The young man in Chinese clothes on the opposite side also saw the other party's appearance clearly, only to see that his mouth was slightly open, his eyes were round, and his eyes were straight when he looked at Du Yuhan. With a few flicks of his nose, he seemed to finally come back to his senses, his expression gradually distorting with anger. He was about to say something when he was interrupted by a cold voice.

"You're late." The sound that reverberated in the space was flat and indifferent, not much changed from the previous one, but a trace of unhappiness could be detected in it.

"I'm so sorry that this will never happen next time." The young man saluted the source of the voice, his eyes half-lowered to hide Fang Cai's anger.

The other party did not respond to this. Come to think of it, who knows if there will be a next time?

Staring at the other party's every move, Du Yuhan's black eyes darkened, suddenly flickered, and became pitch black again. Two angry gases rushed from the soles of their feet to the top door, and the uncontrollable fire in their hearts was fanned inexorably.

Zia Garcia!

Whenever he mentioned this name, he gritted his teeth and hatred ignited in his heart. I think of the ostracism I received when I first arrived, the plight I encountered when I was forced to leave home, and the ordeal I endured when I was outlawed...... The image of Kevin lying in his arms often scared him for a while, and if the bracelet hadn't been activated at the time, he would have been separated from his beloved forever.

The fists clenched tightly, and the malted cheeks stirred up a pale red, intense vengeance*, permeating every drop of his blood and every cell. Du Yuhan pressed his violently undulating chest, resisted the urge to eat his flesh, and gradually calmed down.

This is the arena, and if you rashly attack a player, you will be immediately disqualified from the competition and will never be allowed to participate, so there is no need to ruin your future for this thousand cuts.

Thinking that some time ago, the bullshit "father" came to him to show off his might, Du Yuhan couldn't help sneering in his heart.

Oh, how dare you go wild in front of your grandfather? If you teach him a lesson, they will think that they are a shallot! Since he made a special trip to slap him in the face, it would be too faceless for him not to beat him.

is also a modeler, so he teaches how to be a modeler!

On the other side, Zia pursed his lips, his face was white and red, and his fingertips trembled slightly with angry love.

Why is this guy here!

He has already been eliminated, why is it still there?!

Damn what's going on!?

On the first day he met Du Yuhan, Zia ordered the guards who were secretly protecting him to follow the other party, intending to eradicate it at the root. But at the moment of attacking, many black-clothed masters suddenly appeared around, and in the end, his people could only return with a feather. He didn't know where those people came from, but after all, this was not his own territory, so he didn't dare to investigate deeply.

In the end, Zia could only take a risk and bribe the staff to manipulate the number.

On the day of the audition, he also deliberately asked someone to check and confirmed that there was no such guy's number, and it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible to continue to compete. But now the other party is standing in front of him like a nobody, and even has the first game of the rematch.

Could it be that someone else missed it?

Rubbish! A bunch of rubbish!

Hard work and perseverance are the most important things in the education you have received since childhood, but it is also very reasonable to use the resources at your disposal appropriately when conditions allow. He didn't think it was despicable or unruly, and it was normal to use small means to achieve the goal, anyway, people only cared about the final result.

As for the process? Who cares?

But Du Yuhan's appearance seemed to be laughing at what he did, no matter how much he calculated and tried, it was still just in vain.

Enraged, Zia's eyes were closed, and he exhaled a long, slow breath, and when he opened it again, he regained his contempt for qiē. He chuckled, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

"Long time no see, dear big brother."

Hearing the other party's sarcasm, Du Yuhan was not angry, but just raised his eyebrows and stared at the innocent eyes.

"Who are you?"

Hearing this, the sneer at the corner of Zia's mouth stiffened, and his face twitched twice, as if he was holding back a few feelings that wanted to explode.

******

"Huh? Mr. Garcia's Second Young Master and His Excellency Wagner's student seemed to be quite excited, had the two of them known each other before? A modeler who was watching the game couldn't help but be stunned, and turned his head to ask Lawson, who was also following the event.

"How so? I've never met this person. I guess I feel that the other party's strength is not bad, and I feel excited, right? Lawson smiled.

"I see, then this game will be interesting." The modeler laughed and turned his attention back to the game, thus missing Lawson's sneer.

"Yes, it's definitely going to be a lot of fun." Unconsciously bent the corners of his mouth, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.

For the confrontation between the two sparks, the judge didn't care and continued to dutifully move on to the next step.

"The 1329th Modeling Contest of Lindot Country in France City, the ninth round of the second round of the third division, is ready to start. Contestant No. 274, Du Yuhan; Three hundred and fifty, Zia Garcia. Both sides are in place. ”

The next moment, a sheepskin scroll unfolded in front of the two of them, and a circle of ripples rippled on the ground like water waves, and an hourglass of human height slowly rose from the center of the ripples.

"The competition is about modelling and lasts for two hours. Please read the rules on the parchment roll, and after five minutes, the game will be official-"

"Sorry, I have a question." Du Yuhan suddenly said aloud, startling the other two.

The voice was the first to come back to its senses, "Please." ”

"I'm sorry you to dictate the requirements of the game, thank you." Du Yuhan made a bold request.

"Why?" Rarely, the voice without ups and downs was incomprehensible.

