"Eight points?"

Mo Rusong turned his head and glanced at Ge Heng, a touch of dissatisfaction flashed in his pupils. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The annual Demon Forging has lasted for a hundred years, and the system has long been mature, and generally speaking, there will be no major differences.

"Master Ge Heng," Mo Rusong said in a deep voice, "What is the reason why you give eight points? That desolate fire has the effect of refining the 'Ancient Attribute', and it should be ten points." ”

"Didn't he say it himself?" Ge Heng narrowed his eyes and said with compassion, "This fire needs to stimulate the bloodline ability - burning, consuming double the magic power, it can't last, and it naturally has to deduct ......points."

"yes, I see. Mo Rusong nodded, his face was not very good-looking.

For the Demon Forge, doubling the mana loss is definitely not a problem.

A magic forger is often used alternately with a variety of flames, and the demand for the duration of the heart fire is not high. What's more, even if the magic power is insufficient, a few tubes of magic potions can ease this problem.

To put it bluntly, this is just a pretext, Ge Heng is clearly retaliating!

The refining of demon forging has always been fair and just, and it has been so stirred up by Ge Heng, if it spreads, I am afraid that the prestige of this grand event will be ruined!

Mo Rusong was dissatisfied.

"Rather asked, twenty-eight points!"

Ning Wen raised his head and stepped off the stage with his head held high.

"Boy, keep a low profile......" Li Yi couldn't laugh and shook his head, "Didn't you see Ge Heng's expression? ”

"Hmph, could it be that if I keep a low profile, he will let me go? How is it possible!" Ning Wen shrugged his shoulders and looked proud, "Besides, what if someone makes a stumbling block? I Ning asked, it is still the top of the list!"

It's a pity that he spoke early.

Roar!

A deafening beast roar, like a shock, echoed in the nine skies!

"This is ......" Li Yi turned around with a solemn expression.

The golden flame surged and turned into a unicorn beast roaring at the sky, the sound waves and golden light surging and intertwined, faintly condensing into substance, distorting space and shaking heaven and earth.

This beast is like an ancient fierce beast - the real beast!

"True Flame of the Fox!" Mo Rusong exclaimed in silence and couldn't help but stand up, "Black Stream, you are not only a shaman, but also a beast soul person?"

"Not bad!"

The tall man nodded, and said in a strange tone.

"A Mongolian?" Li Yi was stunned for a moment, curious, "Now, when the two countries meet each other, they still dare to appear in the empire?"

"When the two countries fight each other, they will not kill them. Ning Wen shook his head, "This magic forging has lasted for a hundred years, and no matter what the relationship between the two countries is, there have always been Mongolian people who participated. ”

"True Flame?" Li Yi stared at the flame of light with burning eyes, rubbing her chin.

This flame comes from the primeval fierce beast - the true dragon, and the Mengren named Heiliu is naturally a beast soul person, refining the soul of the true dragon into his body.

"True Flame of Spirit, its casting equipment, has the attribute of 'Roar', which can spill out furious sound waves and shatter the musculoskeletal of the enemy! Ning Wen commented.

Sure enough, the Black Stream received a perfect score of thirty points.

The faces of the crowd were complicated.

In this demonic forging refining, almost all of them were dry people, but they were taken the lead by a Mongolian person, and everyone felt that their faces were gloomy.

......

Level 2 – Hammer Technique.

This level, not surprisingly, has also become a confrontation between the three.

"Drink, drink, drink!"

Han Chuan roared loudly, his movements were heroic and domineering, his gestures were like mountains pouring into the sea, the sound of wind and thunder was rioting, the weather was heroic, and he was wild!

"This hammer technique, nine ridge strikes!" Ge Heng's expression was arrogant, "This hammering method can strengthen the weapon attributes such as 'strong', 'heavy', and 'shield', making its strength skyrocket!"

"Nine points. ”

"Nine points. ”

"Ten points. ”

In the end, Han Chuan scored 28 points.

"Hah!"

Ning Wen took a long breath, swiped the hammer in his right hand, and the hammer fell!

Airplanes!

As soon as the hammer fell, it turned into a string of phantoms, trembling in a very small area, striking thousands of times in an instant, and the humming sound was endless.

"This is - Hundred Forging Strikes!" Mo Rusong nodded, "If my guess is correct, this technique should be realized by Ning Wen from the Hundred Refining Cangsheng Hammer! This hammer technique, repeatedly knocked and superimposed, can further strengthen the basic attributes of the equipment. If it is combined with the Hundred Refining Life Hammer, it will have an extremely terrifying effect. ”

"Nine points. ”

"Nine points. ”

"Five points. ”

Mo Rusong was furious when he heard this, a chill swept through his pupils, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Ge, I'm afraid this score is not appropriate......

"What is competing in this round is the hammer technique!" Ge Heng looked innocent, "And those hundred forging attacks, it takes a hundred refining of the Cangsheng Hammer to exert a supreme effect." Judging from the hammer technique itself, it is really ......."

Mo Rusong was not easy to refute, his face was cold, and he was almost dripping.

"This bastard......" Li Yi frowned, her expression gloomy.

"This technique is an immortal strike!"

The black current dance hammer, the movements are unpredictable, like an ancient war dance, secretly connecting the world to the road, and the reins are endless. That hammer and hammer bombarded the void, and it actually gave birth to hidden cloud patterns, gathering and scattering endlessly.

