Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1031 - 1029: A Bunch of Trash, Who Says He’s Not a Sword?

Chapter 1031: Chapter 1029: A Bunch of Trash, Who Says He’s Not a Sword?

This night was anything but quiet.

Flashes of light made the Sword Forging Square even more mystical!

The eruption of so many rank-four swords caused everyone present to breathe rapidly.

The upcoming auction was going to be quite a spectacle!

The darkness gradually dissipated, and daylight slowly emerged.

Now, only two people had yet to complete their sword forging!

One was Duan Qintian, and the other was none other than Ren Feifan!

One at the head and one at the tail.

However, strands of Sword Intent emanated continuously from Duan Qintian’s Forging Furnace!

It was clear that a sword was about to take form!

But in front of Ren Feifan, there was still a piece of extraterrestrial meteorite floating!

Without the slightest change.

The contrast was stark, showing plainly who was trash and who was a genius.

After a sleepless night, some people were about to close their eyes for a short rest.

But suddenly, the ground began to shake, and everyone awoke with a start, only to see the Sword Forging Square’s competition area ablaze with brilliant light!

The light was incredibly dazzling!

"Oh my God, Master Duan’s sword has been born! Damn it, this radiance, it’s actually a sign from heaven and earth!"

The crowd screamed, and those who had been asleep were jolted awake with joy!

The entire venue instantly erupted into a frenzy!

"This sword... it’s nearing a rank-five inferior level! Could it be that Master Duan has truly succeeded! Only a rank-six Artifact Refiner could forge a rank-five sword in one day!"

"The outcome is now clear, Master Duan is destined for first place in this Great Sword Forging Competition. It remains to be seen if Master Duan will put that sword up for auction!"

"As far as I know, Master Duan is not lacking rank-five swords in his possession, so of course he will auction it off! Heh, this auction is going to be exciting."

The young scions in the front rows quietly took out their phones, ready to secure the greatest support from their clans!

A rank-five sword is rare in this mundane world! Although it’s of the lowest quality, it’s still coveted by countless powerhouses!

"No, that’s not a rank-five sword, it’s the peak of rank four!" someone in the crowd suddenly said with clarity.

But it didn’t affect the burst of excitement at the scene.

Because the power of a peak rank-four sword isn’t much different from a rank-five sword.

On the stage, Qu Zhonghe stroked his beard and lamented, "Just a little more and it would have entered rank five, what a pity. However, this is Qin Tian’s best performance already. After all, one day of forging time, such skill is enough to dominate the entire Artifact Refining world in Huaxia!"

Suddenly, Duan Qintian opened his eyes, which held a trace of regret. If he had been given more time, he could have done even better!

But forging a peak rank-four sword in one day was already his limit, to advance any further was impossible.

He had thought the competition would end early and was about to step down, but the bell had yet to ring!

He scanned the crowd with a haughty gaze.

Then, his eyes narrowed, he was surprised to find that the disciple of that useless man was still not finished with his refining!

Laughably, a piece of extraterrestrial black iron was still floating right before him!

Without any change!

"Ha, trash is trash after all, the bow is at its limit, yet he still pretends to be strong!"

He looked towards Qu Zhonghe and cupped his hands, saying, "Elder, I think we can end this early. That man clearly isn’t planning on refining any artifact, there’s no need to wait for him!"

At the end of his speech, an echo of agreement instantly came from below!

They all suggested that the competition be ended early!

But Qu Zhonghe shook his head, "We must respect the rules of the competition. Since there is still one who has not succeeded in refining, we shall wait until ten o’clock as scheduled. There’s only half an hour left, I suppose no one minds waiting that much."

Since Old Qu had spoken, everyone had no objections and the scene quieted down instantly.

Duan Qintian snorted coldly, his gaze landing on Ren Feifan, then he glanced briefly at the Carefree Daoist in the stands not far away, and said, "I really want to see what kind of waves a piece of trash can still stir up!"

...

At this moment, Ren Feifan’s fingers formed a seal, spinning rapidly, as the Ancient Dust Array had already converged within, and even more, the words "Ancient Dust" were engraved upon the sword’s body.

Having completed all this, Ren Feifan took a deep breath.

The final step was to use his essence blood as a guide!

The Sword Spirit told him that this blood could not be shot out from his fingertips! It had to come from the blood in his chest, the intent within his chest!

"Puchi!"

Ren Feifan suddenly slapped his hand upon his chest, and a Blood Arrow shot forth!

This Blood Arrow embodied the essence within Ren Feifan’s body!

It plunged directly into the meteorite from beyond this domain!

And was completely absorbed by the Legacy Dust Sword!

Moreover, it formed a bloodline connection with Ren Feifan. For some reason, Ren Feifan even felt the sword’s heartbeat!

At this moment, Elder Qiu was dumbfounded!

The ascetic free of desires was dumbfounded!

Duan Zhonghe was dumbfounded too!

Everyone in the crowd was dumbfounded!

Even if you can’t create a sword, there’s no need for self-harm, right!

Isn’t this just a matter of face?

By harming yourself like this, you’re really going too far.

"Is this guy brain-damaged? This is basically seeking death..."

Some Artifact Refiners who had successfully forged swords shook their heads helplessly at Ren Feifan’s actions!

All eyes were intently focused on Ren Feifan as well as the meteorite in front of him.

There were sighs.

There were lamentations.

There were scoffs.

Meanwhile, the massive sand timer at the top poured down swiftly!

The end was near!

...

"Dang!"

The last grain of sand fell! A crisp bell rang out over the square!

The second round had officially ended!

"Time is up!"

All eyes were still fixed on Ren Feifan, who had his eyes closed, his face deathly pale, as if asleep!

The event had ended, what trick was this boy still playing?

Suddenly! The youth with closed eyes suddenly opened them, and it seemed as though the entire world brightened. His pitch-black pupils shone like the brightest stars in the night sky!

He slapped his hand vigorously on the extraterrestrial black iron!

The extraterrestrial black iron flew up and finally crashed heavily onto the ground.

The originally pitch-black exterior suddenly turned red, radiating brilliance to the utmost extreme!

Qu Zhonghe had a faint guess in his heart. From the moment the Blood Arrow was shot, he felt something was off!

Because in the process of sword forging, only swords of fifth rank and above may require the use of human essential blood as a catalyst!

But why did it still look like a rock now?

Duan Qintian snorted coldly and leisurely said, "Elder, I think the result is quite obvious now, you can announce the outcome."

Elder Qiu felt some unease in his heart and hurriedly urged, "Yes, Elder, who has won in this second round? Surely the Elder does not think this piece of extraterrestrial meteorite iron in the boy’s hand can be counted as a weapon, that would be too biased towards an outsider!"

Qu Zhonghe frowned slightly, about to speak, when a cold voice rose, echoing in everyone’s ears!

"A bunch of fools, who said this meteorite from beyond cannot be a weapon? Today, I will show you what a true sword is! The Ancient Dust Sword, emerge!"

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