The percussive sound in the Refining Tool Valley became more and more intense, from the crispness of large beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, to the neigh of the golden iron horse.

Yao Qiang opened his eyes suddenly, the small hammer in his right hand disappeared, and a huge heavy hammer appeared in his hand.

The meteorite in the air was already red, and after hundreds of thousands of strikes, it had become extremely soft.

Yao Qiang shouted, and the wooden clip in his left hand instantly turned into an iron clip. He placed the meteorite on the anvil and swung the heavy hammer high.

With a "bang", the meteorite sank in the middle, and the heavy hammer rose quickly and fell instantly. After a dozen heavy blows, the meteorite iron had become a round cake.

The iron clip flew, and a hundred heavy blows passed in an instant. The heavy hammers sometimes fell vertically and sometimes swung laterally. There was no such thing as the same trajectory.

Gradually, Yao Qiang began to shout loudly. Unlike the initial motionlessness of a mountain, Yao Qiang at this time was like a mad buffalo. In the loud voice, his footsteps kept running, his arms opened and closed, with a handle. The heavy hammer flew up and down in a small space.

His head was already sweating like rain, and the top of his head was emitting a white mist. Yao Qiang was unconscious, his eyes fixed on the meteorite iron on the anvil, and the heavy hammer continued to fall to it more and more. On top of the small round pie.

"Husband, nearly half of the people have already withdrawn from the competition!" Zhang Ruyan looked down at the huge Refining Valley, and there was a kind of excitement like a child in his heart.

This kind of alternative game made her feel a little strange.

This is a game that combines martial arts and mind. The two are indispensable. It's no wonder that there are so few high-ranking gods.

"Meteorite is shattered, and it is extremely difficult to think about fusion. It is fortunate that 20,000 people can reach the end in this assessment. As for the required standards, it is estimated that there are at most 3,000 people!" Mao Li looked at the refiner. The eyes of the sweaty contestants in the valley flashed with strange light.

Xiaoqiong couldn't see the outside scene at all. The heavy hammer in her hand was already flying up and down. She knew that she could not complete the five-centimeter-square assessment standard, so she simply regarded this assessment as an entertainment.

But she is a perfectionist. She couldn't bear the appearance of an almost perfect meteorite in her own hands, so she made up her mind, even if she only reduced the meteorite by one centimeter, she would turn it into a perfect square. .

Under such obsession, Xiao Qiong exploded with huge potential instead, exuding the indifferent and calmness that a master refiner could have.

The meteorite in his hand has been deformed. Xiaoqiong’s method of refining is the standard method taught by the refining guild. Through constant hammering, various impurities in the meteorite are crushed, and the texture of the meteorite is uniform throughout. .

call!

Xiaoqiong let out a sigh, and the heavy hammer in his hand stopped.

Two thousand heavy blows are already the standard she set in advance. In order to complete the final task, she must stop at this time, otherwise she will appear as an ugly monster at the prescribed time. If so, she will vomit blood.

The heavy hammer in his hand disappeared, and a medium-sized hammer appeared in his hand.

"There are still three hours, it should be completed." Xiaoqiong waved his arm, and the hammer slammed on the meteorite iron.

The hammer in Yao Qiang's hand became more and more erratic, and the soul was constantly flying in the small space, feeling the most subtle flaws in the meteorite iron.

"These two children are really a match made in heaven!" Mao Li sighed, shook his head, thinking of his children.

"Husband is referring to Yao Qiang and Xiaoqiong! I like Xiaoqiong this child better, he can hold it down, and he doesn't treat feelings like ordinary children who love the poor and love the rich."

"Yao Qiang should be able to become a master-level refining master in the future. His family refining method combines the power of the soul. This is a very high-end refining method. There is a type of refining in the master's divine forging book. The method is called the "Chaos Refining Device" method, which should be the method Yao Qiang uses now."

"This kind of refining method seems messy, but it uses the keen sense of the soul to continuously remove the impurities in the meteorite in the early stage of refining, and the density of the meteorite everywhere, oh, the texture becomes the same everywhere!"

Mao Li accidentally said the word "density" and quickly changed it.

"Does my husband mean that Yao Qiang will win first this time?" Zhang Ruyan asked with a shocked expression.

"No, madam, it’s good to be able to enter the first three thousand. After all, what we require is the standard of five centimeters square. His skill cannot meet such requirements. You see, he chose five thousand heavy blows. It is estimated to be six centimeters square, but if you talk about perfection, Yao Qiang should be able to rank in the top 100. The initial requirements of this chaotic refining method are too high, but once it is small, the explosive power in the later period is unlimited." Mao Li sees Looking at Yao Qiang, there was a contemplative expression in his eyes.

This kind of refining technique seems to be the upper realm technique, and it is surprising that it actually appears here.

boom!

Yao Qiang shouted, the heavy hammer fell on the meteorite once again, and the five thousand heavy blows were finally completed, and the meteorite had been reduced by nearly one-third of its original size.

A medium-sized hammer appeared in his hand, and the speed of the hammer began to become gentle and steady.

The fog above Yao Qiang's head became denser, and the meteorite began to deform at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually evolved toward the cube.

Yao Qiang’s face has become paler and paler, and there are still two hours. In these two hours, he has to complete 20,000 hits with a medium hammer and 50,000 hits with a small hammer, and he has to complete nearly 20,000. Times of polishing and polishing.

Nearly 100,000 people have already withdrawn from the competition. The initial withdrawal was due to the jerky method of tempering without fire that broke the meteorite iron. The participants who withdrew in the later stage began to use too much force, but underestimated their own strength. When the inner breath and the power of the soul were cut off in the middle and late stages, the meteorite quickly cooled and couldn't continue to temper.

It can be said that none of the elites can continue at this time.

An hour later, Yao Qiang put away the heavy hammer, and 20,000 times of tempering made him very tired. If it were not for the daily hard training since childhood, if it were not for the unique power of the soul, he would definitely not be able to continue.

The small hammer reappeared in his hand, and the iron clamp clamped the initial shape of the meteorite into the air again.

Yao Qiang took a deep breath, a cold air enveloping the small hammer, and through the impact of the small hammer, the heat in the meteorite was removed a little bit. This level is the most critical link. Silk lines will be formed in the iron meteorite, and there is a hidden danger of fragmentation in the process of violent collision.

The storm-like percussion sounded again, Yao Qiang had a decisive expression in his eyes, and he wanted to prove that he was a true refiner.

With a "pop", the meteorite fell, and the iron clamp and the small hammer disappeared at the same time.

Yao Qiang stretched out his left hand to catch the meteorite, dizzy in his head, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He seemed unable to bear the weight of the meteorite iron, so he lay down and placed the meteorite iron on his lower abdomen.

The power of inner breath is already extremely weak, the power of the soul is cut off, the power of the five elements is no longer able to draw the wood chips, polishing and polishing seems to have become a luxury, and the 50,000 times of shaping has made him exhausted.

Yao Qiang spouted another mouthful of blood, and suddenly he pressed the meteorite with the palms of both hands and started rubbing quickly.

When time passed, Fan Jingtian suddenly jumped into the air and shouted: "The time is up, the game is over!"

"Twenty thousand!" Yao Qiang whispered, sighed, and fainted.

The square meteorite on the lower abdomen exudes a crystal clear red light, against a pair of bloody hands.

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