Douluo's personal pendant

Liu Wudao: "We are not spectators, we are contestants."

Brother took the ticket and looked at it, then looked at Liu Wu and Tang Fei, smiled and returned the ticket to Liu Wu, and opened his body and bent over and waved his hand in a please gesture.

Next to them, helping to maintain order, the soldiers wearing only the silver-white armor unique to the Wuhun Hall lifted the fence, and when Tang Fei and two of them passed by, sealed the fence entrance.

Tang Fei looked at the sky. At the moment the sun was shining brightly, and many people in the queue were already soaked with clothes, and they were complaining profusely.

Tang Fei turned his head and looked at Liu Wu and asked, "Brother Liu, is this weapon refining contest so beautiful? Why are these people so hot that they don't want to leave."

Liu Wu explained: "This is just an entrance. You must know that this place has four intersections, east, west, south, and north. This is also the case for other intersections. As for why so many people watch the refining contest, this has to be made public to Wuhun. Temple."

"Wuhun Hall?"

Liu Wu nodded and said, "Because in normal times, people have too little entertainment. People in big cities can choose to go to see fighting spirits, go to bars, go to, um, that kind of place, but these places are not. Those who can take the children, and since the perfect blacksmith shop in Wuhun City held this kind of competition for the first time, the auditorium was full, and Wuhundian decided to make this competition a profitable project. clothes."

Tang Fei turned his head and looked at it quietly, and found that among the waiting crowd, many of the clothes were particularly gorgeous, and many of them had various colors on their hands, necks, or ears. The jewels were scattered all over, which was very valuable at first glance. Of precious jewelry, obviously, a large part of this group of people come from other places.

Liu Wudao: "You see, many of these people come from other cities. After they watched the crafting contest in their own city, either because their children liked it, or because they liked it, they could travel far and wide and worked tirelessly. Run to watch a refining competition."

Tang Fei asked inexplicably, "But the cities near them may not have the forging competition, why did they go to the remote place of Notting City."

Liu Wu suddenly became serious, and turned his head to look at Tang Fei seriously: "This is the most important information I have heard. This time, the perfect blacksmith shop and Wuhun holding the refining competition. Dian, in order to make the income a little better this time, I specially invited from the headquarters of the perfect blacksmith shop. There is the youngest master blacksmith in the mainland, and the most handsome soul guide foundry. I don’t know what it is, but from the perspective of most of these people outside being women, this must be very strong."

When Liu Wu was handsome, Tang Fei couldn't help but touched his face. Just as he walked through the crowd, he felt that the eyes of the crowd were even hotter than the sun.

"I didn't expect that Douluo Continent still has fan idols."

Tang Fei shook his head, trying to get rid of the strange thoughts in his mind.

When they talked, they turned around the corner, and a handsome guy who was not inferior to the waiter at the entrance smiled and guided them to a room. The room seemed to be on the second floor of the building. The room was a room but there were rooms. Twenty to thirty square meters, there are leather sofas, crystal tables, and a transparent glass window covering the entire wall. Through the windows, you can see the huge stage outside the window. Today, the entire Notting City blacksmith community has the right to belong. Will be generated on top.

After the service brother introduced them into the room, he stood at the door and said: "Sir, please take a rest here first. Someone will bring lunch later. After lunch, our competition will start. Someone will bring the competition. Players go to the competition. During the rest of the game, the players can also go back to the room to rest. If there is nothing wrong, I will leave first."

Tang Fei and Liu Wu answered one after another, the service brother closed the door and left.

Tang Fei looked at the room back and forth, and could see that when the building was first built, there must have been great expectations. Nothing else, there were at least twenty night pearls inlaid on top of his head to illuminate the ceiling. Above, these twenty night pearls illuminate the entire room.

Tang Fei sat down on the sofa. The soft sofa almost made him fall into it. He was sure that if it was the first time he sat in this kind of chair, he would definitely never want to get up again.

"Ah, it's so comfortable." Tang Fei could hold on, but Liu Wu next to him was lying on the sofa very dishonest, squinting his eyes and growing his mouth with a pleasant smile.

Tang Fei couldn't help but reminded: "Brother Liu, I don't know how many people have sat on this chair. It's not good for you."

Liu Wucai sat up embarrassedly, spared his head, sat down for a while, and couldn't help but slumped down, shouting: "This Martial Spirit Hall is too hateful, and relying on such despicable means to corrupt our firmness Fortunately, I didn’t participate in the competition, so don’t lie down, you still have to participate in the competition.”

Tang Fei frowned and looked at Liu Wu's appearance. He leaned his nose against the back of the sofa and sniffed. Since then, he followed the poisonous master who grew up with him. In an instant, he analyzed that there was a problem with the sofa. This sofa is not a martial arts soul. The hall deliberately smeared something, but the wood grown on the sofa was made of wood with psychedelic toxins. This kind of wood usually looks the same as ordinary household wood, but if it is squeezed, it will secrete a A special fragrance.

This kind of fragrance is very weak, and even if you smell it, you won’t even feel it. That’s why Liu Wu was lying on it without resistance. However, this toxin is just a hallucinogen, which makes people faint. It was as heavy as when he was in the state when he just woke up. At most, his head hurts a little after leaving it, so Tang Fei did not call Liu Wu. He could see that Liu Wu had spent a lot of money to make this refining contest. Mind, no less effort is spent on possessing souls, but what kind of body is Tang Fei?

Tang Fei's body now can be a hundred poisonous, steel and iron bones, but he is just a strong offensive soul king, where his body can bear such exhaustion, so he fell asleep deeply as soon as he touched the sofa.

After a while, the serving brother’s lunch was also delivered. The food was delicious and delicious, but there was nothing else added. Liu Wu slept deeply, and Tang Fei ate his share. Although this lunch The amount is a bit large, and an ordinary person can eat it for a week.

