"What's his score?" Lin Yan's eyes sparkled.
"78 points," Lin Zhong said seriously.
"Hmm …" Lin Yan rested his chin on his hand and muttered to himself.
"Alas, what a pity for this full score of fire affinity." Lin Zhong sighed. "The two add up to 178 points. Even if he gets full marks in the third test, he'll only get 278 points. He's not at the 'top' level." Lin Zhong shook his head in regret.
Lin Yan frowned. "Strange. How can a full score of fire affinity be so bad at controlling fire?"
78 points was actually not bad. Among the martial artists who had passed the second stage of the test, they were all above average.
But in the eyes of a master craftsman like Lin Yan, it fell into the category of "poor."
"But this little guy should have no problem passing the third test. Among the apprentices recruited this time, his score should be in the top ten." Lin Zhong nodded. Based on Lin Feng's performance in the first two tests, he could roughly estimate his score in the third test.
Lin Yan nodded, his eyes still fixed on Lin Feng on the screen.
He was a little 'interested.'
"Master, you?" Lin Zhong asked in surprise.
"I want to see how his crafting foundation is." Lin Yan nodded slowly.
"Yes, Master," Lin Zhong replied.
…
The test continued.
In the final test, the line had completely shrunk.
The scene in front of him was even clearer, but Lin Feng's eyes widened, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
"No way?"
"The third test requires crafting?"
Looking into the distance, Lin Feng frowned.
His original estimate was completely wrong. The first two tests were a selection, but the third test was the deciding factor.
Lin Feng did not know that the Lin clan was recruiting apprentices this time to craft ordinary soul tools, soul tools, and spirit treasures. Naturally, they had to test their crafting skills. These basic skills were not a secret. They could be learned everywhere in Shiluo County, but the quality of the foundation depended on time.
But Lin Feng had never come into contact with them!
"It's all for naught."
"Looks like it's difficult to infiltrate the Lin clan as an apprentice."
Sighing in his heart, Lin Feng casually looked ahead.
A blue-clothed warrior picked up a piece of metal from the table. He raised his hands up and down, and flames instantly sprayed out. The warrior in blue focused his mind to the extreme. In the warrior's hand, the iron essence quickly changed shape. Slowly, little by little, it took the shape of a sword.
Suddenly — —
"Dong!" The crisp sound of a bell rang.
The blue-clothed martial artist's complexion turned ugly. The flames instantly disappeared.
That piece of iron had yet to take the shape of a sword. There was not enough time.
Failure!
…
He looked to the other side.
A robust man placed a strange piece of metal into the cauldron.
With a shout, the robust man placed his hands on the walls of the cauldron, and his face turned red. Strong astral power accompanied the flames. As the seconds ticked by, just before the bell rang, the strong man yelled again. "Dong!"
In a split second, a sword shot out from the cauldron.
The body of the sword was the body of the sword, and the edge of the sword was the edge of the sword. It was smooth and neat, and the workmanship was quite good.
"Pass," the examiner said calmly.
The robust man laughed heartily. He was overjoyed.
…
Scene after scene appeared before his eyes.
Lin Feng's eyes flickered, and he pursed his lips.
"The content of this final test is to refine the outer shell of a sword within ten seconds." Lin Feng completely understood what Xiao Chen had seen.
Refining with two hands, refining with one hand, refining with the help of a cauldron — all kinds of methods were used.
It was like a performer. There were 18 different types of weapons, and to the examiners, no matter how or what method was used, they did not care. As long as the outer embryo of the sword could be completely refined, it would be considered a pass!
Regardless of whether it was a black cat or a white cat, as long as it could catch mice, it was a good cat!
"It's the application of skills."
"Changes in the basic refining techniques."
"It's supplemented by the control of fire, time, and so on."
…
Lin Feng's eyes flickered as he watched the warriors refine the outer embryo of the sword over and over again. He analyzed and learned.
Cramming at the last minute!
"There's definitely a chance."
"Their ability to control fire is far inferior to mine."
"What I lack is the execution of the basic refining techniques."
Lin Feng muttered to himself. His eyes were fixed on a young man who was not much older than him.
He had a black hedgehog head. At this moment, the young man was concentrating on refining a sword. His left hand was holding the bottom of a piece of silver, slowly melting it. His right hand was focused on sculpting the body of the sword. Flames sprayed out crazily. His movements were fast and skillful, as if he had practiced for a long time.
Multitasking, it was easy for him to refine it.
Compared to other martial artists, it was much faster and easier to refine!
In a split second —
"Hua!" In just six seconds, the young man completed the process of refining the sword.
His speed and efficiency were excellent!
The body of the sword was flawless.
"Pass." The examiner took the sword. He could tell whether it was good or bad with just a touch.
