Sigh, what was this supposed to be?!
Looking at the one point he had just earned, Qin Shaofeng was at a loss for words.
This time, Qin Shaofeng had taken part in a competition worth three points in total.
Unfortunately, he'd fallen just short, finishing in second place by a hair's breadth and earning only two points.
Qin Shaofeng was rather frustrated, because he knew the person who'd won first place: Gu Bo, a prodigy of the Ancient Clan.
The competition was about carving formations onto weapons.
Though Qin Shaofeng had learned many formations from Old Bai, who had been taught by the White Emperor, this competition was about carving as many formations as possible onto a High-grade Divine Artifact that wasn't even a treasure.
Every contestant had been given a High-grade Divine Artifact of the same grade, and even the sample weapon was identical.
The formations they had to carve were also the same three formations.
In the end, Qin Shaofeng had done everything he could to keep the High-grade Divine Artifact in his hands from collapsing, but he'd managed to carve only 103 formations.
Gu Bo had outdone him, carving one more.
Although, after carving the 104th formation, the High-grade Divine Artifact in Gu Bo's hands had lasted only a quarter of an hour before completely collapsing.
But as long as it held for a quarter of an hour, it counted as a pass, and the result was valid.
Qin Shaofeng couldn't help admiring him.
By the time Qin Shaofeng had carved the 103rd formation onto the High-grade Divine Artifact, he'd already felt that it was about to give out.
Forget carving another formation—Qin Shaofeng had felt that even adding one more formation stroke would make the High-grade Divine Artifact collapse on the spot.
So, to keep the