Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 484: Suspicious

In the protective cover, Ling Xian burned the sacred fire with his left hand and pinched the treasure seal with his right hand, and began to refine it like flowing water.

His movements are very smooth, with no signs of stagnation and labor, giving people a pleasing feeling.

About a moment later, the embryonic form of a disc appeared in mid-air, emitting a faint light. After another half an hour, in the sluggish eyes of everyone, the measuring disc finally took shape, and the light was also flaring!

I saw it hovering in mid-air, surging with brilliant golden light, like the big sun in the sky, shining all directions.

Although the magical treasures around are also emitting light, compared with this spiritual measuring disk, it is undoubtedly like a bright moon and a firefly, which is incomparable at all.

It seems to have become the only one in the world, covering up all the light of those magic weapons, and also attracting the attention of everyone present.

A line of eyes focused on the soul measuring plate, full of incredible light, and it seemed that it was impossible to believe that it was refined by Ling Xian.

Refined it?

In just half an hour, you have refined a fifth-grade test disc?

The expressions of everyone present were dull. Although they couldn't believe it in their hearts, the facts were in front of them, and they couldn't help but believe them.

After a while, there was a sound of air-conditioning. After that, whether it was the protective cover or the outside world, it was completely boiling, shaking the world like a tsunami.

"Unbelievable! This is one of the last crane tails? To your uncle!"

"Unbelievable, in just half an hour, I actually refined a fifth-grade psychic disk, how do I feel that my worldview has begun to collapse!"

"It's too abnormal. Even a fourth-grade refiner may not be able to refine a fifth-grade spiritual test disc in such a short period of time!"

Screams of exclamation one after another, endlessly.

All the people present were shocked, almost to the point where it could not be added.

Even the elders who were motionless like a mountain showed shocked expressions, staring at Ling Xian in a daze.

Firstly, it was because the Level 5 Spirit Test Disk was too amazing, especially when set off by those magic weapons in mid-air, it seemed even more amazing.

Know that the lowest rank of those magic weapons is only the eighth rank, and the highest is only the sixth rank, and this sixth-rank magic weapon is still refined by the champion incense they believe in their hearts.

In such a situation where the level is not too high, a fifth-grade magic weapon has emerged. How can everyone not be shocked?

Secondly, it is because of the refining time of the Spirit Test Disk.

Be aware that the five-rank magic weapon is not just practiced. An ordinary Five-Rank Qi refiner, who can be refined within half a day, is already considered a good result.

However, Ling Xian only spent half an hour, which naturally shocked them.

Three is because of his identity.

In everyone's minds, he is the last crane tail, no different from waste. However, at this moment, the waste in their hearts was the fifth-grade test disc that was refined in public, which suppressed the champion they had identified in their hearts.

How can such a huge contrast not let them sluggish?

In addition to the first two shocks, the three appear together, and the resulting shock is violent and unbelievable!

Therefore, everyone present was shocked to the extreme. They only felt that their brains were blank, and they seemed to have lost the ability to think.

"I said, I am sure to win the championship."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xian's mouth, without complacency or sarcasm. However, in the eyes of everyone, it was undoubtedly a big slap, slapped on their faces fiercely.

Everyone recovered from their sluggishness, and their gazes at Ling Xian suddenly became complicated, with shock, unbelief, and shame.

At this moment, they only felt a burning pain on their faces, and their entire faces were beaten and swollen.

Especially those from the outside world who have spoken and mocked Ling Xian more than once, at this moment, they feel that they are idiots and feel ashamed.

The current situation is clear, no judgment is needed, no need to say more, the outcome has been announced.

As soon as the fifth rank magic weapon was released, all the magic weapons present were overshadowed. Even the sword refined by Xiangruo's super-level performance can't be compared with the fifth-rank test spirit disk, and it doesn't even have the qualifications to be comparable.

In other words, the champion they believed in did not win the championship, but the object of their mockery got it. How could they not feel ashamed?

Feeling the extremely complicated gazes of everyone, Ling Xian showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and he did it.

Not only did I accomplish the goal I set for myself, but also by the way, I slapped everyone in the face.

Yes, it's just a face slap by the way. The ridicule of some of the ants' generation, with his broad mind, would not take him seriously.

"Now, this champion, you should have no objections."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and scanned the audience with plain eyes. Except for the few elders who could barely face it, the others lowered their heads unconsciously.

Objection?

You have refined the fifth rank magic weapon, and there is a fart objection!

All the people present sighed secretly. Apart from shame, there was only conviction left in their hearts.

Ask to yourself, let alone they refined it within half an hour, even if they were given a few years, they might not be able to refine it.

Even if the elders in mid-air do not have two hours, they can't refine the fifth-grade psychic disk.

How can everyone not be convinced?

Seeing that everyone bowed their heads without making any doubts, Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, since you have no objections, then this champion is mine."

The voice fell, and there was silence at the scene, neither cheering nor rebuttal.

If you change to the past and decide the champion of the instrument hall, those who watch the excitement will naturally inevitably applaud. However, they had just been slapped in the face by Ling Xian, how could they cheer?

And Ling Xian didn't need the cheers of the crowd, he only needed the obedience of those people.

"Very good."

With a smile of satisfaction, Ling Xian went straight to Xiangru, with a little apologetic expression: "I'm sorry."

"No need to say sorry, you and I have our own abilities and compete fairly."

Xiang Rugu's complex expression said: "I lost, but my skills are not as good as you, so I can't blame anyone."

"If you can think of it this way, it is naturally the best." Ling Xian smiled faintly, then ignored Xiangrui and turned his gaze to the elder outside the protective cover.

After that, he broke the formation secretly and uttered his own voice.

"The prize of the champion, please keep it for me, the elders, I have something to do now~IndoMTL.com~Go ahead."

The voice fell, and everyone present was startled.

Something?

What can be more important than receiving the championship award?

Everyone at the scene couldn't figure it out, but when they moved their gazes to Ling Xian, they found that his figure gradually faded and he had left the protective cover.

This makes them even more confused and puzzled.

While feeling puzzled, everyone suddenly remembered Ling Xian's name, and a guess emerged in their hearts.

Especially the elders who knew that Ling Xian easily broke the protective shield and needed so much knowledge in the formation, the guesses in their hearts were even more intense.

Is this person really the legendary fairy master?

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