The First Dragon of All Ages

　　嗖! ......

　　 Long Qingchen stretched out his hand, and within the enchantment, Spear of Destruction No. 2 immediately pierced the sword fiercely.

　　 Wu Tian coldly hummed, making a slashing action, and the sword greeted him with Spear of Destruction II.

when! ......

　　 collided fiercely, sparks shot out, bursting out bright light, and there was a harsh trembling sound!

　　 Spear of Destruction No.2 and Battle Sword, each was shocked and slammed into the enchantment, causing violent ripples.

　　 The supreme geniuses are staring at this scene closely, wondering who has better casting skills.

　　 "come again!"

　　 The witch burst out in the sky, and made another slashing action. The sword made a "Woo" cry, like a ghost, and slashed at Spear of Destruction II again.

　　 "This is just the beginning, why is your saber crying?"

　　 Long Qingchen smiled faintly, and slowly drilled his fingers in front of him.

　　 Boom! ......

　　 Spear of Destruction No. 2 trembled, bursting out with bright light, and also pierced again.

when! ......

　　 collided suddenly, still sparking!

when! when! when! ......

　　 There is no fancy, just head-on, one blow after another.

　　 The supreme geniuses are all maintaining the power of body protection, isolating the harsh sound, so as not to hurt the ear drum.

　　 Click! ......

　　 After thousands of collisions, there was a cracking sound.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 Wu Mantian's face was ugly, because it was his saber that had a crack, but the imitation of the Spear of Destruction was intact.

　　 Long Qingchen smiled, "If you don't want to lose a middle-grade imperial weapon, I advise you to give up as soon as possible."

　　 "Want me to give up and dream!"

　　 Wu Tian was annoyed, he was indeed the saint son of the Man Xing family, he didn't care about a middle-grade imperial weapon at all, he cared more about winning or losing.

　　 Long Qingchen shook his head slightly, "If this is the case, then I will completely defeat you and convince you."

　　 Boom! ......

　　 He made a drilling motion with his fingers, and Spear of Destruction II burst out with bright light again, and pierced the sword fiercely.

　　 Click! ......

　　 The sword broke at the sound and became two pieces!

　　 "I'm not convinced!"

　　 Witch’s eyes were red all over the sky, "I am the reincarnation of Wang Gan, the first casting master in the Primordial Age, how could my casting skills be lost to the Nine Dragon Emperor!"

　　 The supreme geniuses took a cold breath, although they guessed that Wu Mantian, Zhao Ping, and Yu Fengze might be reincarnated and looters, they did not expect to come from such a big background.

　　 "Wang, the first casting master of the ancient times, has finished? No wonder he was so good at casting skills at a young age."

　　 "So, Zhao Ping and Yu Fengze, who are the strong men in the Primordial Age reincarnated?"...

　　 They couldn't help looking at Long Qingchen with strange eyes. Long Qingchen defeated Wu Mantian. Doesn't it mean that the casting skills of the Nine Ni Dragon Emperor are better than those of the king?

　　The guardian old man also looked at Long Qingchen with a little surprise, and announced, "The winner has been divided, and Long Qingchen won the first place in the casting auxiliary professional competition."

　　 "I haven't lost yet!"

　　 Wu Mantian still refused to admit it, and suddenly made a slashing movement with both hands.

　　 Boom! boom! ......

　　 Within the enchantment, two battle knives severely slashed at Spear of Destruction II!

　　 "It's useless."

　　 Long Qingchen said indifferently, "When your sword is still intact, it is not the opponent of my imitation of Spear of Destruction, let alone two broken swords."

　　 He casually stabbed twice, and the Spear of Destruction quickly stabbed twice.

　　 Click! Click! ......

　　 suddenly smashed the two battle knives into pieces in the sky!

"how so."

"how so."......

　　 Wu Mantian's eyes were bloodshot, and he muttered to himself in despair, as if he had lost the body of his soul.

　　 As the first casting master of the Primordial Age, Wang had finished his work. In his best field, he was defeated by the Nine Ni Long Emperor, which hit him a bit harder.

　　 "Impossible."

　　 "Impossible!"

　　 "The casting skills of the Nine-Ni Long Emperor, I know very well, I have compared casting with him once, and I easily defeated him, and he also thinks that his forging skills are not as good as mine."

　　 "Even if the Nine Dragon Emperor is reborn, it is impossible to defeat me in the casting field. You only have the memory of the Nine Dragon Emperor. How can you defeat me?"

　　 Wu Mantian suddenly looked at Long Qingchen and roared angrily.

　　 Long Qingchen's eyes were flat, "The failure of the Emperor Nine Dragons does not mean that I can't do it. I can only say that the blue is better than blue."

The supreme geniuses are silent, silently looking at Wu Mantian who is about to go crazy, with a little pity in his eyes, Wu Mantian’s refusal to admit defeat is useless, the facts are in front of them, proving that Long Qingchen’s casting skills are indeed better than Wu Mantian is stronger.

　　 "The reward for the first place is a forging hammer, which was left by a powerful foundry in ancient times. I hope you can carry forward the forging."

　　 The gatekeeper took out an ancient forging hammer from the space ring and handed it to Long Qingchen.

　　 I saw that this forging hammer was covered with dense cracks, as if it would break at any time, but no one dared to look down upon this forging hammer.

　　 "Thank you, senior."

　　 Long Qingchen took it with a smile, and he might not be eye-catching for ordinary rewards, but this forging hammer made him very fond of it, and he couldn't put it down.

　　As a foundry, no one does not like the treasures handed down from ancient times.

The guard elder shook his head slightly and smiled faintly, "You deserve it. You don’t need to thank me. The red powder is given to the beautiful lady, and the sword is given to the knight. This forging hammer is called hate iron but not steel. There are countless magic weapons. Only when they fall into the hands of top blacksmiths can they give full play to their brilliance~www.wuxiaspot.com~I hate that iron cannot be made of steel, what a weird name."

　　 Long Qingchen muttered to himself, "Don't worry, senior, I won't insult this forging hammer."

Wu Mantian stared at the forging hammer in Long Qingchen's hands. In his opinion, only he was worthy of this forging hammer. It fell into the hands of Long Qingchen, a "half bucket of water" foundry. It is a violent thing.

　　 However, what is annoying is that this "half bucket of water" caster actually defeated him, making him unable to figure it out anyway.

"I understand!"

　　 Zhao Ping, who has been frowning and thinking, suddenly exclaimed, and she stared at the imitation of the Spear of Destruction that was still in the enchantment.

　　 An admirer of Zhao Ping took the opportunity to talk, "Miss Zhao Ping, what do you understand?"

　　 "Ming Wen!"

Zhao Ping pointed to the inscription on the imitation of Spear of Destruction, "Wu Mantian and I were defeated by him, not because the casting skills were inferior to him, but because of the inscription. What he engraved was the inscription and The corrosion inscriptions just restrained the reinforced inscriptions and tough inscriptions engraved by Wu Mantian and I!".

Hearing what she said, Wu Mantian suddenly looked at the inscription on the imitation of Spear of Destruction, and quickly reacted and laughed wildly, "That's it, it's that, it's not that my casting skills are inferior to him, but The problem of restraint in Ming Wen!"

Zhao Ping turned his head and stared coldly at Long Qingchen with a bad look, "When casting, if I remember correctly, you can finish it faster than us, how do you know that we will use reinforced inscriptions and tough inscriptions, And, is it just a coincidence that you used the Army Breaking Inscription Pattern and the Corrosion Inscription Pattern in advance to exercise restraint?"