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Since ancient times, there had always been a principle that water and fire were incompatible. It did not only speak of the relationship between humans, returning to its original nature meant that it spoke of the two strands of elemental energy that existed between heaven and earth.

The moment Lingyun's watery hands came into contact with the fire stove, a stream of white steam was released from the furnace and wrapped around Lingyun's face.

He breathed in and out, feeling no better in this fog than in the fire pit. The air coming out of the stove seemed to be even hotter than the furnace itself, and in a moment his body was dyed red.

Feeling like his body was being consumed by fire, Lingyun could only grin. He knew that if he cried out, Fan Mu would pull him out, and everyone's hard work would fail.

"I took this job myself. No matter how painful it is, I have to finish it," he muttered to himself. Compared to the burning sensation on his body, Lingyun's obsession was even more intense.

He closed his eyes again with a bitter smile, and there were two pieces of metal in the fire. Lingyun could clearly feel the connection between the two pieces melting, and it gradually formed a connection. On the contrary, he also felt his hands being corroded by the fire.

"So hot," Lingyun grit his teeth in frustration. If he had a choice, he would have really given up on using both of his hands. His ten fingers were connected to his heart, and a surging wave of heat pierced through his skin and straight to his heart.

It was true that this furnace was a treasure, and there was a profound golden pattern on it. It was considered superior in the furnace, and the fire inside was not just a normal pure one, it was comparable to a Yellow Ranked Jade Cultivator's technique. In order to make the refining time to be the shortest, Lingyun responded to Mu Fan's request and ignited a raging fire the moment he came into contact with the furnace. There was no need to know, this fire was not just an ordinary fire, it was a precious furnace made of magma, and once in contact with it it, it caused Lingyun's head to start to boil.

"The Dragon Flame Competition, the second stage, 'Injure Refinement' has come to an end. Everyone, let us count down together." The male host looked at the time and shouted to everyone.

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

For a time, the outside of the stage was boiling with excitement, but it actually made the few groups of participants turn red with anxiety, and they scolded casually: "Bullshit, I haven't even finished refining half a treasure and you're already done? "A bunch of people who don't know how to refine treasures are acting cool in front of laozi. Laozi doesn't want to play anymore."

As soon as he finished his cursing, he saw a thick arm-sized man smashing his fist down onto him, causing the armor that had been half forged to shatter into pieces. He picked up the largest piece, swung his arm and threw it towards the male host in the air, muttering something under his breath: "I'll let you know that it's a blind coin, from the beginning to the end, causing your father to be distracted and you're not going to scram yet."

When the male host finally reacted, Tie Gulu had already arrived in front of him, scaring him so much that he almost fell down. Fortunately, Boss Long waved his arm and grabbed Tie Gulu back.

With that, he flipped his right hand and struck the rough arm across the air, the force instantly pierced through the man's chest. The young man coughed and flew backwards like a kite with its string cut, which was a miracle, the man seemed to have been guided by Elder Long and even rolled a few times in the air, and when he landed on the ground, he just stood there like nothing had happened. He neither vomited blood nor felt anything, only that the red palm print on his chest declared that he had indeed been pushed away by the dragon.

Coughing twice, the male host patted his chest and looked at the young man. The scene from before still had lingering fear in him. If not for Elder Long's help, his entire face might have collapsed by now.

"Alright, let's continue. Where are we counting?"

"Five!" Everyone below the stage shouted in unison. The scene was bustling with noise and excitement.

"Good, the next step is to witness a miracle. Four!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

With a cry of pain that stopped abruptly, he burst out of the steam and pushed away the white mist on the mist-like bluestone platform. A person came out, his mouth twisted into a knot, and without a word, he threw a flaming red ball at Fan Mu.

This person was Lingyun, and looking at him who was panting heavily, drenched in sweat, it was as if he had completed his inhumane training, and his silk sleeves were already burnt to holes. His entire body was fiery red, and even the skin that was leaking out from the hole was giving off heat, as if he was a warrior that had crawled out of the magma.

"Lingyun, are you okay?" Ignoring the fireball on the ground, Fan Mu reached out to help the completely red Lingyun. Sensing the extraordinary heat, Fan Mu's eyes reddened. "This, Lingyun, you ?"

His entire body was covered in blisters, and his entire body was bloated. The most serious thing was his hands, which were no longer the color of flesh. There was a black tinge in the red, as if they were burnt.

"Cough cough, I, I'm fine. Little Fan, I caught up to you, right? That is the finished product of the Flame Light Armor, not the best one, the lotus flower in the center is just blue," Lingyun's eyes flashed, looking extremely weak, "Sorry, I ? I can't help you anymore, Little Fan."

Then, Lingyun sighed and thanked the person who stopped the host. If it wasn't for him, he wouldn't have been able to make it in time.

"Enough, enough," Fan Mu's eyes were filled with tears. He couldn't imagine what Lingyun had experienced in the heat wave to become like this, so he quietly channeled his wood elemental energy, hoping that the life force would make Lingyun feel better. "Brother Yun, you're in time. Good job, don't talk, I'll heal you right now."

"Leave it to me."

A gust of wind blew by, and a man in black landed beside Fan Mu. He lowered his head to look at the boy, who was being eroded by the fire, and whispered into his ear.

"You?" Fan Mu raised his head and looked at the black pupils under the black hat in astonishment, as if he had seen it somewhere. It took him a while to remember that the man in black was the one who called himself the alliance master of the Refiner's Association in the VIP seats.

"Mm, Fan Mu, give it to him." Another gust of wind blew, and Qin Yin landed on the field with a majestic amount of energy. "He is skilled in medicine, and has countless Xuan Pellets in his possession. He can deal with burns effectively."

Qin Yin smiled. In order to not attract attention, he helped Lingyun up before disappearing from the arena along with Teacher Xiao Yao.

Seeing the few of them safely landing on the VIP seats, the goosebumps on Fan Mu's heart shrank. He took a deep breath and muttered to himself, "Lingyun, I've caught your Will."