"Ladies and gentlemen in front of the light beam projector, the long-awaited Skyhill Sword Seminar is about to begin! Three thousand and two hundred of the best young refiners have gathered in one place and are ready for a fierce battle! "
"In the first round, all the contestants will be divided into groups of ten, 320 groups in total. They will compete in polishing and maintenance skills!
"In front of every contestant, there will be ten rusty, broken sabers and swords. They will use the most basic polishing and maintenance tools to completely repair the scrapped magical equipment!
"The so-called 'repair' has a strict standard. Only when a standard amount of spiritual energy is poured in and the damage of the magical equipment reaches a certain level can it be considered to have been repaired!
"Among the ten contestants, the one who can repair the ten sabers and swords the fastest will advance to the next round. The other nine contestants will be eliminated mercilessly!
"Ten to one. This is how cruel the competition is. I can almost smell the burning smell of the field!"
…
The honeycomb-style refining center was divided into hundreds of independent refining rooms, which were connected to the contestants' rooms through short-distance teleportation arrays.
Very soon, the teleportation arrays lit up with colorful brilliance. One contestant after another appeared in the refining rooms.
Li Yao walked out of the teleportation array and observed his opponent. He was slightly dazed when he saw a chubby figure.
He had met an acquaintance. It was Luo Dong, the heir of the Luo family of East Brightness, whom he had met three days ago in the sword tasting party.
It was said that the Luo family of East Brightness had a very fast hand speed in refining!
Li Yao smiled and said in a friendly manner, "Fellow Cultivator Luo. I didn't expect that we would compete in the same field. "
Luo Dong was a bit surprised, too. He laughed and scratched his head, "Fellow Cultivator Li. I didn't expect that the two of us would be randomly assigned to the same group. What a pity.
"In fact, your strength is quite good. You were able to perform so stably the other day when you were wearing thick gloves. Today, if you were lucky and tried your best, you might have been a dark horse. Maybe he will become a dark horse and enter the top three hundred! "
"However … Only one of the ten contestants can advance. So … don't blame me. I will certainly try my best! "
Li Yao smiled. He stopped talking and found his seat according to the number. He sat cross-legged and put his hands on his thighs.
His hands were trembling.
Seeing that, Luo Dong sighed inwardly. She is a newcomer to the Skyhill Sword Seminar after all. She is so nervous that the competition hasn't started yet. His hands lost their stability!
"Hurry up and start!"
Li Yao thought to himself. He felt as though his hands had transformed into two peerless beasts. He could not wait to devour all the scraps in front of him. Not even a speck of dust would be left!
The soft music turned into a sharp buzzing before it came to an abrupt halt. It was the first round of the Skyhill Sword Seminar. It had officially begun!
"Bo! Bo! Bo! "
The restrictive spells that covered all the broken swords and sabers exploded at the same time!
In the huge honeycomb-shaped refining center. There was no other sound except for the overwhelming noise. The hands of the three thousand and two hundred refiners burst out at the same time!
…
"The competition has begun!"
"Last year, the best time for the first round was 54 minutes and 22 seconds! The record for the last ten tournaments was 51: 24! I wonder if anyone will break these two records today? "
"Let's switch the picture to Mo Tianshui and Huangpu Xiaoya, the two ace players!"
"Ah. Mo Tianshui is so fast. In less than one minute, he has dismantled ten broken swords and sabers into the most fundamental components!"
"Waves are flowing out of his fingertips nonstop, making his hands five times larger than before. More than a hundred components are enshrouded in them at the same time!
"Ms. Bi, would you mind explaining the intricacies of the technique?"
"Of course. Mo Tianshui's hands are vibrating at a frequency invisible to the naked eye. In fact, more than ten metal wipers that are used to remove rust are hidden on his fingertips. When the wipers collide with each other, they will release a special sound wave, which can remove the rust instantly!
"Such 'ultrasonic rust removal' is not a secret in the circle of refiners. But there are few young refiners below the age of forty who have been able to activate it to such an extent as Mo Tianshui has done!"
"Alright. Let's take a look at Huangpu Xiaoya's side. Hiss. Her hands have turned into two balls of lightning. Countless electric arcs are drawing all the components and making them dance crazily in the sky!"
"The competitors nearby are dumbfounded!"
"It seems that the two monster-level geniuses are both determined to be the 'Sword Master' of the Skyhill Sword Seminar! Marvelous. Truly marvelous! "
In the following livestream, most of the camera was focused on Mo Tianshui and Huangpu Xiaoya.
The two of them did not disappoint the audience. Their unbelievable maintenance skills were as marvelous as a dream!
