The deafening sound seemed to have passed through a wall, or a world away, coming from such a long distance.
Compared with the roaring tsunami in the entire square, this small arena seemed to be exceptionally quiet.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, the two judges carefully inspected Fang Plover's work - the dual-purpose magic furnace on the field cannot be as big as the real thing, it is just a simplified and reduced one. product.
But even so, it is still two to three meters long and wide, vertical to the ground, like an olive-shaped cocoon. Due to time constraints, this huge magic furnace did not have a shell. The cobalt blue polyhedron like a Rubik's Cube was surrounded by many pipes and lines, exposed in front of everyone, and exuded a charming and gradual color light.
The cooling pipes extending from the center are made of copper and shine golden in the sun, like a magnificent maze. Although it has been scaled down, every detail is still true to reality, and its structure and principles are not fundamentally different from a real magic furnace.
It can even be started directly if necessary -
One of the high-level craftsmen walked under the huge, complicated, honeycomb-like cooling duct, raised his head and took a look with shocked eyes. He turned around in disbelief and asked Fang Yu: "What is its efficiency?"
"About 60%, the heat dissipation efficiency is no less than 14, and it can be used normally within the range of 440." Fang Yu replied: "Do you need me to demonstrate it to you?"
"No need," the other party waved his hand: "Is this system too complicated?"
"No, there are magic guides buried in the cooling ducts, so the Guy effect produced by the magic furnace will also lighten this part of the system."
"But will this affect the power of the magic furnace itself?"
"No, the improvement in heat dissipation efficiency itself will further optimize the output of the magic furnace."
"This is the Loy loop," the senior craftsman said with some surprise: "Some people have thought about it before, but aren't you worried about it conflicting with the crystal array below that produces the Guy effect?"
"Wouldn't the main core crystal automatically produce a magic shielding effect in a high-energy state? Wouldn't it be enough to use magic to lead the ether backflow to form a shielding layer on the upper and lower sides? This is also one of the common effects of the cooling system, isn't it? "
Fang Yu thought for a moment and came up with a set of discarded designs from Haien-Fam in the One-Type Crystal. He also considered it carefully and found that this plan did not go beyond the current understanding of alchemy, but few people would use such a complicated method.
And it is precisely because it is too complicated that it became an abandoned bill——
"Holy shit, it's possible to do this -"
The craftsman couldn't help but cursed with a curse word that came from the earth.
He couldn't help raising his hand and gently caressing the rows of golden pipes, looking at it as if admiring a cherished work of art, and he was full of praise: "It's a pity, it's still too complicated, which makes this plan lack some practicality. .”
But the other party turned back and looked at Fang Plover with approval: "But there is no problem with this idea. It is undoubtedly a genius idea. You can continue to follow it in depth. One day I will wait for you. Waiting to hear your name appear in this field."
This is quite high praise.
"By the way, what's your name?" he asked again.
"Ed."
"It has the same name as the great alchemist," the senior craftsman nodded: "That's right."
Just as the two were talking, another reviewer came over, pointed at the cobalt blue crystal demon and asked: "What is the purity of the main core crystal?"
Fang Yu heard that the other party's tone was somewhat aggressive.
"Ninety point three percent."
"You are lying," the man replied: "Purification is 90.3%. What level are you at? Below level 25, neither type of etheric knowledge can purify the crystal to more than 90%. unless--"
He paused and stared into Fang Plover's eyes: "You cheated."
Fang Yu was slightly startled.
He was obviously a little annoyed by this indiscriminate questioning and only glanced at the other party.
But he suddenly calmed down and realized that this might be a trap, so he just replied rationally: "Others can't do it, but it doesn't mean that I can't."
The other party sneered, thinking he had a trick: "Then you might as well demonstrate it?"
The senior craftsman looked at his colleagues and couldn't help but frown.
In the live broadcast room, since other players have not finished production, more and more people are paying attention to the movements on the southwest field——
However, due to the distance, people could not clearly hear the conversation between the judges and Fang Plover. They could only see one of the two judges asking and answering Fang Plover aggressively. The other party danced and danced, looking full of questioning.
"What are they doing?"
"I've been checking for a long time, why haven't I given a score yet?"
"What's the score? It's probably the Ragnarok players who are sensationalizing. Isn't this immediately exposed?"
At this time, an ID named 'Lan Mengmeng' appeared and said angrily: "Why do you say that!?"
"It's not obvious. Who does he think he is? Let alone Luo Lin, why can he make it faster than Vikki?"
"Why can't he make it faster than Vikki?"
"Haha, don't you know what the level of the domestic competition has been in the past two years? You were bloodbathed by the Guta people in the main competition. You don't want to make progress, so you just want to use these little tricks in the exhibition competition?"
"But isn't Luo Lin also Chinese?"
"You didn't know this, right? Luo Lin came back from studying in the ancient pagoda."
