#1711 - How can it be the same!
"I'm just a mild-mannered, weak, helpless cultivator, without any support. You old geezer, you're lawless! I just raised the quality of this weapon to the Treasure grade! And you announce my competition failure! What exactly are you trying to do! Are you bullying me too much! Or is your Forging Sect trying to affect my mentality with this kind of method! It's really despicable! Today, you must give me an explanation!"
In the sky above the Forging Sect, under the shocked gazes of everyone, Ji Dongfeng cracked melon seeds while pointing at Du Hengjiang and cursing loudly. In front of him, the long saber had already transformed into a Treasure grade, and at this moment, it was trembling slightly, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
"This... This is impossible... Just now, Ji Dongfeng was clearly forging randomly! Whether it was the angle or the force! It was no different from a blind man flailing! How could he possibly succeed in forging!" Wu Chong exclaimed.
Hearing this, Zhao Guanlan's expression softened slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Everyone, don't be affected by this Ji Dongfeng. Luck can only protect him for a while, it can't protect him for a lifetime. Continue to concentrate on forging!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the Forging Hall responded in unison, and then they began to continue forging, but many disciples sped up their movements, looking somewhat impatient.
At the same time, Du Hengjiang looked at Ji Dongfeng with a flushed face, unsure of what to do for a moment.
"Are you bullying me! I'm telling you! If you don't give me an explanation today! This matter is not over!" Ji Dongfeng shouted.
"I... I... You..." Du Hengjiang stammered, unable to speak for a long time.
"Alright, this time we misjudged. If you can win in the end, I will give you an extra Saint-grade treasure," Han Qiushi said.
"Less than a Venerable-grade is out of the question," Ji Dongfeng said.
"You... God-grade, no more than that."
"Supreme, if you don't agree, I'll turn around and spread the word that the Forging Sect is bullying handsome guys, and I'll let the beings of the Triple Heaven see your true colors," Ji Dongfeng said.
Hearing this, Lu Qianqiu quickly said: "Supreme Elder, this kid is impervious to reason, it's better not to argue with him. Venerable-grade is fine, our Forging Sect doesn't lack it."
Hearing this, Han Qiushi took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, and said: "Then so be it, continue forging."
Hearing this, Ji Dongfeng smiled and continued to pick up the forging hammer, forging casually.
Seeing this, Du Hengjiang stared at Ji Dongfeng with his eyes fixed, and once Ji Dongfeng failed, he would immediately announce the result.
"Hey, brother, do you want to eat melon seeds?" Ji Dongfeng looked at the Forging Hall disciple next to him while forging, and said.
Hearing this, the Forging Hall disciple twitched his mouth twice, tried hard to concentrate, and ignored Ji Dongfeng.
"Brother, do you have anything good to eat? Do you have beef jerky?"
"..."
"Do you have fresh peanuts? Give me a handful."
"Do you have spicy sticks? Have you heard of spicy sticks?"
"You're still embarrassed to call yourself a Forging Sect disciple when you don't have anything."
Hearing this, the Forging Hall disciple's face flushed red, and he finally couldn't hold back, and shouted angrily: "I'm freaking forging! Forging! Why would I bring snacks!"
"Bang!"
With an angry shout, the disciple's hammer deviated by three points, and the weapon that was about to become a Treasure grade shattered instantly!
The Forging Hall disciple's face changed drastically, which meant that his competition was considered a failure.
"What a pity, so you really don't have melon seeds," Ji Dongfeng sighed.
"Everyone! Silence! Anyone who speaks out casually again will be disqualified from the competition!" Seeing this, Han Qiushi's face sank, and he said coldly.
Hearing this, Ji Dongfeng smiled, ignoring the Forging Hall disciple's murderous gaze, and continued to forge the weapon as he pleased.
"Boom!"
The next moment, a ray of light emerged, and Ji Dongfeng turned his head to look, and found that the weapon in Zhao Guanlan's hand had also turned into a Treasure grade.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother Zhao!" Wu Chong shouted with excitement.
"Beep! You spoke! Disqualified from the competition!" Ji Dongfeng took out a whistle and shouted.
Hearing this, Wu Chong was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed.
"Han old geezer... Senior! He spoke! According to your rules just now! He should be disqualified!" Ji Dongfeng shouted.
"I didn't... I'm not... I... Ji Dongfeng! You also spoke!" Wu Chong shouted quickly.
"How can that be the same? I'm pointing out your mistakes, not only am I not at fault, but I'm also meritorious!" Ji Dongfeng chuckled.
Hearing this, Han Qiushi's face sank, and he didn't want to pay attention to Ji Dongfeng, but on second thought, Ji Dongfeng would definitely hold on to it, and he might have to give something away again in a few words.
"Wu Chong, leave the competition venue, everyone else, don't speak!" Han Qiushi said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Forging Hall disciples who were subconsciously preparing to congratulate Zhao Guanlan shut their mouths, while Wu Chong glared at Ji Dongfeng with resentment, and withdrew from the competition unwillingly.
Seeing this, Zhao Guanlan's face sank, he had already prepared to be congratulated by everyone, and at this moment, he suddenly lost these words of praise, he was still a little unaccustomed.
"Ji Dongfeng, I'll see how you'll end up when you fail later," Zhao Guanlan whispered in his heart, and then continued to concentrate on forging.
"Boom!"
In just five or six breaths of time, a ray of light appeared, and Zhao Guanlan looked up and was horrified to find that the long saber in front of Ji Dongfeng had become a Immortal grade!
Seeing this, even though they were not allowed to speak, there were bursts of exclamations at this moment.
"How is this possible!" Du Hengjiang exclaimed.
"Once can be said to be luck, but twice... and it's the more difficult Immortal grade! I've never heard of anyone being able to continuously forge successfully by luck!"
"This Ji Dongfeng... is not an ordinary person, could it be that his forging method just now seemed random, but in fact it was some kind of long-lost forging technique!"
"That's really possible! This Ji Dongfeng has heaven-defying luck! He also has good opportunities, maybe he really got some kind of lost forging inheritance! Look carefully! His forging seems careless, but in fact it's effortless!"
For a time, a group of Forging Sect elders exclaimed, and the non-Forging Hall disciples who were watching also began to discuss.
It's just that the people in the Forging Hall, because they can't speak, can only look at Ji Dongfeng with shock, and the forging hammer in their hands trembled wildly, unable to fall for a while.
"How is it possible... Absolutely impossible! How could Ji Dongfeng have this kind of ability! Luck... Could it be luck again... Damn it! I can't lose! I am the rising star of the Forging Sect! I must win!" Zhao Guanlan roared in his heart, then gritted his teeth and began to forge with his head down, determined not to pay attention to Ji Dongfeng anymore.
