"What, didn't you hear me?" The refiner who spoke looked disdainful, snorted coldly and continued, "I told you to get out!" Dog mongrel! ”

His voice fell, Yang Qian snorted coldly, and raised his arm. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A majestic spiritual power emerged.

The refiner only felt a huge suction force pulling him and involuntarily flew towards Yang Qian.

The force was too terrifying to resist.

Sou!

The refiner flew in front of Yang Qian, was pinched by Yang Qian's throat, and was lifted up.

"Dog mongrel, let go of me!" The refiner still didn't know how to change his words.

Yang Qian snorted coldly and raised his other hand.

Wave your palm.

Syllable!

A slap was slapped, and suddenly the refiner's face and mouth were high and swollen, and blood was spitting from his mouth.

Rumble!

Yang Qian raised his arm, lifted the refiner high, and then slammed it to the ground.

Rumble!

The ground trembled, and smoke and dust rippled.

The refiner smashed into the ground, smashing a large hole into the ground, and the bones all over his body fell apart.

Bang!

Yang Qian stepped on the refiner's chest and twisted it hard, and the refiner spat out blood, and then tilted his head, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"It's better to keep your mouth clean." With that, Yang Qian kicked the refiner away and returned to the front row of the line again.

Fang Cai's turmoil caused quite a stir, and the disciples of the Refining Sect who maintained order surrounded them one after another, shouting at Yang Qian: "What a bold man, dare to make trouble in the Refining Sect!" ”

Saying that, the disciples of the Refining Sect who came up around wanted to make a move.

However, Yang Qian didn't have to pay attention to them at all.

The thousand-layer pressure was pressed twice, and the movements of the disciples of the Lianqi Sect became sluggish, and the huge oppressive force made them breathless.

Yang Qian walked to the disciple in charge as if he was walking leisurely, and the disciple in charge only felt a pressure sweeping over, and his body couldn't help but stiffen, and he actually had an urge to surrender to Yang Qian.

However, Yang Qian just grinned and said, "I really just want to participate in the competition." As he spoke, a Ding Refining Furnace spun up and disappeared in a flash.

I saw that the disciple in charge was in a daze for a while.

"Can I go in?" Yang Qian asked.

Hearing Yang Qian's voice, the disciple in charge came back to his senses and even sent Yang Qian a number.

Yang Qian glanced at the number on the number: eight thousand two hundred and six.

This number should be the order in which the refiners entered, and unexpectedly there were more than 8,000 people entering before Yang Qian. Glancing at the large number of refiners behind him, Yang Qian estimated that in this refining competition, the contestants should be behind 20,000.

Carefully pasted the number on his left chest, and the thousand layers converged, and Yang Qian strode towards the venue.

After Yang Qian entered, the guard disciple and the disciple in charge breathed a sigh of relief.

The surrounding refiners glanced at the miserable appearance of the refiner who didn't know his life and death in the distance, and couldn't help frowning, secretly glad in his heart that he was lucky to have his mouth in mind.

Yang Qian was waiting for Qingluo Qian Duoduo and others at the entrance of the venue.

After all the six members of the Liuyun Sect arrived, Yang Qianfang took the lead in walking towards the venue.

The venue is circular in shape and is surrounded by a circle of auditoriums. In the center of the venue is a large competition venue. At this moment, the venue was neatly filled with rows of refining furnaces, and there were thousands of them.

One can imagine how grand the scale of this refining competition is.

After entering, Yang Qian and Qingluo Qian Duoduo and others separated.

Qingluo Qian Duoduo five people sat in an audience seat.

Yang Qian went straight to the bottom of the venue, and the contestants reported to the place.

At the check-in desk, a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties was in charge of arranging the competition, and Yang Qian walked to the middle-aged man's side. The man only glanced at the number on Yang Qian's left chest, and said, "Group eight." ”

Then he asked Yang Qian to walk forward and wait in line in a large figure-eight area.

Yang Qian looked around and saw the waiting areas from one to twenty.

The competition was divided into groups according to numbers, and I was 8,206 and was divided into the eighth group. It seems that each group should be about 1,000 people.

Yang Qian muttered in his heart for a while, it seemed that he had guessed correctly. There were 1,000 people in each group, a total of 20 groups, and indeed about 20,000 people participated in this refining competition.

After waiting for about an hour, the waiting area from one to twenty gradually filled with people. There were no more seats in the auditorium. Yang Qian estimated that the game was about to start.

Sure enough, this thought was passing through Yang Qian's heart, and from an entrance, eight old people around seventy years old came one after another.

The cuffs of these old men were embroidered with the pattern of the refining furnace, and in addition to that, there was also a flaming tiger head embroidered on the chest of their clothes.

This burning tiger head is the symbol of the Refining Sect.

It seems that these eight old men should all be elders of the Refining Weapon Sect.

The eight elders took their seats on a high platform slightly above the playing field, and then a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing took the stage and sat down in the center of the eight elders.

That person is the head of the Lianqi Sect, Chen Zhan!

As the head of the house and the eight elders sat down, the noisy and noisy venue suddenly fell silent.

Everyone's eyes turned to the high platform, the eight elders, and the head of the Refining Weapon Sect.

At this time, the head Chen Zhan stood up from his position, swept his eyes around, and said:

"Welcome to the Lianqi Sect Refining Competition, this refining competition is unprecedentedly large, with a total of 20,400 people participating. As in the past, the refining competition adopts a sea selection elimination system, and the top 100 people can join the refining sect according to their personal wishes. The top ten of the competition will be the same as the previous ones, and will be awarded the title of Honorary Refiner of the Refining Sect. ”

"The Refining Sect has a close relationship with the major sects and the three major chambers of commerce. Becoming an Honorary Refiner of the Refining Sect means a lot to you. ”

"Next, I announce that this refining competition has officially begun. The first round of the overseas shopping competition 'material recognition', the so-called material recognition, that is, to identify the refining material, and state its effect. Those who answer correctly will enter the next round of competition, and those who identify errors or the utility of the answers do not match them will be eliminated. ”

Chen Zhan's voice fell, and the referee invited the first group of contestants to play.

Thousands of people stood neatly in front of the Refining Furnace, and an elder suddenly got up, waved his big sleeves, and the light shone brightly.

Whoosh whoosh ......

Countless refining materials were like meteor showers in the sky, scattering from the sky one after another, and landed in front of the thousand people accurately.

When the material is settled, everyone begins to discern.

Someone can distinguish it in three or two clicks, with a smile on his face and full of pride.

Others have a bitter face, completely unaware of the material in front of them, and are extremely depressed.

The first group ended quickly, and more than seventy percent of the participants were eliminated.

It can be seen that the materials used for identification are not so simple to identify.

After the first group, then the second and third groups...... Group VII.

In each group, more than 70% of the contestants were eliminated.

Even the elimination rate of the fourth group reached 90% for the horror, which couldn't help but make people gasp.

"Group 8!" The referee shouted.

Yang Qian heard the sound and went to the competition venue in turn.

He was number eight thousand two hundred and six, so he stopped in front of the third row, numbered two hundred and six.

As before, after a thousand people stood still, the elder waved his robe again, and a thousand materials flew down and landed in front of everyone.

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