In terms of force, other than Old Bottle, Mute Monk, Madam Wu Yun, and the like, Tang Shidao was confident that he could face any opponent below the Saint Realm. He didn't dare to say that he would definitely have the upper hand, but there was no one he didn't dare to compete with. Because he had no understanding of the Saint Realm, he didn't dare to compete with this level.
In terms of skills, Tang Shidao never thought that he was very good.
Even if it was the legacy of Evil Eye, one of the Seven Heroes of Reverse Sorcerer, he had only learned seventy to eighty percent, and he hadn't completely inherited Evil Eye's skills. Tang Shidao also believed that Evil Eye was not the number one refiner on the Sorcerer Net, and there must be many people who were better at refining than him. This time, Tang Shidao participated in the Armor Tournament to evaluate himself.
As for Madam Wu Yun's bet, Tang Shidao only thought of it as pressure on himself.
Sometimes, you have to push yourself a little before you know if you can do more.
Tang Shidao didn't care that the Great Cloud Spell was sealed for a hundred years.
He really didn't care.
In terms of strength, Tang Shidao didn't feel that he lacked anything. Just as the scarecrow said, there was no useless spell, only useless sorcerers. If he couldn't use the Great Cloud Spell and turned into slag, then he deserved to be stepped on at the bottom. His group of good friends had no forbidden spells, no curses, no bloodlines, no weapons, and no sorcerer credentials, and they were still doing well.
If he couldn't even compare to his friends with the little things he sealed, then what was the point of living? He should just go to bed early.
So.
Tang Shidao had been relaxed, without any worries about failure.
Feeling.
Studying the Recharge Technique was a kind of pleasant practice, it was as moving as training the body or deriving spells. That feeling was not about what you wanted to achieve, but what you tasted during the whole process, what you understood, and what you surpassed. It was like a baby going from crawling to walking, from walking to running, you didn't need to run to any destination, what was pleasant was having the ability to run.
He recalled the process of dismantling the beginner Recharge Ring.
Tang Shidao went from not knowing anything, to a little understanding, to feeling good; from slowly familiarizing, to deeply remembering, to completely understanding. It did not take long for Tang Shidao to restore the entire disassembly process.
However.
What was restored was only a shell.
Effects, skills, spells, this restored ring had none of them. Even if the restoration process was exactly the same, the result would still be worlds apart. Tang Shidao could feel that the Mana in the ring was still there, but it had lost its resurrection function.
In the face of such a result, Tang Shidao was not disappointed.
Before the restoration, Tang Shidao had already guessed that it would fail. At this level of crafting, the crafting process was no longer a secret. The only reason was magic energy … The magic energy fluctuation during the disassembly was the real 'password'. In other words, the charging refiners had already grasped the method of shaping magic energy vibrations and were no longer obsessed with the level of craftsmanship.
He thought of this.
Tang Shidao once again entered meditation, slowly recalling the frequency of the Mana waves just now.
Of course.
Just now, it was dismantling, but the opposite was destroying.
If he wanted to succeed, he had to find a way to 'mold' it. This method could also be out of order, because the waves produced by the destruction could happen in any situation. He had to reassemble it again and again, restructure it, and find out which wave was the real molding password.
Speaking of which, enchantment was very simple.
Tang Shidao himself knew the Resurrection Spell. As long as he used arcanite materials to inscribe engravings, the Resurrection Ring could be successfully made in less than half a day.
However, the Resurrection Ring did not need to be recharged.
The former was something that would break in one go.
The latter was the real pinnacle of another level.
One hour. Two hours. Three hours.
One day. Two days. Three days.
Tang Shidao had been immersed in this kind of debugging. It was like a person who did not know how to play the piano at all, playing one tone after another, and then finding a piece that he had never heard before. He did not have much information in his hands, only the Mana waves that occurred when the ring was dismantled. He had to rearrange these Mana waves and find the most correct combination again and again.
It had to be said.
This was an extremely boring experiment. You could try hundreds or thousands of times on similar arrangements, and the whole process could not be careless at all.
As long as you made the slightest mistake, all your efforts would be in vain.
In this case, Tang Shidao had been more focused than ever, without the slightest distraction.
More than half a month.
Finally, Tang Shidao tried all the combinations again, but … he didn't get anything!
Tang Shidao did not give up.
He spent half a month experimenting again, and the result was still the same, nothing!
At this point, the road seemed to be blocked.
The only passage was actually a wall at the end. At this time, Tang Shidao could not help but feel a little discouraged, wondering if he had too little experience and too high of a goal. He had not been practicing refining for too long, and it was only because of the hard work in the Evil Eye competition that he had achieved results. At that time, if he had not practiced together with the primordial black flame, his refining skills would not have improved so much.
Thinking about other refiners, they might have gone through thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years of research and then reached this level.
Compared to himself, he was indeed a little too young.
Sighing with emotion, Tang Shidao floated out of the cylindrical mountain and looked at this strange world from the top of the mountain. Thinking of the warriors in the Pyramid Camp … Well, they also worked hard, but compared to him, they were born with an insurmountable gap. No matter how hard they worked, they could never be compared to a Mage.
The Rechargeable Technology was equivalent to the dragons they had heard of, an invincible existence.
Tang Shidao looked at the scenery and slowly calmed down.
