Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 740 - 575_2

In the end, among the second batch of successful refiners, only over eighty people were qualified, and the rest were all eliminated.

Lin Feng watched with a sigh, not even mid-grade quality was up to the standards, Heaven and Sea Pavilion truly aims for one in ten thousand!

Soon, the second batch of five hundred people started refining again, closely followed by the third batch, the fourth batch...

Lin Feng was still lined up at the end, but what surprised him was that Sikong Yan didn’t step forward either.

Moreover, Sikong Yan made no secret of his hostile intentions with a glance, his eyes revealing a provocative defiance.

Upon seeing this, Lin Feng immediately understood, the other party intended to compete with him in refining a Cold Ice Blade, contesting their artifact refining techniques!

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly; he had no interest in competing with anyone, his only goal was to become an Honorary Artifact Refiner of the Heaven and Sea Pavilion!

However, since the other party wanted a challenge, he would not be afraid, for he had the same confidence in his artifact refining abilities as he did in his own strength.

Time quickly passed, and several hours later, five batches of refinement had been completed.

Among the five batches, the batch with the most qualified individuals had over ninety people, and the batch with the least had only thirty-five people qualifying.

"The sixth batch, start refining!" Zhao Quan announced after dividing the artifact refining materials among the remaining four hundred people, including Lin Feng.

Hearing the command, Lin Feng stepped forward.

At that moment, Sikong Yan looked over at him.

"Lin Feng, how about we have a competition?" Sikong Yan said out loud.

Lin Feng glanced at Sikong Yan, ignoring him and walked straight to an artifact refining furnace.

"Lin Feng, could it be you’re too scared to compete?" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Sikong Yan did not let go of Lin Feng and came to an artifact refining furnace beside him.

Sikong Yan’s face was colored with mockery; previously in the debate, Lin Feng had taken the lead, leaving him quite dissatisfied.

Therefore, in this round of artifact refining, he wanted to challenge Lin Feng and crush him.

Lin Feng’s expression was cold; the other man really seemed to be asking for trouble!

However, what was a competition without stakes? He was currently broke!

Just as he was about to suggest using spirit stones as the wager, Lin Feng suddenly had an idea, the other person was a Fire Spirit Body, which might be useful to him in the future, a perfect successor for the Fire Burning Palace.

Although the man currently harbored some animosity towards him, which was instigated by Nie Yu, if he could subdue and make use of him, it would be most ideal.

With that thought, Lin Feng smiled at Sikong Yan: "A competition would be fine, but I’m afraid you can’t afford to lose!"

"Haha!"

Sikong Yan laughed loudly, arrogantly saying: "In the younger generation, there might be someone who can surpass me in strength, but in artifact refining, I, Sikong Yan, dare to rank second with no one daring to claim first."

Sikong Yan’s face showed great confidence as he went on: "However, since we are going to compete, we should add an interesting stake."

Lin Feng was slightly surprised; before he could mention a stake, the other party already brought it up.

"What stake do you have in mind?" Lin Feng asked with a slight smile on his lips.

"If you lose, not only do you have to apologize and compensate young master Nie, but you also have to put up a wager of one hundred thousand Upper Grade Spirit Stones," Sikong Yan said.

"Agreed!" Lin Feng nodded his head, accepting the terms straightforwardly, which took Sikong Yan aback.

Sikong Yan had been worried that Lin Feng would not accept the stake he proposed as it was too high, but he did not expect Lin Feng to agree so readily!

"Since that’s the case, let’s begin!"

Sikong Yan smiled, "Whichever of us refines a Cold Ice Blade of higher quality wins, and if the quality is identical, then it will depend on who took less time."

After saying this, Sikong Yan picked up the materials in front of him and started to prepare for refining.

Lin Feng looked at him as if looking at a fool, sneering: "My wager has been set, what about yours?"

Sikong Yan’s face froze upon hearing this; he had never considered that he might lose and thus had overlooked this matter.

After a moment of contemplation, Sikong Yan said: "My wager will also be one hundred thousand Upper Grade Spirit Stones!"

"The stakes are too small, how boring!"

Lin Feng shook his head and said, "If you lose, how about taking me as your master?"

As soon as Lin Feng said this, the entire place fell silent, and everyone’s faces were filled with astonishment.

Become his disciple?

