Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

In the second round of competition in the afternoon session, the same presiding elder gave another long speech, and just before the judges lost their patience, he announced the start of the competition.

The materials for this round were also provided by the Weapon Refining Guild. Fu Ling'er couldn't help but sigh that this Weapon Refining Guild was really rich. Can it provide so many materials? There are many precious and rare materials among them.

What is being refined this time is a high-grade Xuan-level treasure, a set of defensive armor. This is different from the soft armor that Fu Ling'er refined before. Looking at the materials provided by the guild, you can tell that this is a set of battle armor, armed from head to toe. That kind of thing.

Fu Ling'er was curious. This kind of armor was only worn by those who went to the battlefield. Why did the guild require the refinement of this kind of armor?

The game had already begun, and Fu Ling'er had no time to think about anything else. He only had two hours, and there were a lot of accessories to refine. It took a lot of time to refine just one helmet, mainly because it was more detailed.

Of course, none of this troubled her. The twelve people on the field were focused on the changes in their refining furnaces with serious expressions. Fu Ling'er had time to observe the favorites in this competition. It was said that the player who was expected to win the first place was named An Jiawen.

Fu Ling'er felt that his flames were also strange fires, but the flames were very flashy. The flames of Qinglian Burning Sky Flame were fiery red with cyan flames. It was easy for people to recognize that they were strange fires, unlike Fu Ling'er's. Red lotus karma fire. Except for the temperature, which can be felt as a strange fire, most people cannot tell what kind of strange fire it is.

An Jiawen's refining techniques were quite satisfactory, and his expression was calm and unhurried. From his attitude, Fu Ling'er knew that An Jiawen was a rare weapon refining talent.

Returning to his cauldron, the helmet, elbow pads, wrist guards, and knee pads were already in shape. They were successfully refined in a short time. They were taken out and placed on the table. The accessories were refined, and then the armor was refined.

Sixteen kinds of materials were put into the furnace one by one, and his mental power felt the changes in the materials. Time passed little by little, and the main parts of the armor were refined. Fu Ling'er placed them together one by one.

Regardless of the color, the texture of the armor and the appearance, Fu Ling'er thinks hers is the best. After all, she has been educated and watched many costume dramas, so it should be no problem to borrow it for use.

Speaking of ancient costumes, Fu Ling'er thought of her tablet again and wondered when that guy from Netherworld was taken away again. Doesn't that guy need to practice?

Who would have thought that a hell dragon would like to watch funny videos. That day she heard Youming minding his own business in the room laughing so hard that he was out of breath, and she was speechless.

She wondered that the tablet only had a total capacity of more than 500 gigabytes. She had already finished reading the downloaded content. What was the point of reading it over and over again?

I suddenly came back to my senses and thought too much, so I returned to the topic.

She was the seventh person to submit her armor. As soon as the judges saw her armor, they were immediately attracted to her. The seven armors were placed on the table one by one. They were Fu Ling'er's unique and dazzling. Anyone who sees it cannot put it down.

"Girl, does your armor have a name?" the sixth elder of the guild asked kindly. He really liked Fu Ling'er's armor.

"No," Fu Ling'er shook her head. She had never studied battle armor, so of course she didn't know what a name for a battle armor was.

"Has the girl thought about her name?"

"This is already the property of the guild. You can decide what to call it. I have no objection." Fu Ling'er didn't want to waste any time. What she cared about now was whether she could get first place?

"..." This was the first time the Sixth Elder heard such words. He was wondering if this little girl didn't know what an honor it was to be able to name the armor?

The elders who were admiring Fu Ling'er's armor were shocked when they heard Fu Ling'er's words.

"Little girl, you can name the armor. Do you know that this is something that many people can't ask for? You have to think clearly?" The third elder also looked at Fu Ling'er in disbelief and said, why is this little girl not so thoughtful? Woolen cloth?

"Well, I figured it out,"

"........."

Everyone was speechless after hearing this.

At this time, Xi Zeqin coughed twice, straightened his face, and said,

"Okay, since the little girl doesn't have this intention, let's start the selection. Today we will select the contestants who can participate in the finals tomorrow. Today's first place..."

"Is there still a need to choose? It must be this little girl, right, President Xi?" The sixth elder looked at the president steadily and said.

