However, for Alice and the three of them, who were loyal to their duties like bodyguards, meticulously executing the orders of the little brat's clone, and sticking to the door of Room 8, their mood was not so wonderful.
They feel like they are living like years, suffering unbearably.
They, who were guarding the door of Private Room No. 8, became the focus of everyone's attention.
Among them, most people just watch the fun and don't mind the trouble.
The playful expressions on their faces made the three of them feel the malice of these people.
Feng Ke looked dissatisfied: "These idiots who have never seen the world have too narrow vision."
"Other masters of weapon refining are not capable of refining a Ruyi magic weapon within half an hour, but that doesn't mean that I can't do it either."
"Can our young master be an ordinary person?"
It's a dog, a husky!
Feng Ke thought silently in his heart.
"However, the three of us have been here for a long time, why is there no movement at all in the private room?" Chen Anxian's brows almost wrinkled.
When she thought about it, refining a magical weapon with such amazing value as the Ruyi Magic Weapon should be done with great fanfare and shock the entire audience.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be enough to be considered a master of weapon refining!
"Actually, I have noticed something abnormal a long time ago." Feng Ke scratched his cheek and said hesitantly, "I wonder if you have noticed before that when you stood at the door of the private room, for a moment, you felt a chill on your back?"
Chen Anxian nodded slightly and said, "Not only did my back feel cold, I also felt like my heart was beating with fear."
"So this is not just my illusion?" Alice frowned and glanced slightly sideways at the closed private room behind her.
After pondering for a moment, Feng Ke said with some uncertainty: "I guess all of this should be our young master's handiwork."
"For the sake of safety, in addition to having the three of us guard the door of the private room, he must have also arranged a special magic circle inside the private room."
"This is also the real reason why we can't sense any slight movement in the private room!"
…
The unusually quiet room No. 8 aggravated the doubts and confusions of many people present. However, several masters of weapon refining in the other rooms had a look on their faces after using their mental power to detect without success.
The expression is indeed like this.
When they thought about it, since the owner of private room No. 8 had the ability to refine the Ruyi Divine Weapon, he must be a master of weapon refining.
Let's not talk about his level of weapon refining. Judging from the array he has set up at this time, he is definitely not weak in the array.
The art of formation is a compulsory course for every weapon refiner.
It can be said that how far one can go on the path of formation determines the upper limit of a weapon refiner.
The little kid's clone had an idea, and the little girl in the red dress set up a barrier. It could be said that it was a perfect hit, killing two birds with one stone.
Not only did he block the eyes of those who wanted to spy on his weapon refining, but it also allowed the weapon refining masters in the other private rooms to initially recognize that he could be on an equal footing with them.
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Backstage at the auction.
The four high-level officials of the Weapon Refiner's Guild looked solemn and the atmosphere was sluggish.
After a long while, one of them broke the silence: "Mr. Wang has the vague title of China's number one weapon refining master, but do you really believe that he can refine a Ruyi magic weapon in half an hour?"
The other three people looked at each other with wry smiles.
"I really want to believe it, but my reason tells me that this is completely a fantasy and is too exaggerated."
"If Mr. Wang can really do this, then he will truly be the world's number one weapon refiner."
"I think we should not think about whether these things are there or not, but think about how it will end if Mr. Wang misses, right?"
The man said, and then added: "The main purpose of inviting Mr. Wang to this exchange meeting for weapon refiners is to persuade him to join our weapon refiner union."
"After all, from the information we received, he is a highly productive weapon refining master. In a few months, he has refined nearly twenty Ruyi Divine Weapons."
"This number is more than any of the other weapon refining masters who have refined more Ruyi Divine Weapons in a lifetime."
"It is absolutely impossible for us to turn a blind eye and let go of such a chicken that can lay golden eggs."
"If he joins our Refiner's Guild, it will be a win-win cooperation."
"So, I think that once Mr. Wang makes a mistake, we must intervene in time to let him get out of the embarrassing situation and feel the goodwill we have released."
"You are right." One of them nodded slightly, and then said, "As far as I know, Mr. Wang is also interested in the Tears of Time. Why don't we follow his fancy and find a way to offer the Tears of Time with both hands?
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The man from before clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Yes, that's a good idea. If you eat people, you'll be short-tongued, and you'll be soft on others."
"In this way, once we ask Mr. Wang to join our Refiner's Guild, he will have no reason to refuse."
…
Time passes minute by minute.
As the half-hour deadline approached, the noisy discussions at the auction site became increasingly noisy.
The closed door of Private Room No. 8 made the expressions of impatience on the faces of many people present become even more intense.
These people felt that they were really out of their minds, so they sat here stupidly and waited for nearly half an hour.
Isn't this obvious? The owner of private room No. 8 is clearly talking nonsense.
How could anyone in this world be able to refine a Ruyi magic weapon within half an hour?
However, after waiting for such a long time, they must put an end to this farce, otherwise wouldn't the wait have been in vain?
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on stage.
"Grandma, the time is almost up!" Aaron lowered his head and glanced at the watch on his wrist, and said softly.
Betty nodded vaguely, then she coughed dryly and said in a hoarse voice: "Excuse me..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, before she could finish her words, she saw the door of private room No. 8 quietly opened from inside.
Seeing this, the originally noisy environment at the auction site instantly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed unblinkingly in the direction of Private Room No. 8.
"Whoosh!" A sound broke through the air.
In an instant, a fiery red shadow exuding a scorching aura shot out from Private Room No. 8, trailing a long tail of flames, and landed heavily on the stage in front of Betty and Alon, the grandparents.
"Boom!"
The wooden stage was instantly ignited.
In the raging fire, Betty and Aaron retreated in panic, with a trace of lingering fear on their faces.
[Author's digression]: I've gained weight, I want to raise my hand, and I'll pay double the amount of chapters I owe after the National Day!