"You," the ID owner named 'Lan Mengmeng' almost lost his temper: "You, you are a liar!"
"Look, if you can't say it, you start to criticize it - if you don't criticize freely, praise is meaningless - the domestic competition area has resigned itself to self-destruction, and half of the responsibility lies with you brainless fans, just know how to brag."
"I'm furious!"
Tianlan was so angry that she almost threw the communication crystal in her hand.
Luo Yu and Jita turned around and saw her mumbling something while making random noises on her selector system, as if having a convulsion. They couldn't help but asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Tian Lan replied through gritted teeth.
Jita was slightly shorter, and she could just see the opponent's shadow on the light screen from behind Tianlan.
Miss Naturalist opened her mouth slightly and watched in surprise as the other party opened one betting website after another, filling up every bet on Ragnarok's victory in the Continental League.
As if this was not enough, Tian Lan also opened the web page and individually entered Ragnarok's winning points. Without saying a word, she directly entered the highest level - a win of more than 30 points - a single thousand euros. She waved her hand. :
Place ten orders.
Jita was extremely frightened and quickly held Tian Lan's hand: "You are crazy, Tian Lan. Now the remaining points cannot win more than ten points!"
Tian Lan was stunned and said angrily: "Whatever!"
Jita was speechless after hearing this.
On the field, the aggressive judge looked directly at Fang Plover, as if he wanted to see the other party's guilty conscience.
Before going on stage, Pudra reminded him that the opponent was Ender's student and was just a fighting craftsman. And how could a combat craftsman be good at making the main core crystal?
Sure enough, we should start from this direction, he thought to himself.
He only paid a little attention and discovered the other party's loophole - the purity level was over 90%. Who did he think he was? Without the support of crystal knowledge above level 25, some professional craftsmen cannot reach this level.
This was almost certainly prearranged -
Fang Yu looked at the other party with pity and asked, "Do you really want me to demonstrate?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough to be heard clearly by the small crowd around the arena.
Many people realized that this might be a good show and activated their own selector systems to start recording. The craftsmen of El Paxin in the distance noticed the conflict and hurriedly separated from the crowd and came over, but it was not easy.
The layers of spectators made it impossible for them to get close to each other for a while.
It's just that the reviewers were still immersed in their own world, thinking that Fang Yu had a guilty conscience, so they only nodded contemptuously.
Fang Yu didn't talk nonsense to him, picked up a crystal scrap on the table and held it in his hand.
He looked at the crystal lightly and replied: "Actually, it's very simple -"
After saying that, he turned back and only looked at the other person's eyes - and a pure white light was rising from the palm of his hand holding the crystal - the inside of the crystal was like the light of stars, and the silver glow was connecting Towards one point.
Fang Yu replied in a voice as plain as boiled water: "As we all know, purification is nothing more than refining, and as long as each structural point is repeatedly connected, the accuracy can naturally be improved."
This is a truth that everyone among alchemists understands.
But it’s nothing more than nonsense.
But how to repeatedly connect a structural point is the key to the problem. Each time in the craftsman system is twice as difficult as the last time, especially for fragile structures like crystals, every connection is almost a matter of luck.
Without the support of more advanced ether knowledge, the cracking method based on violent aesthetics is obviously not feasible.
This is what most people think.
However, the white light split within the crystal in Fang Plover's palm.
As if they were given life, they automatically looked for the shortest shortcut and climbed upward little by little, just like the veins of light in the crystal, blooming a bud of light.
The sudden light caused more and more eyes on the field to look in this direction.
At this moment, the audience who were further away finally saw this scene clearly and couldn't help but be stunned: "How can he connect multiple structural points at the same time?" This is the common doubt in the minds of most people who have only a superficial understanding of alchemy.
This is multiple parallelism.
The reviewer took a step back, suddenly realizing that he had made a small mistake that presupposed the premise.
He can only place his hope on this young man now, and that's all. Multiple parallelism doesn't mean much. This technique may allow the alchemist to connect structural points faster, but it cannot improve the accuracy.
But he forgot something again.
Multiple parallelism often means computing power.
The white light extends like capillaries with countless branches, like rivers of light flowing silently, slowly flowing towards the structural points that were already glowing, once, twice, three times, they are still converging repeatedly.
This is actually nothing. Fang Plover has long been accustomed to such operations. As he continues to advance his knowledge and get closer to legendary works, he has walked this road again and again.
But the failure at that time turned into the experience of this moment.
This scene caused a wave of low shouts among the crowd, one after another. But Fang Yu looked around and had no intention of stopping. In fact, he already understood before participating in this game that he no longer needed to hide his clumsiness at this moment——
The moment he came on the field, he was ready.
The crystal in Fang Yu's hand can no longer be called crystal at this moment, because the light inside it is like a dazzling sun.
Even the craftsmen of El Paxin in the distance couldn't help but stop for this scene.
