Everyone in the hall stared fixedly at Xiao Chen's flawless piece of spiritually refined metal.
Across from him, Lin Yuhan had frozen completely at her forging station, utterly motionless, the Blue Pregnancy Copper Hammer clutched in her hand suspended in midair.
Clearly, Xiao Chen's feat had left her at a complete loss.
She had not even finished showing what she could do. How had she already lost?
Xiao Chen's feat had overturned everything she knew about forging.
What was this One-Hammer Spiritual Refinement?
Even the finished product's appearance and purity far surpassed anything she could painstakingly refine... uh, although she had not finished forging hers yet, this was certainly beyond her reach.
Were the blacksmiths of the Douluo Continent this terrifying?
This was not even a contest on the same dimensional plane. It was an utter crushing from a higher dimension.
Their relative standing was clear at a glance. The outcome was decided.
The forging talent she took such pride in seemed utterly laughable before Xiao Chen, pale and powerless.
For a long while, Lin Yuhan stood there at a loss, her fingertips trembling faintly. All her confidence and pride had been crushed, and even her desire to continue forging had vanished.
Xiao Chen looked at her standing motionless across from him, clearly dumbstruck by what she had seen. His expression remained calm as he said evenly, "Let's move on to the next round."
At those words, Lin Yuhan remained silent, her eyes filled with dejection and helplessness.
With things like this, was she still supposed to compete?
She had been crushed in the first round without the slightest ability to fight back. No matter how hard she tried in the second, the outcome would not change. Continuing would only add to her humiliation.
Beside her, Chang Gong Yan let