"Dill, you are best at material purification, and I will leave the sword-shaped magic guide to you." Fang Yu turned around and said, "Cui Yu, you are the first one to go up, and you will make the II-type clockwork fairy."
The two nodded.
Fang Yu looked at Liu Liyue again. The latter said before he could speak: "Walker."
Fang Yu nodded. Liu Liyue, as a combat craftsman who mainly uses walkers, should have a deeper understanding of walkers than most non-professional craftsmen. It is most appropriate for him to handle this question.
As for himself, he naturally works hard and honorably took over the task of making a versatile plug-in.
At this moment, the staff has set up the venue. The first player selected by the team from Isla is a young man wearing glasses.
Cui Yu only glanced at his opponent and walked onto the court.
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Su Changfeng stood still in the corner.
He picked up the communication crystal and listened to the slightly distorted voice coming from inside:
"Captain, those lizard-men are the descendants of the Ta-Hes clan, the Holy Land warriors. They should have come from the direction of Idos and have little to do with the night lizard clan of Fenris."
"That's not what I care about. What you should pay attention to is what their purpose is and whether it is consistent with our goals."
"It's hard to tell, Captain, I guess not."
"should?"
Su Changfeng couldn't help but shake his head.
He frowned. There were still too few manpower available at the moment. He picked up the crystal and reminded: "Pay attention to those people and keep in touch with the Artisans Association. If necessary, we can use them to use Ai
The power of Elfendor the Alchemist."
"Understood, leader."
Su Changfeng nodded. He had always known that his daughter Bingxue was smart and that the other party was probably lying before. However, the information his daughter passed back was enough to make him take it seriously. The little girl knew the priorities and would never argue with him about these things.
joke.
Throne of Shadows is also the cooperative guild of the Super Competitive Alliance in the south. He believes that his daughter will not understand the truth of affecting the whole body.
But this should be a joint achievement between the two of them, right?
While he was thinking about the relationship between his daughter and the boy, he reached out and rubbed his unshaven chin.
At this moment, another voice came from the communication crystal: "Captain, there are four games starting at the same time in the first round. Which one should we focus on?"
Su Changfeng raised his head, looked calmly around the crowded arena, and said, "Don't worry, start with the unknown teams first, especially those from Grande or Elpaxin."
"First bring me the lists of participants from these teams. It would be best to have photos of the contestants themselves for comparison."
"I understand, leader."
Su Changfeng then put away the communication crystal, put his hands in his pockets and stood still. Under his gaze, not far away, two players were entering the arena.
In the distance, a sound of exclamation came from the square.
People are looking up.
The sunny days in the past few days have made the sky in Vanric look extremely clean and bright at this moment, without a trace of clouds. On the blue sky, the alchemists at Elfendor's Tip are working together to project a huge image.
over the playing field
Above the light curtain was the corner of the arena. Two players faced each other on the arena, and every detail of their actions was under people's gaze. Seeing this scene, people couldn't help but talk to each other.
The atmosphere in the arena suddenly became lively, and the previous discordant notes had long been forgotten by the forgetful crowd.
The previous Speaker of Elfendor was looking back with a smile: "Someone has achieved A-level quality so soon."
The old man was smiling and said to his colleagues in the box: "Speaking of which, I still remember the exhibition match three years ago, which was held in El Paxin, right? This year's results are much better than that one.
"
"Three years ago there were no exhibition games."
"Oh?" The old man was stunned for a moment: "That was seven years ago."
"That exhibition game was held at the Grande seven years ago."
The old man laughed and was not worried: "When people get old, they always cannot remember things. Old man Ander, you are too serious."
Everyone laughed.
But only Count Xilin Spica did not laugh. Instead, he turned around with concern to comfort the young man behind him: "Don't be too nervous. This is just a small game for you."
Luo Lin only nodded.
Andre Uriel looked at this scene, and his mind turned over what his student and the little girl from the Albert family told him last night, and he didn't know how much was true or false.
He felt that his students might not be able to lie, but that little girl Sylvide might not, but the key point was that he couldn't produce any evidence. Thinking of this, he silently glanced at the young man again, and Luo Lin was facing away from him.
, seemed not to notice the gazes here.
The old speaker was still boasting: "That's the person from the Dulun branch? The other side is the Holy Chosen One?"
Everyone couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that the old president was really confused. But President Ander was obviously older than him, but he was still as smart and capable. Only then did someone answer: "The people from the Dulun branch were eliminated in the preliminary stage.
