Douluo's personal pendant

Chapter 17 The Artifact Refining Competition ([-])

"Gentlemen, ladies, welcome to the site of the Notting City Artifact Refining Competition."

In the auditorium just to the east of the stage was a place similar to a commentary stand. A slender, muscular, good-looking male commentator in a white suit waved his hands, spreading his voice throughout the venue through his soul power. Audiences who are close to him or far away from him can hear him clearly.

Sitting next to him was a beautiful woman in a long pink dress, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin, and she said in a melodious voice like a silver bell: "Here, first of all, thank you, Bishop Malos, the bishop of the Wuhun Temple."

Following the direction of her fingers, Tang Fei looked, and in a dark entrance, an old man wearing a gold-rimmed white robe with a strange pattern embroidered on the back slowly came out of the darkness, and walked to the center of the empty stage, smiling. , with his white beard raised slightly, waved to the audience all around him, and the enthusiastic audience naturally gave him the most enthusiastic cheers.

Immediately afterwards, the hostess read again: "The Lord of Notting City, the Lord of Allen."

Just now when the old man walked out of the place, a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous red middle-world European aristocratic dress, white tight leather pants, a round belly, a mustache on his face, invisible neck, grinning mouth and squinting eyes came out of the dark Zhong Zhong walked out with steady and firm steps. Tang Fei, whose eyesight is beyond ordinary people, saw it at a glance. When he stepped on it, a dust footprint was formed. What a steady step, City Lord Allen waved his hands as hard as he could. The appearance also received enthusiastic cheers from the audience.

When he walked up to the bishop and stood firmly, the hostess shouted again: "Welcome to the organizer of this refining competition, who is also the favorite to win the championship. The manager of the perfect blacksmith shop, manager Kernado."

It was the familiar entrance again, a thin figure in a black tight-fitting robe, sharp and slender, with a long beard on his chin, and a slender face. At first glance, he looked like a middle-aged man with the word treachery written on his face. Stuffing his beard, he came out with one hand behind his back. He was expressionless, squinting his small eyes, and walked towards the center of the stage, ignoring the city lord who raised his hand to greet him, and saluted the bishop slightly.

The bishop was still smiling, and after nodding in return, he stood on the right side of the bishop. Although he had a cold face from the moment he came out and had no interaction with the audience, the audience still burst into enthusiastic cheers, coming to give this cold The most sublime welcome from the ruthless shopkeeper.

On the host stage, the hostess withdrew her hand after seeing the three of them standing upright, dispersing the soul power in her throat, while the host stood up and said in a loud and clear voice: "Thank you three adults for your busy schedule. Zhong Zhong came to our Notting City to be the judge of this refining competition, let us once again thank the three adults with warm applause."

"Clap clap clap."

There was very warm applause at the scene, and in the applause, the three of them bent down and bowed in return, and walked to the three distinctive noble seats located under the stage and under the presiding stage.

After the three sat down, the hostess shouted again: "Let us welcome the contestants this time."

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud cheer on the scene, and contestants of different shapes and postures came out of the sixteen exits on the edge of the stage.

Some of them are tall, with indifferent faces holding their thick arms, some are thin and enthusiastically waving their small arms to the audience, some have their arms hanging down and their faces are full of tiredness, and some support themselves The stomach, which was comparable to that of the city lord, was removed with a face full of pain.

After the contestants came out, before they even got on the stage, a soul master from the Wuhun Temple in a white robe stood in the center of the stage. He only heard a loud roar, and two yellow, three purple and one black soul rings appeared on his body, like a A soul emperor.

I saw him pressing the ground with both hands, and on the flat stage, square blocks with a length and width of [-] rose slowly. Looking back at the stage, the stage has become a square space of one meter apart. playing field.

At this time, the voice of the hostess Yueer came.

"All contestants, please take your participation tokens and choose your own competition venue."

Tang Fei put his hand into his pocket, and took out a rectangular token with a hammer on it from the space ring. When he looked up again, the people beside him all used their own means to get on the stage, and some of them hadn't left yet. There was a fight for a desired playing field, but it was quickly stopped by some people in silver and white armor.

Tang Fei randomly chose a square closer to the center and stood on it. He looked around at the contestants around him, and found that quite a few people were in a state of confusion.

Seeing that everyone was standing up, the hostess said, "Please keep the tokens off the ground."

Tang Fei had seen quite a few people doing that just now. Hearing what the host said, he took out his token and laid it flat on the floor, trying to be the same as the people who had done that before.

After everyone was put away, the male host stood up and said, "Let me introduce the competition rules to the contestants."

"When I shouted that the game has started, the three referees will ring the golden bell at hand. After the bell rings, the tokens under your feet will turn into a sound-proof enchantment, providing a comfortable competition environment for each player. After that, there will be an hour of iron-making time, during the iron-making time, you can use the method you want, but the method is to deal with the iron ore you brought yourself."

