The second competition of the Heroes Meeting, the refining instrument competition, was held as scheduled in yesterday's square.

When Miao Junfeng appeared on the field, whether they came to participate in the competition or sat on the sidelines to watch the competition, they all closed their mouths and made a silent appearance.

For the strong, no matter who he is or what country he comes from, he will respect him from the bottom of his heart. This is a tacit understanding and a respect for oneself.

Miao Junfeng didn't like trouble, and after all the players arrived, he directly announced the start of the match.

As for the rules of the game, he cleverly narrated the players when they were refining. This also led to the sound of "bang bang bang" on the field, and the contestants made mistakes one after another.

"Hey! Anyone who makes a mistake can now go down, you have already lost! Miao Junfeng finally couldn't help but say after more than a dozen sounds.

"Why? It's not fair! A nervous, temperamental contestant questioned Miao Junfeng on the spot. At this moment, he had a brief oblivion, forgetting the identity of Miao Junfeng.

"Why, you ask?" Miao Junfeng's body turned, his eyes sank, and his momentum of not being angry turned into a sharp sword, and he slashed down quickly.

"Boy, refining tools is the heart, not the tools. Do the rules of the game matter? If you have confidence in yourself and pride in your refining path, you won't have any interest in old words at all.

Works that can dominate the crowd don't need competition rules at all, and they don't need to care about other people and things at all.

We compare refining tools, not looks, and family strength. If it's more than that, do you still need to be embarrassed on stage? As far as your little bit of broken family foundation is concerned, the decay can be flattened with one foot! ”

The kid lowered his head under Miao Junfeng's angry reprimand. He knew that he was wrong when he lost, so why should he be hot-headed and make a mistake?

The competition continues, but the number of competitors has dropped by half. In the remaining half, everyone was immersed in their own refining tools, as if they knew what had just happened, but they didn't seem to feel it.

Miao Junfeng stopped in front of one of the contestants. He stopped not only because this player's refining skills were worthy of recognition, but also because this person was inextricably linked to him.

Huangfu Conglong, the second prince of the imperial court, and the mastermind of the bloody case of Xu Wangfu in Xuanwu City.

"Good boy, the refining technique is good, but you make me feel ominous. Do you have anything to do with it? Good! Very well, I'm worried I can't find a reason to clean you up!

You brought it on yourself, don't blame me! Hmph, the right time, place and people are here now, you just wait for me to send you down to the Yellow Spring! ”

Miao Junfeng didn't notice that in the retinue of Huangfu Conglong, there was a pair of deep eyes staring at him. There was both suspicion and disdain for Miao Junfeng in his gaze.

"That's it! When the time comes, whether the refining is completed or successful, stop all! Miao Junfeng's voice once again shocked the audience.

What's going on? There was still a quarter of an hour before the end of the game, so why did he suddenly announce the termination of the game?

Luo Jiao, who was standing on the high platform, stroked her forehead with both hands, she felt that letting Miao Junfeng be the referee was her biggest mistake and miscalculation in the group meeting.

"Jiao'er, don't panic, Miao Lao must be the reason for this. Now that we have put the power in his hands, let's wait and see how things develop! It's always the same rules, and sometimes it's boring. ”

Luo Qiankun's words made Luo Jiao glance at him, "Father, you won't be with him for a long time and be influenced by him!" If that's the case, I think you should abdicate sooner rather than later. ”

Only Luo Jiao dared to say this, if it was someone else, she would have been slapped to death by Luo Qiankun with a palm!

"Silly girl, you are the only one who dares to talk to me like this. Read on! I can't mistake people with these eyes, and I'm not old and confused. ”

In the face of Miao Junfeng's strength, the contestants of the refining weapon could only swallow the fire qi mixed with bitter water in their stomachs.

If you want to say that among this group of people, who has the greatest grievances, it is none other than Huangfu Conglong. His way of refining comes from the dark refining weapon, and only when the last step is completed can he be completed. The current half-hanger is no different from the defective products of the blacksmith shop for the tools he refines.

As a referee, Miao Junfeng will not pay attention to their pain. He walked past the first contestant's refining table, glanced at it, and then walked towards the second refining table.

waited until he walked the whole arena again, then walked back to the center of the front of the venue, and said loudly: "After the appraisal and evaluation of the decay, the champion of this refining competition is Xiahou Pioneer, the runner-up is Luo Kunlei, and the third place is Luo Kundian. ”

Miao Junfeng's announcement of this result made the audience immediately boil. In the boiling noise, half of the voices were supportive, and the other half were full of doubts.

Xiahou Pioneer is the only son of Xiahou Jian, the president of the Imperial Capital Refiner Guild, and the other two are the princes of the Shura Kingdom. Let the three of them win the award, even if everyone has objections, who will be stupid enough to stand out?

Besides, their refining level is obvious to all among the younger generation, and it is not the level of half-and vain.

"Judge Miao, there is something unclear below, please give me some explanation." A voice that shocked the audience rang out in the stands.

The voice came from the royal court, and it was a middle-aged man who looked very young and was actually entering the age of confusion when he stood up and spoke.

Miao Junfeng turned his head to the side with a smile on his face and asked him, "It's okay to solve the puzzle, but please let your Excellency know the name before solving the puzzle." Old decay does not solve the doubts of nameless people. ”

"A master is a master, and the words he says are so ungrounded. In the lower Situ Lang. ”

"Situ Lang? Who am I? It turned out to be the second uncle of Huangfu Conglong. Well! This identity is indeed qualified to talk to the old decay, if there is anything you want to ask, just ask! ”

"Miao Lao, as we all know, you are a weapon king, but don't you think your approach this time is biased? Many talismans are not able to distinguish their quality and grade until the last moment.

Although you are said to be the king of Fu, you can't look at a semi-finished product to determine whether it is good or bad after it is formed! If you really have such a method, please don't hesitate to give me advice, I think the alchemists present will definitely take your teachings to heart. ”

"Hahaha..., that's right, but why should I do what you say? And even if I had this method, it was my own secret skill, so why should I make it public?

If you question my judgment, I can let them continue refining. But what are you going to do if the final result is in line with my judgment? ”

Miao Junfeng's words made Situ Lang frown, he didn't expect this old guy to be so witty and confident, could it be that he really foresaw the final result?