Weapon Master Chapter 55: The prince, the prince

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"Everyone, be quiet!"

With Qingye's tender drink, the square finally became quieter inside and outside. "Now, please take out the jade plate and the ‘light stone!’ in your drawers!"

Many refiners acted immediately and opened the drawers, taking out the white jade plate and a fist-sized white gem inside.

Suddenly, on every iron table, there was a group of brilliant white lights.

Many refiners secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but there were also many refiners secretly crying in their hearts. Indeed, this "shining stone" is indeed not a low-level gem that is particularly difficult to melt, but that is in the case of sufficient time, and now, it is only a short half hour.

"Everyone, please be prepared!"

Aoba's tone raised slightly, and after a short pause, a melodious voice resounded throughout the square, like a crowing of a yellow oriole, "The first level of the'Ironing Competition', now...start!"

Almost the moment her voice fell, the huge hourglass under the high platform turned over.

"Shusha!"

The loud sound of sand falling and then filled the void.

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

People whispered around the square, but inside the arena, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

"Huh! Huh..."

Amid the inaudible whistling, dozens of iron tables were lit up with red flames, and they all ignited the real fire in a very short period of time and manifested itself.

Tang Huan also held the gem in both hands, but he did not immediately activate the real fire, but rolled his eyes, and the two eyes quickly scanned around.

"It's a Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger!"

Seeing that group of flames, Tang Huan couldn't help but give a secret compliment. He thought that he was stimulating the real fire and manifesting itself fast enough, but he didn't expect that there would be so many people not much slower than himself. If Tang If Huan didn't guess wrong, among these people, I'm afraid there is an intermediate refiner.

In just a moment, dozens of other iron tables lit up with flames.

"Huh?"

Tang Huan was about to withdraw his gaze, but he felt something in his heart, and immediately looked towards the front left.

A few tens of meters away, there was a handsome young man looking at him, probably with the same idea as him. First observe the strength of his competitors.

The guy hasn't even picked up the "light stone" yet.

Seeing Tang Huan's opinion, the young man raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes showed provocative expression, then he turned his head proudly and held the "light stone" with both hands.

"Huh!"

After a short while, a small group of flames ignited in his palm, but immediately formed a prairie fire, swelling to the size of a basin.

At this time, the flames manifested by the many refiners around him were only the size of a sea bowl, but the man in costume was several times larger than them. With such a striking picture, it is impossible for the people around the square to be invisible. The next moment, the sound of exclamation echoed one after another.

"What a strong flame, isn't he an intermediate refiner?"

"That person doesn't know where it came from?"

"Being an intermediate refiner at the age of less than twenty, it really has a boundless future."

"..."

The young man seemed to perceive the movement around him, his face turned lustrous. 【】

At that time, a few meters behind the man, there seemed to be a sneer.

"Huh!"

On the iron table, the flame the size of a sea bowl quickly expanded to the point of a basin, and it was not inferior to the flame of the young man at all.

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

Tang Huan also looked over subconsciously, but found that the owner of the flame was a tall, graceful woman in a yellow skirt.

The woman looked almost seventeen or eighteen years old, with beautiful features, beautiful face, abnormally fair skin, long hair blushing, and her pupils with a faint blue color. This appearance is similar to Tang Huan. Some Westerners I have seen in previous lives are somewhat similar.

When she looked at the young man in front, there seemed to be sarcasm between her brows.

Tang Huan glanced again and found that the flames of the young man and the woman in the yellow skirt were not only exuberant, but there were already a few more **** of that huge flame. The owner of one of the flames was still a petite and exquisite baby-faced girl, estimated to be 14 or 15 years old.

"I should start too!"

Tang Huan took a breath, calmed down, and between his thoughts, within his dantian, the "Nine Sun God Furnace" and the spiritual wheel began to rotate at the same time, and the fiery enthusiasm followed the true energy in the spiritual vein Shuttle in the middle, quickly reached the palms of both palms, turned into flames, and gradually wrapped Tang Huan's palms.

Expanded almost to the size of a sea bowl, and the flames stopped growing.

This time, Tang Huan did not show up like that when he participated in the assessment of low-level craftsmen in the Shenbing Pavilion two months ago. After all, as long as you pass this first level, you can get a low-level weapon. It is impossible for Shenbing Pavilion to reward two more because someone performs better.

Being low-key can also catch strong competitors off guard at critical moments later.

The flames in the palm of the gorgeously dressed young man in the distance were fierce, and gem juice dripped continuously. After a while, he couldn't help but glanced back again, his face instantly became more ugly, and then he glanced in the direction of Tang Huan, his expression improved a lot.

"Huh?"

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

After a while, Aoba's eyes were faint, and a slight surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Why is this kid's performance worse than two months ago?" But then, her face He showed a smile, and muttered in a low voice, "It's really a little slippery, I even know how to hide."

"Hidden?"

Mukui smiled, and said in a low voice, "It looks clumsy on the surface, but if you look closely, you will find that his flame is several times pure compared to two months ago." Speaking of the end, Mu Kui's eyes were already showing a shock that was hard to hide.

"Oh?"

Aoba opened her beautiful eyes, and after a while, she involuntarily took a breath and exclaimed, "Really, how did this guy do it?"

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

The fire of the refiner is originally quite pure, it is very difficult to be more refined, not to mention it is several times more refined, and the opponent is only a low-level refiner, which is even more difficult to do When it arrives, it's like compressing a large bowl of dough into the size of a duck egg.

"Pavilion Master Qingye, Brother Mukui, which refiner are you talking about?" The old man beside him couldn't help but ask. He is the owner of Xinghai Weapon Shop Hai Kun.

"The owner will find out later." Aoba suppressed the shock in his heart and sold it off.

"..."

"Master Gu Yi, Master Wuxin, how does my little niece behave?"

A brawny man wearing armor and a big cow raised his finger to a charming little girl in the crowd below, with a lovely smile.

"At a young age, the real fire is already so strong, very good, um, I should be an intermediate refiner, right?" Gu Yi stroked his long beard lightly, smiling.

"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 level, this little girl came to the leader of the'Iron Refining Competition'." The brawny man in armor laughed loudly.

"In this'Iron Refining Competition', not only the eldest princess of the Moyun Empire, but also the second prince of the Sharon Empire, as well as the little princess of our Datang Empire, will be such a grand occasion for the next few decades. It's hard to reproduce." Next to the strong man, another old man in armor also laughed loudly.

"Not bad." Gu Yi squinted and smiled, "Look at this time, who can win the "Iron Refining Competition"!"

"In that case, it must be the precious little princess of our Datang Empire, haha." The strong man smiled so that his eyes narrowed into two small slits.

"..."

Gu Yi and Wu Xin glanced at each other and smiled noncommitantly. If the low-level refiner who forged the spear was not there, the little princess of Tang country might win the first prize. If that person is there, her hope is It's relatively slim, and I don't know which of the thousands of people below that little guy is?