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Chapter 1472

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1471 Chapter 1471: Who is Number One?

"Brother Du, that little fellow from your Emperor Dragon's Heavenly Palace is truly amazing!" After a while, Xue Yu could not help but look at Du Xinghe who was not far away and sighed.

"Brother Xue, you flatter me. However, that little guy's firepower is indeed not bad." Du Xinghe said slowly, but there was a thick smile on his face.

"..."

Hearing the conversation between Xue Yu and Du Xinghe, many of the higher ups of the sects on the stage were bewildered. The person they were talking about was obviously Tang Huan.

The high-grade heaven's work of the Qian Yuan Sky Sect, Xue Yu, actually praised and respected Tang Huan of the Emperor Dragon's Heavenly Palace so much? Didn't that guy perform mediocre in the competition?

Could it be that there was some sort of mystery in that seemingly ordinary flame?

Just when everyone's hearts were filled with doubt, Xue Yu sighed and said, "It's not just not bad. Although that little fellow didn't use those complicated methods to remove the impurities, under his control, the vibrating force contained within the Dao flame was extremely strong, and the speed at which the impurities were removed was also incomparably fast."

Hearing this, the many cultivators on the stage were even more confused.

Since Tang Huan's speed of removing the impurities was extremely fast, why had he not separated any impurities from the Spirit Color Dao Stone until now?

However, Xue Yu seemed to have noticed the doubt in the eyes of the surrounding people and sighed, "It's one thing for the firepower to be extremely strong, but the firepower of that little guy's Dao flame is even more astonishing. At the same time as he separated the impurities, he melted all of them into ashes!"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly came to a realization.

No wonder they couldn't see the impurities that Tang Huan had separated. All of the impurities had already turned into dust. After understanding this point, everyone couldn't help but be shocked. What Tang Huan was doing now was no longer a simple separation of impurities, but a direct refinement of impurities.

Compared to the other low-grade heaven's work that was separating impurities, it was equivalent to being at a higher level.

In an instant, everyone's expressions changed greatly. They had already faintly understood that the rumors about Tang Huan forging sixty perfect Dao Artifacts in a month might be true!

It was truly inconceivable that a low-grade heaven's work could actually reach such a level in Tools Method Attainments.

"Brother Du, in the first round of the Heavenly Arts Competition, the first one to successfully pass will definitely be this little fellow from your Emperor Dragon's Heavenly Palace. Although our Qian Yuan Sky Sect and Limitless Temple's performance is extremely eye-catching, in terms of speed, they definitely cannot compare to Tang Huan." Xue Yu sighed.

"…"

Hearing this, Du Xinghe only smiled noncommittally.

On the arena, it was still a bustling scene. The endless rustling sounds drilled into the ears of the many low-grade Heaven's Arts, reminding them that time was passing by quickly, and they didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest.

After an unknown period of time, Zhang Yi Ren's hands suddenly stopped in the air in front of him, the flames in his palms quickly converged, the multicolored luster that was originally covered by the flames immediately exploded, the Spirit Color Dao Stone had already become overflowing with color, crystal clear, and was so clean that it did not contain any impurities.

"Success!"

Zhang Yi Ren let out a light sigh, and subconsciously looked at Sun Yingwu in the blink of an eye.

Following that, Zhang Yi Ren's gaze landed on Tao Yanghui who was tens of meters away. His speed was also extremely fast, and he was only a bit away from success.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yi Ren looked in another direction. There was a graceful figure there, it was Everlasting Temple's Hua Xiaoyan. He knew this person, but he did not take her seriously. However, when he caught a glimpse of her technique not long ago, he was slightly shocked.

Whether it was the firepower or the ability to control the firepower, Hua Xiaoyan had already surpassed Zhang Yi Ren's previous understanding of her. Fortunately, Hua Xiaoyan had not succeeded yet, so her speed should be about the same as Sun Yingwu and Tao Yanghui's. Even if she was faster than the two of them, she wouldn't be much faster.

"Looks like the first place of the first round of the Heavenly Arts Competition is mine!"

Zhang Yi Ren could not help but smile, his expression rather relaxed.

He had succeeded, and Sun Yingwu, Tao Yanghui, and Hua Xiaoyan had yet to stop. Didn't that mean that first place was already in his bag?

Following that, Zhang Yi Ren raised his eyes to look at the high platform in front of him. It would take an hour for all the sand in the hourglass to leak out, and now, there was still more than fifty percent of the sand left in the hourglass. This meant that in the first round of the competition, he had used less than half an hour to complete the first round.

Zhang Yi Ren was quite satisfied with this result.

Although the first round of the Heavenly Arts Competition had not ended yet, to be able to obtain first place in the first round was enough to prove his Tools Method Attainments.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yi Ren looked at Xue Yu who was on the stage.

Originally, he thought that he would see an expression of praise on Xue Yu's face, but after a short moment, he realized that although Xue Yu was looking at him, his expression was rather strange, as if he was feeling a little regretful.

Zhang Yi Ren could not help but be startled, his heart filled with doubt. In the next moment, he suddenly thought of something and subconsciously looked behind him.

In less than half a blink of an eye, Zhang Yi Ren's face froze, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Tang Huan had already retracted his hand, and on the ground in front of Tang Huan, there was an additional Spirit Color Dao Stone that was sparkling and translucent like jade. Within the Dao Stone, the color that was originally like paste had become clear and transparent, causing people to be dazzled.

"Tang Huan!" Tang Huan... How could he be faster than me?

"After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Yi Ren had already regained his senses. His face was ashen, and his expression was filled with both shock and anger. From Tang Huan's expression, it was obvious that he had stopped earlier than him, and from the color of the stone, it seemed that the impurities contained within had been completely removed.

How could he achieve such an astonishing speed with such an ordinary method?

Zhang Yi Ren found it hard to believe his own eyes, but the truth was right in front of him, and he had no choice but to believe it. With so many pairs of eyes staring at the arena, there was no possibility of Tang Huan cheating at all. The Spirit Color Dao Stone was definitely his own, but it was only because of this that it was even more unbelievable.

"Look, look, Zhang Yi Ren from the Qian Yuan Sky Sect is completely stunned! "Haha, he probably thinks he's the first one."

"Sigh, not to mention him, even I never thought that the first to complete it would be Tang Huan, but Zhang Yi Ren and the others with profound and complicated techniques."

"Tang Huan's technique looks ordinary, but there must be some other secrets hidden within it. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to remove the impurities from the Spirit Color Dao Stone so quickly."

"Tsk tsk, he's not just a little faster than Zhang Yi Ren, but an entire quarter of an hour. This gap is a bit too big!"

"..."

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