The nearly a thousand weapon refiners all had extremely ugly expressions at this time.

They originally thought that the big hooligan was just here to join in the fun, but in fact he didn't have much ability.

But now it seems that is obviously not the case.

The big gangster's attainments in weapon refining have far surpassed theirs!

"Done!" The big hooligan chuckled, bowed gracefully to the audience in the stands, then sat down on the chair again and continued drinking tea.

The relaxed look was as if he was not refining ice iron just now, but just picked up a piece of fruit and ate it.

About ten minutes later, the one hour allotted for the preliminary round had arrived.

"Contestants, please stop!" the conference staff said loudly, holding a loudspeaker crystal.

As soon as these words came out, sighs sounded one after another.

Surprisingly, 70% of the weapon refiners have not completed the refining!

Among them, at least one-third of them could have completed the refining.

Just because of the performance of the big hooligans, it affected them, causing them to perform abnormally and losing the chance to enter the semi-finals.

However, not all of the refiners who have completed the refining have the opportunity to enter the semi-finals.

After being inspected by five refining masters invited by the conference, only one hundred and three people who completed the refining were qualified to enter the semi-finals.

Although the remaining people have completed the refining, too few impurities have been removed from the ice iron.

Such ice-cold iron must be refined twice before it can be used as a weapon, so it is naturally unqualified.

In the preliminary round of the weapon refining competition, 90% of the contestants were eliminated.

This has never happened before in previous weapon refining competitions.

The staff of the conference, as well as the five weapon refiners invited by the conference, looked at the big gangster at the same time, and they all couldn't help but think, this guy is really a scourge!

The preliminaries, semi-finals, and top ten of the alchemy competition were all messed up by him.

This weapon refining competition is not immune now!

The big hooligan chuckled, stood up from the chair, and said to the conference staff with a smile: "I see, I don't want to participate in this rematch, the top ten competition. With the level of weapon refining I have shown before, I can enter directly

You should be qualified for the finals, right?"

"Okay, no problem!" the conference staff said through gritted teeth.
Chapter completed!