of the Heavenly Dao.

Whether they know the goods or not, the immortals praised: "Good sword!"

And Zhang Ye was methodical and also forged the prototype of the Hunyuan Lingbao, which is an ancient sword. Although it has not been infused with the artistic conception of the Tao, it is just a low-grade Hunyuan Lingbao.

The onlookers shook their heads and thought it was a fight between dragons and tigers. They never thought that the winner was judged immediately, the true and the false were separated, and they didn't even want to say a good sword.

Wuheyi also noticed that Zhang Ye made a low-grade Lingbao, and laughed: "The winner has been decided, you can judge yourself." At this point, Wuheyi glared at the pretty Su Jin.

Girl, come to the bowl quickly.

Although Zhang Ye was forging a low-grade Hunyuan spiritual treasure, he remained calm: "The spiritual treasure has not been forged yet, you are too impatient."

"Don't cry until you see the coffin." Wuheyi mocked, and then began to infuse the Tao.

When infusing the Tao, Wuheyi seemed calm, but in fact, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. Not everyone can grasp the artistic conception of Tao as well as Zhang Ye.

After a cup of tea, Wuheyi smiled, because he caught a ray of the artistic conception of Tao in his hand.

Then, Wuheyi slowly infused the artistic conception of Tao into the spiritual treasure. If there was a slight mistake, it might fail.

The onlookers also knew that this step was crucial, and they dared not breathe.

With a "boom", the spiritual treasure forged by Wuheyi suddenly exploded.

He was not the real Zhang Ye, so how could he forge it 100% successfully.

However, everyone only thought that 100% forging was a legend and could not be taken seriously. Just like the ancient poem says "the waterfall falls straight down three thousand feet", is it really three thousand feet?

It is clearly an exaggerated description.

So the onlookers cheered Wuheyi: "Master Zhang, come on!"

Wuheyi sighed slightly, just a little short, but forging failure is a common thing, wouldn't it be better to forge another one.

But before starting, Wuheyi looked at Zhang Ye, thinking that he would also fail to infuse the Tao, but he didn't expect that this look would make him even more angry.

Zhang Ye had already infused the Tao artistic conception, and the power of the lower-grade Hunyuan Lingbao was like the vast ocean. Let's not talk about the grade first, just saying that this move successfully forged the Lingbao attracted many onlookers to admire.

But after being glared at by Wuheyi, the onlookers immediately shut up and said, "Tsk, it's just a low-grade spiritual treasure. If Master Zhang had refined a low-grade Hunyuan spiritual treasure, he would have succeeded long ago!"

"That's right, Master Zhang is pursuing a high-grade Hunyuan spiritual treasure, which is naturally more difficult!"

"No matter what, Master Zhang, I love you!"

Wuheyi had a lot of good thoughts in his mind, and these words were also his inner thoughts. He instantly regained his sense of superiority. You are lucky that you can only create the dregs of a low-grade Hunyuan spiritual treasure.

However, at this moment, Zhang Ye's eyes were imprinted with the long river of the Great Dao. He stretched out his hand and grasped it, and another ray of the artistic conception of the Dao was held in his hand.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this scene. What the hell, what is Zhang Ye doing outside the city? Is he going to refine a dual-Daoyi spiritual treasure?