Chapter 1690 A false reputation?

Although the first round of the competition in the weapon field was not as lively and spectacular as the nearly two hundred thousand monks fighting in the martial arts competition, the tense and fierce atmosphere immediately spread in the fairy mirror space.

"Why is there no movement from Tang Huan from Huanglong Tianfu until now?"

On the empty corridor, Jiang Baimei frowned.

She didn't have the slightest fondness for Tang Huan, and because of Tang Huan's sarcasm, many sects in Chimangtian prepared to summon participating Tiangong, and the exchange event held was also ruined. So, even after so much time,

God, when she mentioned "Tang Huan", she was still filled with anger.

"Could it be that his sensing ability is too poor and he didn't detect even a single 'immortal Dao Yuan'?" Xie Feichen speculated with some confusion.

"No way."

Hearing this, Xue Yu shook his head almost without hesitation and said, "That Tang Huan has extremely high attainments in Qi Dao. He is also a second-grade queen, and has been promoted to a top-grade Tiangong. Those middle-grade Tiangong have already found many 'immortal Tiangong'

Yuan', how could he not even find a single 'Immortal Heaven Dao Yuan'?"

"Is it possible that he, a top-grade heavenly craftsman, just has a false reputation?" Xie Feichen asked doubtfully.

"Based on my experience, he might still be a middle-grade Heavenly Worker, not a high-grade Heavenly Worker. If he says he is a top-grade Heavenly Worker, we have to believe it? Has anyone seen him forge a high-grade Taoist artifact with his own eyes?" Jiang Baimei couldn't help but sneer.

He shouted, not hiding the sarcasm in his expression.

"..."

When Xue Yu heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Indeed, the identity of top-grade Tiangong came only from Tang Huan's own words. Among them, none of them had ever seen the top-grade Taoist tools forged by Tang Huan.

Who knows if this high-quality Taoist weapon was forged by Tang Huan himself?

…

"Brother Hou, in this first round of the weapon field competition, your King Lin from the 'Huang Shen Palace' will definitely win the first place." Where the monks from the Huang Shen Palace gathered, an old man in red robe couldn't help but smile.

“The first round has just started, so it’s hard to make a conclusion until it’s over.”

The man called "Brother Hou" by the old man in red robe was Hou Jun, the elder of Huangshen Palace. Hearing this, he shook his head quite reservedly, but the smile on his brows and the hint of pride could not be concealed at all.

On the martial arts field, Liu Haoge, who thought he could hit the top spot, only got fourth place, which was indeed a bit unexpected. Liu Haoge, who thought he was at the peak of the ninth rank of Tianhou, would be defeated by Leng Qingqiu of Ice Emperor Valley, no matter how bad he was.

He came in second place, but unexpectedly not only did Leng Qingqiu's ranking surpass him, but even Yun Sui from Yao Guangtian's "Tibetan Taoist Sect" and Hua Die from Ziyuntian's "Nine Colors Immortal Sect" were ranked above Liu Haoge.

However, Liu Haoge made a mistake in the martial arts field, but Lin Siwei was in the weapons field, so there would be no accidents.

Because Lin Siwei is not only a strong person at the level of a heavenly king, but also a heavenly craftsman... In today's competition field in the Immortal Mirror Space, no weapon refiner can surpass her in rank.

"Brother Hou is so humble." The old man in red robe laughed hoarsely.

"..."

…

"What is he doing? He hasn't done anything for so long?"

On the other side of the void corridor, Pan Le frowned involuntarily.

Just like the previous martial arts competition, the people on the corridor can also sense the aura of many Tiangong in the round bubble, and can clearly see their actions. There are tens of thousands of Tiangong in the arena, and almost everyone has taken action.

After grabbing the "Immortal Daoyuan", only Tang Huan and a dozen or so people remained motionless.

He knew that all those people were all famous and top-grade heavenly craftsmen in various heavens.

Just like Lin Siwei from Xuandu Tian's "Desolate God Palace", she is now seven hundred years old and her cultivation has entered the realm of a lower heavenly king. She was already a top grade heavenly craftsman four hundred years ago and was promoted to a heavenly grade heavenly craftsman more than ten years ago.

It is unknown how she forges heavenly-grade Taoist tools, but there are numerous high-grade Taoist tools that can be forged by her hands. In this "Wanyu Taoist Art" competition, she is the only one.

A heavenly craftsman.

Another example is Kang Yuan of Brahma Letian's "Piaomiao Immortal Mansion". He is now more than 800 years old. He was promoted from a middle-grade Tiangong to a high-grade Tiangong almost three hundred years ago. He has also forged a large number of high-quality Taoist tools and has extremely high attainments.

Astonishing, in Brahma Lotte, he is the number one person in the world of top-grade heavenly craftsmanship.

Other top-grade heavenly craftsmen are also outstanding in every heaven.

They are not taking action at this moment, they must be thinking of sensing all the "immortal Daoyuan" before taking action, but what about Tang Huan?

He also has the same plan?

Pan Le's thoughts were racing, he was a little suspicious of Tang Huan's intentions, but he was also looking forward to Tang Huan's strange and eye-catching performance. He was very eager to know whether Tang Huan was really as he had guessed before.

The weapon refiner who forged many perfect Taoist weapons.

"Don't be anxious, take your time, it's still early." The woman in black next to her glanced at Pan Le and smiled slightly, her expression still calm.

"..."

…

Within the Immortal Mirror Space, almost every move of the participating Tiangong attracts the attention of many monks. Unknowingly, those figures who were originally standing still also took action one after another.

Within the round bubble, a figure quickly swam through the thick white mist like a butterfly piercing a flower, which was pleasing to the eye. It was a woman in green clothes with a beautiful face and a graceful figure, and her white and beautiful jade hands grabbed her out like lightning from time to time.

, there are more and more "Xiantian Daoyuan" as small as silk in the palm.

In another round bubble, a tall and burly young man's body remained motionless, but the white mist swirling around him seemed to be strongly pulled, gathering towards where he was standing, and became thicker and thicker in an instant.

Afterwards, the young man seemed to be covered by a giant cocoon.

Within another round bubble...

…

"It's time to take action."

Tang Huan breathed a sigh of relief, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a confident smile flashed in his eyes.

After the first round of the equipment competition officially started, Tang Huan no longer paid attention to the movements around him. His mind was completely immersed in the white mist around him.

"Chi! Chi—"

After an instant, Tang Huan stretched out his right arm, and with his fingers like pincers, he pierced into the white mist as fast as he could, and then pulled out from the mist. With every move in and out, there would be a tiny thread between his fingers.

"Immortal Daoyuan". Tang Huan's expression was calm, his mind was leisurely, and his movements were smooth and flowing without any pause. However, more and more "Immortal Daoyuan" he pinched out of the mist with his fingers became more and more.

Ten ways...twenty ways...forty ways...eighty ways...
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