The seventh level of the trial tower!
A handsome young man looked at his opponent, who appeared like an exact copy of him, standing on the opposite side. A sharp and cold ray flashed past his eyes.
"So this is the test on the seventh level. That Lou Qianxue was defeated here?"
Whoosh!
With a cold expression, he instantly took out a three feet green sword. "Defeat myself? Today, I'll evaluate and see how well I've understood things while I was in seclusion!"
At the same time…
In the Refinery Union, Lu Liang worked up a sweat while trying his best at weapon refinery.
He focused and controlled the weapon flame with his right hand. Then, he cautiously carved the inscription on the body of the long sword.
After a long time, the inscription finally took shape.
Ci!
A sharp light flashed past the sword blade, and a quaint inscription instantly covered the body of the sword.
