After ensuring the relative fairness of the competition, the martial arts competition was in full swing. As for absolute fairness, there is no such thing, people are born unfair, and the word fairness is originally of a comforting nature.

At the same time as the martial arts tournament is going on, the competitions of other non-combat professions, such as pharmacists, refiners, talismans, formation mages, etc., are also being held at the same time, but the time of these competitions does not start at the same time.

Because the contestants who signed up for the competition have many energetic and extraordinarily talented geniuses, who wear many hats, and can not only cut people, but also alchemy and medicine.

Therefore, in order to take care of them, the martial arts tournament and the non-combat professional competition are staggered as much as possible, so that they can give full play to all the skills and abilities they have mastered.

And when the game was in the rematch, although there were also many exciting battles and competitions, due to the limitations of the basic magic facilities of the Rockman Kingdom, it could not be broadcast to the whole province (mainly because the consumption was too large), so only those who were present to watch the game could see it.

Far away in the royal capital of Scarlet, Muria was not bothered by this. Because every day, there are special people at the competition site to record all kinds of high-level battles and competitions with video crystals, and send them to the palace for Muria and the two Lori to watch and enjoy.

Since the start of the game, Muria has spent half of his day watching the videos as he picks the talent he wants.

Therefore, while watching, he will have a small notebook in his hand, and after seeing the talented player he likes, he will immediately write it down and give it to Mia.

Ask her to send someone to contact her, first to solicit them peacefully, and if the other party refuses, the list will be forwarded by Mia to Miles and asked him to solicit by force. All in all, the ultimate destination of Muria's talent must be the half-plane he controls.

The prizes distributed by Muria are all real, without a trace of moisture. If it's not favored by Muria, then forget it. If Muria takes a fancy to him and refuses the solicitation sent by Mia, then Muria's prize will not be so easy to get.

Muria spent so much energy, sending all the Cloud Giants and more than half of the Storm Giants under his command to maintain the order of the game, and even took out some treasures himself as a reward, what is the picture?

Muria obtained the half-plane of the legendary mage, the elemental master Hainar, from which he received a half-scrapped mage tower, a ruined floating city, and the knowledge of the creation of golems, but none of this helped him in the slightest.

Muria wants to restore the Mage Tower, continue the unfinished construction of the Floating City, and recreate the Metal Golem production line...... And these require a large number of high-end technical talents.

The talents under the command of the legendary mage Hernar were all cultivated by himself over the long years. Originally, Muria also planned to be like him, and slowly cultivate the talents he needed in his long life.

But who would have thought that in addition to all kinds of accidents, he actually directly mastered a country. In this situation, Muria, having done what Belardion wanted him to do, naturally began to reap the benefits for himself - to search for technical talent.

As for combat-type talents, Muria said that there is no need, no matter how talented human beings are, no matter how high their combat power is, they are only compared to their kind. Compared with the giant species and the dragons, the innate gap is too great, and only a very few people can have a chance to make up for this gap through talent, luck and sweat.

Sitting in the main seat, Muria looked at the impact of the four matches broadcast with video crystals below, and his face showed a bored expression, the gorgeous and destructive combat techniques and spells used by these human geniuses were full of loopholes in Muria's eyes, and there was a feeling of unsightliness.

So Muria's attention was mostly focused on the replay of the match of the Mages on the other side.

But at this moment, a new three-dimensional battle image released after being replaced by an attendant caught Muria's attention.

It was a match between eleven and fifteen years old, and the match was between two teenagers who didn't look very old, with one of the white-haired teenagers grabbing his attention, or more accurately, his weapon attracting Muria's attention.

The most common weapons in Erathia are thick, long, large, and in short, they are all heavy weapons. And the weapon in the hand of this white-haired young man is a long and thin sword, which is very different from the appearance of mainstream weapons.

"The appearance of this knife is so familiar!" Muria looked at the appearance of the knife behind the white-haired young man, his brows furrowed slightly, he felt that he seemed to have seen this knife, and it looked very familiar.

"Sit on the frosty sky, Ice Wheel Pill!" In the video, after the white-haired young man pulled out the sword, he shouted out the words that Muria was very familiar with, and then the tail of the sword in his hand gave birth to an iron chain, and the end of the chain had a meniscus-shaped blade.

"Slashing Sword!?" Muria, who was still distracted from watching the formation mage competition, was completely attracted by the knife whose shape had changed slightly, and then was stunned for a moment.

"No, no, it's not a slasher. Muria watched the white-haired young man with the sword fighting for a while, and said categorically.

The white-haired boy was a living human being, not the kind of spirit called the "Grim Reaper", although he used this knife like an arm, but there was no deeper connection, this knife was just a weapon similar to the sword Ice Wheel Pill.

"Mia, go and ask His Excellency Pasteur of the Ancient Golden Dragon to come over. "I don't know why this knife, which should have been in a fantasy, appeared in front of him in this way, and immediately asked Gu Long to ask for it. If there's anything you don't know you want to know, just look for this group of old antiques.

"Slashing Sword, Ice Wheel Pill!" When the ancient golden dragon Pasteur walked into the main hall where Muria was, he immediately saw the white-haired young man fighting with a sword in his hand in the three-dimensional projection that was being screened, and said the name of the knife in a slightly surprised tone.

"Lord Pasteur, do you know this knife?"

"Of course I do. Gu Jinlong, who looked like a white-haired and white-bearded wise old man, stroked his beard, "This young man's luck is really good, he was able to get a slashing knife, but unfortunately the degree of development of this slashing knife is too low, and he can only use the power of the Ice Wheel Pill to start the solution, and he can't use the swastika to release the power of the dragon soul and bless himself." ”

"Got it?" Muria furrowed, "it's not a fantasy weapon in my memory, it's a replica. ”