The President of the Zhuque Chau Refiners' Union, Wang Shi.
It was a very ordinary name, but it had an extraordinary background.
Wang Shi was born in the Wang Clan, one of the three great forging families in the Vermillion Bird Continent. He had won the championship of the Vermillion Bird Continent's Forging Master Competition ten times in a row and later became the President of the Zhuque Chau Refiners' Union. He was definitely the most famous forging master in the Vermillion Bird Continent.
"Greetings, President." Lin Feng also bowed respectfully.
Although he had never heard of Lady Nangong, he had heard of the President, Wang Shi. This was because Yumo admired him the most and had mentioned him more than once.
"You are Lin Feng?" Wang Shi smiled kindly.
"Yes, President," Lin Feng replied softly.
However, he was a little curious. This prestigious guild leader seemed to be …
Recognize me?
"I've seen your representative work. Not bad, not bad at all." Wang Shi's eyes narrowed into a line, but this caused Ouyang Kuo's heart to skip a beat. He sized up Lin Feng. The representative works of the one hundred competitors were all personally reviewed by the President, Wang Shi. Although he didn't know the exact score, but...
It was very rare to see the President praise a forging master twice in a row.
The last time the President praised a forging master like this was over a hundred years ago. It was also a young girl who had just made her debut. Now, her name was known throughout the Vermillion Bird Continent.
Lady Nangong.
...
Soon, Wang Shi and Ouyang Kuo left.
At this time, the first round of the first round had been completed. As the organizers of the competition, the two had a lot of things to do and were very busy. Since Wang Shi had spoken, Ouyang Kuo naturally didn't object. Not to mention, he didn't want his relationship with Lin Yan to be so strained. This was a way out.
"Fortunately, the President spoke up for you," Lin Yan said with a smile.
"Yes, my luck is not bad." Lin Feng smiled.
"Lin Feng, you might as well give up the competition." Lin Yan was a bit helpless. He said softly, "There's no hope of entering the second round anyway. What's the use of having one more chance? If you rank last in the first round of the three scores, it would be a bit ugly. "
Lin Feng knew what Yan Lao meant.
When the total score of the first round was released, no one would care if they missed a round. They would only look at the final score.
Although they were both eliminated, there was a huge difference between being ranked 31st and being ranked 100th.
"Maybe Lin Da Ge can enter the second round." Lin Yumo whispered.
"Nonsense." Lin Yan rolled his eyes at his disciple. He said helplessly, "Look at the score of the first round."
Lin Yumo looked up at the big screen in the sky. Lin Feng followed Lin Yan's gaze and looked over. At this time, the scores of the first round were all out. There were only 99 names, and his name wasn't on it. The lowest score was 135. Presumably, it was a failed refinement. The highest score wasn't Lady Nangong, but Wang Fu's Wang Bo —
936 points.
She was 25 points higher than Madam Nangong.
Ji Chang, ranked 30th, had a score of 701.
Lin Yan, ranked 27th. Yumo, ranked 83rd.
"The total score of the first round is determined by the three scores." Lin Feng pondered. He was very clear about the 'rules'. "The two rounds of refinement, plus the score of the representative works, will be the total score of the first round. The top 30 will enter the second round."
"The representative works are usually the best works of the refiner. The score is usually very high. The total score is 1000 points, and the majority is between 800 and 900 points."
"The first and second round of refinement on the spot has a total score of 1200 points. It's not easy to get a high score."
There was only one chance to refine on the spot. In addition to the unique environment of the Tōhoku Stairway, refiners would often choose the 'safe' way to refine.
High scores were very rare.
"If I want to advance to the second round, I just need to use the 30th place as an imaginary opponent to calculate my score."
"In the first round, the 30th place will get 701 points. In the second round, the difficulty of entering the second level of the Tōhoku Stairway is higher, and the score will be lower. According to what Wang Mu told me before, there should be a difference of around 100 points. I will treat him as 601 points. Plus the 900 points of the representative works, the total score is … "
"2202 points."
Lin Feng's eyes flickered, and he shook his head.
No wonder Yan Lao said so. Even if he got the full score of '1000 points' for the representative works and '1200 points' for the second round, he got 0 points in the first round. His total score was not more than 2200 points, which was still not enough to reach the 30th place.
Moreover, to get full score?
He was a bit too whimsical.
Not to mention the representative works, just the first round of the competition, out of the full score of 1200 points, the highest was only Wang Bo's 936 points. It was not even 1000 points. Although Lin Feng was confident in his own strength, he was not arrogant. He was still clear about his own strength.
"Lin Da Ge." Lin Yumo's beautiful eyes flickered with an apologetic look.
Indeed, as her master said, she was a bit too presumptuous. If Lin Da Ge wanted to advance to the second round, it would not only be a miracle, but a miracle of miracles.
"It doesn't matter. The important thing is to participate." Lin Feng smiled indifferently, not minding.
Even if he participated in the first round of the competition, he would not get any points. Instead, he could learn a little about the 'basics' of Astral Weapon Refinement. From another perspective, at least he had profited. As for the 'Astral Weapon Refinement' of the second round, he would do his best.
