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The Horned Demon Dragon was puzzled, "Are you making riddles again? What is silver thread?"

The White Fox beside him interrupted, "Are you talking about the silver thread that was tested by the weapon master a few days ago?"

Shi Feng nodded and said, "Yes! At that time, He Bufan, as the patrol master, pretended to check my storage basket and secretly put a roll of top-grade silver thread in it."

The Horned Demon Dragon said, "That's true, so what?"

"The question is where did my own roll of silver thread go?"

"Do you still need to ask this? The old roll must have been taken away by He Bufan, and the new was replaced with the old, a simple substitution!"

"He took it away. But where did he hide it?"

"Nonsense! Of course he hid it on him."

Shi Feng shook his head, "No! It's not that simple. Have you forgotten one thing? At that time, Miss Ning and his eldest daughter There was a quarrel, and He Bufan was being single, saying that he could search him to see if he had the old refining silver thread.

He looked so calm, I was sure that the original refining silver thread was not on him. "

The Horned Demon Dragon asked curiously: "If it's not on him, where is it? Did he take it and secretly put it in the hands of a candidate next to him?"

"Impossible!" Shi Feng shook his head and said: "That would be too easy to reveal. He took the thing, but it was not on him. There can only be one answer, that the refining silver thread was destroyed by him!

I checked He Bufan's information afterwards. He has a fire spirit root. I think he must have held the refining silver thread on the spot and melted it directly with pure magic power. In this way, there would be no evidence, and he was not afraid of a body search.

Haha, since he has a fire spirit root and pure magic power, it will be easy to deal with. "

The Horned Demon Dragon was confused "Is this okay?"

"I told Master Yan before that I will make all the decisions on the challenge. The most important thing is time. I want to compress the time as much as possible. In fact, more than two hours is still too long for me. If I compress it further, I won't have enough time."

The Horned Demon Dragon was completely confused, "What do you mean?"

Shi Feng explained, "If He Bufan is given six hours, he will have enough time to refine some high-grade and complex magic tools, and the shorter the time, the less room he has to play.

Even if he wants to take a risk, Shangguan Wenhe will never agree.

But if he only refines low-grade things, it will be even more troublesome, because I can also refine low-grade spiritual tools, which can't make the difference between the two sides. What if he loses to me by accident?

You have to know According to the rules of the competition, if the magic weapon is of the same grade and the time is the same, then the weapon master with a lower level will win over the weapon master with a higher level.

Therefore, He Bufan must have thought of the trick of Danhuo quenching. He was originally a Jindan cultivator, and his magic power was strong and pure, so he naturally felt that he had a sure win!

However, I only left him two hours, and the magic power that a piece of material can contain in such a short time is limited, which means that his deep magic power cannot be an advantage.

Then the remaining competition is the purity of magic power, and both of us have fire spirit power, which is relatively simple. "

The white fox couldn't help laughing, "Speaking of the purity of fire spirit power, how can He Bufan be your opponent!"

Shi Feng's five-color eyebrow heart technique is extremely exquisite, and it extracts not ordinary spiritual energy, but the fire essence that is hard to come by.

Among them, the white eyebrow heart technique is to refine the Yin fire beast and turn it into cold flame.

That's not all. In order to impact the Jindan, Shi Feng practiced the dust-washing technique over and over again, so that the purity of his magic power reached a terrifying level.

In terms of the strength of mana, there are countless cultivators who are better than Shi Feng, but in terms of the purity of mana, everyone present, including the ancestor of the Mo family, is not comparable to Shi Feng!

The Horned Demon Dragon said, "So, that Tai Chi plate was not made by you with spirit stones?"

Shi Feng smiled and said, "Of course not! How can I extract the spiritual power of tens of thousands of spirit stones in two hours and seal and blend them? Those spirit stones are just my cover.

In the furnace, in fact, I sealed my own mana in the refining materials like He Bufan, and after I lit the fire, I burned those tens of thousands of spirit stones directly in the furnace."

"Tens of thousands of spirit stones burned to ashes?" The Horned Demon Dragon widened his eyes, "You kid is really generous!"

"No way, I can't say that this Tai Chi plate was condensed by my own mana. , it's too ostentatious.

Tens of thousands of spirit stones are burning in the furnace, and the magic power is steaming, just enough to cover the eyes of those old guys, and they don't know what I am doing.

Now I insist that the cold flame in this Tai Chi plate is the one I refined and fused with water and fire spirit stones, who can say it's not true! "

The horned dragon muttered, "Too bad! Little fox, you are full of bad water, and you are catching up with the old fox!"

The white fox laughed, "Spiritual consciousness and strategy are two different things. I am better than him in terms of spiritual consciousness control, but in terms of predicting things and planning, how can I compare with him!"

