The First on the Weaponsmith Leaderboard, Dai Tian, I Don’t Mind Having a Match With You

"I… I have lost."

Ou Yenuo looked at the broken sword in his hand, lost in thought.

He, as the strongest weaponsmith in Myriad Arms City, had lost in weaponsmithing.

Not only he but many of the Myriad Arms City weaponsmiths were astonished. They could not believe their eyes.

Among the crowd, Chu Kuangren looked surprised. "Interesting."

"Ha! You're no match for me when it comes to weaponsmithing, Ou Yenuo. From this day onward, I'm the strongest weaponsmith of Myriad Arms City." The unnamed, black-robed man laughed.

Ou Yenuo looked at the man and said, "At the very least, I should know who I lost to. So, out with it. Who the hell are you?"

"Heh."

The black-robed man pulled his robes away, revealing his true identity.

It was an elderly man with gray hair on the sides of his head.

He exuded a menacing aura and had red patterns flowing all over his body, releasing bursts of scorching heat.

"My name is… Dai Tian!"