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One of the deacons looked at the hourglass. There was only a handful of light sand as big as a thumb left in the hourglass, floating down like fine smoke.

He turned around and reported: "Return to our ancestors, we still have about a hundred breaths left."

Shangguan Xun suddenly let out a soft drink, opened his mouth and spurted a large ball of essence and blood into the cauldron. Then there was a loud bang like thunder inside the cauldron, and everything stopped.

People from the Eighteenth Aristocratic Family stood up one after another and stood up to watch. Is this a success or not?

Shangguan Xun himself was completely unsure, and his bloodless face revealed his nervousness.

But soon, his brows relaxed and he was ready!

The ancestor of the Mo family looked back at the hourglass, "It was so dangerous! I almost missed it. Bring the things up."

One of the deacons came down from the stage, put the ritual vessels in the cauldron on a plate, and brought them up.

As he trotted along, the masters on stage and off stage had glanced at what was on the plate.

"Oh, it's actually the Seven-Colored Tower!"

"The quality seems to be good, but I wonder if it can reach the top grade?"

The seven-color pagoda stone maple has been refined before. This is a kind of armor specially designed to resist fire spell attacks. Depending on the quality, it can produce different colors of light.

The seven-color pagoda was placed on the table, facing Mei Jianhe.

Mei Jianhe looked at it and said, "Exquisite and clear, it looks like a good thing at first glance..."

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and a powerful stream of mana poured into the tower, and the tower immediately lit up with light. If you count carefully, there are as many as five.

If the seven-color pagoda can produce five rays of light, it is of the highest quality.

Mr. Yan's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that Shangguan Xun could also refine a high-grade spiritual weapon. Fortunately, Ruwen made it first, so he still won in terms of time.

Ye Wuji said: "Let me see how effective this treasure is?" He stretched out his fingers and flicked, and three fire bombs rushed towards Qisetaji.

However, when the flame touched the light, it melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, three feet away from the tower, it completely melted into the light.

Mei Jian and Tut Tut praised, "What a baby! What a baby!"

Shangguan Wenhe next to him suddenly said: "Clan leader Mei, why don't you try injecting more mana into it?"

Mei Jianhe was stunned, "Master Shangguan, what do you mean by this? Hey, could it be that..."

Shangguan Wenhe smiled and said nothing.

Mei Jianhe breathed out lightly, pointed at the Seven-Color Tower, and exhaled force from the palm of his hand. As more mana was poured into it, the light of the Seven-Color Tower became brighter and brighter. Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, and the sixth kind of light came from the tower. Jet out.

Mei Jianhe did not stop. He clearly felt that the tower still had room to accommodate mana, so he continued to inject mana continuously. Finally, after more than ten breaths, "pop", the seventh kind of light appeared.

There was silence on and off the stage at first, followed by constant exclamations.

Mr. Yan felt that his legs were weak and he almost fell to the ground.

The best spiritual weapon!

A seventh-level weapon refiner actually made the best spiritual weapon in just three hours!

I believe that soon, this matter will spread throughout the country, and Shangguan Xun's name will be resounding throughout Shu!

Yu Zanghai in the audience smiled bitterly and said: "The best spiritual weapon! This man actually made the best spiritual weapon. The Yan family is doomed now."

The young man in green clothes asked from the side: "Grandpa, is the best spiritual weapon so rare?"

"Of course it's rare! This kind of quality can only be obtained occasionally by skilled hands, and refining a hundred spiritual weapons may not yield a top-quality one."

The young man in green said: "The Shangguan family has refined the best quality, and the Yan family is the best, so the Shangguan family naturally wins this round.

After eight rounds, Shangguan's family was one point ahead, but wasn't there one more round?

How come the Yan family is doomed? If the Yan family comes back in the last round, it will still be a tie and there will be an extra game. "

Yu Zanghai shook his head, "It's useless even if the Yan family won the last game."

The young man in green asked in surprise: "Why?"

Yu Zanghai said with a straight face, "Didn't I ask you to read the competition rules carefully before?

In martial arts competitions, the winner usually gets one point, but there are a few exceptions where an extra half point can be added, one of which is refining the best spiritual weapon. "

The young man in green suddenly realized, "Grandpa, do you mean that Shangguan Xun won the set not by one point, but by one and a half points?"

At this moment, the Shangguan family was erupting in joy, while the Yan family was completely silent.

Yu Zanghai nodded and lowered his voice, "Exactly! These additional circumstances were gradually added to the mountain sacrificial ceremonies of the past dynasties, and they all make sense.

If you think about it, although they both win, it is much more difficult for the best to win against the top than for the top to win against the middle.

