In the square on the southeast side, many spectators with craftsmanship backgrounds have now squeezed from the back to the front. Among the commotion, many people are watching the scene unfolding in front of them with their mouths open.

On the field, Cui Yu, Mulan, Dill and even Soul Fingerprint stood up from their positions almost simultaneously. Only Hummus was a little slower and knocked over his chair when he stood up.

He opened his mouth wide and looked at the movements of Fang Yu's hands in disbelief:

"This, this, this...?"

"I think I've seen it somewhere before," Mu Lan turned on her selector system as if she'd been electrified: "Wait a minute, this is..."

"Multiple parallelism..." Soul Fingerprint replied in a low voice.

"Ah, I remember!" Mu Lan's voice was trembling: "I finally know why it looks so familiar. We actually watched Ed's game before..."

"he is……"

among the crowd.

The craftsmen of Elpaxin are jumping up and down with excitement and dancing.

"It's really him!"

Not far away, Su Changfeng, who was watching this scene, just shook his head. He put away his communication crystal, put his hands into his pockets, and looked at it calmly.

There seemed to be a calm indifference in his eyes.

The strange movement that gradually spread in the square even attracted the attention of the alchemists in the stands. The great craftsmen of the Elfendor Council looked in this direction with some confusion, and for a while they did not understand what was going on.

And it wasn't until a moment later that a staff member ran over as if he had seen a ghost.

"there……"

"Over there is..."

The staff member opened his mouth wide, not knowing how to describe it.

The noisy sound finally attracted the attention of Luo Lin on the field. However, the young man only glanced at it with his peripheral vision, and then looked away. He had already completed the general structure of the dual-purpose magic furnace.

Now we only need to deal with the main core crystal, and then the work is complete.

He evaluated it in his mind and estimated that he could give himself a score of 97.

Perfect.

However, this achievement was no longer in his mind. He was about to gently ring the bell on the table to signal the staff to prepare for the next stage. But at this time, he suddenly heard a somewhat calm voice,

Came from the other side of the field:

"Referee, I'm done."

The voice was not high, but the words were spoken clearly.

It comes from the southeastern arena.

Luo Lin almost shook his hands.

…
Chapter completed!