Who doesn’t know that what you need most in the process of engraving the pattern is to concentrate, not interrupt, and not be disturbed. This guy is fine, he interrupted himself, and asked Han Tiemu how many spirit stones he needed? Did he really think he was sure to win?

Fu Jiumu was also embarrassed.

Does this kid really care about Tu Zhi?

The pattern of the instrument has not been engraved yet, so I was anxious to ask about the price of Han Tiemu?

Master Tuzhi thought he was a sixth-grade weapon refiner.

"He must have known that he could not engrave the pattern of the instrument, so he deliberately used this method to interfere with Master Tuzhi."

Someone said immediately.

Many people immediately agreed.

So much so that everyone became even more despised and disgusted by Ling Yun.

"I deliberately pretended to be full of confidence, so I wanted to distract Master Tuzhi and then let Master Tuzhi fail. What a disgusting trick."

"The refining skills are not good enough, and he actually uses such despicable means."

"How could there be such a shameless person? The weapon refiner's face was thrown away by him."

But Ling Yun didn't care about this, but asked Fu Jiumu again: "Master Fu, there should be no rules for the weapon refining competition to not ask questions during the process of engraving the weapon pattern, right? Is it a pity that you would like to tell me how many spirit stones are needed after half price of this cold iron wood?"

Fu Jiumu also showed contempt for Ling Yun in his eyes, but Ling Yun said it right. There is indeed no such rule as not being able to ask questions during the weapon refining competition, so he answered impatiently: "Two million spirit stones."

“…”

Ling Yun was speechless.

This price.

It's much more expensive than he thought.

Ling Yun spent a lot of spirit stones during this period. Although he had obtained a lot of spirit stones from their space rings before, he only had about one million and three million spirit stones on his body, which was not enough for two million spirit stones.

There was no choice but to ask He Lin for help.

But when He Lin thought that there shouldn't be 700,000 spirit stones on him, if he asked Zhihan and Ao Feng Yuanlin, it would probably take more than an hour to go back and forth. Now it's only a quarter of the time before the weapon refining competition ends.

By then, even if Ling Yun won the weapon refining competition, he would not have enough spirit stones to pay for it. The Ten Thousand Weapons Hall could justify selling the Han Tiemu to the rest of the people.

Then all my efforts today will be in vain.

What should I do?

Borrow money?

Most people here sneer at him, and now all kinds of discussion voices are sarcasticating Ling Yun. Who would lend him the spirit stone?

Even if I have shown a strong level of refining weapons, these people must not dare to risk offending Tu Zhi to help me, right?

then.

Ling Yun stood there and thought for a while.

"What's that guy doing there? He won't engrave the pattern of the instrument?"

"It must be that it can't be engraved anymore, so I'll give up."

"Hmph, now you will show your true form? Even this level of refining is worthy of competing with Master Tuzhi? It's really ridiculous."

When everyone saw Ling Yun stunned, they couldn't help but poured another bucket of cold water.

But at this time, Ling Yun's eyes lit up.

He suddenly walked towards the crowd who mocked him and said indifferently: "What qualifications do you slags have to point fingers here? If you don't have the ability, stand quietly by your side, watch and study hard? Why do you do so much nonsense?"

He cursed everyone in an instant.

Then.

Everyone was furious.

This kid... actually openly insulted them like a scumbag? He looked down on them so much?

"Boy, please try it again? Who are you?"

"Even such an ordinary pattern cannot be engraved. What qualifications do you have to say about us?"

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

But as weapon refiners, they have been studying weapon refining for many years, and their martial arts cultivation is not very high. They feel the second level of the True Martial Realm of Ling Yun, and this is the Ten Thousand Weapon Hall, so they dare not attack Ling Yun rashly, otherwise they would have been dismantled from Ling Yun.

"Why? I don't agree? Do you dare to gamble with me?"

Don’t these people keep despising themselves? Do they mock themselves?

Then Ling Yun wanted to arouse their anger, and then set a trap for them and let them pay for themselves.

really.

The effect is very obvious.

After Ling Yun finished speaking, someone immediately shouted angrily: "What are you betting on? You guys make it clear?"

Another person also said: "Who is afraid of whom? I want you to understand, what are you betting on with me? You are all ants in front of me."

Ling Yun smiled teasingly: "My bet with you is very simple. That is to bet on who will lose and who will win in the weapon refining competition between Master Tuzhi. If I lose, I will kneel down and kowtow to you until you are satisfied."

"If Master Tuzhi loses, I won't make things difficult for you. You just need each of you to give me 200,000 spirit stones. 200,000 spirit stones should be a slight meaning to you, right? So... do you dare?"

This is the most effective method Ling Yun has thought of at present.

These people are all masters of weapon refining. This time, they come to buy Han Tiemu again. They must have a lot of spirit stones on them. If each person gives Ling Yun 200,000, there will be more than 100 people here, and Ling Yun can earn more than 20 million spirit stones at once.

Ling Yun has done a lot of this kind of thing before.

It's been tried and done every time.

"Isn't it just 200,000 spirit stones? Do you think I'm afraid of you? When you lose, see how many times I'll make you kowtow. I'll bet with you."

"Hmph, you can win Master Tuzhi with your own fault? It's really a delusion. I've also gambled."

"Do you think you can scare me in this way? There is no bet I am afraid of, and this is still the bet we will win. Today I will bet with you."

“…”

Everyone was angry with Ling Yun. When they heard this bet, they would naturally agree.

"He Lin, come here to register them one by one. They are all masters of weapon refining, and they are noble in their identities and should never cheat. And please let Master Fu give me a testimony."

Ling Yun immediately greeted He Lin.

He Lin was still confused for a time, and even he thought Ling Yun was too reckless.

If you lose...then...

But since Ling Yun said, he had to do what he said.

all of a sudden.

One hundred and thirty people participated in the bet.

"Boy, you're dead."

Someone gritted his teeth and said proudly.

"Oh? Then let's go and see."

Ling Yun smiled with satisfaction and returned to his wooden table, continuing the inscribed inscription of the unfinished instrument pattern.

Time passes by bit by bit again.

The inscribeds of Ling Yun and Tu Zhi have begun to come to an end.

The atmosphere in the entire deputy hall suddenly became much more depressed.

But the people around were waiting for the end. When Ling Yun knelt in front of them, they would see what Ling Yun was arrogant in front of them?
Chapter completed!