Dragon King Legend: Starting with Tang Wulin's Bloodline
Chapter 72

Spiritual Light Emission, Old Duan's Unusual Move (Seventh Update)

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"Okay, good luck tomorrow, senior sister! Just follow my lead!"

Long Yuan clenched his fist to cheer Mu Xi on.

He can make Mu Xi follow his rhythm and improve Mu Xi's competition results.

But it's unlikely that they'll hand over the championship as they've agreed to.

He has to be responsible for himself, and also for Mu Xi.

If Mu Xi wants to win the championship, she needs to show her true strength; otherwise, having only a hollow reputation will not be good for her.

If it's exposed later, it could leave a stain on your reputation for life.

"Follow your pace? Is that even possible?"

"It'll work, it's like this..."

Afterwards, Long Yuan told Mu Xi about the plan for tomorrow, even though Mu Xi might also achieve good results tomorrow.

In the original novel, Mu Xi did indeed win second place.

But this time it might be different; you never know.

"Let me think..."

After Mu Xi finished speaking, she left.

Soon, the next morning arrived.

Long Yuan arrived at the forging competition venue early in the morning, as he was going to participate in the second round of the Youth Group competition.

The final winner of the competition is determined by the combined scores of all the judges.

In the first round, Long Yuan had already taken the lead, with the highest score.

The second round involves choosing Rare Metal and freely experimenting; the quality of the forging depends entirely on the skill of the blacksmiths.

Therefore, the second round can be considered crucial.

Most people would choose to forge Rare Metal that they are best at.

This round may very well produce a dark horse.

Long Yuan will not let his guard down.

Yesterday, Tang Wulin also participated in the forging competition. Although his performance was outstanding, it was far inferior to Long Yuan's.

Tang Wulin looked at Long Yuan with an envious expression.

Today, with the freedom to choose Rare Metal for forging, the items forged by Long Yuan, a Fourth-Level Forging Master, will surely cause a sensation among the forging masters once again.

He shook his head, a look of disappointment on his face. Winning against Long Yuan would be quite difficult.

But today, he wants to give it his all.

"Senior sister, you can choose the Rare Metal Sinking Silver, and follow my lead!"

"The chance of Sinking Silver is too high, I dare not gamble!"

Yesterday, Long Yuan had already told her his idea, but after thinking about it carefully, she decided against it and decided to let each rely on their own abilities.

"Long Yuan, just focus on the competition. When I said before that you should give me the championship, I was just joking. I can't do that. Participation is the most important thing. As for the ranking, leave it to fate."

Mu Xi continued:

"I'll choose what I'm best at. Maybe a miracle will happen. I have no hope of winning the championship, but I hope you will. You'll treat me to something delicious when you win!"

"Competing team members, please take your positions!"

Just after Mu Xi finished speaking, the host's voice rang out, and she had to leave and go to her seat.

Afterwards, everyone chose the Rare Metal that suited them best.

Long Yuan and Tang Wulin both chose the Sinking Silver, while Mu Xi chose what she was good at.

They did not follow Long Yuan's advice to choose the Sinking Silver.

After making their selections, everyone placed the Rare Metal into the calcination tank and began calcination.

"The second round of the Tianhai Alliance Competition, the Blacksmith Competition, is about to begin. All participating team members, please get ready. The competition will begin in one minute!"

Upon hearing the host's words, everyone looked serious, and many began to sweat, showing signs of nervousness.

However, those who were able to participate in the second round were all elites among the best, and they quickly adjusted their state.

Long Yuan calmed his mind and focused his spirit, remaining composed and entering a wondrous rhythm.

In an instant, he seemed to become one with the forging table, inseparable from it.

"Is that the little guy from yesterday?"

On the main seat of the viewing platform, a White-Haired Old Man pointed at Long Yuan and asked a question.

"Yes, we have investigated. He is from the Eastsea City Forging Association. Next to him is the daughter of Mu Chen, the President the Eastsea Forging Association, who is hailed as the most outstanding genius among this year's forging masters."

"Hmm? It seems the Eastsea Forging Association has produced a lot of talented people these years!" A middle-aged man couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"I want to see if this little guy can give us any surprises today. We should investigate further, preferably his family situation and background."

The White-Haired Old Man glanced at Long Yuan, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Long Yuan's performance yesterday surprised him.

"Old Duan, what do you mean?"

The middle-aged man looked at the old man with some surprise.

"Although our Tianhai Forging Masters Association has many geniuses, its top talents are not as good as those in the East Sea."

We must find ways to improve this. The younger we are, the less settled we are, which presents an opportunity for us!

The middle-aged man understood and said, "I understand, I'll go arrange it right away!"

Then he walked to the side and dialed the Soul Guidance Communicator.

The White-Haired Old Man looked at Long Yuan again and was very satisfied with his condition.

This is the state a blacksmith should be in.

He was looking forward to Long Yuan's performance.

"Countdown begins, ten, nine, eight... three, two, one, the competition begins!"

On the forging table, pieces of Rare Metal, heated to a sufficient temperature, rose up under the control of the young blacksmiths.

Suddenly, various lights flashed across the competition field as everyone took out their Forging Hammer.

The Soul Guidance Ring on Long Yuan's hand flashed with light, and a pair of Thousand-Tempered Silver Hammer appeared in his hand.

He raised the Sinking Silver with his left hand and tapped it lightly on the Sinking Silver, producing three consecutive "ding ding ding" sounds.

"Iterative Hammer, the highest level of Iterative Hammer, that's its special effect..."

In the audience, the White-Haired Old Man, Old Duan, kept watching Long Yuan.

Seeing his actions and hearing the three sounds, an incredulous look appeared in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Long Yuan's Forging Hammer could produce Iterative Hammer effect, and even three hammer blows.

No wonder he was able to forge Hundred Refinements Top Grade work yesterday. Hundred Refinements piece is probably something Long Yuan could easily accomplish.

"Clang!"

Then, Long Yuan swung his right-hand Sinking Silver and slammed it down.

He was the first to make a move.

This scene once again drew the attention of the audience in the stands.

This kid is just as fast as yesterday; there's no need to observe him much.

At this time, the other team members, including Tang Wulin who was familiar with the Sinking Silver, were still observing.

Ding ding ding...

Then, Long Yuan began to pound rhythmically.

Other blacksmiths also began forging one after another.

Long Yuan was in a state of ethereal mystery, becoming one with the hammer.

It seemed to have merged with the forging table once again.

Finally, it merged with the Sinking Silver once again.

One hammer blow after another, with a great rhythm, the forging sound like a beautiful melody being played.

As it was being hammered, the Sinking Silver rapidly compressed and shrank, constantly emitting joyful emotions.

The two pieces of Sinking Silver gradually revealed magnificent Cloud Pattern.

It also becomes brighter and brighter as it is struck.

Ding ding ding...

The series of tapping sounds was pleasant, and Long Yuan had entered a state of complete absorption.

His physical Soul Power flowed into his arm on its own, while the Golden Dragon King Bloodline was also gradually converging towards his arm and his entire body.

This ensures his power doesn't wane, maintaining a high frequency of forging.

Bang! At a certain moment, Long Yuan completed the final blow.

A soft, Treasure Light rose up.

"What? Spiritual Light Emission?"

On the stands, White-Haired Old Man cried out in surprise.

The forging masters couldn't help but stand up, staring in disbelief at the direction of Long Yuan.

Boom! At this moment, the White-Haired Old Man Old Duan, could no longer sit still and jumped off the stage.

With agile movements, taking three steps in one, he rushed towards Long Yuan.

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