Yes, old Speaker, those are the people from the Bel-Ard branch, and on the other side are the Rosi Crusaders."
The old speaker suddenly realized: "I have heard of the Rosary Crusade."
Even Ender couldn't help but shake his head. One of the ten major guilds of the Chosen One, how could he not have heard of this old guy?
Falaise on the side looked very interested today. He pointed at the player on the light screen and asked the staff: "What is his name?"
"That is the Holy Chosen One of the Rosi Crusaders, sir." The staff knew that this was the acting president of the Craftsmen's Federation. If it were not for the south, his status would be much more respected than the Speaker of Elfendor, and they would not dare to do so.
He hesitated and replied respectfully: "If you want to see it, my lord, you can bring me the list of participants in the Rosary Crusade."
But the former hesitated for a moment, touched his pointed beard, shook his head and said: "Forget it, wait a minute."
An A-level quality product was just the beginning. He remembered that at the Grande exhibition competition seven years ago, the best result was when someone produced an A-level product.
He asked again: "What is the other game going on right now?"
The staff was about to answer, but Pudra, who was standing aside, suddenly answered proactively: "Of these four games, this one is not the most worthy of attention right now."
Falaise couldn't help but turn around after hearing this: "Mr. Pudra, what do you say?"
"There will be a match between Elite and the team from the Mavilan branch later. Of course, Mr. President, Mavilan may not have a good reputation in the entire Kaolin-Ishulian, but it is the most prosperous alchemy in the southern region besides Vanrick.
area." Pudra replied with a smile: "As for the elite, they are also a strong force among the Holy Chosen. I heard that they are competing for the top spot among the Holy Chosen in Silver Vislan. The Jade Fire is in
Corrin-Ithurion has also been famous for a long time."
Falaise couldn't help but look at his old friend.
Ander nodded and explained: "The Marvelan branch is actually backed by the Erwin family."
When Falais heard this, he couldn't help but suddenly realized that he naturally knew the three major families in the south. This was a name as famous as the Eagle Glorfin and the long-ago Ellingland. It was also one of the major families of Corin-Ithurion.
One of the wizarding families.
Sir Roban of Glorfin the Eagle is now famous all over the world, and Ellingland was no less famous a hundred years ago. However, most of the descendants of these two families are magicians, while the Erwin family is known as the family of elementalists.
This is one of the most mysterious families in the South, and since the Marvelan branch has its support, it is natural that its level is not bad.
But at this time Ander Uriel glanced at Pudra, who couldn't help but think of the scene at yesterday's banquet. At that time, apart from him, he was the one who objected, but this person was in Elfendo
He has always had a bad reputation and has few contacts with people from other departments, but I don’t know what his intentions were at that time.
He also asked Sylvide afterwards, but the daughter of the Albert family had not approached this person before.
At this time, Pudra faced his gaze, smiled calmly and said: "Ander, I heard that the little princess of the Albert family has returned to the south?"
Ender was stunned for a moment, then replied noncommittally: "There is such a rumor."
When Pudra heard this, he nodded and stopped asking any more questions.
At this time, Falaise was somewhat interested in the match between elite and Marvelan, and was about to ask more questions. But suddenly, a little monster came in from outside and handed him a piece of paper with both hands.
The dwarf president was startled for a moment, a little surprised who sent him the message, but he disliked the smell of the dwarf, so he wrapped a handkerchief in his hand before taking the note and taking a look. His face immediately changed.
With a look of extreme shock, he stood up from his seat and asked sternly: "Who told you this?"
This shout caused everyone in the box to look in this direction.
Falaise quickly waved his hand and said, "Sorry, it's a bit of a personal matter."
After saying that, he didn't care about being dirty, pulled the little monster to a secluded place, lowered his voice and asked: "Where is that man!?"
But the little monster was obviously frightened and shook his head quickly: "Talu doesn't know anything, he doesn't know anything."
Falaise frowned: "Okay, will you repeat it again?"
"The man said," the little dwarf stammered, "the man you are looking for is in Vanrik, and..."
"And what?"
"And moreover..." The latter thought for a long time before a sudden inspiration came to him: "And he might be in this arena!"
"Which team are you on?" Falaise asked eagerly.
The little dwarf shook his head: "Talu doesn't know either, that person didn't say, and that person said he didn't know either."
Falaise then let go of the little guy and took two anxious steps back and forth. He waved his hand to signal the little guy to leave, but immediately called him back: "Wait a moment."
The little dwarf came back tremblingly.
"These words cannot be said to anyone else, do you understand?"
