Chapter 1574: Hidden Patterns in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, This Is Impossible

"Master Pengze, the branding failed. This is troublesome!"

The Xuanyuan Saint also stood up suddenly, whispering in a low voice, her beautiful eyes flashed with anxiety and worry.

Originally, she had high expectations for Pengze, but she didn't expect that Pengze would fail in the branding midway and be eliminated on the spot!

Now, there are only two left among the three favorites to win the championship, a mysterious guy wearing a mask and another descendant of the Great Sun Demon Clan from the Burial Sky Demon Ridge!

The central area of ​​the square.

After Pengze failed to refine the weapon, he gritted his teeth slightly and looked ugly.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, bowed to Xuanyuan and his daughter, turned around and walked out of the square, found a random place, and sat down.

Obviously, he had tried his best, but his foundation was unstable and his luck was bad, so he could only retreat midway!

"Don't worry, I believe that the mysterious guy wearing a mask should become the final champion!"

At this time, Xuanyuan Ke comforted in a deep voice.

Unfortunately, even he could hear the lack of confidence in his words!

After the Xuanyuan Saint sat down again, she sighed with a wry smile.

If the mysterious masked man could follow the steps and take steady steps like Peng Ze just now, he would probably win the final championship. Unfortunately, the other party was too ambitious and always liked to challenge the tightrope!

Rumble!

In the following time, countless golden lightnings continued to fall from the sky and landed around the mountain. After entering the magnetic field, they turned into golden electric snakes all over the sky, releasing dazzling light, like fireworks, and disappeared in an instant.

One by one, the contestants completed the refining!

After the refining was completed, they did not rush to get up, but continued to sit cross-legged on the ground, playing with the freshly baked weapons while patiently waiting for the final result!

Although everyone at the scene generally favored the remaining two favorites to win the championship, they might not have no chance of winning the championship!

In a blink of an eye, more than half an hour passed.

On the square, some people failed to refine weapons and left helplessly, while others succeeded and were very happy.

In the end, there were only less than 20 people left in the huge square, still refining.

Among them were Chu Tian and the black-shirted youth who received much attention.

Chu Tian had completed the smelting of the refining materials and put all his energy on the most difficult void branding.

The black-shirted youth was agile and had successfully completed the critical soul-infusing shaping and began the final finishing work - cooling!

Buzz!

Not long after, a very loud buzzing sound suddenly came out!

"Done!"

The moment the buzzing sound came out, the black-shirted youth changed his handprint and shouted.

Boom!

In an instant, a strong and amazing pressure burst out directly from the black dagger, turning into an invisible storm, and lightning swept across the entire square!

The dozen contestants who were concentrating on branding in the square were suddenly hit by this invisible storm, and their minds trembled, and the branding went wrong instantly!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, muffled sounds came out one after another!

Each muffled sound means that a contestant has failed to refine the weapon!

"Asshole!"

"Damn it!"

...

The dozen people who were suddenly disturbed and failed to refine the weapon immediately gritted their teeth, their faces were ferocious, and they turned their heads to look at the black-shirted young man who started it with hatred!

Unfortunately, facing this black-shirted young man with an amazing background, they dared not speak out!

"Haha, refining weapons requires a calm mind and is not disturbed by any external objects. You failed with a little disturbance. You are really a bunch of trash!"

The black-shirted young man grabbed the cooled black dagger, stood up, turned his head and scanned the surroundings, sneered coldly, and showed an undisguised smile of victory on his face.

"Asshole!"

The dozen people who had just failed were so angry that their faces turned blue when they heard this. They stood up suddenly and glared at the black-shirted young man, wishing to tear him apart immediately.

The black-shirted youth suddenly attacked them insidiously just now. It would have been fine if he had sniped them secretly, but now he is actually turning the tables and humiliating them in public as trash!

The many warriors on the stands around them looked at each other at this moment, and their faces generally showed surprise, shock and gloom.