As time went by, more and more sabers and swords were repaired.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Mo Tianshui and Huangpu Xiaoya are about to finish their test, and only 49 minutes and 33 seconds have passed. Will they break the record and create a miracle?"
"Almost there. Almost there. Ah. Huangpu Xiaoya's last vibration saber has passed the test! 49 minutes and 55 seconds! A new record has been born! Remember this magical moment, my dear viewers! "
"Mo Tianshui has finished his test, too. 49 minutes and 59 seconds! He has broken the barrier of 50 points, too! I can't believe my eyes! In any other year, such a result would be enough to shock the audience. It's a pity that there is always someone better than him. His opponent this year is Huangpu Xiaoya! "
"I'm looking forward to the encounter of the two monster-level geniuses in the finals!"
"Alright. Let's switch the camera to another group."
After the match of the two geniuses was over, both the host and the two guests were obviously not as enthusiastic as before. They kept switching the camera, chatting casually, and commenting casually.
"Not bad. The contestant cleaned the surface of his magical equipment with the 'Fire Melting Technique'. Very creative."
"The contestant's technique is very skillful. Very reasonable. Yes. Very reasonable."
"This is Luo Dong from the Luo family of East Brightness. He ranked 124th in the Skyhill Sword Seminar last year. He is best known for his lightning-fast hand speed. His performance is very entertaining. Let's enjoy his performance …"
"Huh? Luo Dong's movements are somewhat distorted. He seems to be very nervous. This is not his usual performance! "
"Oh? Luo Dong is not the fastest contestant in this group. There is another contestant who has been suppressing him and is half a beat faster than him. He has finished the maintenance of nine sabers and swords. Luo Dong's rhythm has been completely disrupted! "
In the camera, Luo Dong was sweating hard and his hands were shivering.
In contrast, Li Yao's movements were as precise as a machine's.
His movements were methodical, if not rigid. There was not the slightest interest in them. He was completely different from Mo Tianshui's and Huangpu Xiaoya's style.
However, his speed was quite astonishing.
The components were quickly assembled into unstoppable sabers and swords under his slightly awkward manipulation!
One hour, two minutes, and thirty-four seconds later, Li Yao finished the maintenance of ten sabers and swords first. He passed the first round and advanced to the top 320!
Luo Dong grunted. His face was pale as he stared at Li Yao in bewilderment.
His fingers were shaking crazily. His hands were cramping!
"Unbelievable. An unknown young man from the Great Horn Exo Society has defeated the heir of the Luo family of East Brightness. Although his movements are clumsy, his hand speed is very fast!
"Although Li Yao's movements are not very standard, his every step is flawless. There is barely any transition. He must've received unbelievably cruel training. It is very likely that he will be a dark horse this year!
"That's the charm of the Skyhill Sword Seminar. There are many talented people in the sea of stars. You can pay more attention to this Li Yao in the next round. Let's wait and see how far he will go!"
In every Skyhill Sword Seminar, there were always one or two dark horses. The host and the two guests were all well-informed enough to not be surprised.
Now that the winner of this group had been decided, the camera was soon switched to another group.
An hour and a half later, all the groups finished their matches.
After the advertisement was inserted, the host and the two guests were both relieved and took a short break.
Master Dustless, an old professor of Flying Star University, was deep in thought, frowning.
Pondering for a moment, Master Dustless said, "Can you replay the video of Li Yao's performance just now? Slow it down to ten times the normal speed and enlarge it so that we can adjust his hands more clearly?"
The host was surprised. "Master Dustless, what do you mean?"
Bi Luoling, a new refiner from Red Line School, one of the three Crystal Suit Centers, raised her eyebrows, too. "Master Dustless, do you feel that Li Yao's movements are weird, too?"
"A little bit."
Master Dustless shook his head and mumbled, "I've been recalling his movements, and I feel that something is not right. It's very weird. Let's watch it first!"
"Alright!"
The host soon opened a light beam and asked the technical department to replay the video of Li Yao's match. After the video was slowed down by ten times, it was enlarged and enhanced. The camera was aimed at Li Yao's stiff, clumsy hands.
Three heads craned to the camera.
After watching for a long time, Master Dustless and Bi Luoling became more and more solemn, if not shocked. They looked at each other in disbelief.
The host scratched his head in confusion. "Is there a problem?"
"Look at his hands. His fingers!" Bi Luoling's voice was hoarse.
The host observed carefully for a while, but he still didn't find anything wrong. There were no air waves or electric arcs on Li Yao's fingertips. It was the most common polishing technique. Although his hands were not slow, they were not shockingly fast, either.
"Haven't you noticed that he only used eight fingers from the beginning to the end?"
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