"That person also told Talu the same thing," the little dwarf quickly replied: "Talu keeps secrets."
"Okay," Falaise replied impatiently: "You can go away and stay away from me, you stinky guy!"
He looked so fierce that the little monster ran away in a hurry.
Then Falaise walked back to his seat with a heavy heart and looked at the arena again.
And just as he expected, the second A-level quality result soon appeared on the field, followed by the third one, respectively from the two teams of Rosi Crusaders and Silver Vislan. The atmosphere in the square was already complete.
It was boiling, but when the third A-grade quality product was born, because it was made by an aboriginal craftsman, the citizens in the square couldn't help but shout the name of the craftsman.
At this moment, three unusual guests were sitting on one side of the box.
The Bishop of Cloud Port, Tirion An, listened to the cheers outside, and his expression that had seemed a bit gloomy for many days could not help but relax. He looked at the crowds of people outside and couldn't help but sigh: "...I
I still remember when I went to the Empire more than ten years ago, and now the alchemy atmosphere in Corin-Ithurion is no less strong than in the Empire."
The dwarf sitting next to the bishop, if Fang Plover were here, would definitely recognize this person as the old dwarf with snow-white eyebrows that he had seen in the mountain palace of Toragotos. And this steel-browed eyebrow was exactly the same.
He raised his thick eyebrows and replied angrily to the bishop beside him: "What's the use of just having a strong atmosphere? Talos is here. I heard that their results this year are not as good as those of the Guta people. These are shameful guys."
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The bishop smiled slightly and reassured the old dwarf: "According to the words of the Holy Chosen Ones: 'Friendship first, competition second', the existence of the Continental League is more to allow mortal alchemy to further advance in competition. In
Under Ori's guidance, we will be given a brighter future, but the outcome itself may not be that important."
But the dwarf was obviously a little dismissive after hearing this.
The bishop did not refute, but suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "But if the young alchemist is still here, he might also come to this event."
The old dwarf couldn't help but shake his head when he thought of the young man he had met in Fenris.
But Sitting next to the two of them, in the shadow of the corner, Priest Tada looked at the two of them, and replied with squirming fat lips: "You two, the stone slabs and stars tell me that the sea of light has not been extinguished, and the beloved of the stars is not that
It’s easy to perish.”
The old dwarf heard this and said angrily: "But we have been searching in vain for half a year in the south, and there are no clues. Now even Toragotos is dead, and there is still no sign of anyone."
Priest Tada turned around and replied slowly: "The dark dragon will not die, it will just curl up in the abyss."
"Here we go again," the old dwarf spread his hands: "Okay, okay, I know this better than you. There is also the inscription 'The old enemy will come back' engraved on Valit's sword, but again
has no meaning?"
He said to the two of them: "The era of the dark dragon has long passed."
But the bishop shook his head: "But before Toragotos, who would have thought that there is a dark dragon in this world?"
When the old dwarf heard this, he couldn't help but be startled.
The two of them fell silent immediately.
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"Mr. Dict!" Among the crowd, Tian Lan waved to the middle-aged knight with all his strength and shouted, jumping up and down: "We are over here."
Dict was still followed by Tang Xin and Ai Xiaoxiao. When he saw Aitila and others, he couldn't help but smile and walked over there. Ai Xiaoxiao grabbed Tianlan behind him and shouted loudly
Asked: "Has Mr. Ed's game begun?"
If she didn't speak louder, her voice would not be able to drown out the noisy discussions around her.
"The first game is over," Tianlan shook her head: "We also arrived a little late. Brother Ed and the others are in the third arena."
After saying that, she also looked in that direction.
On the third court, just as Tianlan said, Ragnarok's game is coming to an end.
There is almost no suspense in the whole process. Although Ragnarok's craftsman training is at the bottom among the top ten guilds, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, so it will not be weaker than a team from a little-known small place.
.
Cui Yu and Liu Liyue both defeated their opponents by a large margin. Both scores were infinitely close to A-level quality. Cui Yu was B, and the walkers made by Liu Liyue were even A-level, both of which were ahead of their opponents.
A segment.
In the end, Dill was actually a small point ahead of the opponent in making the magic weapon that the opponent was best at. When she came off the field with her work, the two sides no longer had to compare their average scores, and the outcome was decided.
Already understood.
When the young people from Yis came down, their eyes were red. They obviously realized that the outcome could not be changed, and they had cried a lot before. However, they still came up politely and shook hands with everyone.
