Chapter 2597: Half-Artifact

e clothes looked extremely eye-catching, and with their long hair flowing in the wind, they had a feeling of an immortal descending to earth.Most importantly, this guy wasn't riding any boats. He was...The stands were packed with spectators, their blood pumping, practically vibrating with excitement as they waited for the final match.

The first three matches were all about refining weapons, which seemed relatively monotonous. However, the final match was a sword duel, much more exciting than the previous ones.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the fourth round of the competition finally began, with all twenty-two contestants ascending the Alchemy Tower.

After reaching the top of the tower, Ye Bufan was not polite at all. He took a step directly onto the fifth floor of the alchemy tower, overlooking the crowd below from a high position.

"Kid, get down here! That's not where you belong!"

Lu Chaoyang's face was gloomy, and his killing intent was palpable.

Only the victors are allowed to ascend to the fifth level, and now the other party is standing there directly, which is obviously a humiliation to him and the Lu family.

Ye Bufan stared at the sword he had just forged: "I name this sword Zhuxie. I will use it to slay demons and exorcise evils!"

"What an arrogant young man, you are challenging everyone with this."

The host, Rude Ren, made a statement that seemed to be condemning Ye Bufan, but in fact, it was laying the groundwork for the upcoming siege.

"Okay, the competition has begun!"

"Arrogant little brat, let me see how powerful the spirit sword you've forged is!"

The first one to step forward was Lu Youjian, as the core of the Lu family for three generations, he had his own pride and did not intend to join hands with others but drew his sword first.

With a loud shout, a black short sword slashed through the air, heading straight for Ye Bufan.

In his eyes, the other party was refining a top-grade magic weapon, and his sword was also a top-grade magic weapon. Even if he couldn't win, he wouldn't be much weaker than the other party.

"Trash, you're still far behind!"

A disdainful glint flashed in Ye Bufan's eyes. With a flick of his finger, the Zhuxie Sword in his hand flew out.

This round is about swordplay. It has nothing to do with the cultivator's cultivation or swordsmanship. Both swords flew into the air, like two streaks of light converging towards each other.

The competition between Spirit Swords is simple and brutal, a test of who is more resilient, sharper, and more imposing.

Under the intense gazes of everyone, two swords clashed together in a flash.

But the earth-shattering scene that was imagined did not appear, and everything was so ordinary instead.

With a click, the Zhuxian Sword swept past, returning to Ye Bufan's hand in an instant.

Looking again at the black sword, it first hovered in mid-air for a moment before snapping in two and clattering to the ground.

"Uh…"

Everyone present was shocked. They had thought that all the artifacts were top-grade and should have been evenly matched, but they never expected such a huge gap.

The most shocking thing was Lu Youjian. He thought very highly of himself, believing that he was the best refiner in the Lu family.

If it weren't for his low status and seniority, he would have even wanted to seize the title of Kunlun Artifact God this time.

I originally thought that the sword I had forged would at least be on par with the opponent's, but I never expected it to become scrap metal after just one clash. The gap in strength is truly astonishing.

Lu Chaoyang frowned, apparently not expecting this outcome.

"We'll all work together. I don't believe one sword can defeat so many of us."

After he finished speaking, he took the lead in unsheathing the long sword in his hand. The sword was four feet long, thin as a cicada's wing, with a menacing sword qi and shimmering light. It was clearly also an extraordinary spiritual weapon.

Beside him, Rude also presented the sword he had just forged. It was a gigantic broadsword, eight feet long and a foot wide, looking like half a door panel, so large it was astonishing.

At the same time, the remaining dozen or so disciples of the Lu family also drew their own swords.

For a time, the entire Alchemy Tower was filled with sword energy, overwhelming Ye Bufan and charging towards him.

“This…”

Wen Ding's expression changed drastically. Although he knew Lu Chaoyang wanted to deal with Ye Bufan, he still had to consider some face.

But the truth was beyond his comprehension. The people from the Lu family were shameless, attacking a young man of about twenty years old all together.

Others watching were also surprised. No one expected that a competition intended to select the strongest contenders would turn into an attack on a single individual right from the start.

At this moment, everyone was sweating for the young man in front of them. After all, he was facing a dozen strong opponents who were charging at him all at once.

And just then, a ringing sound echoed through the air. The Zhuxie Sword soared into the sky, suspended in mid-air.

At this moment, it shines brilliantly, its sword qi sharp and menacing, radiating an endless aura of power.

Next, a shocking scene unfolded. The spirit swords released by Lu Chaoyang and the others actually stopped in mid-air at this moment, trembling incessantly, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying.

"This...this...it's not a flying artifact, it's a semi-divine weapon!"

Looking at the Zhenshen Sword floating in mid-air, Wen Ding couldn't help but let out an exclamation of surprise, followed by a look of excitement all over his face.

Rude also discovered the difference of Zhuxie Sword, kept shaking his head, with an expression of disbelief.

"Impossible, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

He uttered three impossibilities in one breath, not without reason, but because they were simply too outlandish to believe.

During the year's refining competition, Lu Chao Zong refined a divine weapon, but it was under specific circumstances.

Since it was freehand creation at the time, all the refining materials were self-prepared.

And at that time, he just happened to have gathered enough materials for refining divine weapons. Combined with his unique forging skills, he personally created a divine weapon - the Dragon Slaying Sword!

But things are different now. Now, a prescribed project is used, and the refining materials are all prepared by the Lu family. Everyone has the same materials and can only refine at most an excellent spirit tool.

As the saying goes, even a skilled cook can't make a meal without rice. Crafting divine weapons requires not only profound forging skills but also suitable materials.

And this young man had actually used ordinary materials to forge a semi-divine artifact, demonstrating his profound mastery of crafting. Looking across the entire Lu family, no one could compare to him.

Even if the legendary Kunlun artifact master Lu Chao Zong were here, I doubt he could do it.

That's also why the previous test area's limit was set to top-grade spiritual artifacts, so it didn't detect that this was a half-divine artifact.

Not only was he shocked, but all the Lu family members present were completely thrown into panic. Although the opponent was only a semi-artifact, it still had an overwhelming advantage over a top-grade spirit weapon.

To put it mildly, in the face of the Zhuxie Sword, their refined spirit swords were little different from trash, with absolutely no resistance.

"Clang!"

Another sword cry rang out, the Zhuxie Sword moved again, transforming into a skyful of sword beams and slashing towards the dozen or so spirit swords before it.

"Click...click...click!"

The sound of spirit swords being broken rang out one after another. In the blink of an eye, all the spirit swords refined by Lu Zhaoyang and others were shattered into scrap metal with a clatter.

"Uh..."

Everyone present was stunned into silence. This gap was too big, no wonder people said before that the Lu family were all trash.

Compared to the spirit swords crafted by others, these in their hands were absolute scrap metal, just garbage.

"Long live Brother Ye!"

Chen Youyou, Jiang Fangzhou and others cheered, applauding Ye Bufan's performance.

Some families rejoice while others grieve. At this moment, the people of the Lu family all have pale faces, are covered in dirt and dust, and have completely fallen into despair.

They were originally famous for their smithing across the Kunlun Continent. Now, the title of Kunlun Divine Weapon Maker has been forcibly snatched away from them, which is undoubtedly a catastrophic disaster for them.

Wen Ding burst into laughter, excitedly saying: "The four-wheel race is over. Shouldn't the Grand Elder announce the results now"hangyuan, the master of the Jiujian Sect, equally murderous. It's just that he hadn't found a suitable opportunity to strike before.Since everyone feels that way, I have no objections.Although Feng M...