God of Defiance

"It finally begins!"

Facing the strong wind, Chu Tian stood on the spot, motionless, holding the Zimu Sword tightly with both hands. After looking up, he smiled slightly and let the colorful light falling from the sky pour into the Zimu Sword.

The twin swords, one large and one small, are like two long sponges, madly absorbing the colorful light falling from the sky, as if they will never stop.

Gulu! Gulu! Gulu!

At the same time, the sounds of swallowing came one after another from the square on the ground.

A pair of eyes looked up at the large group of spiritual light falling from the sky and pouring into the Zimu Sword. There was a deep and unconcealable envy in their eyes.

As weapon refiners, they certainly know the huge benefits of facing the thunder tribulation head-on, but the key problem is that the risks of facing the thunder tribulation head-on are too great!

Not everyone has the same amazing weapon-refining ability and strong combat power as Chu Tian.

If most of the people in the square were like Chu Tian, ​​who left the formation alone and bravely faced the thunderstorm, the final outcome would probably be destruction of weapons and injuries, or even death.

Now seeing large groups of spiritual light rolling down from the Tianling Interface and pouring into the Zimu Sword, many contestants in the square would definitely be lying if they said they were not envious!

But at most they can only envy them in their hearts and can't do anything.

"Damn it!"

Zhou Yanshen, who was sitting in the front row of the square, looked up at the sky, holding the long sword he had made tightly, his face turned gray, he gritted his teeth and cursed, anger and jealousy intertwined in his eyes.

Today's King Master Competition, from beginning to end, he has become an insignificant supporting role. Although he succeeded in refining the weapon by luck in the end, he did not attract much attention. Instead, all the limelight was stolen by Chu Tian alone!

Even if he was lucky enough to win the championship in the later spiritual comparison, it would definitely be the most frustrating championship in history.

"Senior Brother Zhou, don't be discouraged! With Master Li here, neither Chu Tian nor Teng Ji can win the championship. Only you can win the championship, and only you deserve to win it!"

At this moment, Hu Lingshuang's message of comfort rang in his ears.

Zhou Yanshen, who was not in a good mood at first, became furious when he heard the message. The message shouted: "Shut the hell up, I don't want to speak. No one will treat you as a mute if you don't speak!"

"Zhou Yanshen, you..."

After being angrily scolded by Zhou Yanshen, Hu Lingshuang, who was originally smiling, was stunned. Her eyes were red, her whole body was shaking, she was stammering, and she couldn't say a word.

Ever since she was a child, she has always been the proud daughter of the Alliance Headquarters. She has been welcomed and praised in all kinds of ways. Even her master Zhuang Yu did not reprimand him very much.

As a result, Zhou Yanshen, who was now secretly in love with her, trained her like a dog without caring about her dignity at all.

She wanted to retaliate in public, but when she thought about the relationship between herself and Zhou Yanshen, and the status that Zhou Yanshen was about to obtain as a master of weapon refining, she couldn't help but burst into tears, gritted her teeth, and swallowed all the words.

"snort!"

Zhou Yanshen snorted coldly, not wanting to talk to Hu Lingshuang who had offended him.

As for Zhuang Yu, who was sitting on the VIP stage, he had been paying attention to the situation of the Zimu Sword in the sky and didn't even notice that his female disciple had been wronged.

Tens of thousands of feet in the air!

Chu Tian was alone, holding the Zimu Sword in his hand. Facing the strong wind, he remained motionless, letting the colorful light falling from the sky pour into the Zimu Sword.

As the colored light continued to pour in, the originally cold Zimu Sword gained warmth and character little by little, giving people the feeling that it was like a person gradually woke up from a deep sleep and began to exude a trace of light. of vitality and vitality.

"Well enough!"

Chu Tian lowered his head, carefully feeling the growing vitality and vitality on the Zimu Sword, and nodded with a smile.

Unless a warrior is a powerful being like an emperor or an immortal, it is almost impossible for a warrior to create a treasure with spiritual consciousness by himself.

Only the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth possesses this extraordinary ability.

As time passed, the colored light continued to fall and poured into the Zimu Sword, continuing to enhance the latter's spirituality.

After Chu Tian observed it carefully for a moment, he then raised his head and looked at the eye-catching cracks that lay higher in the sky, his eyes flashed slightly and his expression was solemn.

Although he was separated by quite a distance, he could still clearly feel the boundless terrifying energy contained in the world behind the eye-catching crack.

Think back to the beginning!

In the weapon refining competition held by the Xuanyuan family, he was not afraid of tigers as a newborn. When the Tianling interface was about to close, he took action forcefully, tearing open the cracks and drawing out some spiritual light.

Now recalling his ignorant and fearless reckless behavior at that time, Chu Tian couldn't help but feel a strong fear in his heart.

Fortunately, he only caused some spiritual light at that time, which was not excessive, and did not provoke a counterattack from the Heavenly Spirit Interface.

If he had gone a little too far at that time and unfortunately angered the will of Tianling Interface and provoked a counterattack, then he would definitely have died without a burial place, and there would be almost no possibility of survival.

At this moment, when his cultivation had reached the Saint King stage, he could clearly feel the super terrifying energy contained in the Tianling interface. Once there was a counterattack, it would be difficult to survive!

After thinking of this, Chu Tian secretly made a decision in his heart!

This time, I must not be as ignorant and fearless as before, casually provoking the Tianling Interface!

As long as the spirituality of the mother-child sword is not too bad after the soul-infusing is completed, he will not provoke the heavenly spirit interface and force the spiritual light down.

After all, everyone knows it!

No matter how important it is to give birth to a spirit, it is not as important as one's own life.

If the spirit of the weapon is not born, you can slowly think of a way in the future, but if you unfortunately lose your life, then you will really lose everything and will never be able to find it back.

Crash!

As time passed, large pieces of colorful light continued to fall from the eye-catching crack and poured into the mother-child sword, making the spirituality of the mother-child sword stronger and stronger.

Chu Tian lowered his head slightly, released his divine thoughts, and carefully felt the growth of the spirituality of the mother-child sword.

In a blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed.

The colorful light fell less and less, and the speed became slower and slower. The growth of the spirituality of the mother-child sword also gradually slowed down. At the end, there was almost no obvious improvement.

Not only that!

The eye-catching crack across the sky has begun to shrink continuously.

One hundred feet!

Ninety feet!

Eighty feet!

…

In just a dozen breaths, the eye-catching crack that was originally hundreds of feet long was directly reduced to only a dozen feet long, and the spiritual light falling from it became less and less.

Chu Tian held the mother-child sword in his hand, stood in place, looked up at the sky, frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, suddenly gritted his teeth, stepped on his right foot, and the whole person instantly rushed into the sky!

"What!"

After looking up and seeing this scene, everyone near the ground was immediately shocked, and stood up from their seats.