Weapon Master

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"Everyone, be quiet!"

Along with Aoba's savory drink, the inside and outside of the square finally became quieter. "Now, please take out the jade plate and 'bright stone!'"

Many smelters immediately acted, opened the drawers, and took out the white jade plate and a fist-sized white gem.

In a hurry, on each iron table, there was a ball of gorgeous white awns.

Many refiners are secretly relieved, but there are also many refiners secretly crying. Indeed, this "bright stone" is indeed not a low-end gem that is particularly difficult to smelt, but it is in the case of sufficient time, but now it is only half an hour.

"Dear everyone, please be prepared!"

Aoba's tone was slightly lifted, and after a short pause, the crisp and melodious voice as the oriole croaked through the whole square, "The first stage of the" craft training match ", now ... start!"

It was almost as soon as her voice fell, and the huge hourglass under the platform turned over.

"rustle!"

The loud sound of the sand flowing down filled the void.

Aoba walked back to her seat with a smile, and in front of thousands of iron tables, almost all the refiners quickly grabbed the "bright stone" and drew it between their palms.

Around the square, everyone whispered, but inside the stadium, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

"Huh! Huh ..."

In the slight inaudible humming sound, in front of dozens of iron tables, Yin Hong's fire lighted up, they actually spurred the real fire in a very short period of time and manifested it.

Tang Huan also held the gem with both hands, but instead of immediately urging the real fire, he turned his eyes and his two eyes quickly glanced around.

"Really crouching!"

Seeing the blaze of flames, Tang Huan couldn't help praising him in secret. He thought he was spurring the real fire and manifesting himself fast enough. I did not expect that so many people were not much slower than himself. If Tang Huan did not guess If it is wrong, among these people, I am afraid that there is a middle-level refiner.

Just a moment of effort, and dozens of iron tables lit with flames.

"Ok?"

Tang Huan was about to retract his gaze, but he felt a sense of sorrow and immediately looked towards the left front.

A few dozen meters away, there was a gorgeously dressed young man looking at him, and it was estimated that he had the same idea as him, and looked at the strength of the competitors first.

That guy hasn't even picked up the "bright stone" yet.

Seeing Tang Huan, the young man raised his eyebrows slightly, provocative in his eyes, and then turned his head proudly, holding the "bright stone" with both hands.

"call!"

After a short while, a small group of flames ignited in its palm, but immediately formed the Ebara momentum, expanding into a ball the size of a washbasin.

At this time, the flames manifested by the many refiners around were only the size of a sea bowl, but the man in the suit was several times larger than them. With such an eye-catching picture, the people around the square cannot be invisible. The next moment, the sound of exclamation echoed one after another.

"A strong flame, wouldn't it be a mid-level refiner?"

"That person doesn't know what it is?"

"Becoming a mid-level refiner before the age of twenty, it really has a bright future."

"..."

The young man seemed to be aware of the movements around him, and his face was bright. []

Just then, a few meters behind the man, there seemed to be a sneer.

"call!"

Above the iron table, the flame of the size of the sea bowl quickly swelled to the size of a washbasin, which was not inferior to that of the young man.

The young man looked back, his face changed slightly, his lips moved slightly, as if cursing.

Tang Huan also looked at it subconsciously, but found that the master of the flame was actually a tall woman with a tall figure and a beautiful figure.

The woman looked almost seventeen or eighteen years old. She had beautiful facial features, a beautiful face, unusually fair skin, long red hair like fire, and her pupils were tinged with a pale blue color. Some Westerners are somewhat similar.

When she looked at the young man in front, she seemed to be ironic.

Tang Huan glanced again, and found that it was not just the young man and the woman in the yellow skirt who had strong flames. The huge flames had already become more numerous. One of the masters of the flame was a petite and exquisite baby-faced girl, estimated to be fourteen or fifteen years old.

"I should start too!"

Tang Huan took a light breath, calmed down his mind, and between thoughts, within Dantian, the "Nine Yangshen Furnace" and the spiritual wheel began to rotate at the same time. Soon he reached the palms of his palms, turned into a flame, and gradually wrapped Tang Huan's palms.

The flames had almost swelled to the size of a sea bowl, and the flames had stopped growing.

This time, Tang Huan wasn't as imposing as he was two months ago when he took part in the assessment of a low-level refiner in Shenbing Pavilion. After all, as long as the first level is passed, you can get a low-level weapon. Shenbingge cannot reward two more because someone performs better.

Being low-key can also catch those powerful competitors off guard at crucial moments later.

In the distance, the flames of fiercely dressed young man's palms were fierce, and the sap of gem stones continued to drip. After a while, he couldn't help but glance at it again, his face became more ugly, and then he looked in the direction of Tang Huan, his expression improved a lot.

"what?"

Above the platform, Aoba's eyes slowly swept across the group of refiners.

A few moments later, Aoba was staring slightly, and there was a slight surprise in her beautiful eyes: "How is this kid's performance worse than two months ago?" But then, her face was revealed. With a smile, he muttered in a low voice, "It's a little slippery, and I know how to hide."

"Zang Zhuo?"

Mu Yan grinned and lowered his voice. "The surface looks clumsy, but if you look closely, you can see that his flame is several times more pure than two months ago." In the eyes of the clogs, there was already a scare that was difficult to hide.

"Oh?"

Aoba opened her eyes, and after a moment, she involuntarily drew a cool breath and exclaimed, "That's true. How did this guy do it?"

If you want to make the flame pure, you must first refine the flame.

The tinder of the refiner is quite pure, and it is very difficult to refine it, not to mention that it is several times pure, and the other party is only a low-level refiner. This is even more difficult to achieve. It's like compressing a large bowl of dough into a duck egg size.

"Master Qingye Pavilion, Brother Muyi, who are you talking about?" The old man on the side couldn't help but asked, he was the owner of Xinghai Weapons Store, Haiyu.

"The shop owner will know later." Aoba forced the shock and sold her.

"..."

"Master Gu Yi, Master Wu Xin, how is my little niece doing?"

A brash man in armor and a big horse raised his finger swiftly to a delicate little girl in the crowd below, with a smile on his face.

"At a very young age, the real fire is so strong and very good, alas, it should already be an intermediate-level refiner, right?" Gu Yi lightly with long beard and smile.

"With the strength of the little princess, it is more than enough to pass the third level." Wu Xin also smiled.

"What's the third offense, this little girl came from the head of the" craft refining competition "." The armored man laughed loudly.

"This time, not only the princess of the Moyun Empire, but also the second prince of the Sharon Empire, but also the little princess of our Datang Empire. "The side of the strong man, another old man in armor also laughed loudly.

"Nice." Gu Yi smiled with a narrow eyebrow. "Look at this time, who can win the top of the" craft refining competition "!"

"That said, it must be our baby princess of the Datang Empire, haha." The strong man's eyes narrowed into two small slits.

"..."

Gu Yi and Be Xin looked at each other and smiled unwillingly. If the low-level refiner who forged the spear is not present, this little princess of Tang Dynasty may still win the top spot. If that person is present, her hope is slim , I don't know which one of the thousands of people is that little guy?