"My arm, my arm!" Holding her broken upper limb tightly, Gong Jing yelled like crazy, almost collapsed in pain.

What he is most proud of is the right fist that is enhanced by the refining technique.

However, Xiao Yang just smashed his hand and his arm together with a single blow.

This is undoubtedly a huge blow to him.

more importantly.

His refining device relied on both arms, and the broken right arm, unless it was refilled with a precious pill, even if it regrown, it would have a huge impact on the refining device.

"Broken?" Yu Qing trembled wildly.

What kind of power is this.

Is Xiao Yang still a human?

"I have satisfied your and my desire for boxing. If nothing else, let's get off the fluorite boat. I don't want to see a fly spinning around on this boat." Xiao Yang calmly retracted his right hand.

If it weren't for Guan Yi's anxious appearance, let him know that killing Gongjing would make the old lonely embarrassed, Gongjing would be broken, but there would be more than one arm.

"Xiao Yang!"

Staring at Xiao Yang with a splitting eye, Gong Jing's spiritual door next to him made a humming roar, and a mysterious bird gleaming with thunder leaped out of it.

Xuan Thunderbird, second-order higher throne-level spirit beast, thunder attribute.

However, this mysterious bird is different.

There was a deep depression on its back, as if a piece of it had been dug out by something, Xiao Yang's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Gathering Thunder Terrace!"

In Gongjing's fierce roar, the spider-like mystic iron limbs protruded from behind the black thunderbird, and stepped on its fluff with a snap.

There are eight Xuantie thin limbs.

As soon as they appeared, there was a thundercloud gushing out of the sky above the cabin, and thunder light with the thickness of arms smashed down from them, falling on the thin limbs of the profound iron.

"Huh!"

The Xuan Thunderbird's thunder light shone, and it cried in pain.

Its breath is rising steadily.

Third order.

Fourth order.

Level five.

Finally, it didn't stop until the fifth stage.

Yu Qing laughed loudly: "Fifth-rank Xuan Thunderbird, Xiao Yang, you are dead! You idiot, really think that you are invincible as a seventh-rank alchemist? You try to be arrogant again!"

Tier 5 Xuan Thunderbird!

After using the refining technique to improve, Xuan Thunderbird can indeed fight the black dragon.

Many people were secretly surprised.

Xiao Yang was mostly planted this time.

"In this way, your Xuan Thunderbird can be greatly improved, but the load on its body is also extremely serious. After a few times, its body will burst." Xiao Yang frowned, seeing through.

He is now a fifth-grade refiner.

Although it is still unable to compare with Gong Jing who has studied the refining technique for decades, it is still not difficult to see that this device has caused great damage to the Xuan Thunderbird, and even damaged the foundation.

"There are so many spirit beasts like Xuan Thunderbird in the spirit beast store, I'm afraid I won't be able to buy a second one?" Gong Jing sneered at Xiao Yang, showing no affection for his Xuan Thunderbird.

"You used the weapon refining technique wrong." Xiao Yang frowned slightly.

"I'm a sixth-grade refiner, do you want to teach?"

Glancing at Xiao Yang contemptuously, Gong Jing mocked: "Do you know what refining art is? Only an idiot who knows alchemy! I was exposed to refining art at the age of thirteen, and became a second-rank alchemist at the age of fifteen. I was promoted to the third rank at the age of nine, and to the fourth rank at the age of twenty-four. Now, I am twenty-nine and rank six!"

"What can you be proud of about something that is so easy to improve with alchemy? If you have the ability, you can see if you become a refiner. You don't even understand the book of instruments!"

Gong Jing's voice was full of a sense of superiority.

This situation is not uncommon.

Just as the alchemist looked down on the array mage, the puppet master looked down on the puppet master, and the puppet master looked down on the caster. This kind of inexplicable chain of contempt, I don't know when it started.

In Gong Jing's heart.

Refining art is the most difficult to improve, and refining masters are the rarest, so the status on the mainland should be the highest. As a result, some idiots actually respect alchemists.

All idiots without knowledge!

"Yes, the alchemist is nothing precious, the refiner is the one. Give him ten years, he won't become a first-grade refiner!" Yu Qing smiled.

As long as a normal person knows that the alchemist is noble than the refiner, she is no exception.

But she just wanted to be angry with Xiao Yang.

"Why do you think it is difficult to improve the refining technique?" Xiao Yang looked at Gong Jing calmly.

"Because I am a genius and you are an idiot. Even if you can be promoted to the seventh-rank career, how difficult can it be? It's all rubbish." Gong Jing said with a sense of superiority.

"is it."

Faintly stretched out his hand, Xiao Yang flicked with his fingers, and a bullet-like iron ball flew out, turning into a mechanical bird in the sound of clicking.

"Xuan Tieniao?" Gong Jing was slightly startled.

Learning Iron Birds can only be made by a Level 5 Refining Master, and he is a Level 5 Refining Master who has been immersed for a long time. He was already over 26 years old when he could make a Black Iron Bird.

It was much bigger than Xiao Yang now.

"Where did you come from?"

After recovering from the shock, Gong Jing sneered: "I know~lightnovelpub.net~There are so many shops in Wucheng, where did you buy it and how much did you spend? I was 20 When you are five years old, you can refine it yourself, and only incompetent people like you can buy it with spirit jade, pitiful."

"Crack!"

Without saying a word, Xiao Yang waved his sleeves and a piece of ore and special objects floated up. Then his hands quickly shuttled, starting to splice at a dazzling speed.

"Fire!"

Xiao Yang opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of white flames.

Ordinary refiners need to use an object called flint to provide flames, which is much lower than the requirements of alchemists, and there is no need to force spiritual master attributes.

He is a fire spirit spiritualist, and does not need to resort to other items.

"This is... refining technique?" Gong Jing was dumbfounded.

What Xiao Yang did was clearly a necessary step for refining.

Isn't Xiao Yang a seventh-rank alchemist? How can he refine weapons?

Damn it!

At the same time, the inside of the cabin was also fried.

"Master Xiao is a refiner? Why don't I know."

"Never heard of it, let's take a look."

"I heard that the black iron bird was only made by a fifth-grade refiner. Ordinary people want to be promoted to a fifth-grade refiner, ranging from 30 years to 50 or 60 years. Genius like Gongjing, after all, is a minority. ."

"If Master Xiao can also make it, then refresh the Southern Region's record of crafting masters!"

In an uproar, Xiao Yang's hands were like flying flowers picking leaves, one by one ore, he melted into exquisite parts, and then assembled them together.

After a long while.

In the horrified eyes, Xiao Yang waved casually.

"Crack!"

As if alive, the mechanism bird hovered and flew above the cabin together with the black iron bird just now, making a metal-specific sound, creaking.

Xuan Tie Niao, successful manufacturing!

(End of this chapter)