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There is an aura about to stir in the silence that hangs over the El Paxin Arena, like an invisible storm brewing under the calm sea.
Fang Yu slowly opened his eyes, his dark eyes filled with a warm luster. He traced the metal panel with his hand from left to right, and then crossed it from top to bottom.
The test ended with this most traditional ritual among alchemists.
He took a step back, nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and walked back, taking the control gloves from the tall lion man's hand without any haste.
"how?"
"Great, El Pashin's machine is much easier to use than Kapka's."
It was just a simple conversation——
But coupled with the big boy's somewhat calm smile, it was more like a signal, and a wave of applause swept over the El Paxin Arena.
People stood up as if they had agreed, and the applause was like a storm, a sea of carnival that lasted for a long time.
Fireworks were shot into the air, blooming with bright colors.
The airship above the arena began to drop flower petals downwards, and amid the raining fragrance of flowers, the people from Guta silently exited the arena.
"Has the final effective time been announced?" Ms. Aisha asked loudly. Only in this way can she make a little noise among the roaring and tsunami of applause.
Wandering Ma'er looked at his live broadcast room and saw that the news had already been released in the community before them.
Three and one-fifths of a taria scale, equal to about fourteen minutes.
A new record was born.
Ms. Aisha's face was red and she was too excited to speak.
The wandering horse was also a little excited. He couldn't help clenching his fists and then unclenching them. Within the community, officials sent him congratulations on the complete success of his first live broadcast, which even far exceeded expectations——
But his heart was unusually calm.
It was as if a new landscape was slowly unfolding in front of him. The super sports of Aitaria stood in front of the stage of that era, under the shining starry sky, there was only an immature figure from behind.
Simple and silent, but shocking enough.
He remembers the short ID——
Ed.
It was as if an ancient voice was tapping at his heart.
That is the ancient factor sleeping in the blood. Millions of years ago, the ancestors of primates left the forest for the first time; and at the other end of the 60,000-year river of time, the first Homo sapiens was looking back at the horizon of the Sinai Peninsula. look.
In the distant memory of twenty centuries ago, a young man from Chenggu County, Hanzhong County was holding a festival talisman and looking at the starry sky in the Hexi Corridor. Looking back again, there is the sailor's song again, and the shadow of a rickety sail is slowly leaving the coast of Iberia seven hundred years ago.
It is an uneasy gaze staring at the unknown shore, and a flame of curiosity igniting the starry sky of wisdom.
It is the silent inspiration from the times, a brilliant poem written by civilization under the sky to pursue survival and dreams.
And above that vastness.
They are names, like stars, arranged across the long night. The eyes of the forerunners looking at those who come after them are as long as a scroll, recording the lofty ideals of human courage and exploration spirit.
Until many years later, Wandering Ma could still recall the throbbing in his heart at that moment.
Like the rapids of a long river, it subtly changed the direction of his life choices.
Mountains and tsunamis of applause.
It's been going on for a long time.
In the VIP stand, Princess Brianne watched this scene with gentle eyes.
She turned back again, nodded to the dwarf in front of her, stood up, and said: "se'randu aduri (Stars and flowers, the morning breeze at night is with you.)," which was an ancient saying from the Numelin elves. greetings. "Say hello to Aksu for me. I haven't seen him for many years. Tell my dwarf friends that there will always be a place for companions in the elves' long memories."
The dwarf saluted her respectfully and replied: "It is an honor, Your Highness."
Brianne nodded lightly, turned around, and left under the guard of the Dawn Guard.
The dwarves watched her leave, then looked up at Fang Plover in the projection, and all whispered to each other and nodded. Then they all stood up and exited in the other direction.
In the competition channel——
Rogerta rubbed the thick joints of his fingers and looked at the door with a rare nervousness. He has experienced a life of one hundred and forty years, and can be regarded as a weather-beaten old man among the dwarves. He thought that he would not easily behave like those fussy apprentice boys in the Eldron tunnels. Same, but it turns out - it just wasn't time yet.
The young man in the competition room reminded him of the time when the Kaolin-Ithulian Craftsmen Association was prosperous more than ten years ago. What a good time it was at that time, I miss it so much - Kaulin-Ishulian won the Continental League championship for two consecutive years, and El Pashin and Kapka both had many outstanding players.
But after that, everything gradually changed.