Suddenly.
Two familiar magic energy senses came. Tang Shidao immediately cast Invisibility to see what Lei Dazhuang and The White Beauty, who had turned into owls, were up to.
Not long after.
The two owls landed and turned into humans, and Lei Dazhuang sat on the ground.
The White Beauty carefully protected the small video recorder in her hand, seemingly tired from flying.
"Beauty, can't you stop for a while? What's the use of recording the surface? Anyway, at most a hundred people can enter Earth Emperor Planet at a time, and who knows how many years it will take to conquer this place. Even if we have a rough map, how far can we run with our feet? Last time, the female soldier accompanied you for more than ten days. I thought it was easy, but I didn't expect it to be so tiring. "Lei Dazhuang was just accompanying and helping out.
The White Beauty put away the dead video recorder and took out a new one.
Hearing Lei Dazhuang's nagging, The White Beauty only smiled. "Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I have to help a little. The Taoist priest is looking for something, and it may be difficult to find it. If we make a map, at least it will save some time. I'm so stupid, I don't know how to shoot or fight, so I can only do this small thing. "
Lei Dazhuang was speechless. "Don't you know how to give the owl ring to the female soldiers? They are the professionals."
The White Beauty said calmly, "Well, this … Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I'll do what I can to help. It's not very tiring."
Lei Dazhuang opened his mouth and stopped talking.
Tang Shidao, who was invisible, could see that The White Beauty was very tired! She just gritted her teeth and endured.
It had to be said.
The White Beauty's talent and hard work were mismatched. She had unparalleled beauty and ordinary talent, but she worked hard to improve her talent so that she would not become a useless vase. Tang Shidao found it a little funny. It wasn't that there weren't many people who worked hard to become ordinary. However, it was rare to see people who didn't use their full beauty and worked hard to get a negative talent.
In a sense.
The White Beauty's hard work in talent was like a person with a broken leg practicing running. She put in double the effort, but the result was less than half.
Tang Shidao didn't say anything, nor did he say that he didn't need this kind of help.
It felt like.
It wasn't The White Beauty's fault that she was weak, just like it wasn't his fault that a person with a broken leg ran slowly. He had to admit that this kind of hard work was real and unadulterated. Maybe some people would think that this kind of person was stupid, but if a person with both legs lost to a person with a broken leg, then it was hard to say who the real stupid person was.
Suddenly, a light bulb flashed in Tang Shidao's mind.
Looking at The White Beauty again, he found that she was actually so "extraordinarily beautiful."
Although her talent was still like a bug, Tang Shidao already saw a beautiful "butterfly."
The two left.
Tang Shidao watched the two owls fly away until they disappeared. At this time, Tang Shidao took out the restored Beginner Recharge Resurrection Ring, thought about it, and crushed it with one hand.
There was no need.
Tang Shidao was very relaxed now. He thought that no matter who made it or what magic password was used, he didn't need it anymore. How stupid was it to rearrange and restore it? Everyone should have their own path. Whether it was the ordinary person like The White Beauty or the profound person who made this ring, in fact, they all did what they could to the best of their ability.
They didn't admire brilliance, they didn't mock the ordinary.
He shouldn't blindly pursue the skill of this ring, he should have his own path.
Thinking about it this way.
Tang Shidao suddenly saw the light … There was no need to dig into other people's "password", he should have his own recharge technique … Whether it was success or failure, he should walk his own path and not fall in the path of others.
Half a month later.
At the Light Spirit Mainland Armor Tournament, Meimo and the others were waiting anxiously. There wasn't much time left for the next round of submissions, Tang Shidao still hadn't appeared. Meimo believed that Tang Shidao wouldn't run away, but she was worried that Tang Shidao would overinvest and go crazy.
Supreme Jin, the Green Smiths, and the material merchants were also slightly worried.
They wouldn't give up on investing.
After all, no matter how badly Tang Shidao lost in the tournament, he was still the number one master and a Great Spellcaster. People like him usually didn't even have the chance to ride on his coattails, it would be strange if they missed it. They were only worried that Tang Shidao would overinvest in the art of refining, which would affect his own strength cultivation.
In the Sorcerer Net, there were many geniuses who went astray.
"Yo, isn't this the leader, Supreme Jin? Why, are you still waiting for Tang Shidao? Does that number one master still dare to come, he's already 'run away', right? "At the Hall of Paramount Light, a 'young man' suddenly approached the crowd and said with a smile.
When they saw who it was, their expressions changed instantly.
Without waiting for Supreme Jin to reply.
Suddenly, Tang Shidao quickly flew down and gave the 'young man' a strange look, then immediately handed a staff to the owner of Copper Stone Hammer, "Owner, please help me submit, thank you."
Copper Stone Hammer was stunned and quickly ran away.
At this moment, the young man smiled again, "Master Tang, I didn't expect you to dare to come again. Why, do you still have the confidence to enter the next round? "
Tang Shidao turned around, "You look a little familiar, who are you?"
"Scarlet King." The lizardman youth took off his crown, "My name is Scarlet King. I'm the son of the Inverse Master Scarlet Emperor, the older brother of the Inverse Master Scarlet Armor you killed. "
As he spoke, Scarlet King stared at Tang Shidao, waiting for Tang Shidao's reaction.
"Oh."
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