Chapter 17: The Final!
After the teleportation was completed, only forty-five people were teleported back. Long Liangchen looked around for his little brother, "What about Long Ao, you people from the Ling family, what are you coming at me!"
"This contestant, please calm down, our Ling family and the people from the Foundry Guild are here, there is no need to destroy your reputation in order to persecute one of you, the five missing people, we have already sent people to look for them, it is getting late, it is better to complete the finals first." The Ling family master said.
"Okay," Long Liangchen calmed down, "Then I will beat you in the game! If Long Ao can't find it back, our Long family will definitely tear up with your Ling family!"
"The Ling family will definitely be responsible to the end. The Ling family master sighed and motioned for the host to continue the game.
Demon Blood and Burning Bones also came to the scene, and they asked Zhao Hao in the corner, "What's the matter? Only five of them were killed?" And that Mo Ziyang and Long Liangchen are here, what's the matter?"
Zhao Hao flickered and said, "Don't look at Mo Ziyang and Long Liangchen's aggressiveness, in fact, the few I killed are the real masters, they are just hiding their strength, if we want to occupy here, we must kill them! ”
"I see. Demon Blood nodded, "Now on the opposite side, there are three second-level berserker-level foundry union elders and a fifth-level berserker Ling family head Ling Jitian, me and Burning Bones can easily contain them by relying on special poisonous spirit roots, and when you win the game, you rely on the short-term huge power of the twin spirit roots to kill them, this is our plan." ”
Zhao Hao nodded, it was indeed the same as the plan of the original work. Zhao Yi in the original work failed to win the game, and the demon blood and burning bones were killed by Ling Yun who fused the twin spirit roots when he was holding back several strong people, and now that things have come to this point, Zhao Hao will replace Ling Yun and kill the two messengers of the Demon Domain.
"Below, the ten contestants who advanced to the finals will use the materials obtained in the second level to forge a long sword, and the results will be scored by the elders of the foundry's guild, and for the sake of fairness, the makers of the weapons will keep it secret when the elders score. And the contestant Mo Ziyang, as a member of the foundry union, voluntarily withdrew from the competition for the sake of fairness! So the final became a competition between nine contestants!" said the host.
Sure enough, according to the original work, Mo Ziyang withdrew from the competition at this time, which not only reflected the generosity and fairness of the foundry union, but also maintained the order of the competition. Zhao Hao nodded, he was satisfied with his original design.
"No one has a forging table and a forging furnace, as well as other necessary equipment, it must be cast within the specified time, and now, the game begins!"
"Oh, every inch of time, every inch of gold, I have to start quickly. Ling Slash said, and he immediately swung his hammer to cast. And his cousin Ling Yun was still thinking unhurriedly, "Sharpening knives is not a woodcutter, these people who have reached the finals of this competition have some skills, if they only ensure the success of casting without considering the quality, even if they create a weapon, the quality will be eliminated if it does not meet the requirements, so I have to do my best to build a high-quality weapon now." ”
The other seven groups of people on the field all swung away their hammers, and of course it was Zhao Hao who was not panicked like Ling Yun, Zhao Hao knew that Ling Yun was thinking when he looked at Ling Yun's appearance. In fact, the demon blood prepared a casting drawing for Zhao Hao in the Demon Domain, but Zhao Hao refused, because there were other casting plans in his mind that were far higher than this drawing.
A ninth-level artifact, the casting blueprint of the Heaven and Earth Emperor Dragon Sword.
It's still a limitation of materials, there are no materials needed for artifact casting here, and it's still looking for other things to make up the numbers, even so, you can cast an imitation artifact, and the peak strength of the fourth level is still there. Judging from the original work, there should be no fourth-level weapons in this arena. Ling Yun is also the pinnacle of the third level in the original work, and he defeated other players, so this time he should win steadily!
Zhao Hao finally couldn't hold it back, and he also began to cast it in full swing. Lingyun's mind has a plan gradually taking shape.
Zhao Hao was casting in a regular manner, and when the sword mold was made, the audience was a little surprised, because no one had ever seen this kind of instrument, and it was the most taboo in the game, so some people in the audience began to be not optimistic about Zhao Hao, and even broke out into a small stream of ridicule.
"A bunch of hillbillies, when I'm cast, let you bow down!"
When pouring this step, all kinds of materials seemed to be alive in Zhao Hao's hands, as if the yellow dragon was swimming.
The next hammer was finalized, and with each blow, golden light erupted from the sword body, and from time to time powerful spiritual power leaked out.
"How could it be, how could these materials burst out with such powerful spiritual power?" the audience was surprised.
"Hmph, this Heaven and Earth Emperor Dragon Sword itself can absorb the aura of heaven and earth!" Zhao Hao said with a smile, the last hammer! A golden dragon peeled off the sword body, soared into the sky, and then fell in the air, and finally injected into the sword.
The audience and other contestants were stunned......
The judges could not visit the casting process of the contestants at this time, but they were also very surprised to feel such a powerful energy fluctuation, it turned out that there were such masters outside the foundry union?
Ling Yun saw the heat of Zhao Hao's build, and finally made a move. His various materials were rich in spiritual power, so he integrated all the materials into the casting furnace and forcibly pressed them down with spiritual power.
In fact, this step is very dangerous, but Ling Yun came with the belief that he must win the championship, and he knows very well that if he casts it properly, he is not the opponent of other contestants at all.
A powerful spiritual power was like tearing Ling Yun apart, Ling Yun felt that this time he was playing a bit big, and immediately his body was out of control, he only subconsciously shouted, "God!"
The Divine Spiritual Root came into play at this moment, and the divine power descended to suppress this rampaging spiritual power, sealing them back into the sword.
"Success...... Huhu ...... "Ling Yun is soaked, that is the result of excessive overdraft, it can be said that for this game, Ling Yun is really desperate."
"Not bad. Zhao Hao nodded, "It is worthy of the protagonist of my pen, and he has done this." ”
Zhao Hao opened the author's perspective and couldn't help frowning, "Spirit Splitting Sword, level four." ”
Level 4! Lingyun broke through the limit and surpassed the level of the original.
Seeing this momentum, the audience was intimidated again.
The contestants on the stage are also a little unsettled, what is this special thing competing?
The judges are also praised, it's really not better than not knowing that I was scared, I didn't expect there to be so many hidden talents, it seems that this competition will be held a few more times!
Long Liangchen, who was originally full of confidence, also began to feel ashamed, it can be said that this game is the game between Ling Yun and Zhao Hao, and the rest are all foils.
When the time came, only five works were submitted, because four of them succumbed to these two powerful waves of qi and withdrew directly......
Zhao Hao and Ling Yun began to nervously wait for the announcement of the results......