"Congratulations on entering the third round!"

Lin Zhou looked at the forty people below at this moment, and his expression fluctuated slightly, "The next is the third round and the last game!"

"There are not many requirements this time. All the materials are provided by ourselves. We will evaluate them based on comprehensive factors such as difficulty, quality of the sword!"

Lin Zhou explained: "The top ten in the end are selected! The top three are rewarded, and the people behind can choose to join the Artifact Emperor Sect. Of course, if they are disciples of the Artifact Emperor Sect, they will advance to the core regardless of the outer sect or the inner sect!"

As soon as the words came to an end, the people who ran for the election couldn't help but feel excited.

"Mr. Lin, what weapon are you planning to refine!"

Chu Yuan looked at Chu Yan in front of him and couldn't help but speak in a low voice.

"sword!"

Chu Yan's eyes fluctuated, and the sword was the lord of all ten thousand soldiers, and his understanding of sword was the most profound.

"Hey, I want to re-forge a small hammer this time!"

Chu Yuan smiled. His main weapon was the hammer. He had a sledgehammer on his body. Now he wanted to forge a small hammer the most.

If you are proficient in using the same method, you can do something unexpected if you encounter something that is not open to your eyes.

Chu Yan nodded with a smile.

"Okay, let's start!"

At this time, Lin Zhou's voice sounded, and everyone began to take out the materials from the space ring.

There are eleven types of reserved yuan.

And the eleven types are somewhat difficult for a seventh-grade alchemist.

After everything was prepared, Chu Yuan looked at Chu Yan.

When he saw Chu Yan put a huge piece of essence iron aside, he was stunned and then whispered: "I said to Mr. Lin, how did you get the essence iron?"

Purified iron is the most common weapon.

Most of the people use it.

Even if it is replaced with black iron or fine steel, isn't it much better than this fine iron?

Chu Yan turned around and looked at the eleven materials in front of Chu Yuan. He was stunned for a moment and then said, "I think it's really rare for you!"

"Damn, it's not relative to me, you're relative to everyone!"

Chu Yuan's face was speechless.

There are forty people who refined weapons at the moment. At first glance, there are at least nine types.

Chu Yan's kind is really eye-catching.

While Chu Yuan was speechless, everyone in the seat was stunned.

It can be said that no one does not recognize Jingti, including Han Qing from the famous family mansion.

And it's such a big piece.

I originally thought Chu Yan would come up with more materials, but there was no more.

"hehe!"

Liao Huairen couldn't help laughing and said, "Sect Master Lin, the noble son is indeed special. Is it made of refined iron?

Few, few!"

The first two times really made them feel hung up.

Because Chu Yan performed so well.

At this pace, it is basically unlikely to rank among the top.

But now they have relaxed, are they refining iron tools?

Even if this is refined, I am afraid it will be at the bottom, right?

Listening to the mockery in the voice of the Artifact Soul Sect, Lin Zhou frowned, and then said lightly: "The essence is so singular. Until the end, no one knows the result!"

Having said that, Lin Zhou said, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the Great Elder.

The elder perhaps felt Lin Zhou's gaze and shook his head gently.

That's right, he was puzzled at this moment.

You should know that he asked Chu Yan twice. The first time, Chu Yan claimed to choose himself! The second time, the selection was already completed.

In the end, only the fine iron was selected?

Lin Zhou sighed secretly that the game has begun now and they can't say anything, so they can only wait for the result.

After everyone refined it, Chu Yan was still the one who was least anxious.

The meticulous fluctuations of soul power invade the entire piece of fine iron.

That's right, he was checking the density of this whole piece of fine iron. He had to have the best grasp of his refining.

After feeling it, Chu Yan's essence fluctuated, and finally raised his hand and cut off two-thirds of it.

Then the soul power fluctuated and was thrown directly into the cauldron and started forging.

As the surging spiritual fire invaded, the essence iron began to melt instantly.

Chu Yan was not anxious to plasticize at this moment, but directly motivated his soul power to start proportional compression of the melted essence and iron water.

At the same time, the spiritual power in the body also fluctuates regularly.

His Lingquan gold system is perfect and can perfectly improve the properties of fine iron.

After compressing to a certain level, Chu Yan took a last look at the remaining three parts of the fine iron, gritted his teeth, and threw it in.

"Oh!"

When Liao Huairen arrived at this scene, he laughed again and said, "This is the rhythm of refining the iron ball!"

That's right, such a large amount of refined iron would definitely not be achieved if we refine weapons.

Even if it is achieved, the thickness of this weapon is quite scary.

How to kill this?

Where can we get the edge?

Lin Zhou ignored Liao Huairen and still looked at Chu Yan.

He didn't understand, and he still didn't understand Chu Yan's mind.

The elder frowned slightly, obviously the same was true.

Mr. Ling Yu's expression was rare. No matter what Chu Yan played, the final outcome could not be changed.

Refining weapons is in full swing.

In Chu Yan's cauldron, a red iron ball was suspended there, moving irregularly, and during this rhythm, the volume became smaller bit by bit.

However, when it reaches a certain level, it cannot be reduced.

Chu Yan frowned slightly, and the moment when his two souls merged, covering the alchemy cauldron instantly, the even more terrifying compression was applied to the iron ball.

In an instant, the iron balloon showed a terrible rhythm again, shrinking again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the upper limit was reached again, Chu Yan stopped this time.

The spiritual fire began to shrink, and the iron ball began to deform under Chu Yan's control.

Gradually a long sword appeared in the cauldron.

However, the sword is very thick, reaching at least five fingers.

When the body was fixed, Chu Yan's soul power instantly turned into a hammer and began to forge the essence iron.

As the sparks flew everywhere, Chu Yan's expression became extremely serious.

His ideas are very pure.

This fine iron may be the most common material, but after repeated tempering, it can also be turned into magic.

Especially since there is a golden power in his body, it can also change the root and cause some qualitative changes during smelting.

"Bump!"

The dull sounds very regular.

Every time I think about it, it is so thick.

Gradually, the thickness of the five fingers turned into four fingers... Sweat had appeared on Chu Yan's forehead, and the terrifying consumption of soul power made him a little tired. Even so, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

The incense candle gradually burned more than half.

Chu Yan's weapon thickness has reached three fingers.

And the others have now begun to combine the Nine Palace Seal to melt the spirit core.

The speed is definitely slower than it is not a little bit slower.
To be continued...