On the huge spar screen, one puzzle after another was clicked and closed, drifting through Ye Changsheng's line of sight.

Most of these questions are problems that the Nine Winds City Refiner Guild has spent a year or even nine years not overcoming.

An hour later, Fan Daozhen, who was in charge of explaining, finally stopped.

The high-level leaders of the Refiner Guild were all present, forming a semicircle, and everyone's unkind eyes looked at Ye Changsheng and Liao Changhai one after another.

The Chief Great Elder Zheng Qiunong, who was standing at the front, had a sneer on his face, his eyes full of disdain.

Even if there was no incident of an apprentice being beaten and thrown on the street, he didn't have any good feelings for Ye Changsheng, let alone Liao Changhai, who played a kitchen knife.

Is the question left behind by the General Guild a joke, it is a problem that countless genius elites cannot solve in their lifetime.

With the wild path of the two of you, you also want to play with such a high-end thing, dream!

Seeing Ye Changsheng and Liao Changhai pretending to finish reading the question, Zheng Qiunong couldn't help but sneer: "Ye Changsheng, I don't know that with your genius, you have solved dozens of questions?"

Ye Changsheng turned around and smiled: "Even if there is only one, it is stronger than you!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Rude!"

"Uneducated!"

Zheng Qiunong laughed angrily: "Okay, then crack one out, let us see it." ”

"Yes, if you can't crack it, you just wait for death!"

"Ye Changsheng, the gate of my Refiner Guild is not so easy to enter!"

"Ignorant child, country man, let's go home and fight your sword and sell your kitchen knife!"

"If you can crack one, the old man will eat this chair on the spot!"

Seeing that Ye Changsheng didn't speak, everyone sneered, and even the elder was ridiculed by them.

"Ding!"

On the hedron screen in the hall, a crisp sound suddenly sounded.

An entry, like an elegant goldfish, swiped across the rippling screen and exploded, blooming into a huge flower.

"Congratulations to the Nine Winds City Branch, a ...... for solving the C-level problem"

The flickering words on the hedron screen almost blinded everyone's eyes.

Liao Changhai, standing in front of the screen on crutches, said lightly: "The lame man is incompetent, and in a short period of time, he can only crack one!"

The audience was dead silent, and Zheng Qiunong's old face was like being slapped hundreds of times and turned into a pig's liver color.

The faces of the others were also extremely ugly, and they couldn't say a word with their mouths open.

The cripple is swearing, if he is incompetent, then what are we people going to eat?

President Fang Daqi, his eyes widened, he looked at the spar screen incredulously, and muttered, "It's on the wall, it's on the wall!"

It wasn't until the font disappeared that Fang Daqi came back to his senses, and an excited flush appeared on his face, revealing a hideous look.

His gloomy gaze swept over everyone, patted the rosewood chair, and said, "Who said just now that if they crack one, they will eat this chair?"

How could anyone dare to answer, the old man who said this hid behind the crowd vigorously, and did not dare to raise his head.

"A bunch of rice buckets, a bunch of waste!" Fang Daqi pointed at everyone and scolded.

Fang Daqi was about to cry with joy, and they finally went up to the wall once.

However, he was even more sad, the geniuses, elites, and adults of the Alchemist Guild were no match for a cripple who played a kitchen knife.

What qualifications do you have to laugh at others, and what qualifications do you have to think that you are superior?

Ye Changsheng is right, you bastards, if you use the spirit of fighting for power and profit, and being domineering to do business, where did the guild get the "Nine Consecutive Crowns"?

There was silence in the hall, and the atmosphere was awkward.

Ye Changsheng asked Liao Changhai, "Master Liao, the problem you just solved is the dialectic of soft steel energy conduction?"

Liao Changhai's eyes flashed with surprise, and he nodded: "It's that question, in fact, as long as some lead powder is added to the inscription to delay the conduction of fire attribute energy, the soft steel will not be quickly deformed due to uneven heating." ”

In the crowd, a steward shouted as if he had been electrocuted: "Yes, such a simple question, why didn't I think of it!"

It was such a simple question, but it made countless refiners go into a misunderstanding.

Every day, they ponder the improvement of the inscription, the material composition of the mild steel, and the solution to the problem once and for all.

It never occurred to them that adding a little worthless lead powder to the inscription on a regular basis would solve all their problems.

Perhaps they are used to the high-end, so any low-end solution is excluded.

Obviously, the headquarters recognized this "low-end" idea, so it sent a congratulatory message.

Fan Daozhen sighed with emotion, his recommendation of Ye Changsheng was rejected many times, to be honest, even he was a little suspicious of himself.

Now it seems that without his persistence, how could the guild have a chance to go to the wall?

If it is gold, the light will not be obscured, and it is an awl that will eventually break out of the bag.

Fan Daozhen asked gently, "Changsheng, there should be a problem that can be solved, right?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Ye Changsheng one after another, and the eyes of Fang Daqi and many others showed a look of expectation.

No one wants to lose, and they lose ten times in a row, and they didn't care because they were desperate.

But now that there is hope, how can they not care?

Ye Changsheng said cautiously: "It's best to take a look first and then make a conclusion." ”

Fan Daozhen nodded, he was also too excited, and it was not a simple number question, how could he find the answer at a glance?

Even if you have the answers, it is better to verify some questions first, so as not to leave a frivolous impression on the headquarters.

Fang Daqi said solemnly: "From now on, Ye Changsheng and Master Liao are the temporary advisors of our guild, and all the experimental projects are open to them, and they must not conceal difficulties within their authority!"

Whether the crowd was willing or not, they had to bow down and receive the order.

Fang Daqi looked at Ye Changsheng again and said, "Ye Changsheng, if you can help the Refiner Guild tide over the difficulties, we will write it off this time when you beat people!"

Ye Changsheng smiled faintly, and turned around with Liao Changhai to leave.

A fluttering sentence wants to send me away, what do you want?

If you can't get what I want, you can't think of any of the thirteen questions in my hand.

Wheelchair out of the hall, Ye Changsheng looked at the three-story refining tower not far away, his heart was full of curiosity.

The unknown is always mysterious, and according to legend, the refining tower that is never open to outsiders, he also has a chance to see it.

Although Changsheng is not interested in the way of refining weapons, if he can get inspiration from it and confirm the way of sword forging, he may be able to make a breakthrough.

As long as he can forge a sword of the highest grade of the spirit martial level, he will be one step closer to the title of "Sword Casting Master".