The final battle arena of the Weapon Refiner Competition is huge and crowded!

As one after another outstanding and majestic figures stepped into this valley, the audience in the surrounding stands immediately became excited.

"Coming, coming, they are all coming."

"It's such an exciting moment. I couldn't sleep last night. I'm just waiting for today."

"I wonder who will have the last laugh?"

"Originally, I thought the favorites to win were Fu Yue from Kexianmen and Ding Chen from Tiangongdian, but yesterday's Xiao Nuo was undoubtedly the best in the game!"

"Yes, Xiao Nuo from the Mortal Immortal Holy Academy, I am most looking forward to his performance."

"I'm also looking forward to it. To be honest, I never dreamed yesterday that all the disciples of Master Jia Xiu and Master Cao Xi would be eliminated."

"..."

One after another, figures entered the competition area. They were like stars in the sky, shining brightly.

At this time, Fang Zilin, the elder of Tiangong Hall, appeared above the arena riding a white-feathered flying crane.

She said, "The twenty-eight qualified candidates can go on stage first. When the palace master and several weapon refinement masters arrive, the competition can begin!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the field became even more jubilant.

"Will Hall Master Fang Chengcang also attend?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? After all, Tiangong Palace is also the host of the weapon refining competition. As the master of the first palace, I can't be absent!"

"Look at the audience seats in the front row. They are all big shots from the Immortal Vault Holy Land."

"..."

Not long after Fang Zilin finished speaking, figures jumped up one after another and landed on the high platform in the valley one after another.

"Everyone can check the furnace and forging table first to see if there are any problems. If there are any problems, please raise them in time. Once the competition starts, it cannot be interrupted."

Fang Zilin continued to remind.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

Ji Surong from the Taizu Sect, Fu Yue from the Immortal Sect, Ding Chen from the Tiangong Hall, Xi Liuyi, Fang Yuxue and others all also took action.

"Senior Brother Ding Chen, Sister Liu Yi, the three of us happen to be in a row!"

Fang Yuxue said to Ding Chen and Xie Liuyi with a smile.

"Then..." Ding Chen patted Fang Yuxue on the shoulder and said, "It would be nice if you were here..."

"Why?" Fang Yuxue asked puzzledly.

Ding Chen replied, "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

Fang Yuxue was even more confused, "What about the truth? What about lies?"

"Lies are euphemistic, truth is direct!"

"I choose lies!"

"The lie is that your sister Liu Yi and I are afraid that it will affect your performance!"

"What about the truth?"

"The truth is the other way around!"

in turn?

Fang Yuxue frowned and pointed at herself, "

Are you two afraid that I will affect your performance?"

"You know, this is the finals, it's very intense. If something goes wrong with you, the two of us may suffer, so be obedient and find a corner by yourself. The task of competing for the championship is handed over to you.

Just give it to me and Xi Liuyi..."

After saying that, Ding Chen and Xi Liuyi looked at each other.

Both of them understood it by heart, and then chose a weapon refining platform that was relatively far away, one on the left and the other on the right.

Fang Yuxue was speechless.

Why are these two people like this?

She seemed to feel huge contempt.

"Huh... don't be angry, don't be angry..." Fang Yuxue patted her chest and advised herself to calm down.

"It is the most taboo thing for a craftsman to be impatient. I must perform well and make these two people deeply reflect on their mistakes!"

at the same time,

Xiao Nuo and Xia Yang from Taiyi Star Palace also stepped onto their respective weapon refining platforms.

Especially when Xiao Nuo came on stage, the audience cheered loudly.

"Xiao Nuo, God of War, is on stage."

"Xiao Nuo, God of War, will win."

"Junior Brother Xiao, we have come from the Mortal Immortal Holy Academy to cheer you up."

"..."

Outside the stadium, there were constant cheers.

Even Vice Dean Shang Heng, sword master Fan Yuan, Luo Tang and others at the VIP table cast expectant glances at Xiao Nuo.

After yesterday's competition, Xiao Nuo's popularity has experienced a surge.

His attention has already surpassed Ji Surong, Fu Yue, Ding Chen, Xi Liuyi and other favorites to win the championship.

Fang Yuxue's eyes lit up, and she was surprised to find that Xiao Nuo was sitting next to her.

The two weapon refining stations are the closest.

"Hi..." Fang Yuxue greeted immediately with a smile, "Do you still remember me?"

Xiao Nuo looked to one side and towards the other party.

Then he nodded, "Remember, the boss of Furongxuan!"

Previously, Xiao Nuo and Shen Yashu were competing for a "basalt stone" in Furongxuan and refused to give in. Later, Fang Yuxue came forward and made the two engage in a simple competition.

Xiao Nuo not only got the "basalt stone", but also saved more than 10 million in holy orders.

Fang Yuxue smiled happily, "We are rivals now. You must go all out later, and I won't give in to you."

Xiao Nuo smiled: "Yes, I will!"

"call!"

Immediately afterwards, a figure wearing a black hooded cloak stepped onto the weapon refining platform.

The next second, the dark wind roared, and the surrounding temperature dropped.

Everyone looked at each other and stood

Many people at the refining platform felt a sense of discomfort.

"It's him, the fierce scholar!"

"This guy really makes people uncomfortable wherever he goes."

"..."

The Fierce Scholar was the last weapon refiner to advance in the second competition yesterday.

Everyone speculated that the other party was a disciple of "Sha Weizun", one of the ten most powerful weapon refiners.

Because their weapon refining styles are so similar.

However, at this moment, among the twenty-eight weapon refiners who have been promoted, several are disciples of the "Ten Most Powerful Weapon Masters".

Therefore, this weapon-refining master competition has become more enjoyable to watch.

"Everyone is here..." Fang Zilin, the elder of Tiangong Palace, glanced at the twenty-eight weapon refining platforms in front of him, and then said loudly, "Next, we invite the Master of Tiangong Palace, Fang Chengcang, to appear!"

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of wind and thunder in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a vast and majestic air flow poured into the valley.

"Dear guests, come to my Tiangong Hall, Mr. Fang welcomes you from afar!"

A powerful and majestic voice came from the north side of the arena.

All eyes immediately looked in the same direction.

"call!"

A burst of mist-colored air surged in. Under the gaze of everyone present, several figures with powerful auras stepped onto the high platform to the north.

The leader is holding an ancient wooden scepter.
To be continued...