The final of the Craftsmanship Competition finally arrived as scheduled.

Because we want to catch up with the rare five-star celestial phenomenon, the final start time is later than the first and second games, and it is scheduled for Shin-zheng.

The orange sunset spreads down, illuminating the bustling hustle and bustle in the square particularly warmly.

That was the monk who had been waiting at the gate of the Immortal Gate before dawn and was now barely seated.

They whispered and talked loudly, and without exception, everyone's face was filled with excitement and expectation!

The referees were already sitting on the referee's seat. Although most of them were respected, they were not the protagonists today.

At this time, the host shouted: "Please enter the competition!"

The next moment, deafening cheers sounded in the venue, which made the square shake.

Everyone looked at the entrance of the square, and a handsome figure slowly walked out.

It is the king's inheritance of the Tianqi Sect!

This pride of heaven is even more majestic than in the last competition.

Since the disappearance of Wang Bagua, the sect has become more and more dependent on him, and his identity has also risen.

He walked towards the field with his head held high, bathed in the admiration of everyone, and felt that the vanity in his heart was greatly satisfied.

He has heard of Mo Ranfeng's disappearance, so no matter how he compares today, he is destined to be the top three in the Craftsmanship God Competition!

That day, he went to Yuandaige and was sucked away by the mysterious man, which made him unable to assimilate the heavenly fire again.

He was still nervous for a long time because of this, for fear of being compared by the other three, so he had no worries now.

He knew that his skills in his weapon refining were still worse than those of Wang Lei.

Following closely behind is the extremely tall Wang Huo.

After the incident of collecting other people's talismans was exposed, he had been taught by senior brother Wang Jin and earnestly for a long time.

I don’t know if it was his illusion. Senior Brother Wang Jin seems to be in a bad mood recently. He seems to be very anxious and wants to teach him everything at once...

Moreover, I haven't seen the head of the sect for several days...

Although Wang Huo didn't understand, he felt a little panic in his heart. He felt that it was because he had collected the talisman.

At this time, Wang Huo, who had always been carefree, seemed to have something to worry about.

Behind Wang Huo is Lan Yue.

She was wearing a purple outfit, her long hair was tied up high, tied with a red sandalwood hairpin, and two purple hairbands hung down from her bun, looking capable and refreshing.

Lan Yue's appearance undoubtedly set off another craze on the court, and the call of "Wang Lei" covered up all the voices, surprisingly consistent.

The stars surround the moon, and the attention is everywhere!

Lan Yue's wonderful performance in the first two competitions has long been spread through the photo shoot.

Just as Bai Xingyan’s teacher Liang Congyan gave Wang Lei’s evaluation:

Famous everywhere, no one can match!

And she used a female body to fight a bloody path from the male weapon refiners, which made everyone stunned and convinced!

Lan Yue felt the cheers coming in front of her, and she could feel that the enthusiasm and worship had pushed her fame to the top after fermentation during this period!

"It turns out that he is a young talent. When we participated in the competition, we never saw anyone with such high popularity."

The referees smiled, and they had successors. For them, their personal reputation was simply not worth mentioning compared to the long-lasting prosperity of the weapon refining world.

They looked at Lan Yue with appreciation, but they couldn't help but look forward to it.

What kind of state can she reach in the future?

Although Lu Feng was worried, he was an old fox and his concern was not at all.

Hearing his friend say this, he shook his head, "Brother Mu is such a bad word. If I remember correctly, the appearance of Young Master Mo's sect is now in such a grand occasion."

The others were slightly stunned when they heard this and couldn't help but look at Lu Feng.

This old fox speaks the most in his daily life. Now that Master Mo’s sect is different from the past, why did he still mention it in front of Master Mo?

Lu Feng's face was casual, as if he didn't realize he was saying the wrong thing at all, but his eyes glanced at Mo Siyong, who was sitting among the crowd.

I saw that his face was gentle, and his eyebrows were still so calm. Just by looking closely, you would find that his face was faintly decayed.

"The heroes don't mention the courage of the past, but now there are many talents in the weapon refining industry, so we have to look forward."

Mo Siyong said gently, his eyes falling on Lan Yue, and he also had unconcealed appreciation and praise.

The future of the weapon refining world depends on these children...

Lu Feng did not miss Mo Siyong's expression change at all. He seemed to be in a bad state, but can such a peaceful attitude be fake?

Lan Yue and others sat in the seats specially arranged for the contestants, and the audience continued to look at the entrance, waiting for the last contestant to appear.

However, Mo Ranfeng's figure has not appeared for a long time, which has inevitably caused more commotion on the field.

At this time, Mo Siyong took the initiative to stand up, he looked around and said slowly: "The contestant Mo Ranfeng is in good health and cannot attend the final. I hope Zhou knows."

After Mo Siyong finished speaking, he sat back and the people were stunned and then they realized.

Are you sick?

Outrageous! What can a cultivator suffer from?

Mo Ranfeng doesn’t participate in the competition, and the finals are just half cut!

"What's going on!"

"At Mo Ranfeng's age, there is only one chance in his life. Even if he crawled, he had to crawl to compete!"

"That's it! Besides, there is no magic pill in the Qixian Sect? Unless he is like his father, he will never be able to get a hammer again!"

However, no matter how many people in the field were saying differently, Mo Siyong remained unmoved and did not explain a word.

At this time, it was already a mountain that was declining, not far from the five-star celestial phenomenon.

The host seemed to have received the order in advance. Seeing that everyone was still uneasy, he immediately spoke to divert the attention of others.

"Everyone, without saying much, the final of the Craftsmanship Competition will begin now!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, the audience, who were already indignant and deeply regretful, shut up.

At this time, a referee beside Mo Siyong stood up.

"Everyone, I believe everyone is very curious at this moment. What is the final of the Craftsmanship Competition?"

Lan Yue looked up from the field and recognized that the referee was the one she saw in Qi Xiaofeng, who was playing chess.

His question instantly sparked everyone's mind.

"In the first competition, we set the magic weapon but no limit on refining the material. In the second competition, we set the material but the refiners can freely play the material."

"In this final, we have set up refining materials and magic weapons!"

"Because, an excellent weapon refiner should not only be able to refine magic weapons that he is good at, but also have infinite possibilities!"

"This... is the craftsmanship god we want!"

As soon as the referee said this, the audience nodded in agreement.

Although it is extremely rare to deepen your efforts in a certain field, as a craftsman who is invincible, everyone's requirements and expectations are inevitably much higher.
Chapter completed!