Turning The Tables

A clear breeze blew up Yu Xiuming's clothes!

He cast a sidelong glance at Ou Yangming, and his face changed, but he quickly went back to normal.

The man thought, 'So what if you're fast? The key is still your equipment's properties. Since you're only starting to smith now, it's too late. I'll certainly be taking the first round.' Yu Xiuming was extremely confident.

He kept his aura at the bottom of his heart and cast the distracting thoughts aside.

Before long, he pressed his right thumb dumb and finally carved the last rune on the helmet. The runes were connected smoothly from end to end, and the helmet glowed splendidly in black light.

At this moment, a black-robed appraiser walked to the center of the square.

He cupped his hands at the crowd and introduced himself, "I'm Lu Jinfeng, and I'll be appraising the pieces of equipment in this round." He did not speak loudly, but everyone heard him well.