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Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1679 - 1679: Stop? Continue! (3)
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Chapter 1679: Stop? Continue! (3)

Translator: Atlas Studios    Editor: Atlas Studios

The arrangement of spiritual materials and the placement of components were also flawless.

Within an hour, a Battle Puppet arm was formed.

“Snap—

He controlled the arm to move, gently clench its fists, and produce a resonant sound.

The three judges did not evaluate it immediately but carefully examined it Derore finally Indicating three points or spiritual light.

“Upper, upper, upper.”

Three uppers once again.

In front of the stone platform, excitement was evident on everyone’s faces.

Bearing witness to a refining and forging master’s journey from apprentice directly to level three was truly inspiring and difficult to imagine.

“To think there are still individuals like this in the world…

“Certifying for level three doesn’t seem difficult at all; 1 might have a chance too.”

“Such swift and skilled movements. How much practice does it take?” Those young men clenched their fists, their faces flushed with excitement.

It was as if they were the ones standing on the platform.

“You go and ask him if he i s interested in joining our sect,” Elder Sun whispered.

Not to go to the workshop, but to directly join the sect!

This was because Han Muye had once again received three top evaluations, which piqued Elder Sun’s interest.

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The forging master beside him nodded and was about to step forward when he heard a voice coming from the platform.

“l want to continue certifying.” Continue!

He still wants to certify?

To certify further would mean becoming a level four refining and forging master!

Level four was not bad even within the aristocratic families. One could live quite comfortably.

A level four forger was regarded as a master in the city.

No matter how empty this title might be, it still represented status.

As Han Muye finished speaking, the shadows of the three judges on the stone platform dissipated.

Several refining and forging masters in long robes hurried over.

“Is he going to be certified as a level four?”

“Rare, we don’t have many level four certifications in our city in a year.” “All of you can leave. Certification at level four is not open for observation.”

The badges worn by these individuals bore the marks of levels four and five.

Those refining and forging masters below level three could only lower their heads and leave.

They wanted to watch, but alas, their skills were insufficient, lacking the qualifications to observe.

Of course, they also understood that the disparity in skill was too great, rendering observation useless.

Rather, it would only distract them.

“Eh, Old Sun? Is this your junior?” An elder with a level five badge turned to Elder Sun.

Elder Sun hesitated for a moment, then shook his head. “I was thinking of taking him in, but now, I’m not so sure.”

The difference between level four and level five was just one level. If this person successfully certified at level four, even if he were to join, Elder Sun wouldn’t be able to teach him much.

The old man nodded, then looked at Han Muye.

On the platform, this tthere were five illusions, seated on nine wooden chairs.

The first three levels had three judges, but at the fourth level, there were five. The illusions descended, and the materials for the level four trial were presented.

Han Muye raised his hand and ignited the spiritual fire.

It was just a level four trial.

For him, such forging was child’s play.

“A level four trial, and he’s diving right in?”

“He’s very confident. Does he understand the properties of these spiritual materials?”

“Can he do it or not? I still want to observe more, but this doesn’t seem very promising. ”

The level four refining and forging masters whispered among themselves. Only the three level five forging masters had solemn expressions on their faces, and their eyes were shining.

As soon as an expert made a move, one would know if it was effective or not.

The spiritual materials burned and melded by Han Muye’s flames were precisely controlled.

All the parts were forged into shape immediately.

There was no excess or waste,

The process wasn’t tightly connected, but rather relaxed and casual.

This kind of refining was truly enjoyable.

The forging process was not boring, but interesting.

Han Muye carved spiritual patterns, and those spiritual patterns seemed to calive.

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He raised his hands to forge the parts. Many parts collided and vibrated, emitting soft sounds.

Another hour later, he had assembled a semi-formed Battle Puppet body in front of him.

This round was about crafting a semi-formed Battle Puppet.

There were no defensive armor pieces, only the assembly of moving parts for the body.

The more so, the clearer the construction of this Battle Puppet became.

“Exquisite, precise, truly delicate,” the elder standing beside Elder Sun murmured softly.

A trace of emotion appeared on his face.

The level four forging masters standing in front of the elder were all focused on Han Muye’s assembled Battle Puppet, afraid of missing any detail.

From the parts Han Muye had polished, it was evident that each one was a fine piece.

What kind of agility would a Battle Puppet assembled from such parts possess?

Han Muye took a step back, leaving the assembled Battle Puppet on the wooden platform.

“I’ll demonstrate the control.” Elder Sun stepped forward, pushing aside the eager refining masters.

This Battle Puppet did not have a core to drive it. It only had a body and needed someone to control it with his own strength.

Elder Sun stepped forward to control the Battle Puppet because he was curious about Han Muye’s skills and also because he valued him.

Otherwise, a level five forging master would never personally control a Battle Puppet.

As he approached the platform, the others naturally didn’t contest him. They all watched the Battle Puppet with curiosity.

Elder Sun walked up to the platform, bowed to the five illusory figures, then extended his hand, pressing it on the puppet’s body.

“Snap—

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The sound of parts clicking and fitting together resonated, and the Battle Puppet stood up with a roar.

With a light twist, the Battle Puppet leaped onto the stone platform, its empty arms and legs making various motions.

The movements were fluid, without any sense of delay.

To the onlookers below, it was as agile as a human body..