Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Yang Xuan and Qii Zilei were spinning faster and faster.    

    

Suddenly, Yang Xuan looked in the direction of Qii Zilei and found that there was a nervous expression on Qii Zilei's face. His arms were also trembling. This shocked Yang Xuan. He knew that this was the sign that Qii Zilei couldn't control the power of the iron hammer.    

    

This made Yang Xuan pay more attention to Qii Zilei's movements.    

    

As expected, Qii Zilei's mood became more and more impatient. On the other side, the iron ingot in front of Yang Xuan was finally refined. The silver light faded away. Only a dull gray color remained, which represented this iron ingot. It had become a complete iron ingot.    

    

"You little brat, what right do you have to be faster than me?" Qii Zilei couldn't help but shout angrily in his heart. The iron hammer in his hand fiercely smashed onto the iron ingot.    

    

However, the strength of the last hammer made Qii Zilei's face change dramatically because he found that... The power of the hammer had completely exceeded his control. If he had stopped earlier, perhaps he wouldn't have faced such a predicament. However, Yang Xuan was a step faster than him, which made his heart burn with anxiety. Of course, he wouldn't stop.    

    

The powerful force made his wrist ache. He loosened his grip and the hammer flew out. Only then did Qii Zilei realize that the hammer was flying in the direction of the Qii family's disciples.    

    

"Not good. Old Sixth has lost control. Run!" Second Elder shouted out loudly. He raised up a spiritual shield, and the rest of the disciples also fled into the distance along with the rest of the disciples.    

    

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes. His gaze was as sharp as lightning.    

    

The final hammer smashed onto the iron ingot, causing Yang Xuan's body to move. He turned around again. Yang Xuan suddenly loosened his grip, and the iron hammer flew out of his hand at an extremely fast speed. The target was the head of the hammer that came out of Qii Zilei's hand.    

    

The two of them collided, and sparks flew. The hammer that Qii Zilei had thrown out of his hand was also smashed away by the head of the hammer in Yang Xuan's hand, and it was violently embedded into the wall on the other side.    

    

Everyone on the scene immediately cheered. Some cheered for Yang Xuan, and some felt lucky that they had just escaped death. But no matter which one it was, there was only one person they cheered for, and that was Yang Xuan.    

    

Only then did Yang Xuan wipe the sweat off his forehead and heave a sigh of relief. But on the other side, Qii Zilei looked at his hands in disbelief, his eyes filled with disbelief.    

    

Yang Xuan sighed helplessly. He came to Qii Zilei's side and patted his shoulder. He said, "It's alright. We are lucky that we didn't hurt anyone else."    

    

"I lost." Qii Zilei lowered his head and said to Yang Xuan in a somewhat disappointed manner.    

    

Yang Xuan looked at his expression and felt helpless. Of course, he knew that Qii Zilei was unwilling to lose this competition, but as a victor, it was impossible for him to comfort Qii Zilei. From the standpoint between the two of them, whatever Yang Xuan said to Qii Zilei now was like a mocking remark.    

    

However, the disappointment on Qii Zilei's face disappeared very quickly. He raised his head again and said to Yang Xuan with a smile, "It doesn't matter. We have a total of three matches and won two out of three. I won't lose to you anymore."    

    

Only then did Yang Xuan heave a sigh of relief. He smiled and said to Qii Zilei, "Do your best!"    

    

...    

    

The result of the first match ended with Yang Xuan's victory. Although this result was not a problem, the process of Yang Xuan's victory seemed a little dramatic.    

    

But winning was winning, so no one said anything. Qii Zilei himself was impatient, that was his problem.    

    

In the second round of the competition, Qii Zilei seemed to be quite confident.    

    

When Yang Xuan found out the content of the competition, he immediately understood why he was so confident.    

    

"This is a glove mold. In the next two hours. The two of you must forge a glove according to this mold and place it into the mold. Those who have a higher degree of compatibility with the mold will win this match. " Second Elder took out a mold from somewhere and placed it in front of the two of them. He said to the two of them.    

    

Yang Xuan was slightly surprised in his heart. He had never thought that there would be such a competition. Looking at Qii Zilei's relaxed expression, Yang Xuan knew that he was going to lose.    

    

"Can I go closer and take a look?" Although he was a little uncertain, he still wanted to win as much as possible.    

    

"No problem. As long as you don't move the mold, you can look, touch, and even measure it with tools." Second Elder said to Yang Xuan.    

    

Yang Xuan nodded and walked to the front of the mold. He closed his eyes, and the Divine Sense quickly swept across the mold. The shape of the mold was clearly remembered by Yang Xuan in his mind.    

    

Yang Xuan returned to the front of his iron furnace. Whether it was Qii Zilei or Yang Xuan, it was more than enough to make a glove in two hours. Therefore, he was not in a hurry.    

    

What Yang Xuan needed to do now was to disassemble several parts of the glove in his mind. He also wanted to know how to make the glove. An exquisite item like a glove was not like a weapon. If the weapon was forged, what would he be dissatisfied with? It can also be reforged in the furnace, but the gloves can't. Such fine things can't be modified.    

    

After thinking for a while, Yang Xuan threw the iron ingot into the furnace. He held the iron hammer in his hand. On the other side, Qii Zilei's speed was faster. He threw the iron ingot into the furnace. He had already started pulling the bellows.    

    

Both of them started to work hard. The surrounding people also held their breaths and focused. Even Second Elder from the Qii family had already made preparations and set up the spiritual shield in advance.    

    

The Whirlwind Hammer just now had opened everyone's eyes. This time, no one knew what kind of soul-stirring move they would use.    

    

There were two most troublesome parts about creating a glove. The tip of the finger and the palm part, but the other parts were not simple either. In order to create each part of the finger according to the length of the finger, there had to be room for movement.    

    

This was a technical task. Without sufficient experience, even the gloves that were made could not be worn on one's hands.    

    

Qii Zilei's hand had finished smelting the iron ingot. It landed on the anvil. The iron hammer hit the iron ingot. The iron ingot was divided into several small balls under the effect of the iron hammer.    

    

Seeing this, Yang Xuan no longer stared blankly and his hand movements became faster.    

    

In a corner of the courtyard of Qii family, Qii Lingfeng was sitting there. This old man who came with Yang Xuan didn't attract the attention of the people of Qii family. They only thought that he was Yang Xuan's follower.    

    

However, Qii Lingfeng looked at Qii Zilei with some surprise in his eyes. He said in a low voice, "How is this possible? I know the talent of the purple lightning. How could he cultivate the Nine Heart Lotus Hammer Technique?"