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In an instant, the sound of metal colliding on metal rose one after another on the arena. Looking at the mineral materials flying in the sky, the gorgeous tempering technique, as well as the skillful fire techniques, it truly brought a feast for the eyes of the audience.

The audience's attention was mostly on the second young master of the Long family. Their hot-blooded declaration before the match had ignited quite a few audience members in the small universe. Because of this, they became the champion in everyone's hearts. Although most people were paying attention to the second young master of the Long family, there were many arenas. With just a casual glance, they would discover a few strange contestants and they became the target of ridicule from the audience.

"Are those kids playing with me?"

"Look at the way he grinded his metal pestle into needles, these guys are like playing house."

"How boring, I'm not watching anymore. My dragon is still the most handsome ?"

The other groups were filled with ores, and in an instant, they had finished refining a piece of the material. When he turned around, he saw that they were still hammering and imprinting for a long time, but there was no change at all. It was as if they were doing nothing at all.

Looking at the entire audience, as conservative as Fan Mu's group was, there was not a single person who chose to use an iron hammer to hammer the ore to refine metal. After all, the others were all young treasure masters who had undergone professional training, and Fan Mu and the others were only poor in their techniques.

Fan Mu forced a smile and looked at the audience. Ever since he had entered the second stage, he had released his Profound Realm spiritual energy, and although he was far away from the audience, he could still hear the occasional taunts and taunts from the audience. Fan Mu shook his head, and felt helpless.

However, this was actually the result of Fan Mu's miscalculation, and he had never thought that forging a treasure would result in such a ruse. Back then, at the Ling family, wasn't the blacksmith shop hammered by him? If he had known this would happen, he would have rather not have participated in it.

"Little Mumu, don't panic, there's no need to fight over those that don't exist. We're not professionals to begin with." Susu followed Little Mu's thoughts and saw through the subtle details. She then glanced at the fearless audience and frowned, clenching her delicate little fists.

"What's the use of participating in a competition? The outcome is the most important thing in the competition, and no matter how we forge it, if the quality is better than theirs, then no one else would have anything to say," Lingyun said as the corner of his mouth twitched. From the sound of the hammer hitting the ground, he could tell that Fan Mu's mood was fluctuating, and he immediately encouraged him.

However, the simplest method would often be the most important one. One had to know that all the Heavenly King Stage characters in the Treasure Shop were all hammers, and each hammer was created by a hammer, so don't think that they were just average and didn't know how to create. Otherwise, the more common the method was, the more it would test a God's Sect's creativity, and similarly, they would also place more emphasis on refining the essence of a treasure.

"Those brats are quite diligent," Lone Wolf praised. Compared to the audience's impression, he loathed those gaudy techniques. However, the way Fan Mu did things made his eyes light up.

"En, nowadays, it is not easy for children to guard their hearts. Although this method is clumsy, as long as you have the heart, you can learn the true scripture, and the ancient books on refining treasures also lack such people." The Mystic Wolf responded to Lone Wolf's words and similarly gave a high evaluation. However, what she did not know was that this was not the result of their deliberate choice. Instead, it was an act of helplessness. Saying too much would only result in tears.

Seeing Lingyun fight so hard, Fan Mu was surprised for a moment, and then a hint of respect flashed in his eyes. He no longer paid attention to the discussions of the crowd, and focused on training the Silver Queen along with Lingyun.

The hammer wind gradually landed on the silver mother, causing sparks to appear. Looking at the mold that was slowly taking shape, the two secretly exclaimed in admiration, the material of this silver mother was indeed extraordinary, hard, heavy and elastic, it was truly something that ordinary silver mines could not compare to, even the Lingyun family's Secret Art of the Capital was inferior, its unique toughness was worthy of being called a priceless treasure.

With so many Treasure Shops trying to buy these works, the materials needed to make these treasures were rare, not to mention that they had even made artifacts. No matter what the final product was, they were all unprecedented in history, and if these rare minerals were used for other purposes, then it would truly be a disgrace to their holy and rare reputation.

The hot air on the stove caused the temperature around Fan Mu to rise by a few degrees, plus the two of them had exerted all their strength, at this moment, they were both drenched in sweat, the beads of sweat on the surface could already be clearly seen, and from time to time, some of them even landed on the fiery red silver mother, and with a 'pop', they turned into steam.

Lingyun could not help but be overjoyed, and immediately stimulated the water elemental energy within his body to cool it down. However, the movements of his hands became even more fiery, and as the hammer smashed onto the ground, it actually produced more than one shadow. The clean hammer wind made the Silver Mother even more tenacious.

As he watched Lingyun gradually strike down the silver mine, Fan Mu naturally did not want to fall behind, so he channeled his energy abruptly, and a surge of vitality flowed out, instantly making Fan Mu feel much better. Taking in a deep breath, Fan Mu's eyes narrowed, and he raised his arm, smashing into the silver mine like a ferocious tiger descending from the mountain.