Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

"If I compete seriously, I will definitely defeat her easily! I can't just let it go!"

Old Chen still refused to admit defeat.

The steward in white glared at him, "Old Chen, you...don't you feel ashamed enough?"

"Shameful? It would be even more embarrassing for the old man to admit defeat like this!"

Steward Baiyi and Steward Jiang looked at each other, knowing that Old Chen's stubborn temper had come up again.

The biggest shortcoming of him is that he has a single tendon. He has been like this since he was young, and he has made many enemies because of this.

The two had no choice but to save face for him, so they could only speak clearly.

"Old Chen, don't go. You are in the middle stage of the Dao Profound Realm. If you really want to say it, you are definitely stronger. But, even if you win again, what face can you get back? You Forget, Mrs. Li is not yet twenty years old this year! Moreover, she only has a mid-stage cultivation of the Mind Profound Realm..."

Chen Lao was originally full of anger, but when he heard this, his expression suddenly froze.

He suddenly remembered the content on the side of the registration sheet, and his whole body was struck from head to toe by a thunderbolt, unable to recover for a long time.

That's right, that Miss Li is only eighteen years old, only at the middle stage of the Mind Profound Realm!

And when he fought her with all his strength just now, he already had the illusion that the opponent was a warrior of the same level as him, but in fact... the opponent was just a little girl whose cultivation level was much lower than his!

In other words, the information that the little girl filled in on the registration form was not only true, but she also had a combat power far beyond her cultivation!

This is... a true peerless genius!

She really has a god-level talent!

After realizing this, Mr. Chen suddenly shook, fell to the ground suddenly, and passed out.

"Old Chen, how are you doing?"

"Hurry up, take Mr. Chen out!"

...

On the other side, Huang Yueli hugged her husband's arm and obediently followed him to the camp of the Yunlin clan.

As one of the biggest forces in the God Realm, the Yunlin Clan's inn was arranged quite well. Not only was it a treasured place rich in profound energy, but it also had a very beautiful courtyard.

Li Moying's room is naturally the most comfortable and luxurious.

As soon as the two of them entered the room, Huang Yueli rubbed her belly and complained of hunger, while Li Moying doted on his wife and hurriedly ordered the maid to prepare food.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"It's so fast! That's great!" Huang Yueli's eyes lit up, and she hurried to the door to open it.

As a result, when the door opened, it was not the maid who was carrying the food, but Li Shihong and several elders standing outside.

"Huh? The patriarch, and the elders, why are you here at this time?"

When Li Shihong saw her, he was pleasantly surprised, "Miss Li! And Mo Ying! It's really you who have gone to the Hanging Sea! Where did you two go? It's a day later than the time we agreed on, and even later I’m going to be late for registration, but it’s driving me to death!”

Huang Yueli laughed dryly, "Hehe, this... there was an accident on the road, but didn't we catch up? Let the patriarch worry about it."

Li Shihong looked at her, then at Li Moying, he was relieved.

"It's good that you are here, it's good that you are here! You are not here these days, there are too many rumors outside, I also heard a particularly outrageous one today, saying that the young master of our Yunlin clan actually mixed in with ordinary warriors and queued up to sign up. And what kind of cultivation test did you participate in, destroying a test formation in Xuankonghai!"