Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1832: Han Muye’s Refinement Level

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Looking at Han Muye, Qu Zhengjia clenched his fist and lowered his voice, “Last time you challenged me on Julan Star, I defeated you, right?

“Your refining skills are there, but you need to focus all your efforts on improving your craft. Vanity is useless to us.”

With that, Qu Zhengjia strode forward.

Han Muye stood there and laughed.

This guy really doesn’t remember people.

Han Muye, Zhang Xiangming, Qi Zhujian, Xu Ao, and Qu Zhengjia stopped in the middle of the hall. Then a light screen enveloped their bodies.

The light screen covered their figures and faces, leaving only an illusory image.

This vague image was transmitted outside the hall so that the judges and some refining masters who wanted to observe could see.

In Wanjin City, this kind of observation was common.

Sage-level refining masters were already strong, and if their refining methods were unique, they might attract offers from various factions and even be sought for advice.

Many people did not want to be disturbed, so in this trial image, their forms were blurred and unrecognizable to outsiders.

“The sage-level refining master certification trial is about to begin. Please activate the trial with your identification information.

“Don’t worry, your trial information will only be seen by the core elders. Others will not have access.”

A voice sounded in the hall.

Only the core Elders had access to the information. It was considered quite fair and just.

Han Muye reached out and tapped his badge.

A golden light landed on the light screen and dissipated.

The other four did the same.

As the golden light disappeared, their trial officially began.

“First trial, identifying spiritual materials.

“There are 30,000 types of spiritual materials here. A random assessment standard will appear, and you must complete it within the stipulated time.”

The voice was calm, with a hint of the mechanical tone unique to battle puppets.

A disc-shaped light screen spun, finally settling on a number.

“Endure 30,000 catties of power, withstand the burning of a gathering spirit flame for half an hour without melting, and select at least 180 types with no more than five errors.”

“Half an hour for the assessment.”

The assessment conditions were quite standard and did not change because elites were participating this time.

Selecting 180 types of spiritual materials under such conditions was not difficult for most sage-level refining masters.

Of course, 180 was only a passing mark.

In front of the light screen, pieces of spiritual materials flew down and floated in the air.

Zhang Xiangming looked a bit nervous. This time, he was participating in the certification trial with a top elite from a major city family and a genius personally received by a divine-level powerhouse of the alliance.

Participating and performing well in the trial with these people could be an opportunity.

Conversely, if he performed poorly, he might be traumatized for the rest of his life.

He took a deep breath and attacked first.

Zhang Xiangming extended his hand, and a golden halo pressed down on the spiritual material in front of him.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

Some of the spiritual materials enveloped by the halo exploded instantly.

This golden light pressed down with a force of 3,000 catties.

“Not bad, but the selected materials can only be said to withstand 3,000 catties of force. Other attributes are unknown.”

Outside the hall, the judges and onlookers focused on the light screen.

Zhang Xiangming’s actions could be seen clearly in the light screen, but his form could not be seen clearly.

“Indeed, no one knows if the remaining spiritual materials can withstand 3,000, 5,000, or 8,000 catties.”

“I don’t even know if it’s fire-resistant.”

“From the looks of it, this person is so eager to make a move. I don’t think it’s Xu Ao.”

“It can’t be that Young Master Qi either. Young Master Qi looks quite arrogant.”

Various speculations arose outside the hall.

Wu Zhao’s gaze landed on that figure with a hint of curiosity on his face.

He couldn’t tell if this person was Han Muye.

“Hehe, how about a bet?” Zhu Shaosheng, standing beside Wu Zhao, glanced at him with a faintly disdainful look.

Wu Zhao’s face stiffened and he shook his head.

He wasn’t confident that his employer had the ability to defeat Young Master Qi.

He had been thinking about whether there was a chance to manipulate the certification rankings privately. Now it seemed the top two positions were basically locked in by Qi Zhujian and Xu Ao.

In the hall, Zhang Xiangyang made his move. Qi Zhujian, who was beside him, turned to look at Xu Ao and extended his hand as well.

He had been slightly embarrassed outside the hall earlier and now wanted to redeem himself.

He pressed his palm down, and a green flame rose.

This flame carried a heart-palpitating power, the heat seemingly about to flow outward.

He did not choose the method of resisting heavy pressure but directly selected spiritual materials with extremely strong flames.

Among the spiritual materials in front of him, several instantly turned to ashes, while three or four began to soften rapidly. Only two remained unchanged.

Qi Zhujian swept these two materials aside, then the flame covered other materials.

“Such a spiritual flame is remarkable and not easy to obtain.” Outside the hall, a sage-level refining master shook his head slightly, enviously watching Qi Zhujian’s figure on the light screen.

“This is either Xu Ao or Young Master Qi. As expected of an expert.”

“Don’t we refiners have to have enough wealth?”

“A refiner like Master Han is our role model.”

The few divine-level refiners at the stone steps glanced at each other, saying nothing.

This person was definitely not Xu Ao. Xu Ao would not make such a small family’s move.

They curiously watched the three who hadn’t moved in the light screen.

Han Muye, Xu Ao, and Qu Zhengjia had not made a move yet. They merely observed the spiritual materials before them.