"It's ......" the crowd was shocked again.

In the Mengyuan Empire, most of those who can be crowned with the word "immortal" are extraordinary.

And this technique is also the strongest forging technique of the Mongolian people, the legend is that it is given by the immortal heaven, and it is incomparably powerful! This hammer technique can forge layered cloud patterns on top of the weapon, which can strengthen the attributes of "sharpness", "demon breaking", "broken iron", etc., which is extremely terrifying!

"Ten points. ”

"Ten points. ”

"Ten points. ”

The three magic forging masters also gave ten points.

"Another perfect score!"

"This Mengren is a little capable......"

"This brute, how powerful is he?"

......

All around, the sound of whispering changed from sparse to dense.

Everyone's faces were complicated, and they were suspicious: Could it be that this time, the top of the Demon Forging Refining List will fall into the hands of the Mengren?

This is a great shame for the Great Qian Empire!

"Daqian Empire, no one!" Heiliu smiled awe-inspiringly, and made an insulting gesture with his palm, extremely arrogant, staring at all directions.

In an instant, the crowd was enraged and shouted and cursed.

"This barbarian is too blind!"

"That's it, a barbarian, a beast that drinks blood, and dares to be arrogant?"

"Barbarian, aren't you afraid to lie down and leave Daqian?"

......

"Ridiculous, a group of women!" Heiliu raised his eyes and looked around, suddenly showing disdain, and sneered, "If it's a real man, just rely on your own ability to speak!

This sentence choked everyone back.

Everyone was deeply aggrieved.

Almost all of the people present were Dry Demon Forges, and they couldn't beat a Mengren!

"This barbarian......" Mo Rusong gritted his teeth, paused, and couldn't help but glance at Ge Heng again.

But Ge Heng's expression made him more and more angry.

But I saw that Ge Heng had an old look on his face, and there was no wave in his eyes, as if he had nothing to do with him.

"It's really good to cultivate! Being kicked in the face by a foreigner and bullied to the door, can you still feel like water?" Mo Rusong sneered in his heart, and scolded secretly, "Why do you make things difficult for the people of your own clan?"

Mo Rusong could see that this Mongolian man was obviously determined to win the championship and came prepared.

Originally, the gap between Ning Wen and him was not big, but he was tossed by Ge Heng, so that he was distanced.

"This old ghost ......," Mo Rusong scolded secretly.

"At the moment of foreign enemies, they still don't forget the internal fighting?" Li Yi saw this scene, shook his head, and secretly disdained in his heart, "It seems that no matter which dynasty or generation, there is never a shortage of such people......"

He could guess Ge Heng's thoughts.

That Mengren Black Stream, even if he won the top spot, he had to return to Mengyuan, and he had no stake in Han Chuan. And Ning Wen is different, the two of them are both demon forging masters of the Great Qian Empire, if Ning Wen wins the top spot, he will overwhelm Han Chuan.

Han Chuan was Ge Heng's disciple, while Ge Heng was only staring at his own one-third of an acre, only thinking about overpowering Ning Wen. As for the face of the Demon Forging Guild, the dignity of the empire, and the honor and disgrace of the cadres, he didn't care about it at all.

"Scum!" Li Yi snorted coldly.

In the north, he had witnessed forbidden cavalry who were going to die shouting "for the sake of the empire"; in the west, he had seen generals and soldiers who had been guarding the frontier for many years. These people, although they are not low, are by no means generous.

And Ge Heng, as a demon forging master of the Divine Capital Secret Temple, not only lives a leisurely life, but also enjoys the richest offerings in the empire, but he has no feelings for his own country.

This kind of person is a real scumbag.

Maybe Li Yi had been staring at him for a long time, Ge Heng turned his head and looked at him.

"Master Ge," Li Yi cut his neck with his hand, and said silently, "I will pull you down from your position." ”

Ge Heng read Li Yi's lips, his face sank, and he sneered: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

He didn't know Li Yi, so naturally he wouldn't take the threat of a little mage seriously. Besides, even if he recognized Li Yi, Ge Heng didn't think that with his unique identity, Li Yi could shake him.

The third level, the magic forge.

In the big basket, countless light gray sword embryos fell down in all directions, and the edge was blunt.

"These sword embryos, with the same attributes, all have only basic attributes. Your job is to forge it into a sword in one day and then hand it over to the three masters for grading. The host explained slowly, pointing to the smoking furnace behind him, "Here, there are all kinds of forged fires, you can go and get them from each other...... Let's get started!"

In a word, everyone swooped out like predatory beasts.

Only Ning Wen stood in place, motionless, more eye-catching

"Oh, have you given up?" Ge Heng shrugged, "Young people nowadays have too bad temperament to stand any setbacks......

He naturally thought that his various methods had finally affected Ning Wen's mood.

"Hmph!" Ning Wen raised his head suddenly, his face was not depressed, but a powerful battle intent.

He suddenly changed hands, and the Hundred Refining Hammer in his right hand fell into his left palm.

"Hmm, is Ning asking is it left-handed?" Zhen Xue said curiously when she saw this scene.

"Absolutely not!" Mo Rusong shook his head, "Judging from his smelting techniques, he is by no means left-handed. ”

"Then what is he ......?"

Everyone was suspicious, Ning Wen's right palm was weak, and countless magnificent rays of light were like torrents, gathering in the palm of their hands!

"W-what kind of hammer is this?"