C89 Qin Mingyue Made Her Move Ling Tianjian?
C89 Qin Mingyue Made Her Move Ling Tianjian?
He shifted his gaze towards Ling Tian's figure, his eyes filled with impatience.
"You're right, that brat said that he wanted to rebuild the Blue Thunder Sword. I think that he is trying to attract attention by trying to stall for time."
"Although this kid's Grade is not low, he is only at an astonishing smelting speed. It is likely that he does not even know how to refine artifacts, and would have directly judged the Qianlian Peak to be defeated!"
"The disciples of the Qianlian Peak should bear the consequences of failing the challenge."
For a moment, the entire hall was filled with the dissatisfaction towards Ling Tian. and even the way he looked at Ling Tian was full of contempt.
Now, Xin Ziang's Absolute Accomplishment in crafting had already caused them to attach great importance to him, so they would naturally support the Jinyun Feng bloodline on one side.
"Sect Master! Since everyone thinks that, in this competition, there is no need to continue anymore, I beg Sect Master to give the order and determine that Qianlian Peak is defeated! "
When the noise was at its loudest, Zhong Changkong stepped forward at the right time.
Bai Feiyun sat upright on the high platform, and the look in his eyes towards Ling Tian was devoid of sadness and joy.
However, in the end, his eyes flickered. He sighed and was about to speak.
"Hold on!"
At this moment, a clear and dignified voice sounded out from the front row of the hall. Following which, a fairy-like figure stood up. To Bai Yun Fei and Leng Bing, it was an indifferent voice.
"Master Bai, Senior Bingxin, this competition will last for four hours. If we end the competition before the hour is up, Ziyun Sect's reputation will be tarnished. Could it be that such a large Ziyun Sect will not be able to hold for even an hour?"
Everyone in the large hall suddenly became quiet after his voice sounded.
They all simultaneously looked at the white figure with their mouths wide open, disbelief written all over their faces.
In the Qin Manor area, Qin Shaoyang's face was full of excitement. Looking at the figure that stood up by his side, he could not help but exclaim in a low voice, "Awesome, my sister!"
But the most surprised one was still the City Lord's Mansion on the other side of Qin Mingyue.
From the moment his daughter suddenly asked for top quality material s to now when she stood out to speak, he was finally sure that it was for Ling Tian!
This was strange, he knew his own daughter well, although not to say that she was above average, but she looked down on all the Heaven's Pride, but today, she had thought of Ling Tian repeatedly.
He couldn't help but think of the scene from the Mang Shan a month ago.
Could it be ?
Although he had his suspicions, Qin Hai still stood up to block everyone's gazes for his daughter.
"That's right. Master Bai, I feel that if we were to interrupt Ling Tian's refining process now, he would definitely make the disciples of the Qianlian Peak feel uncomfortable, and this competition will definitely leave a trail behind, why not wait another half an hour? An hour is nothing more than the blink of an eye to us ? "
Qin Hai was the representative of the Southern Tang in Ling Nan, so he controlled all of the Sect s and aristocratic families in Ling Nan.
Upon hearing this, Zhong Changkong and the rest of the Jinyun Feng bloodline all looked at each other. They didn't understand why City Lord's Mansion would stand up and speak up for an extremely declining Qianlian Peak at this juncture.
Tianshui Sect and Pavilion Master also looked at each other thoughtfully. Du Xuan and Du Qian were also surprised.
Sect Master Bai Feiyun's face changed, he looked towards Leng Bingxin, who was by his side. Seeing that the latter was also nodding slightly, he then cleared his throat and said: "Mansion Lord Qin and Miss Qin have a point, my Ziyun Sect will naturally deal with it impartially, since that is the case, let us continue with the competition, I will wait for an hour patiently before we see the results!"
"Humph!"
Zhong Changkong snorted coldly, a cold look flashing past his eyes. However, with Qin Hai and Bai Feiyun's suggestion, he did not dare say anything.
As time slowly passed, Ling Tian finally finished smelting. He took out the embryo, and smashed at it with his hammers. Compared to the speed of Xin Ziang's hammering, although Ling Tian's speed was not very fast, the shadows of his hammers filled the air and his rhythm remained the same throughout, continuous and long, exceptionally beautiful.
Following the continuous hammering, the elementary form of the Sword blade became increasingly clear.
But no matter how Ling Tian hammered it, the sword embryo only appeared blue and purple in color. On the surface, nothing seemed out of the ordinary about it, and it was even less imposing than normal middle ranked Xuan Artifact.
And this kind of forging, had actually only lasted for a quarter of an hour. After that, Ling Tian once again used the two Five-thunder Fire s to frantically calcinate the sword body, and began the final tempering.
Time continued to pass, and it seemed like four hours were about to pass, but Ling Tian did not make any movements.
"Sigh, he has wasted our patience once again. Ling Tian, he is just playing with us!" Zhuo Hao could not help but mutter.
Du Fei stood with his hands behind his back, feeling relieved, "A clown is a clown, he is originally a sword slave that was forged with common metal, he wanted to speak nonsense, this time, he has completely shamed our Ziyun Sect!"
In his heart, Du Fei was already excited to the extreme. He had already made up his mind that if Ling Tian really left the Ziyun Sect, then he would have countless of methods to torture Ling Tian to death and take revenge!
On Liu Qianlian's side, Lin Yanyan and the others also bit their lips, their hearts rising to their throats.
"Sect Master, there is not much time left, this madman has no way to refine a sword that can compare to the Light Wind Sword." Sect Master, there is not much time left, this madman has no way to refine a sword that can compare to the Light Wind Sword. Although he could not end the competition in advance, Zhong Changkong did not give up any chance to suppress it. This time, he had completely targeted Ling Tian.
"Hehe, I never thought that such a large Ziyun Sect would actually go against a Ninth Body Layer disciple to fight for my own Master. Is this not worth praising? Or perhaps, if there comes a day when your Ziyun Sect faces such a predicament, would your Jinyun Feng directly surrender and give up? " None of the guests from Sect's family spoke a word, but Qin Mingyue opened her mouth once again.
Now, even if one was blind, it could be seen that City Lord's Mansion was completely standing firmly in the Qianlian Peak bloodline.
"You! Young lady, you sure are sharp tongued. Could it be that all of you truly think that Good-for-nothing can ? "
Zhong Changkong glared at Qin Mingyue and was about to refute, but suddenly realized that the faces of the guests inside the hall who were looking at him had changed, the atmosphere had become strangely quiet, and their gazes had directly swept past him and were looking behind them.
Zhong Changkong's heart inexplicably sank, and then Zhong Changkong suddenly felt that the heat emitted from the Five-thunder Fire behind him had disappeared without his knowing!
Slowly turning around, Zhong Changkong realized that Ling Tian had actually stopped burning the Sword blade at some point in time. His entire person seemed to have woken up from his meditation, and he gave off a sense of confidence. The cyan purple Sword blade also gradually emitted a wave of domineering aura from inside to outside, rolling like a tide, and became stronger and stronger!
"Crack!"
Suddenly, there was a loud explosion, and the green purple Sword blade in front of Ling Tian released waves of sharp lightning bolts. As they intertwined, the sharp air seemed to want to explode the Air, and as the lightning flashed, the guests all seemed to feel the numbness on their skin.
"With the azure and purple lightning surrounding it, the sword's body was formed. No matter what, this Blue Thunder Sword should have been remodelled by him!"
Teng Chong could not help but mutter to himself. Then, he sucked in a deep breath of air and exchanged glances with the Tianshui Sect Lord beside him.