When did it start? He still remembered the days when he was a great craftsman. Who was the vice president in charge of the Ministry of Magic—Old Wright? Oh, that old Tasha guy has been dead for years.
A 'click' sound.
The sound of the door opening in front of him interrupted his thoughts.
The old dwarf seemed to have just remembered that he had not asked about the identity of the Kapka contestant. What was his status in the Kapka Artisan Association? What level of alchemist was he? Was he a selector or an aborigine?
Who brought him here first? By the way, it was that little girl Jenny. But that little girl is not reliable. She will definitely not know anything about it. Rogerta thought of another person. By the way, it was Arquette. Where was Arquette? The old dwarf turned around and saw that Arquette had sneaked up to the courtyard gate at some point and was trying to escape in a sneaky way.
"Aquet!" The old dwarf president opened his eyes wide and shouted, "What are you doing?"
Arquette's expression changed in that direction. "Ah, that's right!" he replied in the same loud voice. "Roger Tower, you know, I still have some things to do...that, by the way, I am on duty today, you know, this is very important."
With that said, the old guy disappeared in that direction, leaving a bunch of people waiting in the courtyard looking at each other.
What a shame, Roger Tower sighed, but this old guy has always been like this. He is the kind of real asshole who doesn't do his job properly. In comparison, Merifan is much more reliable. But fortunately, the people from Guta had already left the scene first, otherwise it would have been a big loss.
He grabbed Jenny, who was also about to run away, "It's none of my business!" The little girl trembled with fright, and cried confusedly: "Mr. Arquette asked me to send him here, I don't care about anything. I don’t know, wuwuwu, please don’t strangle me to death, I’m still young and it took a lot of effort to find this job——”
She kept talking until she had repented of every trivial thing she had done during the week.
"Shut up, no one is going to kill you." Rogerta couldn't stand listening anymore, so he said to her angrily.
Jenny, who was crying, suddenly stopped, and then looked at the old dwarf with wide eyes.
"real?"
When Fang Plover pushed the door open, he saw exactly this scene - the suddenly quiet courtyard, and everyone's eyes were focused on him. Jenny was looking at him with eyes wide open.
And the old dwarf looked at him as if he were looking at gold buried in the ground, shining brightly in his little eyes, which also sparkled.
What's wrong?
This seems a little different from Kapka's assessment, Fang Plover thought.
He was even stunned and couldn't help but look back at the door handle in his hand - thinking there was something wrong with the way he opened it, and then looked at the others.
Then he turned around and slammed the door.
Roger Tower suddenly stared at the dwarf's originally small eyes. What is this guy doing?
And a moment later, the door of the competition room opened again, and Fang Plover walked out of it with Da Mao and Parker confused. "...I thought I was on the wrong track."
I thought I was on the wrong track?
The old dwarf almost fell to the ground as his vision went dark. Rotas is on top, he thought, there is only one straight walkway leading to the competition room.
But instead of losing his temper, he had to force out a smile that was as kind as possible.
The young man in front of him seemed like a living treasure to Rogerta. With one person fighting against the entire Iron Oak Principality, he even had some doubts about how Autoros discovered such a young man. Why was he not so lucky?
And more importantly, he saw a kind of hope in Fang Plover.
A hope called the Master Craftsman, the Great Alchemist.
Dear Lotus, how many years has it been since there was no real great alchemist in Corin-Ithurion?
Roger Tower must be asked to calculate carefully and think about it carefully.
After Oakes-Steelbrow, his successor Antony has been at the head of the Corinthian Artisan Guild for about sixty years. This learned man is probably the most outstanding great alchemist in the history of Corin-Ithurion.
It was also him who contributed to the situation where the four major craftsmen's associations in Yunzhihai were standing on top of each other.
After that came Braut Greybeard and Luo Zhen. The latter was probably born in the generation after Nick Flamel. Although he did not belong to the Artisans Guild, it could not change the fact that he was a newcomer to the kingdom. What's more, he also left a valuable asset to this kingdom - the Rose Workshop, and the strongest legend among the fairies.
And that was also the last great alchemist of Corin-Ithurion.
From then until today, this ancient kingdom has not given birth to a true great alchemist for almost 170 years.
Roger Tower carefully studied the young man in front of him, but there was a vague premonition in his heart. Perhaps the more than a century-old era of Corin-Ithurion with only master craftsmen and no great alchemists may be coming to an end.
