186: Finally, the golden scales appeared.

Around them, Blacksmiths had already begun forging. Many people yesterday were unable to perform normally due to the storm-like rhythm of Tang Wulin. After learning from yesterday's lesson, these Blacksmiths were all trying to enter their forging state as early as possible today.

The forging hammer swung up, fell, boomed, then swung another hammer.

Tang Wulin deliberately slowed his pace, but even at a slow speed, there was a subtle rhythm and cadence.

Mu Xi was doing the same thing as him. The speed at which they swung and dropped their hammers became increasingly similar, and their impact points and sound rhythms also grew more alike.

Tang Wulin's hammer drops gradually sped up, and Mu Xi did the same—

Feeling, rhythm!

Gradually, the speed of these Senior Sister and Junior Brother began to increase, and the storm-like hammering from yesterday reappeared.

Tang Wulin's dual hammers swung faster and faster, and Mu Xi, driven by his rhythm, did likewise. The pair of forging hammers moved like wheels, creating streaks of afterimages, and dense hammering sounds continuously rang out on the metal.

Most remarkably, their hammering rhythm was identical, and even the direction and impact points of their strikes were very similar. The rare metals before them slowly shrank under their forging, constantly changing form, as if they were reflections of each other.

This forging state was quickly noticed by the Great Masters on the podium, who were very surprised. What were these Little fellows doing? Why was their forging rhythm completely identical?

This situation was a first in the forging Grand Competition.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!" A series of pleasant hammering sounds greatly shocked Shen Guyan.

"Boom—"

With the final hammer drop, two soft, precious lights suddenly rose simultaneously, appearing on the rare metals in front of Tang Wulin and Mu Xi respectively.

The precious light flashed and disappeared, but it was clearly visible from the direction of the podium.

"What? Spiritual light externalization?" On the podium, all the Blacksmith Great Masters from Tianhai City and the Tianhai Alliance were dumbfounded.

According to personal information, Mu Xi was not yet a Third-rank Blacksmith; her Thousand Refinements were not even stable!

To forge a Thousand Refinement work with precious light, even if it was just a fleeting glimpse of spiritual light, meant that from this moment on, she could officially become a Third-rank Blacksmith. A fourteen-year-old Third-rank Blacksmith was also an extraordinary achievement.

Among the Youth Group, there was no Third-level existence; Tang Wulin was Fourth-level, not counted.

After chatting with Mu Xi for a while, Tang Wulin hurried to the preparation area for the individual competition, where his companions had been waiting for a long time.

There was no need for Shen Guyan to watch the subsequent matches. He stared intently at Tang Wulin, this forging Genius—he was determined to have him!

Just now, he received a message from his subordinate.

Under Ye Xinglan's manipulation, Tang Wulin's next opponent in the individual competition would be her.

At this time, Ye Xinglan should have already gone to provoke him.

Shen Guyan also wanted to see how Tang Wulin would deal with a Shrek Academy student with only one spirit ring.

"Young Master, that Ye Xinglan seems to be looking for you too," the Shadow Guard sent by Shen Guhong reminded him.

"No matter, if she wants a beating, then I naturally welcome it." Shen Guyan didn't even put Ye Xinglan in his eyes. At most, Ye Xinglan was a Three-Ring Spirit Elder. If he, Gongzi Yu, were to lose to someone with lower cultivation than himself, there would be no point in continuing.

From afar, one could see Ye Xinglan shaking off Xu Lizhi's entanglement and striding onto the competition stage.

"It's about to start, you all must watch carefully." After dismissing the Shadow Guard, Shen Guyan took his Qin, Qi, Shu, Hua, Jian and took a seat in the audience.

At the beginning of the Tianhai Alliance Grand Competition's exhibition match, not many people noticed Ye Xinglan, as she was at the very back. Moreover, today she was not wearing a Shrek Academy uniform, but a yellow long dress, looking just like a pretty little girl.

However, the little girl's expression was not very pleasant.

The two ascended from opposite sides of the competition stage. The moment Ye Xinglan saw the smile on Tang Wulin's face, she immediately flared up in anger.

In her opinion, that guy's smile was clearly mocking her!

Thinking of being looked at with eyes that implied she was freeloading and then having to wash dishes that day, a wave of grievance welled up in her heart.

This bastard, just wait and see how I deal with him today!

The referee, just like yesterday, simply announced the rules of the match and then told the two to prepare.

Tang Wulin's eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Ye Xinglan. After the brief rest, his spirit, energy, and vitality were all at their Peak.

Shen Guyan nodded secretly. Tang Wulin was like a spring; the greater the external pressure, the more powerful his rebound would be.

"Three, two, one, begin!"

With the referee's announcement, Tang Wulin stamped his left foot, and he charged towards Ye Xinglan. At the same time, his spirit ring pulsed with light beneath his feet, and a purple glow enveloped him.

Ye Xinglan raised her right hand, and the light of two spirit rings rippled from beneath her feet. A long sword appeared in Ye Xinglan's palm. The sword was entirely bright yellow, and countless starlight seemed to twinkle on its blade. That brilliant light was exceptionally striking even in broad daylight, yet no strong Soul Power emanated from it.

But the moment this sword appeared, Ye Xinglan herself seemed to vanish; her entire aura had completely merged with the sword.

Body and Sword as One? Shen Guyan frowned. This proud little girl certainly had some skills.

Seeing that the distance between Tang Wulin and Ye Xinglan was getting closer and closer, he did not immediately release his Blue Silver Grass, but instead reached out directly, grabbing towards Ye Xinglan's shoulder.

Just then, Ye Xinglan's left foot suddenly stepped diagonally forward. It looked very casual and ordinary, but it gave a very strong impression to truly skilled and observant powerhouses.

Ye Xinglan's step landed in Tang Wulin's most awkward position. He was rushing forward, using his momentum to pounce. And Ye Xinglan's evasion time was precisely when he could no longer change direction, and his body had already passed the position, making it too late to turn back.

The long sword swept, cutting directly towards Tang Wulin's ribs. The movement was graceful and fluid, without a hint of struggle, and its speed was not fast.

In this critical moment, Tang Wulin displayed his powerful physical quality—his waist twisted sharply, and his entire body arched sideways. Although this movement was still not enough to completely evade the long sword's attack, it bought him time.

His right arm swept downwards, golden scales quietly emerged, striking the side of the sword blade.

With a crisp 'ding', Ye Xinglan's delicate body spun around once, dissipating the force, and she shifted two meters sideways.

It appeared! The golden scales! Shen Guyan's pupils suddenly contracted as he stared intently at the golden Dragon scales covering Tang Wulin's right arm, because his Candle Dragon Bloodline had already begun to stir!