The clamor on the Stone Platform was even more exaggerated than when Niu Lieshan had been sent flying with a single punch.
Artifact refining?
What kind of international joke was this?!
Which of those present was not a heaven-blessed prodigy? Who among them had not spent all their time improving their cultivation and fighting for their lives?
"Dragon Chief, isn't this inappropriate? We came to seek the princess's hand in marriage. What we should compete in is strength and Dao heart. Artifact refining is a side path—how can it be used as a test?"
A young man in Daoist robes could not help speaking up. He was the heir of a reclusive sect in Central Province, and his lightning arts were unfathomably profound. But when it came to artifact refining, he had never even touched a hammer.
"Exactly! There is an order to hearing the Dao, and every profession has its specialty. We are not artifact refiners!"
"This test is far too biased!"
Voices of opposition rose one after another. Even in the Token Holder area, many people frowned.
In Area No. 8, the young man surnamed Chu looked equally displeased. The old gray-clad servant behind him stepped forward and whispered, "Young Master, what medicine is the True Dragon Clan selling in its gourd? The Heaven-Stepping Inheritance may encompass everything, but artifact refinement is not your main path..."
The young man surnamed Chu said nothing. He merely cast a gloomy glance at Long Gan on the high platform, then glanced at the figure in Area No. 3 who was looking for a stool to sit on.
Long Lan was anxious as well. Tugging at Long Jing's sleeve, she said, "Brother, what is the chief thinking? This is over. Li Feiyu looks like nothing but a brute who knows how to