Super Treasure Hunter

The people of the Eight Desolation Sect are also grateful for this competition. If they did not agree to Huang Lang's request in the middle of the week and questioned the use of their most valuable advantage to get the last place, then it would be a gathering for the Eight Desolation Sect. A big loss.

And at the time of the selection, the behavior in the middle of the week is likely to make the Bahuangzong a laughing stock for everyone.

I'm afraid that at that time, everyone's views on the Bahuangzong will change, thinking that the Bahuangzong can only see what is visible, but can't find the things that are buried under the dirt that are really worth discovering.

Although he was really engrossed in observing the furnace in the middle of the week, he didn't even notice the expressions of the audience from the Bahuang Sect.

Since the materials were thrown into the furnace, the temperature in the furnace was lowered. In order to keep the temperature of the furnace reaching its peak, a fire was added in the middle of the week. These even the onlookers began to meet the end of the week. I don't know how to refine tools and feel doubtful.

Huang Lang also thinks that it is a waste of time to compete with the middle of the week. He just had a hundred refinement masters, and he tried to compete for the last place with a layman who did not know how to refine tools. The insight is an insult to himself.

At this time, Huang Lang thought that just getting the last spot was no longer enough for him. He had just played with a layman for so long with Grand Master Hundred-Lian, so he needed to pay the interest.

Huang Lang thought of this and looked at Zhou Zhong with bad eyes.

"I suddenly thought of something more interesting. It was too boring for the two of us to compete for the last place in this competition. Why not, let us bet on something, and it would be considered a bonus to this competition."

Seeing that Huang Lan didn't speak in the middle of the week, she continued.

"Or else, if you lose in this competition, I want you to have a hand, what do you think?"

"I suddenly thought of a very wonderful idea. If you can use one of your hands to refine magical weapons or magic weapons, there will be unexpected results."

Huang Lang looked at Zhou Zhong with a fierce expression in his eyes and said.

Huang Lang's gambling agreement is not unrelenting. If a refiner loses a hand, it is no different from a waste person.

It seems that Huang Lang is going to kill people and punish the heart, and Huang Lang proposed such a bet at this time, in fact, in order to affect the mind of the week, when refining tools, the refiner must ensure that his attention is concentrated. Sometimes Even unintentional distractions can lead to the failure of the entire refining device.

Moreover, the current midweek is completely a novice state in everyone’s eyes. After being asked so viciously by Huang Lang, everyone believes that midweek will definitely be affected. It depends on whether midweek dares to accept Huang Lang’s bet. Made an appointment.

If he refuses in the middle of the week, he will at most lose his qualification to sign up for the Eight Desolate Sect, but if he accepts Huang Lang's gambling agreement, then he will pay the price of losing one hand, and he will bid farewell to the profession of refiner in the future.

In the middle of the week, Huang Lang's outstanding gambling agreement was completely uninterested. He just wanted to enter the Eight Desolation Sect to investigate the conspiracy of the black robe man. As for the gambling agreement, he didn't care at all.

"If you don't speak, it's acquiescence."

The people of the Eight Desolation Sect suddenly said that they made a bet for the middle of the week.

The people of the Eight Desolation Sect are naturally selfish. No one dares to be so rude to the Eight Desolation Sect in the management of Xiniu Hezhou for so many years. Zhong was provoking the Bahuangzong, so he chose to help Huang Lang.

The surrounding audience sighed for Midweek. Although they thought Midweek was a layman, they didn't lose a hand because of this. The price was too heavy.

In the middle of the week, I didn’t want to pay attention to Huang Lang, but I didn’t expect that the people of the Eight Desolation Sect would actually agree to the bet for themselves. Then it can only be said that Huang Lang's luck was too bad, and the Eight Desolation Sect was completely igniting the fire. Self-immolation.

Mid-week sneered. Since the gambling agreement was established, as both parties to the bet, losing a hand in mid-week, Huang Lang would naturally have to pay.

"Since the gambling agreement is established, then I won't talk nonsense with you. I lose one hand and take it. But what if you lose?"

Huang Lang couldn't help laughing after hearing what he said in the middle of the week.

"I can't lose to you a layman, but you can rest assured that I will not take advantage of you. If I lose, let you take my hand."

"But this kind of thing won't happen."

Huang Lang is quite confident in his refining strength, and he feels even more relieved after seeing the technique in midweek.

The question in the middle of the week means that he has agreed to the gambling agreement. After all, it was the Bahuangzong who asked you to agree to it for the middle of the week. If you bite on this point in the last week, it is even the Bahuangzong. People couldn't help it in the middle of the week, after all, so many people on the scene could prove it for the middle of the week.

Huang Lang was not afraid of raising conditions in the middle of the week, he was afraid that he would not bet against him in the middle of the week, but now there is no need to worry, this battle must be a battle to establish his position in the Bahuangzong.

Not only can he make himself famous, but he can also teach the stumbling block in Midweek a lesson, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.

What's more important is that the Eight Desolation Sect has stated their position. The Eight Desolation Sect has always shown a neutral attitude, but they are doing things towards Huang Lang everywhere. As long as they are not fools, they can see this.

In order to let the people of the Bahuangzong have a deeper influence on him, Huang Lang originally planned to refine a sword that would reach the sharpest under limited conditions, but he changed his mind.

Huang Lang intends to refine a Fumo Sword. Refining the Fumo Sword is definitely a very big test for the refiner. Even the current Huang Lang is not 100% sure that the refining will be successful, and the materials given by the Eight Demon Sect It is so limited that it is not easy to refine the Fumo Sword.

However, risk and fame and fortune coexist. As long as he successfully refines the Fu Demon Sword this time, Huang Lang can guarantee that he can definitely enter the Eight Desolate Sect.

In the middle of the week, Huang Lang glanced lightly at Huang Lang instead of entangled in the gambling, but raised the entire furnace.

At this time, the furnace tripod was already red, but in the middle of the week, it seemed as if he hadn't seen it.

The scorching furnace tripod in Zhou Zhong's hand was spinning and rolling like a juggling.

The refining device pays attention to stability, and this wave of operations in the middle of the week obviously surprised everyone.

There was a smile in Huang Lang's eyes. Although he was puzzled by Zhou Zhong's operation, based on his knowledge of refining tools, it was no different than self-defeating and abandoning himself.

The process of smelting and purifying the materials in the furnace is a very careful process, but in the middle of the week, not only all the materials are thrown into the furnace. Now there is such a tumbling furnace. The materials inside have already been mixed together, let alone purification. Now, I am afraid that it is impossible to build ordinary weapons.