The best magic weapon is hard to come by and can be refined in just three hours, so giving it half a point more is totally justified. "

Second Master Yan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was filled with coldness.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Shangguan Wenhe. Shangguan Wenhe, who had been suppressed for three days, finally smiled.

At this moment, Mr. Yan finally understood why the other party arranged their troops in such a way, putting Shangguan Wenyu on the second day and Shangguan Xun at the end.

Because the real killing weapon of the Shangguan family is not Shangguan Wenyu, but Shangguan Xun, whose weapon-refining skills have improved by leaps and bounds!

Master Qianchu also sighed in the audience, "The head of the Shangguan family is really cunning. No wonder he put the two low-level weapon refiner competitions at the end, and Yan Laoer fell!"

Yu Zanghai introduced, "Not only that. He also deliberately delayed the competition to three days. According to the rules of the Eighteenth League, a competition must be completed within three days, which means that the competition between the Yan family and the Shangguan family can only be completed tonight at most." Zishi.

The Shangguan family postponed the killing move until the third day, just to not give the Yan family another chance to spend the night discussing. "

Master Qianchu nodded, "Yes, if Shangguan Xun plays in the first battle, he will be equally amazing, but after all, there are still two days left for the Yan family to take risks, but now, there is no chance of counterattack."

The young man in green interjected: "In the last competition, the Yan family beat the Shangguan family by one and a half points. Isn't it possible?"

Yu Zanghai snorted, "You kid, you speak too lightly!

Among the nine people now, the two family heads who did not appear are the two family heads, and the level of the two of them is about the same. It is hard to say who will win and who will lose. I want to win an extra half point, it is a dream! "

The young man in green said: "These situations of extra points are difficult, right?"

"Of course it's difficult."

The young man in green asked curiously: "In addition to refining the best spiritual weapons, what else are there?"

Yu Zanghai thought about it for a moment, "I can't remember clearly. I think there are three or five items in my mind. For example, low-level weapon refiners can refine magic weapons with twenty-six levels of restrictions and above. Intermediate weapon refiners are us. These old guys can get half points if they can refine the prototype of a magic weapon."

Master Qianchu said angrily: "It takes six hours to refine the prototype of a magic weapon? I really don't know what the guy who made this rule was thinking in his head!"

On the stage, the Mo family ancestor's face was still like a thousand-year-old ancient well, without any ripples.

"Head of the Yan family, do you have any objection to the result of this competition?"

Mr. Yan took the seven-color pagoda and looked it up and down. He himself was also a fifth-grade weapon refining master, how could he not know it!

After a long time, he put down the magic weapon and sighed, "Shangguan family actually has such talents, it is not far from prosperity."

Shangguan Wenhe said calmly: "Brother Yan is so complimentary. Young people still have a lot to learn!"

The ancestor of the Mo family said: "Since both parties have no objections, the game is decided. Now the Shangguan family is leading by one and a half minutes, and there is only one last game left. What are you going to do?"

Mr. Yan Er said: "This junior would like to discuss with the clan, is that possible?"

"Of course. But I remind the head of the Yan family that the nine competitions between the two families cannot last more than three days. They will end at midnight tonight no matter what."

"Junior, please save it."

Second Master Yan came down from the stage and immediately called his third brother and all the elders of the clan over for urgent discussion.

Shangguan Wenhe also returned to his phalanx, his face darkened, his eyes swept over, and he stopped the cheers of his clan disciples.

However, these disciples still couldn't restrain their excitement and kept chattering around Shangguan Xun in lowered voices.

Shangguan Xun spent a lot of energy and blood, and his face was pale, but his eyes were shining and he was obviously very excited.

Shi Feng sent a message to ask Master Qianchu, "Uncle, if the Yan family is defeated, how many Moon Rock Iron Essences can we get?"

Master Qianchu smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid one tael is gone."

Shi Feng was shocked: "How could this happen? Didn't we agree that we would get one tael when we go out to fight, and if we win, we will get another half tael."

"You're right, but things are different now.

To be honest, Yan Laoer and the others have calculated repeatedly before and feel that they still have more than 60% chance of winning this martial arts competition.

Who would have thought that the Shangguan family would actually hide such a trick? If the Yan family loses, they will fall into the middle clan. From now on, they will have to go all out to return to the upper clan.

You know, the Yan family's original promise to me was not that they had the Moon Rock Iron Essence themselves, but that they would exchange one dollar of heavy water with Yu Zanghai.

One yuan of heavy water is the treasure of the Yan family. Every drop is extremely precious. If the Yan family wants to revive, how can they use this one yuan of heavy water so easily?

Even if Yan Laoer is willing, I am afraid that the elders of the clan will definitely object. Besides,"

Master Qianchu's tone turned sad, "At this moment, Yan Laoer is so confused, how can I have the nerve to ask him to fulfill his promise!"