"Because I can't read." He was full of words.

Preside:......

Zia:......

"Any questions?" didn't hear the other party's response, Du Yuhan was a little confused, "Can't the rules of the game be dictated?" ”

“…… There is no such provision. The voice was silent, and once again calm. But it's no wonder that he has hosted tournaments for decades, and no one has ever asked him to dictate the rules and admit that he is illiterate.

Hehe, he can't help but start looking forward to this game.

"Then there's Mr. Law." Du Yuhan saluted the sound source.

Zia on the other side was a little surprised, in his memory, Du Yuhan was a real nerd, how could he say that he was illiterate now? When he thought about it later, he understood. It is estimated that the opponent's skills are not good, and he only won the game by luck before. I must be flustered now, and this move is just a trick to delay time.

Thinking of this, Zia sneered disdainfully.

However, Du Yuhan's idea is very simple.

As soon as he glanced at the lengthy request, he knew that this time would definitely not be easy, and relying on Meng would not work. In case the finished product does not meet the requirements and the other party successfully advances, then let him die. No matter how you look at it, he has to win this game, so why not admit it?

Glancing at Zia's arrogant face, Du Yuhan sneered.

Laugh and laugh and see who can have the last laugh!

In the smooth tone of the host without ups and downs, Du Yuhan has a comprehensive understanding of the requirements of this game.

This competition is about modeling, but unlike last time, not only does it need to be completed within the specified time, but there is also a strict limit on the number of faces, and the material is also defined - the whole model must not exceed 500 quadrilaterals, and it must contain elements of the sacred system.

"Elements of the Divine Line?" Du Yuhan frowned.

Although he has a large number of Yuan Beads of the four series attributes on his body, he does not have the divine and shadow attributes. One is that he is worried that Kevin's identity will be suspected after he comes out; Second, he has been with Kevin all year round, and there seems to be no need to store this series of Yuan Beads.

As if seeing the other party's embarrassment, the voice continued: "Regarding the Divine Element, the organizer will provide two Divine Elemental Beads. However, if the demand is too large, you can also extract it from this crystal cluster by yourself. ”

With that, the ground rippled again, and a golden crystal cluster slowly emerged, emitting a soft and warm light. At the same time, four pale yellow beads of different sizes gradually appeared in front of him, quietly suspended between the two of them.

Seeing this, the audience outside the venue couldn't help but be in an uproar.

"Wow, Burning Wild Crystal!"

"This is the Burning Wild Crystal set in the City Lord's crown?"

"Isn't it? This crystal cluster is the size of a face. ”

"Tsk, this competition is a lot of money."

"Seeing such a valuable thing is worth the ticket price."

Rao is wealthy Zia couldn't help but be taken aback, while Du Yuhan on the other side didn't know the value of this thing at all, and only felt that this game was not simple.

It is not only necessary to test the modeling ability of the contestants, but also to test the control and mastery of materials. Although there is no process to make a spell, it is also a test of the basic control of the elements.

Du Yuhan thought for a while, "What are the test questions for the competition?" ”

The voice paused, "Faith." ”

Faith?

Du Yuhan was stunned.

As an atheist, this title made him a little difficult, he knew that most people on this continent believed in the god of light, but he really couldn't think of what this god of light was. In the past, in modern times, he only knew about Valentine's Day, Halloween and Christmas, and it was the holiday decorations of merchants that reminded him of it. Now it's really difficult for him to conceive around this theme song.

Difficulty: What to do with the Virgin of Angels the Sheep?

But that's too dirty, isn't it?

Du Yuhan lowered his head and touched his chin, frowning silently, and a little inspiration flew through his mind.

"Do you have any questions?"

"Very clear, thank you." Du Yuhan showed a big smile.

Seeing that the two no longer raised any objections, the male voice announced in a low voice: "Now announced, the game begins." ”

With a bang, as the two rolls of parchment scattered, the fine sand of the hourglass began to flow slowly downward.

Zia grabbed the two largest Yuan Beads and put them in his pocket, smiling at each other defiantly.

Du Yuhan pursed his lips and cut off.

Silly hat, who will steal this little element from you.

Unlike Zia, who had already begun to make the rudimentary form of zuò, Du Yuhan paced slowly to the side of the burning field crystal, patted his hard expression vigorously, and nodded with satisfaction, his expression was like a butcher weighing livestock to be slaughtered.

Well, not bad, not bad, fat and coarse.

Where do you start?

And Du Yuhan in the field had already turned the old iron warehouse upside down on the crystal wall, and slowly activated the fighting spirit inside. Originally, he planned to use the new iron garage to extract materials, but after thinking about it, this is the rematch, and he took out all his killer features at once, which may not be good for the later games. After thinking about it, he decided to hide it.

Under the urging of the fighting spirit, the surface of the iron warehouse was gradually covered with a layer of repeated carvings, and the orange-yellow energy pattern quickly spread towards the surface of the spar. But the strange thing is that those light patterns that were originally spread on the crystals disappeared without a trace in an instant when they touched the smooth crystal wall.

Du Yuhan was stunned, and increased the intensity of his fighting spirit, even if the patterns on the surface of the iron warehouse were dazzling, but as soon as they reached the edge, they immediately dissipated.

Du Yuhan couldn't help frowning.

What's going on?