With a wave of the tall man's big sleeves, the aura around his body dispersed, and the flames on the sword suddenly escaped, completely present in front of everyone.
The sword body was lingering with the lingering spiritual energy, although it did not replenish the spirit, it still made everyone in the audience exclaim in excitement.
The tall young man could no longer conceal the joy and arrogance in his heart. Holding the sword in his right hand, he paced forward slowly, facing the crowd, raising his arms, the sword pointed at the sky!
Holding the sword, the tall man scanned the remaining eight people, and shouted: "Do you have a way to beat me?"
The waning moon was shining brightly, and the night wind blew across the stone platform, everyone was quiet, and no one answered. Even if he was holding a sword tempered by the spirit of clear water, the middle-aged man lowered his head and said nothing. He could not beat the spirit of scarlet fire!
"Master Sister, did Bufan lose?" The women felt regretful. Although they had only been with Yun Bufan for a few days, they all liked this lively boy very much. Seeing the clothed boy with low hair on the stage, they felt in their hearts. It's not good either.
Jingyue didn't know how to answer this, so she could only watch the boy without saying a word.
Seeing that no one answered, the tall young man gave a cold smile, walked in front of the old man, presented his sword to the latter, and said, "Senior, please judge!"
The white-haired old man took the sword, stretched out a dry old hand, flicked the blade slightly, flicked his fingers, and then made a sharp clanking sound.
Li Lao nodded slightly, handed the sword back to the tall man, looked at the crowd, and muttered: "In the eyes of the old man, this little brother's sword is better forged than other contestants. If you have no other means, Then I will announce the winner of this Fire Fighting Festival!"
"Is the contest over?"
"This year's competition is much more exciting than in previous years!" The audience sighed, each with different thoughts.
With her high cheekbones folded her hands on her chest, she looked at the dull-faced girls with teasing expressions, "Huh, what if you pass the first level, you still can't avoid the fate of failure, boy!"
Li Lao turned around and glanced at the mayor in Chinese clothes. Seeing the latter nodded, the old man turned his head, scanned the crowd under the stage, glanced at Yun Bufan, who bowed his head and said without a trace, and said: "This time The winner of the Fire Fighting Festival is ``````"
"Wait!"
Hearing the crisp sound that echoed in the night, everyone turned their eyes to the young man on the stage.
"What! Does this young man have any means to use it?"
"I think it's unwilling to be reconciled, procrastinate for time! Even if there is still a means, there is not much time left, alas, I am tired of coming back!"
The tall man's face became cold, and then he returned to normal, staring at Yun Bufan and said, "My sword is forged with spiritual fire. Is there any way for the little brother to turn the tide!"
Yun Bufan raised his head, revealing a slightly immature face, and said, "Although it is forged by spiritual fire, but the spiritual energy is not truly integrated into the sword, it is not a real spiritual sword!"
The tall man snorted coldly and said, "Even so, I'm afraid the little brother can't even send out the spirit fire!"
"In that case, I will let you see what a real spirit sword is!"
The tall man's complexion was stagnant, he put his big sleeves back, but didn't say much! "Little brother, since you are not convinced, you can naturally use all means, but I have to remind you that there is still half a cup of tea before the end of the competition!" Li Lao looked at the boy who had already gotten up and reminded.
"Enough!"
Seeing the changes on the stage, the women couldn't help worrying again after a burst of joy.
"Senior Sister, Bufan has no spiritual power, how can he surpass that tall man?"
"Let's take a look! I want to come and he has his own plan!"
I saw Yun Bufan put the fully formed iron sword on the ground, got up and walked towards the edge of the stone platform. Regardless of everyone’s surprised gaze, Yun Bufan took three torches from the stone platform, and then folded back to the iron platform. Next to the sword.
"It turns out that he wanted to use the scarlet fire spirit on the torch to make up for it!" Jingyue suddenly understood Yun Bufan's intentions.
Yun Bufan picked up the iron sword on the ground and put the three torches together to form a fire. The three sources of fire fuse together, creating a wave of fire, full of violence.
"It deserves to be the Spirit of Scarlet Fire, it can still exude such a momentum without human control!" Even after a few steps away from the fire, he still felt a compelling heat.
The young man held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, concentrated for a moment, pinched a mysterious gesture with his right hand, and then squeezed on the flames of the fire. The whole wave of fire immediately condensed into a fire python, and the snake letter continued to spit out. Swept toward Yun Bufan with a sound, choose someone to eat!
The latter snorted coldly, pinched a fire lotus with his right hand, and strangled the fire snake seven inches away. The fire snake screamed, and the snake's tail patted wildly, spreading the flames to the ground.
"It's really a snake!" Everyone was shocked, and they didn't expect the spirit of the scarlet fire to condense into a snake. The tall man and the high cheekbones looked ugly, but they were also shocked.
The masked woman, the mayor and others were also amazed by the juvenile's shocking methods. Looking at the girls again, the previous gloomy expression was swept away, and her mouth opened in exclamation!
Yun Bufan looked at the struggling fire snake in his eyes, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend, his arm swung, and sent the fire snake to the body of Iron Sword. He only heard a whistle, and the whole six-foot python merged into the sword. Inside, the sword body immediately emits a burst of red glow, and the whole body is lingering, which is really dazzling!
The young man didn't hesitate, pinched a magic trick again, and condensed a big snake, sending the spirit snake into the sword as before. In no time, the spirit fire of the entire fire was cast in the sword in the hands of the young man.
Looking at the spirit sword in his hand, Yun Bufan shook his head, came to the outer edge of the stone platform again, took three torches, and re-built them into a pile of fire. Everyone was shocked!
The masked woman stared straight at the young man's back. I didn't expect the latter to have such a high level of attainment in the field of forgers at such an age.
After using up the nine spiritual fires, Yun Bufan wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and then nodded in satisfaction. "After all, it is the first time to replenish the soul. I didn't expect it to be so hard. It seemed quite simple to watch the old man's presentation at the beginning!"
"It's time!"
"Little brother, has your sword been forged?" Li Lao stroked his beard and looked at the sweaty young man.
"Senior, all right!" Yun Bufan handed the sword in his hand to the white-haired old man.
After the latter took the sword and looked at it for a while, he found that the sword in his hand seemed to be overflowing with spirit. The old man couldn't help but nodded and admired him, "Yes, yes! It is indeed a veritable spirit sword. !"
Li Lao cast his admiring eyes on Yun Bufan, then turned to face everyone in the audience, and said loudly: "Well, I now announce that the final winner of this competition is this little brother!"
Everyone underneath cheered and congratulated. Jingyue and other women couldn't hide the joy in their hearts, and some couldn't help cheering. But the high cheekbones in the crowd cast a serpent-like look at Yun Bufan on the stage.
"Senior, I'm not convinced!" The tall young man stepped forward and said to Li Lao. "Oh, you doubt the old man's appreciation level!"
"Don't dare, I just want to confirm this result further!"
"Then how do you want to confirm!" Li Lao Wei thoughtfully said. "It's very simple, just let the two swords hit each other and see who breaks first!"
Li Lao looked at Yun Bufan on the side, "What do you think of little brother?"
"Just follow him!"
Li Lao took the sword in the hands of the tall man, shook his hands to each other at the same time. I saw a glimmering light flashing by, and then heard a click, everyone couldn't help but want to see the situation inside Translucent Guanghua. After the brilliance dissipated, the tall man's sword was broken from the middle, and Yun Bufan's spirit sword was not damaged at all!
"Brother can you be convinced!"
The tall man looked ugly, snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and walked off the stage without looking back.