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Chapter 2014 Moriyama Sorajin(2/2)

Liu Wuxie was not a soft persimmon. After speaking, she stood up and saw off the guests directly.

"Farewell, I'll come back to visit Young Master Liu in a few days."

Pan Rengui picked up the storage ring and left the Yuan family.

He did not leave Qingxia City, but stayed.

Watching Pan Rengui leave, a sneer appeared on Liu Wuxie's lips: "In a few days, you may have to kneel down and beg me. It's not just as simple as making up for the rent for fifteen years, but you have to pay me back with interest."

The Yuan family has returned to calm, and the weapon refining conference has entered its third day.

Having eliminated 99% of the human weapon refining masters, Yuan Guanghuan's weapon refining skills gradually became familiar to everyone.

"Strange, the Yuan family's weapon refining skills have improved a lot this year compared to last year."

There was a lot of discussion outside the stadium. Many people thought that Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion would definitely win the championship again this year. Yuan Guanghuan's sudden rise cast a shadow over Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion.

There are a steady stream of monks arriving around Qingxia Pit, and Pan Rengui is one of them.

"Liu Wuxie dared to go to Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion to collect rent. He really didn't know how to live or die."

When he learned that Liu Wuxie had come to Qingxia City to collect rent, Pan Rengui had a sarcastic look on his lips.

The last critical moment finally arrived. Only ten people entered the finals, three from the Yuan family, five from the Hulin Refining Pavilion, and two from the other two families.

They all hope to become champions.

Rest for half an hour and prepare for the final round of refining.

"Huan'er, the Yuan family depends on you."

In the past three days, Yuan Xiangtian never left Qingxia Pit and watched the weapon refining conference the entire time.

"Grandpa, don't worry, the champion must be our Yuan family."

Yuan Guang took a pill, recovered a lot of his immortal energy, and walked towards the field.

Over at the Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion, five masters of the refining were accepting Ranhu's instructions.

"Whoever wins the championship will be rewarded with five million immortal stones and given the title of Supreme Elder."
Chapter completed!
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