"Yes, yes, this little girl's armor is so amazingly crafted and her skills are incredible. Isn't there any reason why she shouldn't take first place?" Another elder looked at the eight armors placed together, and then another player came up. After handing in their battle armor, others failed to complete it within the stipulated time. There was also a player who blew up the furnace and was immediately eliminated. There were only eight people left on the field. There were still two people who passed the selection. Although their battle armor was completed. , but the quality did not reach the Xuan level top grade and was also eliminated.

So now there are only six people left on the field. When Xi Zeqin announced that six of them were selected for tomorrow's finals, the best magic weapon in the game today was Fu Ling'er's armor.

An Jiawen learned that his work was not the best, so he ran over to see Fu Linger's armor.

He was rubbing the lines on the armor, and was impressed by its appearance and the majestic aura exuding from the armor itself.

Xi Zeqin came over and patted the young apprentice on the shoulder.

"Jiawen, your armor is also of the highest quality. Don't be discouraged. You did a good job."

"Master, I really want to ask this girl for advice. How can she refine such a battle armor? Master, you see this battle armor seems to be alive. It will actively protect its master, and it will also be very useful when worn by others. A sense of security," An Jiawen felt like this the moment he saw the armor.

"Well, what Jiawen said is good, and his insights are very unique. Come here," Xi Zeqin praised An Jiawen and summoned the other three apprentices.

"Tell me how you felt when you first saw this armor?"

Li Shiheng and others stared at the armor for a long time, hesitating and not saying anything, and stood there staring at Xi Zeqin.

After Fu Ling'er learned that she had entered the finals, she went back with Wan Qiyuan.

I wonder what magic weapon will be refined tomorrow? Judging from today's posture, I am afraid they are refining a top-grade Xuan-level magical weapon. She is very curious about who among the six of them is a master-level weapon refining master.

Early the next morning, a large number of people gathered in the Weapon Refining Square. Today is the final. Who will win the first place will be decided today. How can it not be exciting? Some people even set up gambling stalls privately.

Fu Ling'er asked Wan Qiyuan to buy her No. 3. Her odds were still low, but no matter how small a mosquito was, it was still meat. What's more, Wan Qiyuan also bought more, a total of 10,000 lower-grade spiritual stones.

"clang clang"

The voice of the presiding elder sounded again on the high platform,

"Welcome everyone to the last day of competition. Today's game has entered a critical period. Please wait and see who will win.

The content of today’s competition was unanimously decided by the judges, which is to refine their best magic weapon. As for the materials, if the contestants bring their own, the finished product belongs to themselves. If the guild needs to provide it, the finished product belongs to the guild. If you run out of materials, you can still buy them from the guild.

Okay, without further ado, let the game begin,"

Fu Ling'er thought about it and realized that she had no shortage of magic weapons, so she asked the guild to provide the materials, so she finally wrote down the requirements for twenty-eight types of weapon refining materials.

The waiter was shocked when he saw the things on the paper. Some of the things were rare. He couldn't make the decision, so he could only go to the elders to confirm. The sixth elder was originally very optimistic about Fu Ling'er's weapon refining skills, but now he saw what was written on it. Some of the materials were very rare, so I was looking forward to what magic weapon she could refine, so she readily agreed.

After the materials were in place, a fire was started and Fu Linger handled it in an orderly manner. She is going to refine a spaceship this time, and refining the spaceship requires space stones. The waiter just saw the space stones on the paper and couldn't make the decision. There are space stones in the guild's treasury, but they must be approved by the elders. Just fine.

Fu Ling'er is already familiar with refining space magic weapons, and her spaceship is relatively new in shape, has complete functions, and has good defense, so she is the first to hand in the magic weapon this time.

When all the judges saw the magic weapon Fu Ling'er handed over, they went crazy. They repeatedly asked Fu Ling'er how he did it? And this is beyond the scope of the weapon refining master, how can they determine the level?

"Girl, what is the level of your weapon refining?"

"Sixth Elder, as you said, I still want to test my level. My previous one was level five. Do you think you can give me another test?"

"Huh? Oh, no, no, no, your spaceship is enough for your level assessment,"

The other five people's magical weapons had been handed over within the stipulated time, but they were still discussing around Fu Ling'er's spaceship.

In the end, it was unanimously decided to win the first place without any dispute, and the level of the magic weapon was also judged to be the best Xuan-level magic weapon, and Fu Ling'er was a ninth-level weapon refining master.

On the spot, under the attention of thousands of people, Fu Ling'er was awarded the ninth-level weapon-refining master medal.

Wan Qiyuan looked at Ling'er, who was attracting the attention of thousands of people, and smiled brighter than anyone else.