assistirfilmes Chapter 530: Gravel!
Chapter 530: Gravel!
Chapter 530: Gravel!
The artifact refining competition began, and Yuan Gang had already decided on the artifact he wanted to create. He quickly seized several extremely precious refining materials.
Li Haoran closed his eyes, racking his brain over what kind of powerful weapon to forge.
Meng Jingzhou pretended to be serious as he picked a few items from the pile of refining materials.
Lu Yang glanced at the frantic Yuan Gang, sneered, and carried a log from the pile of materials.
News of the four-person competition quickly reached the upper echelons of the Five Elements Sect. Elders from the five veins and Qiu Jin'an appeared at the competition site, but they concealed themselves, unnoticed by anyone.
"Old Song, you arranged for Yuan Gang, didn't you? That's a bit much," Qiu Jin'an frowned at Song Duantian, the Fire Vein elder.
Song Duantian, with his bloated figure and bright red robe, looked somewhat comical, but those who knew his temper and battle record dared not laugh.
"Master, don't speak nonsense. Yuan Gang is just a filial child acting on his own; how could it be my arrangement?"
Qiu Jin'an chuckled twice and said no more.
Did they really think Yuan Gang would win for sure?
The conflict between Zhou Xin and Song Duantian was not just about competing for true fire. Over a thousand years ago, both had fallen for a female cultivator and pursued her passionately. Guided by Bu Yu Taoist, Zhou Xin successfully won her heart, and they had a daughter named Zhou Lulu.
The grudge between them couldn't be resolved by time alone.
Of course, Zhou Xin flaunted his wife in front of Song Duantian every day, especially after Zhou Lulu was born in recent decades. He even brought his family over during the New Year, which was indeed excessive.
Time ticked by, and the scene was extremely quiet. The four were fully focused on crafting their artifacts, with only the sounds of hammering and the roasting of true fire.
"Finished!" Yuan Gang sighed in relief. Though he was usually arrogant and domineering, he became meticulous and dedicated when refining artifacts.
Even though he was fully concentrated on crafting this planned artifact, he wasn't entirely confident it would succeed.
But since it did, victory was already decided.
In his hands appeared a cylindrical object made primarily of bronze, hollow in the middle, with inscriptions carved on the inner and outer walls.
"What kind of artifact is this?"
"It looks so strange."
"Has anyone seen this before?"
The disciples of the Five Elements Sect whispered, discussing this never-before-seen artifact.
"I call it the Meteor Cannon." This was a powerful weapon he had developed, making its public debut.
Li Haoran seemed not to hear Yuan Gang's voice and continued to focus on refining his artifact.
The flame in his palm resembled a fire snake, melting and shaping every inch of the artifact under its heat.
This was the Great Yan True Fire that Li Haoran mastered. Though not very powerful, it was the most suitable for refining artifacts due to its flexible and versatile nature, allowing him to craft the planned artifact to the greatest extent.
Yuan Gang was somewhat disappointed that he didn't distract Li Haoran. He stood in place, hoisting the cannon and continuously infusing it with spiritual power. The inscriptions on the cannon flashed, collecting and channeling the spiritual power to the base, which turned from blue to red, brewing a terrifying aura.
Thirty breaths, forty breaths... ninety breaths, a hundred breaths!
Bai Ming, standing nearby, felt his hair stand on end, sensing the threat.
Yuan Gang shouted angrily: "You only have a hundred breaths!"
He never imagined that someone could break the stone with sheer force!
Meng Jingzhou's unhurried voice came: "But I'm not using an artifact. The hundred breaths limit is for using artifacts, not for me."
No one knew how long it took, but a meteor fell from the sky, bringing light and heat, crashing straight towards Yuan Gang. The visual impact alone was overwhelming.
Yuan Gang hurriedly dodged.
Boom!
The stone fell, shattering into pieces and raising a cloud of dust. The Fire Vein was left with a huge pit, making Song Duantian's heart ache.
Meng Jingzhou landed, shaking his head: "Oh dear, I thought your artifact called the Meteor Cannon could really shatter stars. I overestimated you."
Yuan Gang's face turned ashen. That kid had intentionally aimed at him!
Meng Jingzhou turned: "Lu Yang, are you done yet?"
"Been done for a while, just waiting for the stone to fall." Lu Yang blew away the wood shavings from his sword. He had crafted a wooden sword that would break with a single bend.
Yuan Gang's face darkened, frowning, unable to understand what Lu Yang was up to.
Lu Yang smiled as he walked to another stone, raising his hand and swinging the sword slowly and elegantly, with a unique grace.
"I heard he's a sword cultivator. What's he going to do, break the stone with his sword?"
"Impossible, this stone can't be broken by a Golden Elixir stage cultivator, not even a sword cultivator!"
Not only the disciples of the Five Elements Sect but even the elders of the five veins and Qiu Jin'an couldn't see through it, though the movements seemed familiar.
Lu Yang's sword dance was elegant, exuding an immortal aura, as if he had become a different person, a smug smile on his lips.
Suddenly, a flash of sword light, and Lu Yang transformed into another figure.
"Haha, you fools of the Five Elements Sect, you didn't even recognize me using my disciple's identity?"
"With such poor eyesight, you still want to catch me? Practicing Fiery Eyes, my foot, you're practically blind!"
Bu Yu Taoist laughed, swinging the sword and mocking the six hidden figures.
Bu Yu Taoist's Form Imitation Fist!
Boom! Boom!
A massive fireball appeared above Bu Yu Taoist's head, like a second sun, with golden and earth energies crisscrossing, a scene of war and conquest!
The hot-tempered Fire Vein elder and the Metal Vein elder struck, their fireball and golden energy crashing down, engulfing the stone.
The stone didn't even have a chance to turn to dust; it was obliterated into nothingness.
They could tell this Bu Yu Taoist was a fake, but they couldn't help themselves.
Especially with that tone, it was too familiar.