In one hour, you can refine an eighth-level battle armor or an eighth-level battle puppet.
Not to mention one hour, even ten hours, it is difficult to refine it.
This is an eighth-level battle armor, not one or two.
The parts required for the eighth-level war puppet armor alone cost tens of thousands of dollars, not to mention various high-level spiritual materials, many of which are difficult to melt with spiritual fire and require constant polishing.
Moreover, each part must be engraved with spiritual patterns. Even a ninth-level weapon refiner and caster with all his strength would be unable to carve the spiritual patterns on 10,000 parts at once. They need to be trimmed before they can be used.
Therefore, according to these ninth-level rulings, it is simply impossible to refine the eighth-level war puppet armor within an hour.
The normal eighth-level and ninth-level trial process is not like this.
This is a super difficult trial that Han Muye said can only be done by jumping directly from level seven to level nine.
"Haha, little friend, only a few direct descendants of saint-level casters, or even the descendants of god-level powerful people, can do this kind of trial that directly jumps to the ninth level."
A judge wearing a fiery red robe showed a smile on his face and said softly: "The background of such a person is beyond the imagination of ordinary people."
Refining an eighth-level battle armor battle puppet in one hour involves not only the level of skill, but also the strength behind it.
There are powerful soul training, sufficient preparation of spiritual materials, and various tools for processing semi-finished products.
Only those who strive for certain honors will choose such challenges.
Han Muye nodded in front of the wooden case.
Several judges had smiles on their faces.
It's not a good thing to be too ambitious.
This weapon refiner and caster who participated in the seventh-level trial may have good skills, but he must not have enough knowledge and is a bit arrogant.
Otherwise, there would be no idea of directly challenging level nine.
Today's young people have too many thoughts and unstable tempers, and they will lose their ability even if they have a little bit of ability.
"Okay, then I will refine an eighth-level armor within an hour." Han Muye's voice sounded.
The judges were stunned for a moment, their faces slightly frozen.
After waiting for a moment, everyone's eyes flashed brightly, with different expressions.
"Okay." The face of the first judge slowly turned calm and nodded.
"boom--"
In front of Han Muye, spiritual fire exploded.
In an instant, the entire stone platform was filled with spiritual fire.
At least a hundred spiritual fires intertwined and turned into a sea of fire.
On top of so many spiritual fires, pieces of various spiritual materials were thrown up, suspended and rotating.
This scene is like a hundred casters taking action at the same time.
"The method of refining weapons using running water in a big city?" A judge narrowed his eyes.
"Hmph, no wonder he is so arrogant, he is from a big city." Another judge snorted, with a trace of disdain on his face.
"A few years ago, I heard that there was a Dacheng weapon refiner who took advantage of the alliance trial and used this quick weapon refinement method to successfully skip the level challenge test. Unexpectedly, we encountered it today."
An old man in white robe shook his head, with disgust in his eyes.
Several other people also shook their heads.
The face of the judge in the middle remained unchanged, and he said solemnly: "Rules are rules. The rules set by the alliance for countless thousands of years cannot be easily broken. Even if others take advantage of the loopholes, it is still a matter of skill."
"If you look closely at his weapon refining, he can forge an eighth-level war puppet armor in one hour. Not many of you here can do that, right?"
Everyone stopped talking and began to watch Han Muye attentively as he refined the eighth-level armor.
Han Muye indeed used the method of division of labor and cooperation.
Simplify all the processes and proceed in steps.
In the first pass, a total of 15,360 parts were refined in layers on a hundred flames. The first layer of spiritual materials melted. When it started to shape, it was directly reversed to make the second and third pieces.
Start forging.
For other polishing and seal carving, he also turned them into semi-finished products directly over the flames, and then the parts disappeared from his hands like running water.
"The seal carving steps have been simplified, and all the spiritual patterns are just one."
"At least three thousand parts have been added, and the spiritual patterns are broken down by the parts."
"Layered smelting reduces the time it takes for spiritual fire to be consumed."
