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Within the Treasure Heaven Pavilion, Yuan Fei slowly walked to the front of the crowd.
"Since everyone is able to challenge my son, I naturally welcome you. However …"
As he spoke, four elders slowly walked out from behind Yuan Fei.
"However, it's not just any cat or dog that can challenge my Cast Iron Sect. If you want to challenge my son, you have to get past the few Elders of my Cast Iron Sect first!"
"What?!"
"How arrogant!"
"Are you looking down on me?!"
Yuan Fei's words immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of several weapons crafting experts.
They were the famous Master Refiners of one side, and competing with Yuan Yuhe was because they thought highly of him. To think that they would actually need to compete with others in order to have the qualification to challenge him?!
"Humph!" Seeing the experts invited by the other sects, Yuan Fei coldly snorted and said, "If you are unwilling, then you can leave!"
"Master Yuan, I think the challenge is fake. Your son should be the real deal if he's afraid of losing!"
At this time, Shang Qinghui of the Heaven Gate Sect suddenly spoke out.
"Afraid of losing? You can personally ask the few clan elders behind me, is their strength comparable to Yu He?! " Yuan Fei sneered.
"We naturally can't compare to Young Sect Master!" Several Elders of the Cast Iron Sect bowed and said.
Whooosh.
The words of the Iron Iron Blade Sect's Elders caused a great commotion in the audience.
One had to know that a weapons craftsman master had the dignity of a weapons craftsman, and would absolutely not admit so easily in his own domain that his strength was inferior to others.
However, the few Elders of the Cast Iron Sect had admitted in front of everyone that their skills were inferior to others.
It was obvious that Yuan Yuhe's refining ability had indeed far surpassed these few masters.
It looks like the fact that Grandmaster Xu Dong accepted Yuan Yuhe as his disciple wasn't without reason.
"Master Yuan, if you think you can anger us by relying on such a low-level method, you are wrong." Yuwen Ming coldly said.
Yuan Fei laughed leisurely, "Infuriate you?! "You guys think too highly of yourselves, is there a need for me to anger you guys?"
"Hmph, not even a little brat. I think that the cast iron sect's elder is only mediocre!" Pang He said.
"Since your cast iron sect is willing to humiliate yourself, we don't mind." Huo Bufan followed up.
"How should we compete in this competition?!" "Master Yuan, go ahead." Qiao Bin asked disdainfully.
However, Yuan Fei laughed casually and said, "We can do whatever you want. As long as you can think of something, my Cast Iron Sect will also accompany you."
Yuan Fei's words caused everyone's faces to stiffen.
Countless people were silently speculating in their hearts. The character of Yuan Fei, wasn't he a little too arrogant?
Although his Iron Blade Sect's refining strength was not ordinary, the ones standing in front of him were several legendary Master Refiners. Could it be that they were not afraid of losing in a short amount of time and not be able to get down from the stage?!
The artificers that were invited by the few great sects were all arrogant masters. Upon hearing Yuan Fei's words, they were so angry that their entire bodies trembled.
Who would have thought that not only did their names spread far and wide, they would be looked down upon so much by Yuan Fei!
This was something intolerable!
They decided that they must ruthlessly teach this Cast Iron Sect a lesson today!
"Master Yuan, I presume you know that there are many refining projects with inscriptions, arrays, control of fire, tools and so on. Why don't we compete with each other today?! "
"Sure!" Yuan Fei nodded.
"Then let me first experience the strength of the Cast Iron Sect's inscription!" As he spoke, Qiao Bin was the first to step out.
Qiao Bin's inscription strength was publicly acknowledged to be the strongest amongst the four of them.
The evil energy that he had refined all those years ago was precisely because it had an unimaginable inscription attached to it, which was why it was so terrifying.
Now, after a decade of settling down, he believed that Qiao Bin's inscription technique would be even more powerful.
"Old Bai, how about we let you handle this matter?" Yuan Fei said to an elder behind him.
"Alright." The elder who was called Old Bai slowly stepped forward.
This person was extremely old. His hair and beard were completely white, and his eyes were blurry as if he couldn't even open them.
"Hmph, your old eyes are blurry. Don't say that I'm bullying you when you lose later on!" Qiao Bin said in disdain.
"Hehe, young man, don't be so arrogant. If you lose, it will be very ugly!" Old Bai responded in a leisurely manner.
"Master Yuan, how should we compete?!" Qiao Bin said.
"Boom!"
With a casual wave of his hand, Yuan Fei caused a thunderous sound to reverberate in the air.
The crowd only saw a gigantic diagram taking form, as though a piece of land had landed on top of the ground.
Instantly, the gazes of everyone present were focused on this painting.
In the picture, there was mountains and rivers, just like a vivid and lifelike world.
"This, this is …?" Qiao Bin asked in disbelief.
This is a game piece that Grandmaster Xu Dong gave to Yu He, and there are countless inscriptions hidden here. Next up, you only need to take turns searching for inscriptions with Elder Bai, and in the end, if you find the less inscriptions, you will lose. Yuan Fei said with a faint smile.
After hesitating for a moment, Qiao Bin nodded his head and said: "Sure!"
"Alright!" Yuan Fei lightly said, "At this moment, the two contestants can stand inside the drawing. You can rest assured that there are many inscription patterns here. Every time you find an inscription symbol and activate it, it will disappear. Who wants to start first?!"
"I'll go first." Qiao Bin said indifferently.
After which, he pointed his finger forward, and an instant later, a radiant light flashed as a silhouette soared up from the painting before vanishing without a trace.
Soon after, Old Bai from the Cast Iron Sect also slowly moved in a certain direction. Another bright light flashed, and another inscription disappeared.
"Humph, over here!" Qiao Bin took another step forward and stood at the edge of the diagram. Pointing his finger forward, a phantom image shot out.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had pointed out the inscriptions that were hidden within the painting and returned to the sect. It was as easy as flipping one's hand.
But as time passed, the two of them gradually started to slow down.
After ten rounds, there were no longer any inscriptions left on the stage for those proficient in forging. However, Qiao Bin and Old Bai were still waving their hands and activating the inscriptions hidden deep within the painting!0
He waved his palm forward, and the palm imprint directly landed on a certain spot. In that instant, a resonance was formed, and a similar imprint flew out. It was an inscription imprint.
"As expected of a master refiner. Even at this time, he was still able to find it." Everyone below the stage saw Qiao Bin wave his hand and find another inscription.
Old Bai didn't back down either. With a wave of his hand, another shadow appeared in the air.
After another ten rounds, it was finally Qiao Bin's turn. He was no longer able to wave his hand. He then calmly said, "There should be no more inscriptions!"
"Are you sure?" Yuan Fei, who was in the middle of the air, asked with a smile.
Qiao Bin frowned and nodded his head. "I'm sure!"
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