"It looks like you distinguish competing very clearly from betting." Zhou Shu laughed. Who said that Zheng Jingyun was brainless? Isn't he very clear-headed?
"Sure, let's make a bet." Zhou Shu smiled. "If you can't forge a divine weapon stronger than the Celestial Thearch Sword, I'll admit defeat."
"You…" Zheng Jingyun was so angry that he spun on the spot. Didn't I just say that I've never learned any forging? I don't know how to forge at all!
Moreover, even if he knew how to forge, where could he find forging materials on the level of the paragon bone?
There was no need to bet. He would definitely lose.
Before Zheng Jingyun got really angry, Zhou Shu smiled and continued, "I'm just joking. I know you don't know anything about forging. As the successor of the Sima Grotto-Heaven, you don't even know any forging techniques. You're really something."
Zheng Jingyun: "…"