That’s ridiculous! Lin Feng actually wants to take Sikong Yan as a disciple!

What?

Upon hearing this, Sikong Yan’s face froze, and then his complexion darkened, a trace of malice flashing in his eyes.

Lin Feng’s words were an insult to him; his strength was many times greater than Lin Feng’s, and to become Lin Feng’s disciple would be a huge joke!

With his strength and talent, even a common Martial King would not be qualified to take him as a disciple. Only those Martial Emperors of extreme might were worthy.

Lin Feng, merely at the First Layer of the True Gang Realm, and a youth not yet twenty years old, dared to talk about taking him as a disciple; in his view, it was a deliberate humiliation.

"Lin Feng, you are truly nonsensical," Sikong Yan said coldly.

"What? Are you afraid to bet?"

Lin Feng’s lips curled up, his face wearing a disdainful sneer, "If you’re afraid to bet, then just admit defeat!"

"You...!" Sikong Yan was enraged, but at that moment, he found himself at a loss for words.

To be a disciple or not, it was absolutely impossible. Even if he were killed, he could not do it.

"If you dare not compete, then stop making noise here!"

Lin Feng shook his head and stopped paying attention to the other party, picking up the Artifact Refining Materials from the Artifact Refining Furnace to begin inspecting them.

At this moment, among the last batch of more than four hundred people, only he and Sikong Yan had not begun crafting; everyone else was in the midst of intense refining efforts.

Sikong Yan’s face kept changing, his eyes locked on Lin Feng, flickering unceasingly.

After a short while, Sikong Yan gritted his teeth and declared coldly: "Lin Feng, I accept your bet, let’s have a contest!"

In the end, Sikong Yan still agreed to the wager proposed by Lin Feng, because he did not believe he could lose.

A year ago, he had already become a Level Five Upper Grade Artifact Refiner. His Artifact Refining Technique was on par with the older generation of refiners; it was impossible for Lin Feng to defeat him.

Thus, no matter what bet he set, it didn’t matter.

The entire audience watched Sikong Yan and Lin Feng, expressions of anticipation on their faces; the stakes for this contest were substantial.

If Lin Feng lost, not only would he have to apologize and compensate for all of Nie Yu’s losses, he would also pay a hundred thousand Upper Grade Spirit Stones.

But if Sikong Yan lost, he would even have to take Lin Feng as his master!

Everyone was astonished at the substantial stakes of the wager, which were difficult for both parties to bear.

No matter who lost, they would be utterly unable to step down from the stage,

The loser, regardless of whether they honored the bet or not, would completely lose face.

A smile appeared on Lin Feng’s face as he gazed at Sikong Yan, saying, "Since that is the case, let’s begin! I hope you are a man of your word!"

"Hmph, I will definitely not lose. When the time comes, if you dare not fulfill the wager, do not blame me for being ruthless!" Sikong Yan sneered coldly.

Then, without further words, both began their crafting.

Everyone was watching the two intently, eagerly anticipating, as if Lin Feng and Sikong Yan were the only two left in the entire competition.

People no longer paid much attention to the other participants’ crafting.

For the materials needed to refine the Cold Ice Blade, there were fifty-seven different types, and it took Lin Feng dozens of breaths to identify the names and functions of these fifty-seven materials.

Right after, he fully understood.

In Ou Lianzi’s Artifact Refining Inheritance, the Cold Ice Blade was considered a relatively common weapon, and its Refining Method was not particularly difficult; the most important aspect was to pay attention to the mutual counteraction of the Cold Ice Attribute and the Fire Attribute.

To elevate the quality of the artifact, Lin Feng did not inject Five-Colored Dark Power into the Artifact Refining Furnace. Instead, he activated his own Fire Attribute Technique, transforming his Dark Power into pure Fire Attribute Dark Power.

Following that, he injected the Fire Attribute Dark Power into the inflow point of the Artifact Refining Furnace, and immediately, roaring flames erupted inside the furnace,

Whoosh!!

Lin Feng trembled his arm, and immediately poured fifty-three out of the fifty-seven types of materials into the Artifact Refining Furnace, then began the melting process.

All present Artifact Masters were taken aback by Lin Feng’s action. Lin Feng had actually dumped fifty-three materials into the Artifact Refining Furnace all at once?

What was he doing?

The Cold Ice Blade isn’t refined like that, is it?