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 and suddenly realized that he had made a small mistake with a presupposed premise.

He can only place his hope on this young man now, and that's all. Multiple parallelism doesn't mean anything. 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 silently flowing light, slowly flowing towards the structural points that were already glowing, once, twice, and three times, and they are still converging repeatedly.

This is actually nothing. Fang Plover has long been accustomed to such operations. As he continues to gain 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 in the crowd, and they started to fall 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 already 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 Elpaxin in the distance couldn't help but stop for this scene.

The reviewers' minds were even more blank.

Fang Yu raised his head, looked at the other party, and asked quietly: "How?"

"This, this is..."

"What I'm asking is, can it be purified?"

"Then...this...is, I made a mistake in judgment," the other party's face turned blue and white: "...you didn't cheat..."

"Really do not have?"

"No, no, really not... Okay, okay... 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..."

"Principles don't explain anything," Fang Yu shook his head: "The birth of alchemy is to turn the impossible for mortals into possible skills. Any of us should be in awe of the unknown. This is the art of alchemy."

I don’t think you will forget this as the foundation of the discipline, right?”

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, and the light in the crystal continued for a long time even after leaving his hand. "I will formally protest to 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 weakly: "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 it with a sinister tone:

"If criticism is not free, praise is meaningless."

"The domestic competition area is willing to let itself go. 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.

Tianlan 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 excitedly at Fang Plover in the distance. 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 quickly agreed with Fang Plover and temporarily replaced a judge. The previous judge walked away under Ander's cold gaze.

, I’m afraid the days to come will not be too easy.

After changing a judge, a moment later, the competition finally announced 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, the atmosphere increased to one.

It seems that no one 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 Association, 55.1 points; Guta Craftsmen Federation, 77 points.

As for Shadow Throne, 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 leader of ragnarok? And the results of ragnarok's previous games are 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 once participated in El Pashin's main event.

…

‘The genius boy from 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. For a moment, she didn't know whether she was happy or sad.

The atmosphere on the field was very lively. Sophie heard almost everyone discussing Ragnarok's mysterious leader. But when she looked at the results of each team, she was actually not optimistic.

Fang Plover's performance temporarily overshadowed the performance of several other games, but few people realized that Ragnarok was actually far behind the Council of Elfendor at this moment.

In the two games of the main tournament, the rule is to only take the lowest score. The total score gap between ragnarok and Elfendor is nearly ten points, so this game is not 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 prove that he could really win.

Sophie frowned and couldn't help biting her lower lip lightly.
Chapter completed!