The judges' minds were even more blank.
Fang Yu raised his head, looked at the other party, and asked quietly: "How is it?"
"This, this is..."
"What I'm asking is, can it be purified?"
"Then...this...is...my judgment was wrong," the other party's face turned blue and white: "...you didn't cheat..."
"Really do not have?"
"No, no, really not... OK, OK... You can stop, we can start scoring."
"I'm not busy," Fang Plover said, "Then what evidence is there for your previous question?"
The man's expression changed: "It's because in principle..."
"The principle doesn't explain anything," Fang Yu shook his head: "The birth of alchemy is to turn the impossible for mortals into a possible skill. Any of us should be in awe of the unknown. This is the art of alchemy. The foundation of the discipline—I don’t think you’ve forgotten this?”
His voice is not loud, but every word is precise.
The senior craftsman on the side looked at his colleagues, then sighed and shook his head.
Fang Yu then put down the crystal. The light in the crystal lasted for a long time even after leaving his hand. "I will formally lodge a protest with the Elfendor Council, as a contestant and an alchemist."
He looked at the other person: "But first, you have to apologize to me."
The man had completely collapsed and said feebly: "Yes, I'm sorry..."
Fang Yu didn't even look at him, only looking at the high-level craftsman on the side: "I think this person's judgment may no longer be fair, so I hope to change to another judge. Please convey this request to me, please." "
"You're welcome," the other party smiled and replied, "This is what it should be. I apologize to you on behalf of the Elfendor Council."
And from beginning to end, he never looked at his colleagues again.
The moment the other party said these words, the official live broadcast room became eerily quiet for a moment; and everyone's eyes were fixed on the crystal in Fang Yu's hand that seemed to be cast by light.
But only Tianlan still typed in angrily:
“Praise is meaningless if criticism is not free.”
"The domestic competition area is so self-destructive. Why do you think that half of the responsibility lies with you brainless fans? It's embarrassing."
But for a moment, no one reacted to refute her.
Tian Lan took a look at the live broadcast room, but she no longer had any interest in it, so she closed it gently.
She raised her head and glanced at Fang Plover in the distance with some excitement. Her blue eyes were full of little stars. She couldn't help but waved her fist vigorously and let out a bad breath: "Brother Ed is so handsome! "
She turned back and glanced at Luo Yu beside her: "When can you be handsome again?"
Luo Yu was confused: "How about I help you beat up the judge later?"
Tian Lan was startled and kicked him: "You are crazy, you will be arrested!"
With the help of another high-level craftsman, the competition team quickly agreed with Fang Plover's opinion and temporarily replaced a judge. The previous judge, under Ander's cold gaze, walked away bravely. I'm sure the days to come will not be easy.
After changing a judge, a moment later, the contestants finally gave Fang Plover’s official results.
100 points.
At that moment, the arena was in an uproar.
Especially after Luo Lin's score of 94.3 was announced, this atmosphere reached a climax.
Full score crushing - no one seemed to have expected such a result. Ragnarok would kill everyone in the last game and even get a crushing five points from the Elfendor Council.
Grand Craftsmen Federation, 55.1 points; Guta Craftsmen Federation, 77 points.
As for Throne of Shadows, the results are invalid.
Score after score lights up on the scoreboard.
The crowd was even more commotion.
Almost everyone is asking, who is the master of Ragnarok? The results of Ragnarok’s previous games are now being spread by word of mouth among more and more people——
When people saw that series of precise control points, they couldn't help but ask questions:
Where did Ragnarok pick up such a monster?
Who is he?
And an answer is gradually spreading:
The leader of Ragnarok, who has participated in the main event of El Pasin.
…
'The genius boy from the Dawn Star returns to the Southland——'
Sophie looked at a new post that appeared in the community.
This post is quickly becoming a hot topic. Regardless of whether they have paid attention to the game that took place in Van Rijk or not, the regulars in the community have obviously not forgotten the impressive video from half a year ago.
She gently closed the glossy page, sighed, and looked at the arena. She didn't know whether she was happy or worried for a moment.
The atmosphere on the field was very lively, and Sophie heard almost everyone discussing Ragnarok's mysterious leader - but she looked at the results of each team, and she was actually not optimistic.
Fang Plover's performance temporarily overshadowed the glory of several other games, but few people realized that Ragnarok was actually far behind the Elfendor Council at this moment.
In the two games of the main tournament, the rule is to only take the one with the lowest score - and the total score difference between Ragnarok and Elfendor is nearly ten points, so this game is not actually enough to save this team.
There will be another game.
But getting more than ten points in the next game is easier said than done?
She looked at the young man in the Elfendor Council. The young man named Luo Lin was obviously not an easy person. The score of 94.5 was actually enough to explain everything - could he really win?
Sophie frowned and couldn't help biting her lower lip lightly.
…
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