However, Tang Fei had a strange belly, he ate a lot, digested quickly, and didn't panic at all. He ate everything completely.

With a full stomach, Tang Fei was lying on the sofa too, Liu Wu's rhythmic snoring came from his ear, and when Tang Fei was about to fall asleep, the door finally rang.

The brother who brought them to the service before opened the door and walked in. He saw Liu Wu lying on the sofa so much asleep, Tang Fei with his sleepy eyes, and the clean dinner plate on the table in front of Tang Fei. With a very comfortable smile on his face, he looked at Tang Fei, who had already stood up and stretched out, and asked: "Mr., the game is about to start, do you need to wake this gentleman."

He pointed to Liu Wudao, Tang Fei shook his head and said, "No, it's me who participated in the competition."

Hearing this, the waiter was taken aback for a moment, and then he smiled again. I don't know if it was Tang Fei's illusion, he seemed to smile more comfortably.

The waiter was not talking, opened the door and waited for Tang Fei. After Tang Fei walked out, he closed the door and led Tang Fei downstairs.

Chapter 17 Refining Competition (3)

"Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the Notting City Forging Competition."

The auditorium on the east side of the stage is a place similar to a platform. A man wearing a white suit, slender and sturdy, with an excellent appearance, waved his hands and spread his voice throughout the venue through his soul power. Whether the audience is close to him or far away, he can hear him clearly.

Sitting beside him was a beautiful woman with a large white skin wearing a pink dress. She only heard her voice like a silver bell saying: "Here, thanks in advance, Bishop Malos of Wuhun Hall."

Following the direction of her fingers, Tang Fei looked, and in a dark entrance, an old man wearing a white robe with gold rims and a strange pattern embroidered behind him slowly walked out of the darkness and walked to the center of the empty stage with a smile on his face. , His whitish beard raised slightly and waved to the audience. The passionate audience naturally gave him the most enthusiastic cheer.

Then the hostess read again: "Lord Notting City, Lord Allen."

Just now the old man walked out of the place, a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous red middle-world European aristocratic attire, white tight leather pants, a round belly, a mustache on his face, invisible neck, grinning, and squinting eyes from the dark. Zhong stepped out with a steady and firm step, his vision was beyond Changrao Tang Fei's sight, he stepped on a step, and a dusty footprint was formed. What a steady footstep, City Lord Ellen tried his best to wave his hands. The appearance also received enthusiastic cheers from the audience.

When he walked to the bishop and stood steadily, the hostess shouted again: "Welcome to the organizer of this refining competition is also a popular winner, the manager of the perfect blacksmith shop, the manager of Kellnardo."

It was another familiar entrance, a middle-aged man wearing a black tight-fitting robe, a thin body, a sharp and slender color, a long beard on his chin, and a slender face. At first glance, he looked like a middle-aged man who wrote the word treacherous on his face. Touching his beard and walking out with the back of his hand behind him, he was expressionless, squinted his small eyes, and walked towards the center of the stage, ignoring the city lord who raised his hand to greet him, and bowed slightly to the bishop.

The bishop was still smiling. After nodding in return, he stood to the right of the bishop. Although he had a cold face from the moment he came out and had not interacted with the audience once, the audience still burst into enthusiastic cheers to give this coldness. The ruthless store manager extended his highest welcome.

On the host stage, when the hostess saw the three standing up, she withdrew her hands and dissipated the spirit power from her throat, while the host stood up and said in a loud, clear voice: "Thank you for these three adults for their busy schedule. I came to our Notting City as a judge for this year's refining competition. Let us once again thank the three adults with warm applause."

"Papa Papa."

There was very enthusiastic applause at the scene. In the applause, the three people bowed and bowed in return, and walked to the three distinguished noble seats under the stage and under the chair.

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

As soon as the voice fell, violent cheers broke out on the scene, and at the sixteen exits on the edge of the stage, players with different shapes and postures walked out of them.

Some of them are tall, with a cold complexion holding thick arms, some are thin, waving thin arms enthusiastically to the auditorium, some with their arms hanging down on their faces full of fatigue, and some supporting themselves The stomach, which was comparable to the city lord, was removed with a painful face.

After the contestants came out, and before they were on the stage, a spirit master in the spirit hall wearing a white robe stood in the middle of the stage. He only heard a roar, two yellow, three purple and one black spirit rings appeared on his body. A soul emperor.

I saw him press his hands on the ground. On a flat stage, square squares of ten length and width rose slowly. Looking back at the stage here, the stage has become a square one meter apart from each other. The playing field.

At this time, the voice of the hostess came.

"All contestants, please use your own token to choose your own venue."

Tang Fei put his hand into his pocket and took out a rectangular token with a hammer printed on it from the space ring. When he raised his head again, the people who were beside him all put on the stage with their own means, and some were not there. There was a fight for a desired venue, but it was quickly stopped by some people in silver armor.

Tang Fei randomly picked a square closer to the center and stood on it. He looked around at the contestants around him, and found that many people were really confused now.

After seeing everyone standing, the hostess said: "Please keep the token from the ground."

Tang Fei had seen many people doing that just now. When he heard the host, he took out the token and lay it flat on the floor, trying to be the same as the people who did it before.

After everyone was put in place, the male host stood up and said: "Now let me introduce the rules of the game to the players."

"When I called out the start of the game, the three referees will ring the golden bell at hand. After the bell rings, the tokens under your feet will turn into a soundproof barrier, providing a comfortable environment for each player. After that, there will be a momentary iron-making time. During the iron-making time, you can dispose of the iron ore you bring in the way you want."

"After an hour, you need to stop your work. If you overtime, you will lose your qualifications.