"All the time and skills are used to the extreme. This is truly the ultimate weapon refining."
Looking at Han Muye refining the method, the expressions on the faces of the judges became more and more surprised.
Regardless of whether Han Muye wanted to take advantage of the alliance trial, the extreme skills Guang showed at this time were already extremely powerful.
Han Muye stood in front of the long desk, his mind divided into thousands of parts, some controlling flames, some controlling spiritual materials, and some seal carving parts.
In front of him, there was a shadow of a battle armor that only he could see, with tens of thousands of golden lights interlacing on it.
"Is this a combination of the weapon refining skills of the prehistoric universe civilization and the weapon refining skills of the galactic universe civilization?" The voice of the golden bird rang in Han Muye's ears.
At this time, Han Muye's method of controlling fire and refining weapons was clearly a method from the prehistoric universe.
The decomposition of various refining tools and the splicing of parts are unique to the Galaxy Universe.
"Not just combination, but also innovation." There was emotion in the chaotic voice.
"In addition to these two inheritances, there is also the analysis of materials and the means of reassembling and disassembling parts."
The Five Elements Divine Furnace has become silent.
There was a smile on Han Muye's face.
Now he just borrowed some control processes he knew from his previous life, simulated powerful computing power, and turned all the refining processes into programming.
Very simple.
All procedures are orderly, with parts flying quickly onto the long table and stacked in fixed positions.
Direct splicing.
At this time, all the armor parts are directly formed and then quickly fall into the required position of the armor.
A piece of armor is rapidly formed that is visible to the naked eye.
This method is very similar to the kind of molding that Han Muye saw in his previous life.
Before an hour had passed, a battle armor with a golden halo had already taken shape.
The armor is eight feet high and divided into three parts: helmet, armor body, and inner armor.
Wearing this armor will protect your whole body.
On the back of the armor, there are three long and short war guns, two long knives, and one long sword.
The armor rotated and stood in place, like a war puppet.
Han Muye breathed a sigh of relief and backed away slowly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He now masters more and more fusion techniques, and creates more and more of his own creations.
Now he is extremely eager to get those high-level war puppets, and then disassemble the refining methods to obtain the refining methods of higher-level war puppets and armors.
The refining process of prehistoric level armor that he mastered has long been outdated and is not suitable for today's world.
The refining process of decomposition, transformation, division of labor and cooperation is the optimal solution.
It is impossible for him to do everything by himself, every piece of armor and puppet is done by himself.
What he needs to do is to train more low-level weapon refiners and casters, and then let these low-level weapon refiners and casters take action to refine higher-level war puppets.
The civilization of the Galaxy universe is similar to the world before Han Muye traveled through it, both of which emphasize the victory of man over nature.
Han Muye imagined what it would be like when countless low-level weapon refiners took action and refined the armor and puppets with unparalleled or even prehistoric combat power.
He stood behind the stone platform and watched as several judges walked to the armor and looked at it carefully.
After a moment, several judges looked at each other and nodded.
"I'm here to apply to jump to the ninth level trial." The judge who had promised Han Muye before returned to his original position and dispersed.
Others were also sitting in their seats, with upright figures and solemn expressions.
After a while, curtains of light rose up.
Layers of light masks cover the entire stone platform.
Then, around the stone platform, wooden chairs appeared one after another.
A total of twenty-one figures fell around the stone platform.
In addition to the first seven rulings, fourteen more rulings have come.
Twenty-one rulings filled the surrounding space.
The fourteen new judges all had a strong aura impact on their bodies.
On the golden badges they wore on their chests, there were streams of colorful lights flashing.
Holy level.
Saint-level casters do not mean how high their cultivation level is, but it means that their weapon-refining skills can independently refine the Tianhuang-level war puppet armor.
Of course, their main task is to maintain and repair those holy and god-level war armors handed down from ancient times.
They did not step forward directly to evaluate the armor, but watched Han Muye's weapon refining process unfold again under the layers of light curtains.
Action, picture, sound.
One hour.