According to Yan Lao …
Even if he was eliminated, at least his total score would be slightly better.
It would be fine as long as he did not end up at the bottom.
…
"Yo, Old Yan, your Lin clan is really willing to invest." Pang Hui's eyes flickered, and he leisurely strolled over with a faint mocking smile. Although Pang Hui was also not good at Astral Weapon Refinement, his score in the first round was 20 points higher than Lin Yan's.
Sizing up Lin Feng, Pang Hui's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt. He had never seen Lin Feng before.
"Hehe, I brought these two little guys to see the world." Lin Yan gently stroked his long beard and smiled.
"Is that so?" Pang Hui's eyes flashed, and he smiled. "I thought that after the internal strife of the Lin clan, there would be no talent left. It seems that I worried too much."
"Old Pang, thank you for your concern. My Lin clan is fine," Lin Yan said indifferently.
"I hope so. I also don't want my Pang family to dominate Shiluo County in the future." Pang Hui raised his eyebrows and smiled confidently. "You also know that there will only be progress when there is competition. Without an opponent like the Lin clan, wouldn't it be too boring? Just like the last Weapon Refinement Master Competition, without you, Yan Lao, chasing after me, how could I have improved so much in the past ten years? "
"Speaking of which, I still have to thank you, Yan Lao." Pang Hui smiled.
Lin Yan frowned, but he could not refute. Indeed, he had been suppressed by Pang Hui for hundreds of years.
In terms of weapon refinement skills, Pang Hui was indeed better than him.
"Every dog has its day. The competition has just begun. Isn't it too early for Senior Pang to be happy?" Lin Feng stepped forward and looked straight at Pang Hui. His bright eyes flashed with a strong spiritual pressure.
In an instant —
"Bang! Bang!! "Pang Hui's heartbeat sped up. His expression was a little ugly, and he took a step back.
In terms of strength, he was on par with Lin Yan. Combat power was not his forte, and he could only be considered an ordinary Star Sector-level warrior. How could he compare to the current Lin Feng?
"You!" Pang Hui was a little angry. Just as he was about to speak, he was suddenly interrupted by Lin Feng. "It's clear at a glance whether it's the young or the old. Your Pang family is full of the same old faces. Don't you feel bored? Could it be that the Pang Clan doesn't even have a rising star that can be brought to the stage? "
"Of course not!" Pang Hui shouted, but he was obviously a little out of breath.
He did not dare to look at Lin Feng. He was completely suppressed by his aura, and he felt an inexplicable panic.
"Then what is it?" Lin Feng said indifferently. He slowly stepped forward, and his domain followed like a shadow. His eyes were like black holes, releasing a strong pressure. He did not use his full strength, but it was easy to suppress a mere Pang Hui.
"You, you!" Pang Hui felt a little flustered. The terrifying pressure was as big as a mountain.
He had never been angered like this. He gritted his teeth, but he could not get angry. Clenching his fists, Pang Hui's eyes deepened. "Good, very good. You have a glib tongue! I don't want to argue with you. Whether you are a dragon or a snake, you will know after the competition. Humph! "Pang Hui left in a huff. He was so angry that his face turned red.
Lin Feng smiled indifferently. He turned around and winked at Yumo. The latter smiled and gave him a thumbs-up.
...
"Oh?"
"A refiner?"
In the crowd, a grey-clothed young man stared at Lin Feng with sharp eyes.
Just now, he felt a strong "threat" that moved his heart again.
"What's wrong, Young Master Jin?" The old White Beard asked curiously.
"Nothing." The grey-clothed young man pointed at Lin Feng and said in a low voice, "Old Hu, do you know where he came from?"
Following the grey-clothed young man's finger, the old White Beard's eyes flashed. He looked at the other side of the sky. The list of all refiners was there. After scanning it, the old White Beard slowly said, "Young Master, he should be 'Lin Feng' from the Lin clan of Shiluo Commandery. He is a newly promoted refiner. I have never heard of him before."
"Lin clan, Lin Feng..." The grey-clothed young man's eyes lit up. He nodded thoughtfully.
"Interesting."
...
"Phew, he is finally here."
"Yes, but he is a little too late. This little guy can really be late."
Lin Zhen and Lin Zhan were also in the crowd. Lin Zhong and the other Earth rank refiners were also here to watch the competition. Almost all refiners in the Vermillion Bird Continent would gather at the once-in-a-decade refiner competition, regardless of whether they were participating or not. After all, this was a grand event and gathering for refiners. It was also a good opportunity to 'learn'.
If they could secretly learn a move or two, it would be a great benefit.
"He got 0 points in the first round. It's over." Lin Zhan shrugged.
"Originally, I was hoping that he would make a big upset. At that time, if he could enter the top ten of the competition together with Elder Yan, then the family could be said to have made a big profit." Lin Zhen helplessly shook his head.
"Enter the top ten?" Lin Zhan's eyes widened. "You must be joking. Father, is Lin Feng very good at refining?"
"Nonsense." Lin Zhen rolled his eyes at Lin Zhan. "What do you know? Lin Feng's refining ability..."
"He is even better than Yan Lao."
"Ah! It can't be, right? "
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