Shangguan Wenhe returned to the clan formation, and Shangguan Wenyu and others surrounded him.

"What's going on? The results of the competition haven't been announced yet?"

"Is it that Yan Laoer is cheating?"

Shangguan Wenhe's face was as dark as water, "It's not that simple. The other guy also refined a Tai Chi plate."

Shangguan Wenyu was stunned, "Tai Chi plate? Although the Tai Chi plate is not bad, how can it compare to Mr. He's black jade flying knife?"

Shangguan Wenhe glanced at him, "What if it is a Tai Chi plate that forms cold flames?"

The Shangguan family immediately exploded, "How is this possible?" "How can he, a ninth-grade weapon refiner, synthesize cold flames? This must be cheating?"...

At Pinghu Villa, the members of the clan who were originally lifeless and had accepted their fate of being relegated to the middle clan gathered around and chattered when they heard that there was still a possibility of a comeback from Master Yan.

On the stage, the jade slips of the nine judges had been collected. Mo Rongzhai put them into a jade box, shook them to mess them up, and then opened them and checked them one by one in front of the nine judges.

It was just nine jade slips, and the results came out soon.

The ancestor of the Mo family asked: "Everyone, is this result correct?"

The nine judges nodded one after another. What could be wrong with this? All the jade slips were put into the box in front of everyone, and they were read out in public. There was no way they could have been tampered with.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the ancestor of the Mo family stood up and came to the front of the stage.

Seeing this, the people below knew that the results were about to be announced, and they all looked forward to it.

The ancestor of the Mo family said loudly, "The result is out. The Yan family won this competition!"

As soon as the words came out, there was a moment of silence below, and then there was an uproar immediately. The loudest voice was naturally from the Shangguan family.

"What?"

"Did I hear it right?"

"How is this possible?"

On the contrary, the children of the Yan family were all stunned, thinking that they had heard it wrong.

The ancestor of the Mo family snorted coldly, "Why? Do you think I made a mistake?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience immediately fell silent. The ancestor of the Mo family was the leader of the 18th family and had a very high prestige. Who dared to question his words!

The ancestor of the Mo family continued, "According to the rules of the martial arts conference, for every two-grade difference in the weapon masters' levels between the two sides, the lower-grade weapon master can get an extra half point for winning.

The cultivator sent by the Yan family is a ninth-grade weapon master, challenging the fifth-grade master of the Shangguan family. The difference between the two sides is four grades. According to the rules, the Yan family can get two extra rewards, totaling one point. The Yan family won two points in this round.

After the first eight rounds, the Shangguan family led by one and a half points. After the last round, the Yan family overtook by half a point. Therefore,"

He paused and said, "The Shangguan family failed in the challenge!"

After the last sentence was said, Pinghu Villa immediately cheered like thunder, and countless disciples waved their fists and shouted, "Great!" "Wonderful!"

On the other hand, the Shangguan family fell into a dead silence.

"Crack", Shangguan Wenhe broke the armrest of the chair and crushed it, "Damn it! Damn it!"

His decades of planning ended up in vain. Even though he was a generation of heroes with great concentration, he couldn't help but get angry at this moment.

He Bufan, who was standing next to him, was so ashamed that he even wanted to swallow Shi Feng in one gulp.

The ancestor of the Mo family continued, "It's past midnight, it's already very late, today's martial arts lecture is over, let's go!"

Following the announcement of the ancestor of the Mo family, the people of the eighteen families slowly left Qiping Valley.

However, today's competition was full of twists and turns, and the result was so unexpected that many people didn't know what happened in the last game, and they were discussing and asking.

Second Master Yan held Shi Feng's hand and was about to speak.

Yun'er had squeezed in, "Hey, Master Yan, wait a minute, wait a minute, Brother Shi lives in your house, you have plenty of time to talk to him slowly when you go back, I'm in a hurry, let me talk first."

Master Yan naturally didn't dare to offend Miss Sun of Hulumen. He was in a good mood and smiled, "Yes, yes, Miss Sun, please talk slowly."

Yun'er pulled Shi Feng aside, "Brother Shi, what happened in the last game? Tell me quickly."

Shi Feng recounted the cause and effect, and Yun'er couldn't help laughing after listening, "I knew that this He surnamed He was fighting with you, it was like an egg hitting a stone, overestimating his own ability!"

The two talked as they walked, and Master Yan and everyone followed behind. When they reached the city gate, Yun'er wanted to go back to Dongqiu Mansion, and the two parted.

After Yun'er left, people from Pinghu Villa gathered around, and Master Yan held Shi Feng's hand and said words of gratitude all the way.

Back to the villa, it was almost four o'clock. Master Yan saw that Shi Feng was tired all day, so he asked him to have a good rest first.