All the scenes reappeared, and in one hour, Han Muye went through the process of refining this armor completely again.
There was a glint in Han Muye's eyes.
Almost everyone has no secrets about these methods.
The techniques and skills he used to refine this armor will be stolen.
Maybe this is the price to pay for joining the Alliance?
This should be a way and means for the alliance to absorb fresh blood and supplement new weapon refining and casting techniques.
Of course, the alliance will also pay corresponding benefits.
Every certified weapon refiner and caster has the benefits and rights corresponding to the corresponding level.
This is also the reason why those weapon refiners and casters are willing to join the alliance.
"The differentiation and refining method of Dacheng." An old man with gray hair and wearing light golden armor spoke in a low voice.
"It also has its own thing. This method of disassembling parts seems to have its own charm." Another old man whispered softly.
"Humph, the skills of those big cities are becoming more and more detailed, and the weapon refiners are reduced to tools." An old man with disheveled hair, some damage on his clothes, and stained with smoke and dust hummed.
On the stone platform, several saint-level weapon refiners nodded.
The weapon refiners in the big cities no longer care about inheritance, but only focus on whether their own decomposition skills are efficient.
Many people do have the ability to specialize, but their background is extremely poor.
In the eyes of alliance experts who care about inheritance, these weapon refiners are not orthodox weapon refiners at all.
He can only be regarded as a craftsman.
"Everyone, there are some things that we cannot change." A tall old man turned his head and looked at the people around him, looking at Han Muye and then at the golden armor in front of him.
"Today's trial, will you pass or fail?"
After hearing his question, the others also looked at each other, and then their judgments fell one by one.
This time, twenty-one people have to make an assessment.
Some rated it as high, some rated it as average, and seven of them rated it as low.
"Two-thirds of the assessments are average or above. Today's trial is passed."
"Among the local cities, the highest trial level is nine."
"If all ninth-level weapon refiners want to undergo the holy-level trial, they need to come to the alliance headquarters with proof of garrison after being stationed in a local city for a hundred years."
"The ninth-level weapon refiner and foundry master has corresponding authority according to the strength level of the alliance in this city."
"This authority is common to all cities within a million miles around."
"Based on this level assessment, Han Muye, the tester this time, will be the fifth level nine among the 852 large and small cities within a million miles."
"There are two saint-level forgers within a million miles. Han Muye has the authority of a ninth-level forger in the alliance."
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Ling Ling Zong Zong has quite a lot of various rights and responsibilities.
It took a quarter of an hour for several holy casters to read out these regulations.
"Master Han chooses to stay in the city and will be able to trade the ninth-level weapon refiner's materials and war puppet armor."
"Master Han's identity authentication will be transmitted to all cities at level nine and above within a million miles and a million miles away."
"Master Han's identity badge will be delivered by someone from the alliance headquarters. The production and delivery time will be approximately three months."
Class and status are a wall.
Before Han Muye reached level nine, others looked at him as cold.
After he actually obtained the ninth-level certification, those rulings were no longer so cold.
In particular, several ninth-level adjudicators were eager to communicate with Han Muye.
Several saint-level adjudicators also invited Han Muye to visit them.
Before leaving, everyone also left their mark of identity.
"There are only seven-level certification badges here. Master Han will give in first." The tall old man raised his hand, and the golden light on the stone platform gathered together to form a golden badge, which landed in front of Han Muye.
There is no way, a city like Tacheng itself does not have the qualifications for level nine certification.
His level nine badge still needs to be sent from the alliance headquarters.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Level seven is level seven. For Han Muye, there is not much difference between level seven and level nine.
What he wants is the authority in the hands of the Tacheng Artifact Refining and Forging Masters Alliance.
To put it bluntly, it's a discount.
All the light curtains on the stone platform dispersed, leaving him holding the badge in his hand and walking slowly down.
When he reached the door of the hall, he reached out and pushed the door open.
The three giants, Ma Mingyuan, Wu Hua, and Yu Changdao, who were guarding the door, all raised their heads and looked at Han Muye.
