Chapter 936
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The Eighth Competition
The so-called Ten-Year Competition was a competition of fighting weapons, but the rules were much simpler than the fighting weapons of the Crafting Guild.
It was a competition of weapon refinement, and whoever could refine a weapon of a higher grade would win.
At this time, the two youths on the giant stone platform had already reached the condensing stage of weapon refinement. It wouldn't take long for the outcome of the competition to be decided.
Bin Tianwen's side looked solemn and did not look too optimistic. Their chances of winning were not high.
On the Melting Heart Sect's side, the dozens of people all had smug looks on their faces. Some of the older people did not reveal much, while some of the younger artificers were somewhat complacent and arrogant.
As one of the five great powers, the Crafting School was also the strongest crafting school. The fact that these youths from the Melting Heart Sect were able to surpass their peers from the Crafting School was already quite impressive.
"In recent years, the Melting Heart Sect's momentum has been increasing. It looks like they have the potential to overtake the Crafting Sect."
"It's not possible to overtake them now, but the Melting Heart Sect's refiners under the age of eighteen are all amazing. If this continues for two or three hundred years, it's hard to say what the result will be."
"I didn't expect the new disciples of the Crafting Sect to be so useless. It really is as the saying goes, 'Extreme prosperity is bound to decline'."
On the east side of the giant stone platform were the guests of the Ten-Year Competition. At this time, many people could see that the Crafting Sect was in danger of losing again.
On the giant stone platform, there were two youths, one in blue and the other in white, sitting there.
The youth in white was called Fan Qiliang. He was an outstanding refining genius in the inner sect of the Crafting Sect. At the age of eighteen, he had already become a master refiner. Such talent could be ranked in the top ten of the Crafting Sect.
Moreover, Bin Tianwen had accepted Fan Qiliang as his disciple half a year ago.
But now, Fan Qiliang was refining a low grade weapon. At the condensing stage, he was already showing signs of fatigue and panic. There was a danger of the weapon exploding at any time.
It was not that Fan Qiliang wanted to break through and become a master refiner in this competition.
It was just that his opponent was too strong. Only by going all out and going all out and refining a low-grade treasure would he have a chance of winning.
That was because Fan Qiliang's opponent, a disciple of the Heart Melting Sect, was a grandmaster of equipment forging.
At this moment, the Melting Heart Sect disciple was about to complete the last step of the Artifact Condensation. A longbow gradually took shape, and the entire process was extremely stable. If there were no accidents, he would definitely be able to refine a Low Rank Artifact.
In this case, unless Fan Qiliang could refine a higher quality Artifact, Transforming Heart Sect would win the fifth round.
"Oh no, I'm afraid Senior Brother Fan is going to lose this round!"
Luo Zheng had just approached when he heard Emperor Bin's worried voice.
"Humph, the Melting Heart Sect is truly despicable. To think that they would hide so many outstanding disciples until the Ten Year Competition, only allowing them to show their faces. If it weren't for the fact that we didn't take precautions, this wouldn't have happened. "
"That's right. Last year, the sect sent out several of the most talented disciples to gain experience. Now, we can't summon them back in such a short time."
"If we lose this Ten Year Competition, the Melting Heart Sect will definitely spread the news everywhere. At that time, there will definitely be more talented disciples who will join the Melting Heart Sect."
At this moment, Emperor Bin, Xiang Yingluo, and a group of other disciples of the same generation gathered together. Everyone's expression was not good.
At this time, the best disciples under the age of 18 in the Refining Sect had already made their moves. Among the remaining disciples, no one was better than Fan Qiliang in terms of refining skills.
As for how many more refining geniuses the Melting Heart Sect had hidden away, no one knew.
If the Melting Heart Sect won three rounds in a row, they would win the Ten Year Competition with a score of seven to three.
"Haha, I heard that the Refining Sect is the number one refining sect in the world. I think it's just so-so."
"There are many sects in the world with undeserved reputation. It's not surprising."
"Such a sect doesn't deserve to be our Melting Heart Sect's superior sect!"
Not far away, two disciples of the Melting Heart Sect sneered sarcastically. Their contemptuous eyes swept over the disciples of the Refining Sect from time to time.
"Boy, what did you say!"
A hot-tempered disciple of the Refining Sect immediately became angry and shouted.
"What did we say? Why is this senior brother so angry? "
"It seems that someone is angry because they can't beat us in refining skills. Senior brother, do you want to beat us up?"
"What are you shouting for? If you have the guts, you go up next. Junior brother will fight with you on the fighting stage!"
The disciples of the Melting Heart Sect sneered. They were not afraid at all and looked arrogant.
On the Refining Sect's side, several disciples couldn't hold back and wanted to teach them a lesson.
"Okay, let's not fall for their provocation. If we make a scene now, they will say that we can't afford to lose. The outcome hasn't been decided yet, so let's not panic. "
Xiang Yingluo saw this and hurriedly stopped his fellow disciples. After all, she was the daughter of the great elder and had quite a demeanor.
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