After I failed, I became the darling of the entire sect’s genius group.

As soon as this person reminded him, everyone around him was immediately stunned before reacting.

"Hey, it's true."

"Damn it, it's all because Tianyan Academy doesn't design uniform uniforms, otherwise we wouldn't have such misunderstandings."

Although Ling Feixuan had participated in the combat competition before and entered the top ten on the Tianban Ranking, he gave up in the first round of the top ten qualifying competition, so the audience was not very impressed with Ling Feixuan.

Speaking of which, in the first round of the top ten qualifying competition on the Sky Ranking, several people abandoned the competition directly, and the audience complained a lot about this.

"Let me go, how come such a weapon-refining genius is a disciple of Tianyan Academy? Can you give us ordinary forces a way to survive?"

It’s not just the audience in the stands who have similar thoughts?

"Ah, I'm so disgusted. I originally thought that I could forge high-level low-grade magic weapons before I was fifty, and I was already a genius. How could I turn out to be such a monster?

Woo hoo hoo, it turns out that I am just making up for the numbers in this world. "

One contestant covered his face and cried. He originally imagined that he could make a splash in this weapon refining competition and reach the pinnacle of the world.

But now it seems that Ling Feixuan's weapon refining level is far behind him. As for the next round, there is no need to compete at all. People can use lower-level materials to refine high-level and mid-level magic weapons. Using higher-level materials will definitely crush him far away.

The other contestants also heard what he said, and their mood was similar, but they didn't cry like him.

At this time, the referee elders had already inspected everyone's finished products.

"The weapon refining competition, the second round, twelve people passed!"

……

After the second round, there is a short break.

As soon as Ling Feixuan walked off the stage, he saw a purple figure blocking his way.

She was a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, with an impressive appearance and a noble and cold temperament. She looked at Ling Feixuan with eyes full of arrogance.

Although Ling Feixuan looks pretty good, she doesn't like people older than her.

She is none other than Yun Fangfei, the eldest lady from the Yun family, one of the five major families.

Yun Fangfei threw a bag of spirit stones at Ling Feixuan's feet and stretched out her hand.

"Give me."

Her attitude made Ling Feixuan frown, "What can I give you?"

"Hairpin, I am interested in the one you just made. There are 50,000 middle-grade spiritual stones in this bag. Is that enough?"

Ling Feixuan's face turned cold, he kicked away the bag of spirit stones and walked towards the stands.

"I won't sell it. I made that hairpin for my little junior sister."

"You!" Yun Fangfei stared at Ling Feixuan walking away and stamped her foot angrily. She has been used to being arrogant in the Yun family since she was a child. Why does everyone get angry with her when she comes here?

She is an eldest lady who is used to acting recklessly. She never reflects on herself, so she puts everything on others.

She looked towards the stands, where Ling Feixuan was giving the glazed ink jade hairpin to Su Shiyuan.

Su Shiyuan took the hairpin with a smile and happily changed something with Ling Feixuan and the other senior brothers.

"Su Shiyuan, it's you again!"

She clearly remembered that during the top ten competition, Su Shiyuan and Wen Zixuan, whom she was attracted to, looked at each other and whispered affectionately (she thought).

……

The weapon refining competition continued and entered the third round.

The elder referee stepped into the field.

"In the third round, you need to use the materials on the field to refine high-level magic weapons. Different from the first two rounds, this round needs to determine the ranking according to the upper, middle and lower grades of the magic weapon."

Most of the audience present focused their attention on Ling Feixuan, and most people could see that if Ling Feixuan had not performed abnormally, he would have been the first in this weapon refining competition.

Ling Feixuan took a piece of spiritual iron ore and observed it for a moment.

Then, he spit out a ball of red flame from his mouth.

The moment he saw the flames, a powerful person in the stands was suddenly startled:

"Exotic fire!"

In the previous two rounds, Ling Feixuan's performance was not impressive, so few people paid attention to him. At this time, under the attention of everyone, the extraordinary nature of this red flame was noticed.

If you look closely, you will see that there are stars in the red fireworks, just like the Milky Way.

As soon as this statement came out, the rest of the audience was stunned.

No wonder Ling Feixuan was able to use lower-level materials to refine high-level magic weapons before. It turned out that he had the help of strange fire.

"This fire should be Xingmiao Red Flame, which is ranked 96th on the strange fire list. Ling Feixuan was able to obtain this fire because he was extremely lucky."

On the high platform, Venerable Xianyi spoke in a deep voice. Although the attack power of this strange fire is not particularly outstanding, it is useful in the weapon refining technique.

It can easily remove impurities from the material and purify it, which makes it possible for the grade of the final product to jump up one or two small steps.

Xingmiao Chiyan quickly refined the spiritual iron ore into a ball of pure spiritual iron.

Then, Ling Feixuan picked up the hammer.

"when!"

One hammer after another, with Ling Feixuan's continuous efforts, the spiritual iron began to stretch and form a long shape.

"Buzz!"

Ling Feixuan tempered the red spiritual iron into the spiritual spring.

The hot spiritual iron immediately evaporated a large amount of spiritual springs, and a large number of white liquid droplets were suspended around Ling Feixuan.