C327 Lunatic

As the crowd listened to Tang Qi's introduction, they then looked at the surrounding young refiners who were in high spirits or in low spirits, and when they walked past this square, their eyes that seemed like they were on a pilgrimage, had a direct feeling towards Clear Sky City, the Tang Clan, and the Refiners' Competition's weight in the hearts of these refiners.

After they passed that square, they would reach the registration point for the Refiners' Competition.

It was another high platform with a row of Tang Clan registration points on it, and in front of these registration points, there was a line of young refiners like a long line of them.

Tang Qi pointed at the registration spots and said: "Even as early as ten days ago, we already started accepting applications, but because there are so many people who have come, and also need to be screened out. Some people who aren't refiners also want to join in the fun, so even until now, there are still people who haven't finished registering."

Everyone nodded slightly.

Previously, he only knew that this Refiner's Competition had attracted almost all of the young refiners from the continent, but now he knew what kind of explosive scene it was.

With so many days of registration and so many registration points, this registration period actually still extended for more than half a month. From this, it could be seen how many refiners had come to register.

Clearly, in the end, only the top thousand would have the chance to step onto that square and display their skills in artifact forging to the world.

Seeing everyone nod, Tang Qi's expression became even more pleased.

To be proud of one's own clan was something that all the descendants of the ten great clans were proud of.

After standing outside the Refiners' formation for a while, Tang Qi was preparing to lead Feng Zhi and the rest to another place, but Feng Zhi suddenly looked towards the end of the line.

Then, she softly exclaimed, "Eh, I can casually walk around and meet someone I know …"

Familiar?

Everyone was puzzled at first, but then they looked towards the direction where Feng Zhi's gaze landed.

It was the closest queue.

The line up here was obviously for refiners who were participating in the Refiners' Competition. There were both men and women in that line, but none of them were older than thirty years old.

There was nothing strange about that.

When everyone saw the young girl with a sword in her arms at the end of the line, as well as the foppish, badly beaten, good-for-nothing that they had met when they first arrived in Clear Sky City, they knew what had happened.

Heh, what a coincidence, they ran into these two again, and even what happened was the same.

They just saw, the foppish young lad who Tang Ning called stupid was standing right in front of the girl with a sword in hand, even if the line in front of them started moving, they would not let the girl follow them.

"..." Little girl, the Young Master has already made you consider things for so long. Following the Young Master, you can keep everything you eat and wear, even if you want to be a refiner, you can also find a refiner from the Tang Clan to teach you. "Even if you have this useless woman by your side, I will still keep her for you!" The popinjay said.

A drag?

Only then did the crowd notice that beside the young girl carrying the sword, there was a timid looking young girl who looked to be no more than four or five years old.

The little girl was rather white, and she looked exceptionally charming. Her hair was tied into two adorable bundles, and her small, fat hands were tightly holding onto the corner of the sword carrying young girl's clothes.

When she heard that the foppish young girl was called a "useless fool" by the foppish young girl, she did not dare to be polite to him. With her two eyebrows raised, she pulled the young girl away from the foppish young lord and said, "Scram!"

Of course, the popinjay was unhappy and continued to chase after him.

Just then, Feng Zhi walked a few steps forward, "Hey, hey, I'm talking about you …"

The popinjay subconsciously turned his head back, the moment he saw Feng Zhi's face, he seemed to have seen a ghost. He retreated a few steps and even covered his chest with his hands, as if he was afraid of a young girl who was being attacked by a hooligan.

Feng Zhi immediately had a black line over her head.

Looks like Tang Ning was right, there was something wrong with her head.

She glared at him, "Listen up. If you keep telling me to watch you pester that little girl, I'll beat you until you can't even be scratched off the wall!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyebrows twitched.

He had hit the wall, yet he couldn't pull it out!

That was a bit cruel.

They even subconsciously imagined that it would be a very tragic scene.

In truth, the silkpants was already scared out of her wits without Feng Zhi needing to be threatened. Although he was not sharp enough, he could still remember some things, he could still clearly remember Tang Ning's attitude towards Feng Zhi last time.

He didn't dare to offend such a person again.

So, even if he still had some lingering feelings for the young girl with the sword, he didn't say anything. He only called out to her to follow him and then left dejectedly.

Only at this moment did the young girl with a sword in hand heave a sigh of relief.

With one hand still holding onto her sword, she held onto the little girl by her side and walked towards Feng Zhi and the others, "This lady here, thank you for your help twice."

Feng Zhi waved her hand to indicate that she did not need to be overly courteous, as she looked towards the sword in her hand.

Noticing this, the girl became even more vigilant, and then she took the girl a step further back.

Feng Zhi could not help but laugh.

The reason why she paid attention to this sword was not because of how precious it was, but because this sword was somewhat strange when compared to the sword in the Profound Martial Continent.

With the Immortal Slaughtering Sword in her hands, Feng Zhi would never even look at any of the weapons in the Profound Martial Continent, so why would she covet for the sword?

She smiled at the young girl and said, "Little girl, don't worry. I don't have any intentions towards your sword, but, um, your sword is quite unique. Can you let me see it?"

At this time, a male artificer ranked in front of the girl carrying the sword probably heard the conversation between Feng Zhi and the girl. He could not help but look back curiously.

When he saw that the "somewhat strange" sword that Feng Zhi had mentioned was the one that the young lady had been hugging all this time, the refiner's face immediately changed. He spoke with disdain: "Miss, that sword is not anything strange.

Madman?

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but size the girl up once again.

However, no matter how he looked at her, she was still an elegant girl. He couldn't tell that she had anything to do with the word "crazy".

However, looking at the manner in which the refiner had spoken, he truly believed that this was the case, and not some deliberate slander.

Then, what was going on?

On the other hand, when the young girl heard the weapons craftsman before her say this, her face went grim and her eyes became fierce as she glared at the weapons craftsman. "Who are you calling a madman?"

The refiner frowned in disgust, but did not back down in the slightest. "I'm talking about you and that damned dad of yours. Your entire family is crazy!"