Three Universe Days passed like this, but there were only a lot more people coming to watch. Even the organizers temporarily modified the building so that it could withstand more passenger flow.

Those who come early are lucky, while those who come late are filled with regret. If you miss such an opportunity, you may never encounter it again in your life.

It's just that among so many people, only Zhang Mengyu seemed so out of place. After finishing Pokemon, he took out his switch and started playing Zelda. After finishing Zelda, he actually took out his phone and started playing the stand-alone mode of Honor of Kings.

Looking at such backward entertainment equipment, Yirel didn't know why Zhang Menglong could have so much fun.

As for the others, they were gnashing their teeth, wondering how many people wanted to see. He was just wasting such a good opportunity by occupying the latrine here and not taking a shit.

In the past few days, those alchemists have gained a lot. No matter how precious the videos, books, etc. are, they are not as meaningful as someone giving them a face-to-face demonstration on the spot.

At this time, Master Yokeda has also reached a very important moment. He has successfully integrated four runes, and the dark golden stick is already vaguely filled with a very terrifying aura.

The lord from Xiaok civilization also opened his eyes and stared at the stick. For this batch of materials, the price he paid was not ordinary. He no longer had any more assets to bear the invitation to a six-year-old.

A super alchemist.

But there was a decisive battle just around the corner, and he had no more time to accumulate wealth, so he could only place all his hopes on Master Yukeda.

For him, this attempt can only succeed and not fail!

The successful fusion of the four runes made him excited. Master Yukeda was indeed the closest to a sixth-level alchemist.

He shifted his gaze and glanced at Master Yokeda. This Master Yokeda's expression didn't look relaxed now. There was already a layer of fine sweat on his forehead. It can be seen that refining a sixth-level martial arts weapon was very difficult for him.

It's definitely not an easy thing to do.

"Crack!" A sound that almost no one heard came from the inside of the stick. Due to the strength of the material, it could no longer withstand the power of the fifth rune!

At this time, Zhang Menglong finally handed over the game console in his hand, "It's almost over, we can get ready to leave."

"Let's go? Where are we going? Isn't it only halfway there?" Yrel looked at Zhang Mengyu with a puzzled look on his face.

"Didn't I tell you that the fusion of his materials is not enough and the overall strength is not good enough. It seems that the four runes have reached the limit. This time the refining is considered a failure. We can go somewhere else for a stroll."

The two sisters Shayana looked at Zhang Mengyu. No one else felt it, but he felt it?

If such a problem really arises, wouldn’t Master Yukda, who is the closest to a sixth-level weapon refiner, feel it?

"Hahaha, do you think of yourself as a master or a prophet?"

"Exactly, didn't you see that the master is still concentrating on carving the fifth rune? If there is a problem, he will definitely feel it immediately."

"Yiriel, what kind of shabby friends have you made? I advise you to..."

"Crack!" This time, the sound of broken metal could be heard by almost everyone in the audience.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, a crack visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared on the dark golden stick, and the crack continued to spread towards the surroundings, filling the whole body in an instant.

"It's over, failed!" The master of Xiao Ke's Universe Empire's eyes darkened. This not only meant that his batch of materials was in vain, but also predicted that he would most likely perish in that duel.

"Crash!" The metal fragments with residual warmth fell into the furnace, and Master Yokeda also looked disappointed.

Outsiders call him the master closest to a sixth-level alchemist. He almost believes it himself, so he dares to do such a thing that challenges the limit. But now he knows that he is at least one step away from a sixth-level alchemist.

Tens of thousands of years of scenery.

"Hey," he sighed, his steps and breath seemed a little frivolous, and the refining in the past few days had also consumed a lot of money for him.

"How's it going? I told you, right? You just don't believe it!" Zhang Mengyu looked at Chiradel and the others, "One said he wanted to run naked, one said he wanted to dance in black, and the other said he washed his hair while standing on his head. The three of you will never

Who starts first?”

The three of them turned red and remained silent. Who would have thought that Zhang Mengyu's prediction would come true, and that Master Yokeda would actually fail!

"Tch, you really can't afford to play with you three little trash."

"Brother Zhang, is this really a failure?" Yrel still felt very sorry, not only for Master Yukeda, but also because of the batch of raw materials worth dozens of fifth-level civilizations.

"That's right."

"Really? What does this mean?"

"It failed, but it's not a complete failure. As long as the material has not completely cooled down and solidified, I think it can be saved again," Zhang Mengyu said, "As long as there is a higher authority to carry out a structural analysis of those fragments.

Recast it and adjust the smelting degree to the most appropriate ratio, maybe you can try it again."

"This is the first time I've heard that weapons can continue to be refined even after their embryos have cracked."

"That's right, this is the basic knowledge of alchemy. Do you understand it? You just made a mistake and guessed it right. Can you really make it up?"

"You know so much, if you have the ability, go ahead!"

"Do you really want me to come?" Zhang Mengyu confirmed.

"Everyone can tell lies. If you have the ability, you can really rescue the material. Then we will really obey you."

"Although your admiration doesn't mean much to me," Zhang Mengyu said with a smile, "but it is indeed a pity to waste so much material. You should open your eyes wide and see what professionalism is!"

"Brother Zhang, you..." Yrel was horrified. Could it be that Zhang Mengyu really knows alchemy? It's outrageous that he, a person from a first-level civilization, can have so much money. Why?

Do you still have such a skill with extremely high threshold?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lord, I failed." Master Yokeda cast an apologetic look at the lord of Xiaoke Civilization.

"That's all," the lord smiled miserably, "I originally had a gambling mentality. Since I dared to gamble, I was prepared to accept failure. Maybe this is my fate."

"Sorry to bother you two."

The young man who suddenly walked out of the crowd made everyone stunned for a moment. What happened? What did this person mean when he walked out at this time?

"Do you mind if I use these materials?" Zhang Mengyu asked.

"You..." He was a master of a fifth-level civilization, but he was also confused by Zhang Mengyu's inexplicable behavior. What do you mean, is he going to sell these things for scrap metal?

Although it failed, if it were recycled, it could be sold for the price of one or two level five civilizations.

"I just watched it for a long time and couldn't help but make a few comments," Zhang Menglong said, "A few people were not very convinced. They said I was so good and asked me to join. If I did, I would, so I came."

"You mean, you want to continue refining this martial arts weapon?" Master Yukeda finally understood what Zhang Mengyu meant, "Young man, if you make such a joke, aren't you afraid that the lord will kill you?"

"It doesn't matter," the lord of Xiao Ke's Universe Empire, who had already accepted his fate, was no longer emotional about anything at this moment, "I'll give these things to you. You dare to come up on such an occasion. You are a bit brave. If I

Since your deadline is approaching, I can still give you some pointers on your martial arts."

"I don't want these things, I just think it would be a waste to throw them away like this," Zhang Menglong said, "Just sit aside for a while, I will buy a bag of oranges first, and I will give them to you after I refine them!"

Zhang Mengyu walked up to Master Yokeda's position just now. He spread out his palms, and a purple-red flame rose into the sky. The temperature was dozens of times hotter than Master Yokeda's stellar flame!
Chapter completed!