"After one hour, you need to stop the work in your hands. If you exceed the time limit, you will be disqualified from the competition."

"You'll be given a 10-minute break, and you can choose to go back to the lounge or stay where you are."

"Twenty-ten minutes later, you will enter the second stage of the competition. You need to use the iron you smelted before to smelt your own special weapons. Swords, guns, halberds, axes, hooks, shields, and armors are all up to you to decide."

"You have two hours to forge your own weapons."

"After this, you will have an hour's rest, and you will have the most exciting and exciting part of the whole game, that is, possessing the soul!!!"

The host roared angrily, although the audience may not know what possessing a soul is, and even some contestants looked blank, but this did not affect the cheers of the audience.

"Ah ah ah ah ah."

After waiting for the audience to finish calling, the male host sat back and the female host stood up.

"After six hours of soul-enchanting your weapons, you hold the perfect weapon in your hands for the worst confrontation, you, yourself, in your hand, hold, weapon, attack, selected, opponent , yes, the weapon, whoever's weapon is broken first will lose, and the winner will enter the next round of confrontation until the last round."

When the hostess finished shouting heartbreakingly, the audience also shouted and cheered, but something was wrong with the contestants, and some people shouted: "It's not fair, isn't it iron making? Why are there any ghosts?" , I’ve never heard of possessing souls.”

Some people also said: "That's right, and you have to hold a weapon to fight against something. After training the weapon, how can you have the strength to fight against it?"

However, the voices of these people were all drowned out by the cheers of the audience.

Tang Fei quietly watched everything around him, the desperate contestants, the dazed contestants, the contestants holding their heads in pain, the excited contestants, the calm contestants, the nervous sweating contestants, and the audience, hugging their girlfriends Those who grinned and yelled, those who put the child on their necks and yelled, and those who frantically shook the things in their hands, all of them were so crazy and so exciting that Tang Fei's blood boiled a little.

When the voices of the audience gradually became weaker, Tang Fei thought that the competition was about to start, and was about to take out the stove, hammer and other iron tools from the space ring.

I only heard the hostess continue to shout, her voice was even a little broken, and she said with fanatical excitement in her tone: "Then let us welcome."

Speaking of this, the audience of 10 people yelled for her in unison: "Young Master Qingxu~~"

Accompanied by the screams of the audience.Tang Fei felt a loud noise in the sky. When Tang Fei raised his head, colorful ribbons fell from the sky. With the ribbons falling, a face like a crown jade, lips like fat, skin like fat, slender, wearing a blue robe, long With hair casually draped over his shoulders, the boy holding a white oil-paper umbrella floated down from the air and landed on an open space.

When he appeared, the emotions of the audience seemed to reach their climax at this moment, fanatical fans were lying on the railing with wide eyes, yelling and screaming while drooling.

"Ah, ah, Mr. Qingxu, I want to have a monkey with you."

"Ah, Mr. Qingxu, I want to be your woman, I want to marry you."

"Ah, Mr. Qingxu, kiss me, um, um, um."

The audience at the scene lost control one after another, as if they wanted to see the best thing in the world, they shouted one by one. It is not that Tang Fei has never seen people in the market. He had seen this kind of scene on TV in his previous life, but let What he couldn't bear was that a thick and sweaty man, wearing an extremely ill-fitting leather jacket and shorts, with a beard all over his face, and the hair on his body was even thicker, and the hair on each leg was as thick as a millimeter, could actually Became a contestant, still shouting "Young Master Qingxu, Mom loves you."

After speaking, he ran towards the young man, if the guards hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands, and when they saw that Mr. Qingxu was about to be rushed, they would hold down and drag that pervert away from the air, otherwise such a delightful scene would have happened.

Facing the fanatical audience and the fact that he was almost attacked, Mr. Qingxu was very indifferent. He half-closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, put away the umbrella in his hand and threw it to the waiting soldiers, and scanned the audience , speaking to the three referees sitting there in a flat tone, as if speaking normally, and said like an order: "It's time to start."

The three referees seemed to have heard the imperial decree, and simultaneously picked up the small golden hammer on the plate carried by the maid beside them, and rang the golden bell. middle.

As the bell rang, Tang Fei, who was right behind Mr. Qingxu, saw the light films suddenly rising one by one. He turned around and saw that the token he was stepping on had disappeared, and his surroundings had been surrounded by five light films. , everything is isolated by the light film, this space seems to be abandoned, leaving him alone.

Tang Fei collected his attention, and the moment the light film rose, the male and female hosts on the host stage stood up at the same time and shouted: "The refining competition has officially begun."

The audience shouted again, but at this time Tang Fei couldn't hear it at all.
(End of this chapter)