1477 Chapter 1477 Final Result
Tang Huan did not pay attention to his surroundings.
Once the forging was completed, he placed the black thorn in front of him. Then, he closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and began to recover his strength. The low-grade Dao Artifact that he had forged could still be considered to be of perfect quality. However, without the help of the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace", the amount of energy consumed was several times more.
In particular, the consumption of one's mind was shockingly large.
In just a short two hours, Tang Huan felt rather tired. Fortunately, there were still two hours until the end of the "Heavenly Arts Competition". With so much time, coupled with the "Golden Crow Purple Heart Pellet" stored in the Dantian's cauldron, it was enough for Tang Huan to recover to his peak condition.
In a blink of an eye, Tang Huan had already activated the cauldron and the Dao Nascent Soul to their limits, and began to refine the pellet.
With Tang Huan's current cultivation, using this "Golden Crow Purple Heart Pellet" to condense a Dao crystal was already not very satisfactory. However, if it was only used to recover his strength, it would be very good.
Tang Huan was completely immersed in it, and was not moved by the outside world in the slightest.
Compared to Tang Huan's calmness, the other areas of the arena were a completely different scene. Not long after Tang Huan finished forging, "bang bang" sounds could be heard from time to time. Every time this sound burst out, it meant that a low-grade heaven's work had failed and had no choice but to leave the arena.
If there were people who failed, there would naturally be people who succeeded.
After Tang Huan, Zhang Yi Ren, Hua Xiaoyan, Tao Yanghui, Sun Yingwu and the others completed the forging of the low-grade Dao Artifacts one after another. However, amongst these people, even Zhang Yi Ren, who was the fastest, took about an hour and a half, which was completely incomparable to Tang Huan's two hours.
Realizing that Tang Huan had already completed his forging, Zhang Yi Ren and the rest looked much calmer than the previous two rounds.
The main reason was that after witnessing Tang Huan's ability to control firepower and deduce dao diagrams, they, who were also low-grade heaven's work, already had an extremely clear understanding of Tang Huan's Tools Method Attainments. They were all mentally prepared for Tang Huan's performance in the third round.
Tang Huan completing the third round of the test at an even faster speed was already within their expectations.
Right now, they only hoped that what Tang Huan had forged was also a high quality low rank Dao Artifact. If that was the case, then the difference between them and Tang Huan would only be in terms of speed, and not quality, and the difference wouldn't be too big. If Tang Huan forged a perfect Dao Artifact, then they would really lose face all the way to their grandmother's house. This would also make Zhang Yi Ren, Sun Yingwu and Tao Yanghui, who had wantonly ridiculed Tang Huan before the competition, even more ashamed to see anyone.
"Time's up —"
After a long while, Wang Shengjie's loud shout suddenly sounded out, waking up Tang Huan who was refining the pellet, and also waking up Zhang Yi Ren and the others who had different thoughts.
The rest of the low-grade heaven's work that had yet to be completed also stopped at this moment, their faces filled with depression and unwillingness. For those low-grade heaven's work that was only a short while away from success, this kind of emotion was even more intense. However, four hours had already passed, and they could do nothing about it.
Tang Huan looked up and saw that there were only sixty-six people left in the arena. Among them, there were as many as forty people who had no choice but to retract their dao flames at this time. These people would all be considered failures, which meant that there were only a mere twenty-six people who had successfully passed the third round of low-grade heaven's work.
Amongst these twenty or so people, other than him, there were only two people from the Emperor Dragon's Heavenly Palace. One was Lu Zhitao, and the other seemed to be called Liu Mo.
"Low-grade heaven's work that has been completely forged, please come up to the stage!"
Wang Shengjie called out with a face full of smiles.
Tang Huan, Zhang Yi Ren and the rest walked forward in succession. Very quickly, under the envious gazes of the crowd, they brought their own low-grade Dao Artifacts up the stage and lined up in front of Du Xinghe, Xue Yu and the rest. Next, they would begin to inspect their Dao Artifacts.
In the end, out of the twenty-six people, the top three would be chosen.
The standard for ranking was naturally the quality of the Dao Artifact. If the quality was difficult to determine, then the speed at which the Dao Artifact was forged would be the best.
"Elder Xue, Elder Li, and Master Du Que, please!"
Wang Shengjie let out another loud shout.
Elder Xue was naturally Xue Yu from the Heaven's Expanse School, Elder Li was Li Changfeng from the Limitless Temple, the white-haired old man in the green robe, and Master Du Que was Du Xinghe from the Emperor Dragon's Heavenly Palace. The first two were high-grade heaven's work, while the latter was mid-grade heaven's work.
"Superior!"
"Inferior!"
"Inferior!"
"..."
The three of them walked past the crowd in succession. With just a slight sensing, they were able to determine the quality of the Dao Artifacts in their hands. Not long after, the three of them arrived in front of Tang Huan, who was at the very back. Du Xinghe almost couldn't wait to grab the black thorn in Tang Huan's hand.
Xue Yu and Li Changfeng had just reached out their hands, but they were a step too late. They could only watch from the side with anxious expressions on their faces.
This kind of situation had never happened before when they were judging the quality of other low-grade Heavencraft Dao Artifacts.
However, Zhang Yi Ren could understand their feelings. Up until now, out of the twenty-five low-grade Dao Artifacts, five were of high quality, twelve were of medium quality, and eight were of low quality. Only the black thorn that Tang Huan had forged was still being inspected, and it was extremely likely to be of perfect quality.
Being able to understand was one thing, but being able to accept it was another. When more than twenty low-grade Heaven Arts looked at Tang Huan, the jealousy in their eyes was undisguised. Lu Zhitao, who was standing beside Tang Huan, was especially so. At this moment, he hated himself for not staying further away from Tang Huan just now.
Under the gazes of the crowd, Du Xinghe nodded his head in satisfaction and smiled. He then passed the black thorn to the impatient Xue Yu, and then transferred it from Xue Yu to Li Changfeng's hands. Only in the end did the black thorn return to Tang Huan's hands.
The result was about to be announced!
Zhang Yi Ren, Hua Xiaoyan, and the others became a little nervous for no reason. In fact, from the changes in Du Xinghe, Xue Yu, and Li Changfeng's expressions, they could already vaguely tell, but in the end, they did not say it out loud. In their hearts, there was still a trace of hope and hope.
However, after a split-second, their little bit of luck and hope had been shattered.
"Perfect!"
Du Xinghe, Xue Yu and Li Changfeng exchanged glances, and in an instant, these two characters jumped out of their mouths at the same time.
What Tang Huan had forged was indeed a perfect low-grade Dao Artifact!
Zhang Yi Ren, Sun Yingwu and Tao Yanghui's faces couldn't help but reveal a bitter expression. Hua Xiaoyan, on the other hand, shook her head lightly. In addition to a bitter smile, there was a trace of admiration in her beautiful eyes. Lu Zhitao, on the other hand, had a gloomy expression on his face as he quietly hid the hatred in his eyes.
What the five of them had forged were all high grade Dao Artifacts, while Tang Huan's was a perfect Dao Artifact.
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