Fantastic Fantasy: Marrying a Beautiful Wife at the Opening Competition

"What did you say!"

Ouyang Jiayi was furious when he heard it, looked at Zhong Xiong and said coldly: "No one dares to say that I am trash."

"There is now."

Zhong Xiong opened his mouth unceremoniously. He finally understood that it doesn't matter whether he speaks soft words or not to these craftsmen who see people with their nostrils, so there is no need for him to continue to pretend to be cowardly.

"Boy, do you dare to say that, does it mean that you have a very high achievement in Xuanwen?"

Ouyang Tianyan laughed back in anger, with a faint murderous intent in his eyes: "But in front of me, your so-called achievements are not worth mentioning at all."

"Indeed, Elder Hui also said that I was an idiot at the time, and my achievements are really nothing in the eyes of you seniors."

When Zhong Xiong opened his mouth, Ouyang Tianyan's momentum froze.

"Boy, who are you from Mr. Hui?"

Ouyang Tianyan narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he was asking a question, his momentum was much weaker than before.

Zhong Xiong's heart was beating wildly, but he said calmly: "It's just a few words from Hui Lao, and it's thanks to Hui Lao that I learned about Xuan Wen Yi Yi."

These words were true, but to Ouyang Tianyan's ears, it became more and more obvious that the two had a close relationship.

At that moment, he snorted coldly and said, "For Hui Lao's sake, I don't care about it for the time being!"

"Looks like I made the right bet, Mr. Hui really is a master of black patterns."

Zhong Xiong thought to himself, he was only guessing from Guanshi Liu's attitude, he didn't expect that he guessed right by mistake, and saved himself from a catastrophe.

"In that case, the junior will leave first."

Zhong Xiong cupped his hands and was about to leave, but Ouyang Jiayi suddenly said, "Who told you to go?"

"Boy, my master doesn't care about the blood bottle, but I still have a gamble with you!"

Ouyang Jiayi walked in front of him, still with anger on his face: "The content of this game remains the same, but there is no need to bother Jubao Pavilion to auction it. Master, can you help identify it?"

Ouyang Tianyan glanced at the two of them, nodded and said, "This old man is here to help you appraise. If you don't trust me, boy, you can ask the appraiser from Jubao Pavilion to come and judge together."

"Senior was joking, as the master of Qi refining in Fenglei City, how could this junior not trust you."

Zhong Xiong suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to speak: "It's just that the blood bottle has been used up by me, so the bet is no longer valid."

"It's simple, just find another blood bottle and come over."

Ouyang Tianyan waved his hand, stroked his beard and said, "If Yi'er loses, don't use him, the old man will help you refine the weapon himself!"

"This immortal!"

Seeing the old master and apprentice singing together, Zhong Xiong's heart burned with anger.

"Well, do you agree?"

Although he was asking, Ouyang Tianyan's tone was still cold. Zhong Xiong knew that if he dared to refuse, he would not be able to get out today.

"Junior, promise!"

Zhong Xiong clenched his fists, realizing his insignificance again.

In front of this kind of character, he is just an ant that can be manipulated at will.

Even if he just broke through to the Yin-Yang realm!

"very good!"

With a wave of Ouyang Tianyan's hand, the door of the room opened, revealing Guanshi Liu who had been waiting outside.

"Xiao Liuzi, come over and appraise with the old man."

Guanshi Liu was outside with a dazed expression on his face, but Ouyang Tianyan spoke, so he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only come in.

"In the past few days, you should have inscribed the Xuan Wen, right?"

When Ouyang Jiayi opened his mouth, his face was sullen, and he was still brooding over Zhong Xiong's words just now.

"Don't worry, I won't bury your treasure. If it wasn't for this incident, I wouldn't take your profound weapon even if you knelt down and begged me."

Zhong Xiong said coldly, now he finally understands that the other party didn't plan to make a so-called bet with him at all, but he just raised the bet to stabilize himself because he was afraid that he would use it to ask for a high price or sell it.

As soon as he left, he immediately found his master.

If he hadn't really used up the blood bottle, due to the existence of Ouyang Tianyan, a master craftsman, Zhong Xiong could only bow his head and hand over the blood bottle to protect himself.

Ouyang Tianyan is not a good person, but this Ouyang Jiayi is even more vicious.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Ouyang Jiayi's face became even more angry, and then he seemed to think of something, sneered and said: "If you win, I will kneel down personally and beg you to accept my profound weapon. If you lose, I don't need you, As long as you kneel down and apologize for what happened just now."

"Okay. Senior Ouyang and Guanshi Liu are welcome to witness!"

Zhong Xiong agreed, and bowed his hands to Ouyang Tianyan and Liu Guanshi.

"Humph."

Ouyang Tianyan snorted coldly, looked at his apprentice, and said, "Yi'er, take out your profound weapon!"

"Yes, Master!"

Ouyang Jiayi agreed, and took out the mysterious weapon from the treasure storage.

The same as the one he gave Zhong Xiong, it is a long sword.

It's just that the sword already has dense lines, making this sword truly rank among the ranks of profound weapons.

"What disciple engraved on it is the second-order black pattern..."

Ouyang Jiayi began to introduce, as a second-level craftsman, he naturally mastered some second-level black patterns, and added the ones he thought were most suitable.

"Combined with the profound pattern and material, in the ranks of the human-level middle-grade, this profound weapon can also be ranked in the middle! Not bad."

The refiner has a detailed division of each grade of profound weapon. The second grade is a normal profound weapon, the middle grade is better than the second grade, and the upper grade is the best. It is enough to be placed in Fenglei City to ascend to the ranks of the major forces. auction house.

Pang Santai's war halberd was at the top of the human rank, and it was the iron halberd army that paid a lot of money to ask Ouyang Tianyan to do it.

For a craftsman, it is very difficult if the failure rate is not high enough, and being able to refine a medium-level profound weapon is already an extraordinary strength.

So even Ouyang Tianyan couldn't help but nod his head, which meant that his apprentice's strength had stabilized, and in a few years, he would have a chance to reach the threshold of a third-tier craftsman.

Guanshi Liu also nodded and made the same evaluation.

"now you."

Ouyang Jiayi looked at Zhong Xiong with some complacency, and thought for a while to add: "It doesn't matter if you get a low-grade weapon, but if you are still in the second-class rank after adding the black pattern, then you should just destroy it."

"The weapon I refined does not allow inferior existence!"

Ouyang Jiayi's face became even more arrogant, Zhong Xiong glanced at him, the ring on his hand flashed, and a long sword emerged, he handed it to Guanshi Liu.

Seeing that Zhong Xiong remained silent, Ouyang Jiayi sneered in his heart, and instead of looking at the long sword, he said, "Since there is nothing to say, then kneel down and apologize for what I did just now!"

"I've said it before, on the Xuan Wen line, you're just trash. If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself!"

"Still crazy!"

Ouyang Jiayi's face showed anger again, but he turned his head away and was stunned.

Because he found that his master Ouyang Tianyan and Liu Guanshi were all shocked, and their faces were all in front of the long sword that Zhong Xiong took out.

"Perfect level! You can actually engrave the second-order black pattern of the perfect level!"

Ouyang Tianyan raised his head abruptly, and looked at Zhong Xiong with fanatical eyes.