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Chapter 1941

"Haha, this is also called a sword. I'm so funny." Seeing this scene, Zhong Feifei couldn't help but mock her.

"Feifei, have you forgotten the first sword you refined by yourself? You are not as good as Mr. Qin." Tie Chi scolded.

"Dad, why are you looking at outsiders? Besides, how old is that I was when I first practiced a sword."

Zhong Feifei blushed and complained: "Besides, haven't I refined the fourth-grade flying sword on the fifteenth day?"

"But look at Qin Cheng, I guess he will not be able to refine the fourth-grade flying sword in one hundred and fifty days." Zhong Feifei said proudly again.

"You underestimate the heroes of the world too much. I think the sword that Mr. Qin refined in fifteen days is stronger than yours." Tie Chi said.

"I don't believe it." Zhong Feifei obviously dissatisfied. He looked at Qin Cheng and said, "Hey, my father said you can refine a flying sword better than me. Do you have the courage to gamble?"

Qin Cheng was a little helpless. He was really shot while lying down. What he had to do with her?

"What kind of gambling do you want to bet?" Qin Cheng raised his eyebrows.

It's better to find a reason to save this woman from talking about her chest all day long.

"From today, fifteen days later, if you can refine a magic weapon that surpasses the texture of my plane, even if you win, you will lose."

Zhong Feifei's eyes flashed with cunning and said, "If you lose, you will teach me the techniques you used to control the flying sword."

"Is the sword control technique? This violent woman has a good vision." Qin Cheng nodded.

I killed the monsters all the way, but in order to find it troublesome, I will kill them with one blow, which also made Zhong Feifei see some clues.

"Okay, what if I win?" Qin Cheng said curiously.

"If you win, I won't mention that matter." Zhong Feifei's cheeks flashed with blush.

"What's the matter?" Tie Chi was confused.

"It's just a little bit." Qin Cheng's words almost made Zhong Feifei go wild again.

"This condition is not OK." Qin Cheng shook his head and said, "If I win, I have to give it to me all the demon pills you get along the way."

"Okay! I have quite a lot of demon pills in my hand, I'm afraid you are not qualified to take them away." Zhong Feifei snorted disdainfully.

"But there is another condition. If you lose, you will call me senior sister in the future."

"Then you have to call me uncle."

"Okay, just don't cry when you are down."

In the following time, Qin Cheng focused on refining weapons.

Although Zhong Feifei is not easy to get along with, she is not weak in strength. She protects her along the way, and everyone is not in danger.

Qin Cheng saw that Master Tie Chi was too hard to temper spiritual ore, so he had to come over some difficult things to temper. In addition to refining the weapon, he secretly helped remove some impurities with a ten thousand refining hammer.

However, Qin Cheng didn't dare to do it too fast. After all, the speed of refining spirit ore in ten thousand refining hammers is too terrible. Even if Master Tie Chi can trust it, once this news leaks out, it will cause an uproar. Even Master Tie Chi will inevitably be implicated.

I kept moving forward while I was knocking and hitting.

After the tenth day, Qin Cheng finally created the first fourth-grade flying sword, five days faster than Zhong Feifei.

Qin Cheng's speed made Zhong Feifei quite nervous, but after seeing the quality of this flying sword, Zhong Feifei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although they are all fourth-grade, your flying sword is not as high as mine, junior brother."

After making a judgment, Zhong Feifei became proud again and turned around and left.


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