The other fourth-level and fifth-level weapon refiners also raised their heads and stared closely at Han Muye.
As for the first few trialists who came, as well as Zheng Jiang, the second-level foundry master who led Han Muye to the trial hall, they stood in the distance and stretched their necks to watch.
"It's not really certified to Level 7, is it?" The young man beside Zheng Jiang whispered.
So far, only the seventy or eighty people in front of this hall know that there is a strong weapon refiner and caster in the city who wants to be certified to the seventh level.
Everyone looked at Han Muye quietly.
Could it be that today we really witnessed the birth of a seventh-level weapon refiner and caster?
"Master Han, what was the result of today's certification?" Yu Changdao took a deep breath and asked softly.
Hearing his words, everyone held their breath.
Han Muye raised his hand, and in his palm, a golden badge with a faint glow appeared.
Level seven!
Really level seven!
The number one weapon refiner in Tacheng!
Wu Hua beside Yu Changdao took a step back, raised his hands, bowed and shouted: "Wu Hua has met the chief weapon refiner."
chief!
The number one in Tacheng is naturally the chief weapon refiner in the Tacheng weapon refiner alliance.
Wu Hua, who had always been indifferent, was the first to bow and salute, which made Yu Changdao slightly stunned and quickly bowed.
"I've met the chief weapon refiner."
The others came to their senses at this time and all bowed and saluted.
"I've met the chief weapon refiner."
Han Muye showed a smile on his face, waved his hands and said, "You are too polite. We will have more exchanges in Tacheng from now on."
As he said that, he looked at Yu Changdao and the three of them, and coughed slightly: "Three giants, let's talk about the Weapon Refiner Alliance?"
Yu Changdao and the three of them looked at each other and said hurriedly: "I dare not call you a giant, so please just ask the chief to call us elders."
"Chief, please come with us."
Han Muye nodded and followed Yu Changdao and the three of them into the side hall.
It wasn't until Han Muye and the others closed the heavy door of the hall that everyone in the square outside the hall suddenly burst into discussion.
"Chief, haha, my tower city actually has a seventh-level chief!"
"Level 7, the era of the Big Three is over, and the Tacheng Weapon Refiner Alliance will be dominated by Level 7!"
"Our Tacheng Artificer Alliance has been suppressed by the surrounding cities for countless years. This time we can finally feel proud!"
Those level 4 and level 5 weapon refiners are looking forward to the future. As long as Chief Han gives a little guidance, their weapon forging skills will definitely continue to improve.
Others were also extremely excited.
The Tacheng Weapon Refining and Forging Masters Alliance, with its seventh-level Weapon Refining and Forging Masters in charge, is completely different.
They no longer need to bow their heads in front of other city weapon refiners.
"I wonder how long the chief will stay in Tacheng..." After the excitement, someone whispered again.
Zheng Jiang, who was not far away, could no longer hear anything at this time and could only feel a buzzing in his head.
The tester he received became the chief!
Not to mention what kind of rewards there will be, just with this relationship, he will be able to walk sideways in the Weapon Refiner Alliance in the future.
"Brother Zheng Jiang, from now on, I have to help you." The middle-aged weapon refiner beside him said softly with a look of envy on his face.
"Don't worry, I can pull you a few times." Zheng Jiang couldn't help it any longer, with a smile on his face.
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Tacheng, Royal Armor Master Certification Hall.
At this time, a square was already filled with people.
Some of these people are armor masters who came to certify, and some are spies sent by various aristocratic families.
They all looked at the figure on the high platform displaying armor control skills.
"This He Yangsun is also very brave and dares to directly certify as a second-level armor master." Someone murmured from below.
"Hehe, we need to get him certified." Someone showed a smile on his face and his eyes were shining. "He was invincible when he was a trainee. If he reaches the first level, he will probably have few opponents."
"At this second level, among his peers in Tacheng, there are countless who can crush him."
Many armor masters around nodded.
Many people are already eager to try it.
As long as He Yangsun is certified as a Level 2 Armor Master, challenge him directly.
