Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 167 Return the Holy Flame to Me!!!

Qin Feng's hammer was still hitting rhythmically, the sound was pleasant but not violent.

The ten judges, except for Xu Gun, the forging master representing Xihua Academy, and Lu Yue, the forging master representing Xianyang Academy, were all forging masters from Chang'an Academy. These masters stared at the remaining nine students on the field forging, with different looks and different mentalities!

Xu Gun and Lu Yue focused all their attention on Qin Feng. Looking at Qin Feng's forging technique and his handling of the spirit stone, they felt relieved and nodded after looking at each other!

Xu Gun thought to himself, "This kid is truly a prodigy. He has brought Qie Aotian's legacy to its fullest potential. His technique, his use of strength, and his control over the weapon spirit are simply perfect!"

There were several other people also looking at Qin Feng, among them was the president of Chang'an Academy - Fan Yuqing!

Fan Yuqing paid close attention to Qin Feng's every move from beginning to end. Until the eighth level of spiritual awakening, the old man secretly praised:

"You are indeed a rare genius in a thousand years. You are truly extraordinary to be able to control the old fellow Qie Aotian's Blue Flame Blazing Fire and Mountain Breaking Purple Gold Hammer so perfectly. But you are always against the Holy Forging Organization and are not useful to me. What a pity!"

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he looked at Zhao Guanliang.

Zhao Guanliang felt the teacher's gaze, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he continued to hammer the iron felt.

"Hey! Dean, Zhao Guanliang doesn't seem to be in good shape today. And those two, why are they so absent-minded?"

Fan Yuqing was so angry that he glared at the guy with his eyes slanted:

"Shut up!"

However, Xu Gun heard this and then he paid attention to the other people. He saw that something was indeed not right!

Xu Gun stood up, yawned, walked to Lu Yue, leaned over and whispered something, and Lu Yue hurriedly stood up and walked out.

Fan Yuqing wanted to stop it, but there was no rule that prohibited examiners from strolling around. Fan Yuqing knew that something was not good, and then stared at Zhao Guanliang, who nodded with understanding in his heart.

As Qin Feng's ninth-level spiritual awakening approached, Xu Gun became anxious, Fan Yuqing was anxious, and Zhao Guanliang was even more anxious. He and the other two had already been prepared, just waiting for the final crisp sound.

Just when everyone was getting anxious, a crisp sound came unexpectedly:

"Ding!!!!!!"

It sounds pleasant, distant and long!

Following the sound, Qin Feng instantly broke away from his meditation. The red-striped cotton iron suddenly emitted a black light and rushed straight to the roof. The spirit of the weapon also jumped high into the air, cheering and trying to rush out with the black light and escape.

But at this moment, three blue, orange and yellow flames rose up and instantly enveloped Qin Feng and the three people at the same time.

Qin Feng, who was surrounded by flames, remained unmoved. He raised his hand and a ball of green flame transformed into a big hand that tightly grabbed the escaping weapon spirit and pressed it tightly into the red-patterned cotton iron.

At the same time, the Seven-Star Hunyuan Wuji Cloak on his body, which had turned into a blue robe, fluttered without wind and instantly resisted the bombardment of the three-colored flames.

However, just a moment later, the three flames disappeared instantly, and Qin Feng and the three people appeared at the same time.

This revelation surprised many people present!

Xu Gun burst into laughter upon seeing this. In fact, among the hundreds of people present, he was the only one who knew what had happened. What about the others?

The moment Dean Fan Yuqing and several other teachers saw Qin Feng awaken his spirit to level nine, their vision was blocked by the three flames.

Fan Yuqing was happy. This kind of flame flash was caused by someone releasing the flame itself. Three balls of flame meant that Zhao Guanliang and the other two released the flame itself at the same time to encircle Qin Feng. Under this kind of forging, it is very normal to release the flame itself to increase the forging power. In this way, even if someone asked about it later, this alone was enough to evade the question.

"Hehe! Let's see how you can escape?"

But just when Fan Yuqing was feeling happy, the three balls of flame suddenly dissipated, and the four people wrapped inside revealed their faces, each of them different!

Fan Yuqing saw this and shouted:

"what's the situation?"

Zhao Guanliang's eyes were dull, and then he started yelling like a madman:

"Who? Who is it? Come out, come out, and give me back the sacred fire!"

The other two also let out shrill roars.

The others were already confused, only Qin Fengyun was calm.

If Qin Feng had known that someone here was unhappy with him, he would have released the source of the divine fire and hid in his robe. Otherwise, how would he dare to enter deep meditation?

Qin Feng was confident that he could not resist the attack of three people, so he released the source of the divine fire with the Seven-Star Primordial Wuji Cloak on his body, thinking that it would be an extra layer of protection. Who would have thought that the three people would kill him and release the flame itself, which was really a bargain for the source of the divine fire. What's more, Zhao Guanliang's yellow flame had reached the level of the middle-stage holy fire, which was a great tonic for the source of the divine fire!

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

 …

With a few crisp sounds, the other five people successfully awakened their spirits to level nine one after another. Qin Feng thought to himself, "They are all outstanding indeed!"

Qin Feng held the red-striped cotton iron in his hand and sensed it. Although the weapon spirit had little murderous aura, it was full of spiritual energy, just like a sensible and naughty child with a mind full of a hundred thousand whys and a very quick thinking!

Qin Feng nodded secretly, at least he didn't waste this raw stone!

Qin Feng would be dissatisfied with the slightest flaw. This is his character. He will not tolerate any mistakes in anything!

Feeling his own condition, the Dragon Breath Technique was truly speechless. During this forging, his energy and blood consumption was less than 30%.

Qin Feng paid no attention to the situation around him. He put the red-grained cotton iron into the furnace and prepared to shape it as if no one was around!

At this time, Zhao Guanliang reacted and shouted hysterically at Qin Feng:

"Qin Feng, it's you. You devoured my Holy Fire. Return it to me!"

When the other two heard his shout, they were stunned without thinking. The spiritual fire was the other half of their lives! Who could bear the loss of the spiritual fire?

The three men glared at Qin Feng, raised their hammers and rushed towards him!

The most sober person at the scene was, of course, Xu Gun. While the others, including Dean Fan Yuqing, were still confused, Xu Gun was already prepared. He knew these people would not give up.

As expected, Zhao Guanliang and the other two moved. Xu Gun saw them and laughed before flying into the arena:

"Haha! You dare to disrupt the examination room? I won't tolerate you!"

Before the three of them even touched Qin Feng, they were grabbed by the neck by a big hand and thrown to the sidelines:

"You guys, keep an eye on them!"

Seeing this, several masters on the sidelines stepped forward and controlled the three people!

Xu Gun did not dare to be careless. He stood not far from Qin Feng and watched him, fearing that someone else would come up and cause trouble!

Qin Feng concentrated his energy and released the blazing green flame which turned into two large hands, extending the vague shape of the Mo Wen sword in his memory onto the red-patterned cotton iron.

There are seven red lines on the blade, six on the blade, and only one on the handle.

Gong Liu has a poem that says: "I am half wise, half coward!"

The handle is one, half of it is a coward, not caring about the past. The blade is six, half of it is a wise man, just wanting no regrets in this life!

This is it---don't ask!

Qin Feng changed his mind and said, "Don't ask - it's done!"

While Qin Feng was concentrating on shaping his body, he had no idea that danger was about to come.