Weeks have passed, and the competition is still in full swing. The process of smelting materials would take several weeks for most refiners, but their cosmic source power could not resist such a consumption at all, and from the third day onwards, some people began to take drugs to support the cosmic source power in their bodies.

Once the flame is extinguished, the previous refining process is likely to fall short, which is a big psychological burden for any player.

"Is he here to participate in the competition or to make trouble!" Countless pairs of eyes in the entire universe were staring at Fang Jueyu, even those in high positions on the earth.

Since the start of the competition, Fang Jueyu has been sitting in place, listening to music on the first day, watching movies on the second day, others are there to refine metals with source power flames, but he is stir-frying there, at this moment, he actually closed his eyes and meditated and began to cultivate the cosmic source power!

"What the hell is he here for?" If it weren't for the fact that those refiners were all determined, it is estimated that they would have exploded by this time.

For refiners, refining weapons is a very sacred thing, but in the eyes of this Wang Da Hammer, it has actually become a joke.

"This kid, don't think that I won't recognize me if I change my name!" A middle-aged man was sipping melon seeds and watching this cosmic event.

The earth is developing at a rapid pace, and although the infrastructure needs to be improved, the financial resources are extremely terrifying, and the region has now become the core of this cosmic region.

Earth has long purchased chain entanglement technology from other civilizations, and even if they are countless light-years apart, they can watch this once-in-a-millennium cosmic event.

"Dad, do you know him?" Wang Cong's son happened to walk by.

"Oh, this is your Uncle Fang Jueyu!" Wang Cong said.

Wang Da Hammer, as soon as he heard this name, he was the person who ran out of the earth, and Wang Cong also knew that Ma Yun, Zhou Yanfa, Lu Benwei, Liu Mou and others, who have turned the universe upside down in recent years, are all pseudonyms of Fang Jueyu, and this Wang Da Hammer is naturally no exception.

"Ah, Uncle Fang, why did he get to the Refiner Competition? I heard that the threshold for this Refiner Competition is very high, and ordinary people can't even get the qualifications to participate. In the heart of Wang Cong's son, this has always been a legendary figure.

"I don't know, it's probably because the mediocre pretending to be forced can't satisfy him anymore," Wang Cong said with a smile, "Look, everyone is working hard, he actually watches movies here, listens to music, eats, sleeps and cultivates!"

"Hahaha, this style of doing things is really exactly the same as Uncle Fang I've heard of!" Wang Cong's son couldn't help laughing, "Uncle Fang is probably bored wandering around alone, right?"

"I don't know, this kid's wealth and fame can already return to his hometown to enjoy the blessings on earth, and I don't know what he is busy with," Wang Cong just contacted Fang Jueyu some time ago, but Fang Jueyu said that there was something important to do, could this be the important thing he was talking about?

"Do you want to see it? I have a gut feeling that this kid might win the championship!"

"That's it?" Wang Cong's son said in disbelief, "It's not that I look down on Uncle Fang, but he's ......."

"Hahaha, with my understanding of your Uncle Fang, once he starts pretending, there is nothing he can't do, you see!"

"Okay," Wang Cong's son suddenly became interested, "Let's have some color?"

"Hahaha, okay, I'll bet on 200 civilized planets, if this kid can't win the championship, these 200 planets will be yours!"

"A word is a certainty!" Wang Cong's son said excitedly, it was rare for his Lao Tzu to be so generous.

"But if you lose, give me an honest inheritance of my family property, and don't always think about playing some spaceship race!"

......

"Whew!" Fang Jueyu stood up and stretched, unconsciously, more than a month had passed, and almost all the refiners had completed the first step of the refining process.

The arena now shimmers with brilliant light, and the refiners are hard at work carving the inscriptions, and only when this step is completed will their creations begin to take shape.

"Look, that young man named Wang Dazhui has woken up!"

"He actually cultivated for a month, what did he think of this refiner competition?

"Didn't he say it, I'm afraid that his flame will affect other people's competitions, and now that everyone's refining process is over, I want to see if his flame is as powerful as he said!"

"Hahaha, do you really take his words seriously? A related household is a related household, I don't think he even has the qualifications of a refining master, how can he be so powerful?"

"Almost!" Fang Jueyu glanced at the people around him faintly, and an unfathomable smile slowly lifted on his face, "It's time to show your true skills!"

Fang Jueyu's palm was lifted at will, and a silver flame suddenly flashed out, turning into a silver fire dragon and rushing straight into the sky, actually sending out a roaring sound towards this piece of arena.

"It's that flame!" Among the many people who watched the competition, the young man who took the exam with Fang Jueyu that day and the three Earth Refining Masters who were the judges were also impressively listed, and they all recognized that this was the first flame that Fang Jueyu used that day!

This burst of dragon groans was like a loud slap on the faces of those who questioned Fang Jueyu, even a layman could completely see how terrifying the power of this flame was!

Just now, these hundreds of thousands of refiners sacrificed their own flames at the same time, but there was no kind of flame power that could compare to it, he really wasn't talking big! If Fang Jueyu released this kind of flame when he was smelting the materials, all the surrounding source power fires might be seriously suppressed!

"There is such a flame in the world!" Several refining masters in the judges' seat also showed surprised eyes.

"The flames don't seem to be pure flames, I even feel like they're alive, how the hell is that?"

"His strength is just that of a master, but do you feel that the temperature of this flame is stronger than the flames summoned by those transcendent refiners!"

"If you look closely, his breath of life is less than a hundred years old, and I have a little headache now, and I can't explain it......"

In an instant, this young man broke too many of their perceptions!

"This is the Flame of Origin!" said Lozfara, the president of the Alchemist Guild.

"What? But isn't the cultivation method of this flame already lost? Even the records of the Root Universe describe this kind of flame extremely rarely!"

"This young man named Wang Dazhui reminds me of a person. "It's not the first time that Lozfarah has seen the Flame of Origin, a few decades ago, at the end of the examination of the Cosmic Federation School, a young man showed a cyan flame in front of him, and this flame is also the Flame of Origin!

"Fang Jueyu, Wang Da Hammer, is there really nothing that your Divine Trench Civilization can't do?"

"He's going to get the materials!"

"I don't know what he'll be able to come up with. ”

"Huh, what's that black wood?"

"Click!" Lotfara, who was drinking water, crushed the container in his hand, and his eyes looked as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.

"It's ...... This is Mothra Meteorite, the material for forging divine weapons, which cannot be found in our universe at all, and so far, the only piece of Mothra meteoric iron the size of a fingernail found from the Root Universe is still in the treasure trove of our association."

"Shhhh

They couldn't be clearer about the value of this Mothra Meteoric Iron, even the size of a fingernail was far more valuable than an ordinary demigod soldier, and the piece that Fang Jueyu took out was the size of a head!

Not only those grandmasters, but also many well-informed refiners were also stunned, and even the inscription in their hands slowed down, and there were envy, doubt, and fanaticism in their eyes.

"Boom!" Fang Jueyu casually placed this precious meteorite on the stage.

"Click!" The Mothra Meteorite Iron was extremely brittle, and a few small pieces flew out of the gentle collision.

But even this small fragment is still priceless, but Fang Jueyu didn't even look at it, and he didn't even realize it!

"Huh!" a refining master on the side directly gave up the work in his hand and slammed into one of the fragments.

"This is mine! I want to see it!"

"Get out! I got it first!"

......

"This ...... A broken stone, as for it?" Fang Jueyu looked at the cultivator masters who were about to fight in confusion and shook his head, "Hey, the poor ghost is really pathetic!"

(End of chapter)