They never expected it!

When the black-shirted youth succeeded in refining, he suddenly launched a large-scale sneak attack, which made the remaining contestants all finished.

In this way, there was basically no need to compete, and the black-shirted youth naturally won the final championship!

Rumble!

At this moment, the golden lightning in the sky fell madly and struck the square fiercely, but it was quickly dissolved by the invisible magnetic field and slowly dissipated into the invisible.

"Senior Xuanyuan, everything is over. In this weapon refining invitational competition, I, Yang Zhihui, used the Void Brand and won the final championship. Please announce the result!"

The black-shirted youth didn't even look at the golden lightning that continued to dissipate. He directly clasped his fists towards Xuanyuan Ke in the main seat in the distance and said with a smile.

When Xuanyuan Ke heard this, his face instantly turned ugly.

The black-shirted young man's attack was not only fast, accurate and ruthless, but also quite experienced. He was indeed a genius from the ancient Sun Demon Clan!

"Ahem... I have never seen such a shameless dog like you in my life. Go back to where you came from!"

Just as Xuanyuan Ke was about to speak, a slightly hoarse curse suddenly rang out.

"This..."

The moment this curse came out, the originally noisy square immediately became silent.

The faces were stunned. After being stunned for a moment, they quickly turned their heads and looked in the direction where the curse came from.

At this time, in the corner of the square, a masked figure was standing up with a finger raised, Yang Zhihui, a young man in black shirt with a proud look on his face!

This person is none other than Chu Tian!

To be on the safe side, he slightly changed his voice, giving it a slightly hoarse tone.

"Asshole, you dare to scold me!"

Yang Zhihui, who was originally proud and ready to receive the award, instantly turned pale with anger and trembled all over after hearing Chu Tian's curse.

As a direct member of the ancient Great Sun Demon Clan, he has a very high status, almost second only to the Holy Son and Saint of the Great Sun Demon Clan. He has never been humiliated in such a public way!

"You're a piece of trash. It's not your turn to eat shit. Why don't you dare to scold me? I'll give you face by scolding you!"

Chu Tian was not polite, spoke in a deep voice, and counterattacked sharply.

"me……"

When Yang Zhihui heard this, he was so angry that he clenched his fists and his face was ferocious. He was almost speechless. He wanted to rush forward immediately and cut Chu Tian into pieces with his own hands.

Many warriors sitting in the surrounding stands were looking at Chu Tian with secret admiration in their hearts. While they were enjoying themselves, they couldn't help but feel intensely speechless.

They are all celebrities and geniuses from various major sects and families!

Even if there is great hatred between the two parties, they will often not openly yell at each other because they need to take into account each other's identity and face.

Unfortunately, they don’t understand it at all!

Although Chu Tian can be regarded as a celebrity, he has worked hard step by step from the lowest level in the Northern Territory. He has seen a lot!

No matter what your status or reputation is, it’s all nonsense!

Scream if you want to, scold if you want to scold!

Regardless of whether you are a relative of the emperor, a proud son of heaven, or a master in the industry, in his eyes, you can only be regarded as a warrior at best, nothing special!

"Hmph, you bastard, you scolded me enough, right? It's a pity that you still lost in my hands. You couldn't even complete the branding smoothly!"

Suddenly, Yang Zhihui revealed a ferocious sneer and spoke sarcastically.

"You are said to be rubbish, but you are indeed rubbish. Didn't you see that my branding failed!"

As soon as Yang Zhihui finished speaking, Chu Tian immediately smiled coldly, pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and jerked it outward!

Uh-huh!

In an instant, a ball of golden light flew out from between his eyebrows, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a complete spiritual shuttle model with a length of half a foot, shining with golden light!

"Hidden Patterns in the Sea of ​​Knowledge, this is impossible!"

After seeing this scene, Yang Zhihui's face suddenly changed wildly and he exclaimed.