Back then, this guy had won a huge fortune by relying on his challenge.
"boom--"
On the stage, He Yangsun controlled the armor and completed all the procedures required for the second-level armor master trial.
Strength, speed, action.
Then another second-level armor master came forward to practice offensive and defensive drills with him.
The process is very smooth.
When the two of them returned to their seats, the three fourth-level armor masters sitting on the stage nodded.
"He Yangsun, passed the trial and was recognized as an armor master, Level 2."
The big man sitting in the middle shouted loudly, then turned his eyes inadvertently downward.
Under the high platform, a young man wearing a military robe nodded slightly and flew onto the stage.
"Second-level armor master Zhao Mingzheng is challenging He Yangsun—" Before the young man could finish his words, He Yangsun waved his hand.
Not accepting the challenge?
A second-level armor master is unwilling to accept the challenge of a second-level armor master?
Although He Yangsun has just been certified as a second-level armor master, it is really impossible to challenge him at this time. But now that he is on the stage to challenge you, and you refuse directly, do you lack some courage?
"Haha, it seems that the eldest son of the He family, who is known as the leader of the younger generation in Tacheng, is also self-aware." Zhao Mingzheng chuckled, then clasped his hands behind his back and said lightly: "I can give you some time."
"How about the three-year agreement?"
"Three years later, we will fight again."
So what if it were three years? Even if it were three years, he, Zhao Mingzheng, would dare to say that he would directly crush He Yangsun without losing his temper.
A first-level armor master can grow a lot in three years, but Zhao Mingzheng has been in the second level for more than three years. In another three years, there is a 70% chance that he will be a third-level armor master.
At that time, He Yangsun would not even dare to raise his head in front of him.
Below, the armor masters who were watching the fun all had smiles on their faces.
They knew He Yangsun's reputation as a young hero with unlimited glory. They were happy to see that he did not dare to challenge today.
"This is Brother Zhao." On the high platform, He Yangsun looked at Zhao Mingzheng, with a calm expression on his face, and said, "It's not that I refuse to bet on the fight, but I just feel that it's too hard to win."
Victory without force?
Who wins without force?
Zhao Mingzheng was stunned and laughed.
In the audience, maybe many people laughed out loud.
Isn’t there something wrong with this idea of victory without force?
"He Yangsun, if you dare to fight, fight. If you don't dare, go down alone." Zhao Ming's expression turned sharp and he shouted lowly.
He Yangsun nodded and said, "I dare to fight, but you really dare to accept?"
These words made Zhao Mingzheng's body surge with energy and blood, and his face looked proud: "As long as you fight, I, Zhao Mingzheng, will always be with you!"
He Yangsun took a deep breath, looked at the onlookers who were gloating under the stage, and then looked at the indifferent verdict of those on the stage.
There are no real masters in the He family.
So the He family is no longer an aristocratic family.
Although He Yangsun attacked in the wilderness and defeated even the fourth level, those who escaped did not dare to make this matter public.
At this time, there were still not many people in Tacheng who really thought highly of He Yangsun.
"Then, I'll see you on the gambling platform in three days." He Yangsun said loudly.
Zhao Ming's face showed joy.
In any case, he finally inspired He Yangsun to accept the challenge.
As for the bets for the subsequent fight, he doesn't need to behave.
The Zhao family would naturally place a heavy bet.
With a chuckle, he turned around and was about to step off the stage when he heard He Yangsun's voice behind him.
"Your verdict, I apply to continue the Level 3 Armor Master Certification Trial."
Level 3 armor master!
Under the high platform, everything was dull.
On the stage, the expressions on the faces of the three judges turned solemn.
Zhao Mingzheng trembled all over, his eyes widened, and he slowly turned his head.
Behind him, He Yangsun was covered by a set of light red battle armor, filled with spiritual light and evil aura, covering the high platform.
This evil spirit was so strong that Zhao Mingzheng's legs and feet became weak.
He Yangsun, whom he wants to challenge, is now certified as a level three armor master!
