The young man of Zixing held the half-cut knife, and his dull eyes were shocked. In fact, he knew that his knife was no match for the collision just now, but he had not come back to his senses until now. Before he came to compete for the second-level page membership, he never thought that this knife would be defeated.

In addition to the competition venue, Huo Xin, Tian Ming and several other members stood up at the same time. They were even more shocked than the young man in Zixing. In particular, Huo Xin almost glared out his eyes. He really couldn't believe the result he saw. This knife was forged by his teacher himself, and he also used the mutant sword-head grass leaf. How could he lose?

"Huo Xin, is this what you said to have an advantage?" A cold voice came out of Ye Zichen's mouth, and it was obvious from her expression that she was very dissatisfied.

Huo Xin's face turned red and he felt like he was slapped in the face. He did swear just now, believing that the thick-backed knife had the advantage and would definitely win. But the final result was very different, and the defeat was too thorough, which made people cut it off. Therefore, the words Ye Zichen asked made him lose face.

Not far away from them, Song Xiacheng also stood up, but his emotions were completely opposite to Huo Xin and others. He was happy. The moment Yang Dongqing cut off his opponent's thick-back knife, he felt the urge to shout good. The purpose of his creation of this knife was to exhale, and now the purpose has been achieved.

After a moment, Song Xiacheng's gaze retracted, looked at Huo Xin and Tian Ming who were stunned beside him, walked out with a smile, and shouted to Yang Dongqing: "Boy, you're doing a good job."

Huo Xin and Tian Ming looked at him and saw Song Xiacheng greeting Yang Dongqing, and their hearts were shocked. Then they suddenly remembered that when they met Song Xiacheng two days ago, it seemed that Yang Dongqing was next to him.

"They are together... This lancet is Song Xiacheng..." These people had such an idea at the same time.

"Old Song, this knife was forged by Master Huang? I didn't expect that Master Huang who has not seen him for more than ten years would appear." After a moment of silence, Tian Ming asked loudly.

In fact, the reason why they excluded Song Xiacheng was because he had no backer. Master Huang had not seen any trace for more than ten years. Everyone thought he was dead, while others had teachers, so of course they had to exclude those who had no backer.

However, when Song Xiacheng took out such a knife, they didn't believe it was forged by him, and they all thought that Wong Tai Sin had appeared again.

Song Xiacheng chuckled and said, "Sorry, I forged this knife, not my master!"

"This is impossible, you are lying." Huo Xin immediately shouted, the thick-backed knife was forged by his teacher himself, and how could the more powerful Lancet be created by Song Xiacheng himself? Doesn't this mean that his forging level is too poor?

"I have images of the entire forging process. Do you believe it or not change the facts." Song Xiacheng shook his head disdainfully and walked towards the fence.

At this time, except Huo Xin, the others looked at Song Xiacheng with different eyes and felt quite uncomfortable. Since there was an image of the forging process, it must have been created by Song Xiacheng. When did Song Xiacheng become so powerful that he could actually create such a powerful weapon? What's even more embarrassing is that they drove them away at the beginning.

"Old Song, it seems that you can return to the Forging Association. We have said before that the knife you make is more than the thick-backed knife..." Tian Ming was speaking, and his eyes were shiny at the moment. If you could see the forging process of the Lancet, the benefits would never be worse than the manuscript of Master Kantian.

"Yes, Lao Song, you can come back now." The others nodded. They were surprised that Song Xiacheng's forging technology also had the same thoughts as Tian Ming.

Huo Xin's face turned pale and wanted to object, but there was no excuse.

Song Xiacheng's eyes swept across the faces of several people. The feeling of being proud made him feel as comfortable as if he had been bathed in a hot spring. His pores were opened all over his body, and the anger he had suppressed before was gone.

However, he did not agree to the other party's request, and waved his hand disdainfully and said, "No need!" Such an association would not go back even if he knelt down and begged him. Even if he could see Master Tian's manuscript, he would not bother with these people again.

Then he glanced at Huo Xin again, ignored the few people, turned around and continued to walk towards the fence. He wanted to thank Yang Dongqing. If it weren't for the mutated iron willow and mutated sword front grass, he wouldn't have let out the anger in his heart so quickly.

Huo Xin's lungs were about to explode at this moment. Song Xiacheng's last look at him contained too many meanings, such disdain, contempt, and contempt. Such eyes almost made him crazy, as if asking him: "Are you still proud?"

Tian Ming and others' faces were not good-looking, and Song Xiacheng refused to return, which was considered as slapped all of them in the face in public.

"Hmph!" Huo Xin snorted heavily, turned around and left, not even Ye Zichen. At this moment, he had no face to stay still.

The same was true for Tian Ming and the others, hurriedly stood up and followed Huo Xin.

Ye Zichen did not stop Huo Xin, nor did he make any reason to stop them. They were just cooperative relationships, and there was also a powerful teacher behind them.

However, her eyes looked at Huo Xin very badly, and her charm and charm of adults were replaced by murderous intentions...

Their dispute actually caused no big disturbance, because the other people's attention was not on their side, but on Yang Dongqing. Although they were surprised that the lancet could cut the thick-backed knife, these people were more greedy.

"Turlan, you're sure you won't take action, so many people are watching. If you're too late, it's just..." Lao Zhou still didn't give up and asked in a low voice.

"Listen to me, if you don't believe me, you will be unlucky if you do it first." Turlan said.

"Old Zhou, Tuerlan is right. Whoever falls into this knife will become the target of public criticism." Dera nodded.

On the other side, Dark and two tall lizard men slowly got up and turned to leave the top floor.

When they moved, they seemed to remind everyone that everyone who watched stood up and walked out. However, their pace was not fast.

"Boy, let's go too." Song Xiacheng came to the fence and raised his hand to greet him.

Yang Dongqing nodded and walked over. As soon as the competition result came out, he was already a member of the second-level page and there was no need to stay here to go through any procedures.

"Boy, let's go quickly, this knife has been targeted." When Yang Dongqing walked in, Song Xiazhen whispered. He had experienced a lot of things, and of course he had seen the danger long ago.

"I know, you can leave with the knife later. You are a level 5 master. With this knife in your hand, I guess no one is your opponent." Yang Dongqing of course also saw that the situation was not good, and handed the Lancet over as he spoke.

But just as he reached out to hand the knife, a figure suddenly turned around and rushed towards them.
Chapter completed!