And what is the Great Alchemist?
He knew that the ancient title could be traced back to the first generation of great alchemist Lorin Ed.
Because before this ancient genius, the alchemists had only the fifth level. And after that. People began to use this title to refer to master craftsmen who had made extraordinary achievements in a certain field and clearly surpassed other peers of the same era.
The Great Alchemist.
Although there was often more than one Great Alchemist in each age after that, there were usually not too many with this title.
Even in the era when alchemy was most prosperous after Rollin Ed, that is, at the end of the Heroic Era - the year of Nick Flamel's birth, when Ettaria had the most great alchemists at the same time, only seven were born. Just a great alchemist.
From the time of Brout-Greybeard to the time when Luo Zhen disappeared, it lasted one hundred and forty-two years. The seven alchemists coexisted in the same era. It was also the most glorious period of Aitaria's history since the death of Rollin Ed, so people also called it the 'Year of the Seven Sages'.
After that, history never repeated itself. As for Aitaria in this era, only three great alchemists still exist in the world.
Not the worst, but not great either.
As the president of the Elpaxin Craftsmen Association, Rogerta looked at the young man. After sizing him carefully for a moment, he said, "Ed, don't you want to say something?"
Fang Yu was still slightly stunned. He was still waiting for this amiable-looking old dwarf to tell him the results of the assessment. "say what?"
He really hasn't thought about what to say after the craftsman assessment, and it seems that there is no such rule in Kapka?
And at the same moment——
In the El Paxin Arena, the shadow of Fang Plover once again appeared in the projection in the sky.
The audience has been waiting for this moment for a long time, waiting to hear what this rookie genius from Kaolin-Ishulian, the little hero who helped them defeat the Guta people, has to say.
There was only one person on the projection, Roger Tower's voice coming from outside the screen: "Just say anything, you have set a new record, don't you have something to say to everyone?"
"Did I create a new record?" Fang Pliance asked in surprise: "Is this something recorded in the craftsman assessment?"
There was a slight silence outside the screen.
Rogerta stared at the young man with wide eyes. He even thought that he had heard wrongly and couldn't help but ask again: "What, what did you mean by assessment?"
"Artisan assessment."
Fang Plover's voice came from the entire sky. After amplification, thunder rolled and reached everyone's ears.
"Didn't Aquette tell you?" Fang Plover was also confused: "My craftsman examination. I am a trainee alchemist from Kapka. I hope to take the official craftsman exam here -"
"I am a trainee alchemist from Kapka. I hope to take the official craftsman examination here——"
"I am a trainee alchemist from Kapka. I hope to take the official craftsman examination here..."
A huge echo echoed throughout the arena.
Let everyone look at each other.
After a moment of dead silence, Rogerta's hearty laughter came from outside the screen. "Lotus, you must be the most witty young man I have ever seen. Hahaha, do you want to defeat the ancient people as a trainee alchemist? I will help you tell them -"
He turned back with a serious face and waved his hand, and the staff understood what he meant.
Then there was a click, and the projection in the sky suddenly disappeared.
In the stands, Ms. Aisha laughed loudly when she heard this, with tears flashing down her face. "Haha, did you hear that?" She said loudly to the wandering horse: "This little guy is really interesting. Until now, he has not forgotten to respond to our 'guests' who come from afar. But there are some heartless ones. Guys may think that this little guy is impolite because of this - but I don't think so. This little guy is just like us dwarves, stubborn and principled, and humans are always a little bit short of such character - oh, I’m not talking about you, Mr. Ma’er, it’s just that this little guy is just right.”
The wandering horse also smiled and shook his head. He did not agree with this statement. But he could also see that the dwarf lady was in high spirits, so why should he bother her?
Not only Ms. Aisha, many people in the entire arena and even the entire virtual network who are paying attention to this game are laughing.
"Haha, this guy is really interesting."
Tang Xin looked at her best friend lying on the table and burst into laughter.
Yes, she thought, this is really interesting - you Fang Gezi, my dear brother, actually secretly went to this place alone.
Is there anything more interesting than this?
And El Paxin, outside the competition room of the Craftsmen Association.
Roger Tower was looking at Fang Plover with a serious face. "Ed, are you telling the truth?"
Before Fang Plover had time to answer, a voice came from outside the courtyard.
"Rogerta, what he said is true-"
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