The center of the explosion was so dusty that it was impossible to see the scene inside.

On the adjudication seat, Feng Mo's brows furrowed, and he glanced at the pale dragon dust who was half kneeling on the stone platform, and didn't know what to say.

Not to mention anything else, the value of the dozens of stone platforms destroyed by him alone is extraordinary, although this loss is nothing to the Refiner Guild, but the Refiner Guild is not wronged, and it is impossible to avoid the loss caused by you because of your dragon dust.

"Knowing that you can't do it, is this stupid or persistent, or is it ...... Sensationalism!"

Xue Ya's good-looking eyes glanced at the dragon dust lightly, and the goodwill in her eyes also disappeared, she didn't appreciate that kind of person who didn't measure herself.

A moment later, the four old men removed their masks, and the scene inside was once again exposed to everyone's sight.

First of all, what caught my eye was a ruin, and the originally clean and tidy martial arts arena had become a gravel pit at this time.

Especially the further you go to the center, the more and bigger the pit.

"This destructive power is really ......"

When everyone saw these ruins, they took a breath of cold air helplessly.

"Hahaha, President Feng, it seems that the Falling Rain Empire refiner still disappointed you, even so, isn't it time to announce my first place?"

The young man in white stood up with a smile on his face, and an imperceptible cold color flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"This bastard!"

Xue Ya gritted her silver teeth and glared at the young man in white fiercely, eager to go up and beat him.

"Hey, it looks like Miss Xue Ya is angry, but so what?"

"I, Wan Qing, am not from your Falling Rain Empire's Refinery Guild!"

Wan Qing, a young man in white, looked proud, put his hands behind his back, and had a hint of arrogance on his face.

At this time, all the people of the Falling Rain Empire present felt unhappy in their hearts, and the refiner of the Falling Rain Empire, Dabi, was actually taken away from the first place by a person from another country, which was also too embarrassing.

"Your refining strength is very good......

Mo Feng knew that now he had no way out, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes were watching here, even if he wanted to make a small movement, it was impossible.

Taking a breath, Fengmo was about to announce the ownership of the first place, but at this moment, suddenly the dragon dust with a pale face suddenly stood up and glanced at the young man coldly, "You are too proud."

Finish. ”

"Huh?"

When everyone heard this, they were all surprised, they had all reached this point, and Longchen still dared to speak?

"Brother-in-law couldn't have been injured in the head by the explosion, right?" Luo Jin asked in surprise.

"Get out!"

Luo Yuxuan slapped this younger brother who didn't open the door away, and a cold aura emanated from his body.

Seeing Luo Yuxuan like this, Luo Jin shrunk his neck and didn't dare to speak.

"Longchen, you did your best, we all saw it, but failure is failure, accept the reality......" Fengmo shook his head helplessly, comforting Longchen, although Longchen did not refine a third-grade high-grade spiritual weapon this time, he also showed enough refining talent.

"Hey, boy, admit defeat, you're defeated!"

Wan Qing said with a smug smile on his face.

"It's just a clown, I'll clean you up later!"

In the face of Wan Qing's ridicule, Longchen snorted lightly, ignored it, and directly dodged to the edge of the giant pit.

Swish!

The first short sword that appeared from the deep pit was a short sword with a cold light, and the short sword was still surrounded by raging flames at this time.

Long Chen smiled slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, the flames on the short sword quickly disappeared, and the sword body flew towards the judgment seat.

"Everyone's ruling, there is still some time before the end of the time competition, you might as well take a look at the spirit weapons refined by the juniors first!"

Before Long Chen's words fell, the short sword was waved and taken by an old man with a strange appearance and fluttering sleeves.

The old man examined the dagger for a while, and then the other rulings also took turns to read it, and finally returned to Fengmo's hand.

Feng Mo said lightly, "This short sword already belongs to the limit of the first-grade spiritual weapon, and it is regarded as a masterpiece production, and you should be the first in the first round of assessment!"

"Hey, boy, give up, even if you refine a masterpiece in the second round, it can't be compared to my third-grade high-level. ”

Wan Qingjian said to Long Chen with a sneer, with a sneering expression.

"Really?" Longchen smiled at him weirdly, and directly waved his sleeves, and suddenly there was a loud sound, and the cold light flashed in front of everyone's intuition, and the next moment, a narrow knife like autumn water appeared on the tragic table.

"A second-grade superb spiritual weapon!"

Wind ink

This time, he just glanced at it casually, and threw it to a few other people, and everyone has been discussing whether it is most accurate or consistent with Fengmo's opinion.

"Whether it's this short sword or this knife, it's a fine product among spiritual weapons, but unfortunately, the three-grade spiritual weapon has not been refined, otherwise it will ......."

One of the red-faced old men played with the knife of dragon dust and said reluctantly.

"If he can refine a third-grade superb spiritual weapon, that's a strange thing, how old is he, just turned sixteen, he has such achievements at such an age, it's too demonic!"

......

"It's a pity ......"

Fengmo also sighed and said, "Dragon Dust, even if you achieve the top two, you are still far from the first place......

A third-grade spiritual weapon, one is enough to be worth a second-grade spiritual weapon.

What's more, what Wan Qing refined was still a third-grade high-grade spiritual weapon.

"Boy, get out, just a garbage like you, again and again, to prevent me from winning the first place, if I don't kill you, I will already give face to the royal family of the Falling Rain Empire!"

Wan Qing's words made many people angry, but they couldn't refute it.

"Let's go back!"

Luo Yuxuan came to Long Chen's side, pulled his sleeve, and looked at Long Chen's pale face, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She felt that Longchen must be unwilling to accept this defeat.

"Yuxuan, don't worry, I'm fine, and some people, something will happen soon!" Long Chen patted Luo Yuxuan's jade hand, and he didn't hesitate, his hands gathered his aura, and he slapped it at the big pit, and suddenly, the earth shook, and in the thick dust, a golden dragon rushed out of the ground like lightning.

Qiang Qiang ......

At the moment when the golden light and shadow came out, the weapons of the martial artists present trembled, and even the third-grade high-grade long sword refined by Wang Qing let out a wail.

"Ten thousand soldiers bow down, this ...... This is the emperor of the soldiers......"

At this time, everyone on the adjudication table looked extremely solemn, staring at the golden light and shadow.

"Boom!"

Longchen stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden light and shadow in his hand, and suddenly all the golden light converged instantly, and a three-foot golden spear appeared majestically in everyone's sight.

"Sanpin high-level, boy, good job!" Fengmo clenched his fists, let out a long breath, and put down a big stone in his heart.

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