"Those wings could definitely be a level three imperial weapon and the quality wouldn't be low." thought everybody after they saw the embryo of Si Man Nan's wings. On top of that, Si Man Nan and his assistant were carving marks together. They were using wind type strength to carve marks and their energy was ever increasing.
Ge Qing Feng's fan was an ice fan, which emanated a frost which would send a chill down anyone's back.
"No, you can't!" said a young man as the ice energies surrounded him. Not only him, his cauldron also started freezing, his fire fading. His assistant had moved back silently.
"That's…" the crowd was speechless. They couldn't attack others, but Ge Qing Feng hadn't done it on purpose, it was just that his energies were too vast. A professor in purple clothes looked embarrassed. The young man broke through the ice, and besides the shivering, he looked furious. It had been so difficult to get to the finals, and now he was going to get eliminated like that?
"You still have time. Go to another place and continue making your weapon. In any case, with your strength, you wouldn't have ranked in the top ten. You still need to improve a lot." said one of the professors in purple. That young man lowered his head and remained silent. Then, he took his cauldron away. He didn't want to make a weapon anymore. He was too upset, and he knew that he couldn't compete with those people anyways. Watching up close wasn't bad either.
At that moment, golden lights filled the stage as Hen Chang Tian's tower reached the clouds, its energy oppressing down on everyone.
"That's a level three imperial weapon! Who could defeat him?" thought the crowd.
"Marks, condense!" shouted Lin Feng again. In a flash, dazzling lights emerged from his marks as they intertwined together.
"Hammer!" shouted Lin Feng. Instantly, Mu Lin Xue threw the hammer at Lin Feng. He moved his hand and caught it without even looking up. Then he started hammering the weapon relentlessly.
"Is that the final version?" thought the crowd. The energies were already explosive, so how much stronger could it get?
Nobody could be sure.
"That deployment spell could definitely make a level three imperial weapon, and it would be a powerful weapon at that, but is it enough?" whispered Yan Feng's future teacher. The other professor in purple clothes smiled and said, "It seems that you're starting to regret."
"The tournament isn't over yet, so don't get so happy too early. That spear is great, and the deployment spell is explosive, the materials are the best, and finally, I'm certain that it can kill low-level emperors. All in all, there's nothing Yan Feng does that they can't do." said the teacher who thought highly of Lin Feng and Mu Lin Xue. He looked calm outwardly, but on the inside, he was nervous. Lin Feng and Mu Lin Xue's weapon was extremely complex, Lin Feng's deployment spell was actually too complex. If they had made a sword, it would have already finished by now.
"Haha, you'll soon be disappointed." said Yan Feng's future teacher, smiling wholeheartedly.
He felt like he had already won the bet. At that moment, Yan Feng opened his eyes again, flames bursting out of them. Even his blood started boiling and roaring.
"This is the power of my blood." said Yan Feng. Suddenly, blood started drifting out of his body. The embryo of his weapon started shaking violently, even emitting whistling sounds.
"Nine Weapon Transformation Technique, fifth transformation, blood transformation!"
Blech… Yan Feng spat out his blood on to the weapon, darkening it to a dark-red shade.
The leader of the Yan Clan stood up, "The champion is going to appear soon!"
Quickly after, he was surrounded by a cloud of red colors. The sword was condensing, and the red color was turning into a red weapon cloud.
"Weapon cloud!" the crowd shivered. Was Yan Feng going to make a level four imperial weapon? But could he?
"No wonder he chose a sword." thought some people.
"No wonder the Yan Clan is so sure that Yan Feng is going to win, they knew he could make a level four imperial weapon."
"Haha, buddy, I'll definitely get your technique now." said Yan Feng's future teacher smiling. He already knew that Yan Feng could make level four imperial weapons!
The professor next to him looked distraught. Maybe he really had made a mistake. Lin Feng and Mu Lin Xue were a great team, but he didn't know that Yan Feng could make level four imperial weapons. He turned rigid and said, "The tournament isn't over, we'll see."
"Alright, alright, we'll wait until the end of the tournament." Yan Feng's future teacher smiled happily.
Cough, cough. Mu Lin Xue had noticed Yan Feng's weapon cloud and she was looking upset. She started releasing even more fire.
"Don't worry Mu Lin Xue, after the tournament is over, I'll take good care of you." said Yan Feng arrogantly. Mu Lin Xue's mouth was bleeding as she bit her lip, but she continued releasing more fire.
"Do your best and leave the rest to me." said Lin Feng to Mu Lin Xue in a calm way. Mu Lin Xue nodded and looked at the weapon. She could feel Lin Feng's confidence, which made her feel more confident too.
Lin Feng suddenly stopped and then released a terrifying strength. He put his fingers on the weapon and continued carving more deployment marks.
"He's carving marks again?" the crowd frowned. He wasn't done?
"How courageous! He's making a double embryo and using two deployment spells!" thought the teacher who thought highly of Lin Feng. He had hope again.
This time, Lin Feng didn't carve the marks so quickly. He also didn't use immortal strength, instead they were pale and mysterious, nobody knew exactly what kind of marks he was carving.
"Is that wind or illusion strength?" thought the professor wearing golden-red clothes. That little boy's deployment spells were incredible, having exceeded all their expectations. No matter what the result of the tournament was, he wanted to invite Lin Feng to join him at Gold-Fire Tower. Even if he didn't make weapons, his deployment spells were useful.
The spear appeared indistinctly as lights and sharp energies rolled in waves. A powerful hurricane also formed.
"Weapon cloud!" the crowd was astonished. Lin Feng and Mu Lin Xue had created two embryos and a weapon cloud had appeared.
Kacha! An explosion sounded next to Lin Feng. Mu Lie and Mu Yu's faces were black after their cauldron had exploded. The tournament was over for them!
They both raised their heads and saw Lin Feng and Mu Lin Xue's weapon cloud. They were furious, were Lin Feng and Mu Lin Xue actually better than them?