Except for Cui Yu, who was a little cold in Ragnarok's group, everyone else shook hands with their opponent enthusiastically and hugged each other. Seeing this, Fang Yu walked over and pushed the guy from behind. Cui Yu was merciless.
Reluctantly, he went up and shook hands with the other party.
Liu Liyue, on the other hand, even though she had a bad face, she still shook hands with him stiffly.
"Your score is lower than mine." Fang Yu reminded him at this time.
"Hmph," Liu Liyue snorted coldly: "Let's talk about the next game."
Fang Yu was overjoyed when he heard this. He wanted exactly this effect.
But at this time, a tall young man from the other party came up and said to them a little embarrassedly: "Hello, you are very powerful."
Fang Fang recognized this person, he should be the leader of the opposing team, and he happened to be playing against him in the game. Both of their scores were the highest in their respective teams, but in comparison, they were far behind. He was a big point ahead of his opponent.
The other party's work is of B+ quality, while his is of A-level quality.
In fact, he was careful this time and waited for others to give their results before he also took an A-level quality work as his final score. Because he had already obtained seven or eight A-level quality results before, he
His results are obviously not that eye-catching on the field.
After all, Fang Yu knew in his heart that his real opponent was the young man named Luo Lin.
Before the final game, all he had to do was beat his team's highest score line.
Therefore, he just smiled modestly at the other person's compliment. But he didn't expect that the young man in front of him actually asked him if he could give him the all-powerful plug-in.
"I secretly watched your production process," the young man replied: "You probably didn't try your best. That all-in-one plug-in was really well made. Some of the ideas were completely unexpected by me... I just
I want to keep it as a souvenir, but I don’t know if it’s too abrupt..."
Fang Yu couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this, but then nodded. It's just an all-purpose plug-in of A-level quality, and there's nothing to keep, although in theory, this exhibition work can be kept by himself.
This can also be regarded as a small reward from the competition to the contestants in the main competition.
The young man got the all-purpose plug-in he made, thanked them, and then left with his team. Looking at the backs of these people, Fang Yu couldn't help but sigh for a moment. From Is to Vanrik, it was a long journey.
Not a short journey.
Most of these players who do not have a background in major guilds set out early and traveled long distances for several months before arriving at this place. But after only one round of the main competition, they had to go home sadly.
But there is nothing that can be done about it. This is how the game is, there has to be a ranking, and they can't let go.
After he calmed down, everyone was ready for the next round of competition.
Because after coming off the field, he had already read the schedule, and their opponent in the next round could be considered a strong enemy.
Outside the arena at this moment
The tall craftsman from Yis held the all-purpose plug-in in his hand and couldn't help but feel a little lost.
Just as Fang Yu guessed, after they lost this game, they would inevitably have to embark on a journey home. This time, half a year's work was wasted. At such a moment, the mood of the group was naturally a little low.
"Captain," the young man wearing glasses asked before, "are we going back to the hotel to pack our things?"
"What else?" another person asked.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh.
Only then did someone say: "Speaking of which, Ragnarok's team is not much better than us. In fact, if we are more prepared, we may not have better opportunities next time."
That being said, everyone present knows clearly that the Continental League exhibition games are not held every year, and who knows when the next one will be. By then, it is still open to question whether they can still participate in this game.
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But after hearing this, everyone finally felt a little better. So someone asked: "By the way, who is Ragnarok's next opponent?"
"I saw it," one of them replied immediately: "They are people from Silver Vislan."
"Silver Vislan?"
"Then Ragnarok's people are in disgrace. They are definitely no match for Silver Vislan."
"Then maybe you can leave with us in time."
"Isn't it better to meet someone from Silver Veslan than an elite?"
"But the leader of Ragnarok is pretty easy to talk to," someone couldn't help but shake his head: "Actually, I hope they can win."
Others turned back and asked: "Captain Hua Shuo, is the guy you mentioned so powerful? That's just an A-level result, which doesn't seem to be anything special in this competition."
However, when everyone turned around, they couldn't help being stunned, because they discovered that their team leader was still standing there, looking at the omnipotent plug-in in his hands motionless. They couldn't help being a little surprised, and asked: "Captain?"
The team leader then raised his head, looked at the plug-in in his hand, then looked at the group of people, and said something strange: "It's full."
"Fully full?"
The team leader shook his head: "I mean, the properties of this plug-in are full..."
"What?"
"Ha, Captain, are you kidding me? How can the attributes of the all-powerful plug-in be full?"
But the latter pointed to the thing in his hand with some difficulty: "But its... attributes are full..."
The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and everyone looked at each other for a moment.
