To perform ordinary exercises, you must consume your own true energy.
Over time, it will become difficult to last.
The Wanhua Divine Body is just the opposite. Not only does it not consume real energy, it also continuously devours external energy to replenish itself.
If that state is understood by Yang Haoran, it means that the body has become a state similar to chaos.
The mysterious power produced will decompose and assimilate all matter in an instant.
When Yang Haoran usually used the Wanhua Divine Body, he would swallow them all regardless of type, which was quite rough.
But not this time, he had to devour them selectively.
That requires strong soul perception and discrimination capabilities.
This was the first time Yang Haoran had done this, and his expression inevitably became serious.
At this time, some people had stopped the refining furnace one after another.
The time for the first competition is almost here.
"Empty your mind and let me help you."
When Ah Zi's words came, Yang Haoran chose to believe them without warning.
Immediately, I felt my head buzzing, and I felt like I was bursting.
But at that moment, Yang Haoran suddenly had an extremely mysterious feeling.
Hehuang seems to be within reach, and everything in the world is within reach.
This feeling only lasted a short moment.
Just like the tide receding, Yang Haoran suddenly broke out in a sweat, as if he was exhausted.
Looking at his palm, the rough meteorite iron embryo that was originally ten centimeters square was reduced to less than the size of a fist.
The weight hasn't decreased much.
At the same time, somewhere in the sky in the spiritual world, a blurry human face suddenly appeared.
"What was that just now? Even the Heavenly Dao became restless?
That is the power of the soul that should not belong here, no, it is an existence that transcends the will of heaven!"
It's just that the fluctuation only lasts for a moment, and it is completely undetectable at this moment.
The blurry faces quickly disappeared, as if nothing had happened.
On the square of Baoqizong in Fengyi City.
The panel of judges responsible for evaluating and scoring are walking among the contestants.
As for the Supreme Elder who was still pretending to be asleep just now, he no longer knows where he is now.
Ye Shengqiu picked up a piece of purified meteorite and nodded happily.
“It’s very good to be able to achieve 90% purity.
It seems that I have put in the effort on a regular basis and decided it to be nine points."
“This is probably the best result in the whole competition.
Generally speaking, if it can be purified to more than 75%, it meets the standard for refining general magic weapons.
If it reaches a purity of over 90, it will be enough to refine a high-grade magic weapon."
The Treasure Sect disciple was overjoyed and quickly bowed to the judging panel.
"The disciple's luck is all due to the cultivation of all teachers.
I will definitely work harder in the future and never let down the support of the sect and teachers."
"Haha, good. If you are not arrogant or impetuous, you can do a lot."
Yang Haoran's side was a bit deserted, and was deliberately placed at the end of the review.
In fact, in the hearts of the jury, Yang Haoran has been sentenced to death, and there is no need to comment at all.
It's almost the end of the show and you just pretend to be serious. What's the point of achieving anything?
He didn't even notice that the Supreme Elder who strongly recommended him ran away? Isn't it because he was afraid of being embarrassed?
As expected, the Supreme Elder's work is unreliable, and the geniuses he recommends are also extremely unreliable.
If you can't offend the Supreme Elder, how can you afford to offend a fake genius?
The anger I received from the Supreme Elder just now will be vented on Yang Haoran.
Hu Gongyun, in particular, had a dark face and red eyes at this time.
Under the gaze of everyone, Yang Haoran was the only one left without comment.
Even the disciples of the Treasure Artifact Sect who were participating in the competition followed him with a joking look on their faces.
Naturally, he wanted to humiliate Yang Haoran.
He must know that weapon refining is a very serious and sacred matter, and not just anyone can be called a weapon refiner.
Yang Haoran had just recovered from the state of collapse, and his head was still buzzing.
He had long known that Ah Zi's soul was extremely powerful, but this time he had a real experience of it.
If we want to use metaphors, his soul is like a weak candle, while Ah Zi is like a scorching sun.
And this was still in the state where Ah Zi only had her soul left.
How terrifying was Azi's power when she was in her peak state?
Even Master Zilian is probably a lot worse than Azi.
As Yang Haoran's knowledge increased, he also changed his guess about Zilian Master.
Originally, Yang Haoran thought that Master Zilian must be from the spirit world.
But now that I think about it, I understand the horror of Zilian Lao Dao.
The innate spiritual energy he left behind is probably equivalent to the late Golden Elixir stage.
It doesn't sound outrageous, but the prerequisite is that you are in a secular environment, which is very scary when you think about it.
Yang Haoran guessed that Zilian Master probably did not belong to the spiritual world.
When Yang Haoran's mind was empty, he didn't even notice that he was surrounded by people.
"Haha, I guess this is the easiest one to grade.
No changes were made at all, just zero points.”
"If you dare to challenge the Bao Weapon Sect's weapon refining skills at this level, there is indeed a hole in your head!"
"Quickly look for that rough piece of meteorite iron and see if it's intact."
Those disciples mocked him without any hesitation.
Ye Shengqiu and others should still be more reserved, after all, their identities are different.
But all of them also looked joking.
Only then did I realize that something was wrong with Yang Haoran. Faced with the crowd surrounding him, he ignored him and his eyes were dull.
"This? Aren't you scared to death?"
"It seems that he still has some sense of shame, but that's all."
"The rough meteorite iron embryo must be inside the weapon refining furnace. His hand finally came out of the weapon refining furnace."
Chang Baorong, as the youngest elder, took the initiative to put his hand into the refining furnace and pulled it around, finally catching the heavy lump.
"Found it."
"Take it out quickly, it must be intact and there is no purity at all."
Everyone's eyes were focused on the mouth of the refining furnace.
Then he saw Chang Baorong take out his palm, and what he was holding was meteorite.
"Why is it so small? Did he cut it in half?"
"You still need to cut it to purify such a small material? You are indeed an amateur!"
Hu Gongyun sneered and reached out directly to grab the meteorite iron in Chang Baorong's hand.
Chang Baorong quickly handed it over.
"Haha, this piece..."
Hu Gongyun was just about to comment when his pupils suddenly shrank.
I realized something was wrong with the weight of the meteorite.
I quickly watched it carefully, and suddenly I was speechless and took a breath of air.
"This, is this meteorite?"
Someone next to me sneered: "Of course it's meteorite, just a rough embryo, without any treatment at all."
Sweat was streaming down Hu Gongyun's forehead, but his eyes were wide open, as if he was afraid that the meteorite in his hand would disappear.
"No, this is not a crude meteorite iron embryo, this is purified meteorite iron!"