The Age of Dharma Ending: My resources can be expanded infinitely

"Little friend Jiang, long time no see. How have you been practicing this month?"

On the square, Grandmaster Tianwu looked at Jiang Ruoan, still smiling.

Next to him, Huo Ling'er, with a hot figure, was also confident at the moment and did not take Jiang Ruo'an into consideration at all.

"Everything went smoothly." Jiang Ruo'an said politely.

"That's good. My disciple is arrogant, so you should teach her a lesson this time." Grandmaster Tianwu smiled, and those who didn't know thought he was on Jiang Ruo'an's side.

"Master, how can you make others' ambitions destroy your own prestige!" Huo Ling'er on the side said dissatisfied.

"Hey, if you are really ambitious, even if I give someone else a 10,000-fold increase, he still can't beat you." Grandmaster Tianwu said nonchalantly.

"Master..."

Huo Ling'er was quite helpless. His master's skills were unparalleled, but sometimes he was a little out of tune.

"Okay, I'll leave first. Your competition today is not hosted by me."

Grandmaster Tianwu smiled and left the center of the square with one leap.

Just after Grandmaster Tianwu left, another white-bearded old man slowly fell down.

"Introduction, I am the master of the Tiangong Pavilion, a fifth-level peak weapon refiner. I have refined eight eighth-level magic weapons, including one top-level eighth-level magic weapon.

In order to avoid danger, Grandmaster Tianwu specially asked me to host this competition! "

Jiang Ruo'an looked at the old man. Compared with the president of the Weapon Refiner Association, this man's aura was obviously much stronger.

After all, he is someone who has refined the top eighth-grade magic weapon, and can become the master of the Tiangong Pavilion in charge of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. He must be quite capable.

"Then I'll trouble you, Pavilion Master!" Jiang Ruo'an also said politely.

"He Neng is so glib." Huo Ling'er didn't care at all.

The master of Tiangong Pavilion glanced at Huo Ling'er and felt unhappy, but he didn't really care.

After all, this is a master who dares to be arrogant in front of His Majesty.

In addition to being a close disciple of Master Tianwu, there is also the fact that she has a heaven-defying talent.

It is said that she is not even a hundred years old, and is about to reach the level of an weapon refiner with him. Such talent and status are indeed enough for her to be proud of.

"Don't be polite, you two. The rules of this bet are very simple, that is, there are no rules. You can choose the materials at will and there is no time limit. Whoever among the two of you can refine a stronger eighth-grade magic weapon will win. Who wins?"

"Then what if I only used it for one day and that guy used it for three days?" Huo Ling'er on the side suddenly asked.

The master of Tiangong Pavilion glanced at Huo Ling'er and explained: "It's still about the strength of the magic weapon in the competition, and it has nothing to do with time. In the end, whoever's magic weapon is stronger will win."

"I understand!" Huo Ling'er nodded without any objection.

There is no mention here of not refining the eighth-grade magic weapon. After all, if it cannot be refined, it will be a direct failure.

Moreover, as weapon refiners, everyone actually understands in their hearts.

Time is actually nothing to the weapon refiner.

Even if you spend a year just refining a top-notch eighth-grade magic weapon, you will be awesome.

But even if you practice once a day, you can only refine a seventh-grade magic weapon, which means you are not as good as the opponent.

The level of the magic weapon is very strict. If it is one level lower, it is a huge difference. This thing cannot be made up by time.

Coupled with the lack of resources nowadays, the opportunities for weapon refiners to actually take action have become less and less, so time is the least important to the weapon refiners.

As long as you can refine a top-notch magic weapon, everyone can afford it.

After announcing the rules, the master of Tiangong Pavilion came up with a list of materials for the two of them to choose from.

This time the emperor wanted to watch the gambling fight, so he was very relaxed about the materials, allowing both of them to choose as they pleased.

Above the clouds at this moment, Zhu Chongtian and others were slowly arriving.

As members of the royal family, they naturally would not appear on the square like the people below, but would sit on a huge U-shaped shuttle.

Those present were all top players, so even from a thousand meters in the air, they could still clearly see the content of the game.

At this moment, Zhu Chongtian was sitting on the dragon chair, with Shang Guang Liuli lying in his arms, hammering his chest while surrounding him with various strange and beautiful fruits.

Grandmaster Tianwu also came to the shuttle. He was sitting on the side, enjoying a meal, and seemed not to care at all about the competition below.

Off the stage, the prince looked at the square with deep eyes, not knowing what he was thinking of writing. Beside him, the new Longwu Guard Chief Zhang Qingling, and other people from all walks of life looked down curiously.

On the other side, the Thirteenth Prince Zhu Yi looked down with excitement.

Jiang Ruoan was invested by him, and he was extremely excited every time Jiang Ruoan grew up.

Now, Jiang Ruoan has reached the level of competing with Master Tianwu's disciples, how can he not be excited.

"Prince, who do you think can win in the fight between these two?"

On the high platform, Zhu Chongtian's voice suddenly sounded, causing the prince who was thinking about it to suddenly pause and reply quickly.

"Father, I don't know Jiang Ruoan well, but Huo Ling'er is the disciple of Grandmaster Tianwu. I think he has a better chance of winning."

"It's boring, Zhu Yi, tell me, who will win?" Zhu Chongtian turned his head and looked at Zhu Yi, who was obviously excited.

"Father, I think Jiang Ruo'an will win! I have a lot of contact with him. I don't know Jiang Ruo'an's talent. In this month, his progress will definitely be even greater!"

Zhu Yi said excitedly that Jiang Ruoan was able to refine the top seventh-grade magic weapon before. Now that a month has passed, Zhu Yi believes that Jiang Ruoan's ability must be stronger.

It can be said that among everyone present, only Zhu Yi is full of confidence in Jiang Ruoan.

The prince on the side glanced at Zhu Yi. He was very puzzled as to why this man would be in this position. It was too obvious what he was doing.

Let people be able to see through his purpose at a glance.

Such a person actually competed with him for the throne. Sometimes he wanted to laugh out loud when he thought about it, but fortunately, he was so deep-rooted that he never expressed any thoughts.

"Haha, this time you agree with me. I am also very optimistic about that boy Jiang Ruo'an." Zhu Chongtian laughed twice and doted on Shangguan Liuli in his arms.

The next moment, the master of the Tiangong Pavilion leaped up from below, holding a list of materials selected by both parties.

Both Jiang Ruo'an and Huo Ling'er have selected ten pieces of materials respectively, and are considered to be completely prepared.

"Your Majesty, it's time to begin!"

Zhu Chongtian nodded, which was considered accurate.

The Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion took the order and immediately used his true energy to transform into a thunderous voice and said:

"The competition has officially begun!"