Could it be a coincidence?
"What? Is this kid crazy? He's obviously going to lose this round, but he's betting on his eyes!"
"If he could win this round, he wouldn't have been in such a sorry state in the previous round!"
"This kid is really scheming. He knows that he's going to lose this round. The Jade Cloud Merchant Union lost eight low-grade artifacts, so he won't have a good ending. He's betting on his eyes to disturb Zhuang Hong's mind. Seeking victory in defeat and seeking survival in death! "
Hearing that Luo Zheng wanted to bet a pair of eyes, the expressions of the spectators in the spectator stands all changed, each having their own thoughts.
"Hahaha, good. Since you're courting death, I'll fulfill your wish. I'll personally dig out your eyes later!"
Zhuang Hong was confident that he would win, so he wasn't afraid of Luo Zheng. He was worried that he wouldn't have a chance to deal with Luo Zheng, so he agreed without hesitation.
When Luo Zheng heard this, a smile appeared on his face. He turned around and walked into the array. He sat down in front of the table and opened the scroll.
Soon, he had browsed through all the materials in the scroll.
There were more than a hundred types of materials in the scroll. Some materials could be used to refine a magic artifact, while others required the combination of two or three materials or five or six materials.
"With Zhuang Hong's refining skills and strength, he can only refine a middle-grade magic artifact in three days. It's impossible for him to refine a high-grade magic artifact."
Three days was more than enough for Luo Zheng. He could even attempt to refine a low-grade artifact, let alone a high-grade magic artifact.
However, he couldn't afford to fail at this time. Furthermore, the materials provided by the Blacksmith Guild were only for refining magic artifacts.
"Therefore, I only need to refine a middle-grade magic artifact to defeat Zhuang Hong. His speed can't be faster than mine."
Luo Zheng pondered for a while before he picked up the pen and started to write.
When he picked up the pen, Zhuang Hong had already chosen the materials and sent the scroll out.
On the other hand, Luo Zheng finished writing slowly, and then signaled the host to come in and get the list of materials.
"Master Zhuang Hong's choices are: nine kilograms of Rising Stone, fifteen kilograms of Wuqu Gold, two kilograms of Earthly Purple Gold, and three thousand kilograms of Golden Steel!"
After reading Zhuang Hong's list of materials, the host picked up Luo Zheng's list.
Once the list was sent out of the formation, it could no longer be changed. It could now be made public.
However, after this martial artist saw Luo Zheng's list, a strange expression appeared on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he still read it out, "Weapon Refiner Luo's choices are: nine kilograms of Ascending Stone, fifteen kilograms of Martial Tune Gold, two kilograms of Earth Purple Gold, and three thousand kilograms of Golden Steel!"
Not only were the materials chosen by the two of them exactly the same, even their weights were exactly the same.
"What the hell? Could it be that Luo Zheng knew what material Zhuang Hong had chosen, so he deliberately chose the exact same material?"
"That shouldn't be possible. Both of them are in the formation, so it's impossible for them to know what each other chose. It's probably just a coincidence."
"Could it be that the two of them are trying to refine the same weapon?"
Many people were puzzled. This was too much of a coincidence.
However, Zhuang Hong, who was in the formation, naturally couldn't hear that the materials Luo Zheng had chosen were exactly the same as his.
Soon, the four materials were sent to the formation of the two of them.
The third round of the competition officially began.
"Hmph, Zhuang Hong, this time, I'll make you speechless. Not only will I refine a weapon exactly the same as yours, but I'll also refine it faster than yours!"
After Luo Zheng received the materials, he didn't immediately start refining. Instead, he looked in Zhuang Hong's direction.
At this time, Zhuang Hong was using his vitality to hold up the Golden Steel. He took out the Golden Sun Fire, wrapped the huge piece of Golden Steel, and began refining it.
After watching, Luo Zheng also took out the Fire of the Earth Lung, which was the size of a thumb, and began refining the Golden Steel.
"Why did this Luo Zheng choose the same materials as Zhuang Hong? Even the weight is the same. Luo Zheng is in the formation. It's impossible for him to know what materials Zhuang Hong chose. Even if he knew, what's the point of choosing the same materials? Moreover, these four materials are all used to refine middle-grade magic weapons. With his grade one fire source, it would be extremely difficult for him to completely refine all of these materials within three days. "
Below the high platform, Ren Wenzheng was deep in thought.
He vaguely felt that something was wrong. He should have won, but a sense of unease rose in his heart.
If he lost this round, Ghostface Shang Ming would lose nine low-grade weapons. He didn't dare to be careless!
At this time, there was a burst of surprised exclamations from the spectator stand.
"This Zhuang Hong is still refining the materials. There won't be any exquisite techniques. What are these people making a fuss about?"
Ren Wenzheng was thinking about something important when his train of thought was interrupted. He couldn't help but look up at the high platform.
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