"Multitasking, and the control of fire went hand in hand. This young man's refining techniques are obviously better than the others." Lin Feng nodded. He immediately closed his eyes and replayed the scene just now. It was extremely clear. He remembered every movement of the young man.
For other people, it might be difficult.
But he could do it!
"It's a pity that I can't test it." Lin Feng felt regretful.
He was confident that he could grasp the young man's refining techniques after a few tests.
Unfortunately, it was not realistic now.
"Knowing is one thing, doing is another."
"It will be my turn in the time it takes to burn a stick of incense. The success rate of my first refining is not bad."
Lin Feng laughed bitterly. He felt helpless.
But no matter what the probability was, he would try.
It was better than giving up.
He casually glanced at a man in black who was starting to refine not far away. Lin Feng stared at him with sparkling eyes. He watched from the beginning to the end until the man in black failed. Lin Feng sighed softly. Then, another woman in green took over. But she also failed.
One after another.
One every ten seconds. The speed was extremely fast.
One after another, they all failed.
Watching attentively, Lin Feng fell into a strange state.
In an instant —
"Pa!" A ray of light flashed in his left eye. Lin Feng was shocked.
Everywhere he looked, he felt incomparably clear. The scene in the distance seemed to be right in front of him. It was extremely detailed. In an instant, Lin Feng held his breath. He saw a bald man's hands spitting out flames. He was calcining a sword. It was extremely precise.
However, this time was completely different from the previous ones!
The movement of the hands, the spitting of the flames, every angle, every subtle change in the movements were all imprinted in his mind.
The temperature, intensity, direction, position of the flames, including the movements of the hands, the degree of strength used, and the shaping of the blade of the sword. Every step seemed to be branded and imprinted in his mind.
He felt as if he had become the bald man and become one.
"What a strange feeling."
"This … What is going on?!"
Lin Feng was slightly shocked. He felt that it was incredible.
Looking at the bald man's movements, he felt as if he was also refining in his mind.
Moreover, his movements were exactly the same as the bald man's!
Every step, every subtle change, there was not a trace of deviation. It was as if he was doing the movements in front of a mirror. When the bald man finished his movements, he finished refining just before the ten seconds were up.
…
Bang! His head exploded.
Lin Feng instantly 'woke up'.
He clenched his hands. His heart was incomparably clear. It was as if he was there just now!
"Starry Sky Pupils!"
"Was that Starry Sky Pupils just now?!"
Lin Feng was extremely shocked. He could not believe it.
He did not expect his Starry Sky Pupils to have such an effect. It was extremely incredible.
And it seemed that this was just the tip of the iceberg.
While he was surprised —
"Hua!" His number plate flashed.
In front of him, a middle-aged man left with a face full of dust and dismay.
Lin Feng looked in front of him and saw that the examiner was looking at him. There was no one in front of him. It was obviously his turn. Looking at all kinds of metals and steel in front of him, Lin Feng frowned slightly. He hesitated.
"Should I learn from that young man, or …" Lin Feng pursed his lips.
Every kind of metal and steel had different melting points, toughness, and materials.
The hedgehog-headed young man's refining skills were obviously much better than the bald man's.
However, he had clearly seen the bald man's refinement earlier.
Because the power of the Starry Sky Pupils was revealed!
"This is it." Lin Feng's eyes lit up. He immediately made up his mind.
He picked up a piece of thick iron that was the same size as the bald man's and closed his eyes.
He believed in the Starry Sky Pupils!
In an instant —
"Hua!" His left eye shone brightly.
The scene just now instantly appeared in his mind.
In an instant, Lin Feng entered a strange state. Flames spewed out from his hands.
He did not multitask, nor did he burn the flames crazily. Instead, he controlled the flames to the same intensity as the bald man's. With Lin Feng's strength, controlling the flames was extremely easy. Although the intensity of the flames was constantly changing when the bald man was refining, the difficulty level was much higher than the second round.
But this time, Lin Feng could perfectly control it!
The Starry Sky Pupils controlled everything.
It was like drawing a picture. The Starry Sky Pupils perfectly imitated the structure of the picture.
And he only needed to copy it stroke by stroke!
As long as he was strong enough, he could imitate it!
"Hua!" "Hua!" The flames lit up. Lin Feng's left eye flashed.
His gaze was not focused on the sword's embryo. Instead, it was focused on a strange state.
Time passed slowly.
Ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye.
At the last moment of the bell's ringing, "Pa!" Lin Feng's eyes lit up. The flames instantly disappeared.
The sword was completed!
Even the time taken to complete was exactly the same!
Staring blankly at the embryo of the sword in front of him, Lin Feng was a little dumbfounded. He did not expect that he would really be able to refine a sword exactly the same as the bald man's. The entire process of the bald man's refining was exactly the same —
Perfect imitation!
…
(Fourth Update ~ ~)
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