Tang Huan subconsciously wanted to take it, but before he could even stretch his hand out, the ball of white light suddenly stopped in front of him, and then slowly floated down like a feather, landing right in his palm.

　　Tang Huan was even more surprised as he looked at Qing Ye. This pavilion master's control over Zhen Qi was superb, what kind of cultivation did she have?

　　However, Tang Huan was not in the mood to pay attention to this. A bone chilling aura completely attracted his attention. At this time, in his palm was a white stone the size of an egg. It was round like a pebble, sparkling like jade as it continuously emitted white light.

　　Holding this "Frost Jade" in his palm felt like holding an ice ball, but the chill it emitted far surpa.s.sed any ice and snow that Tang Huan had ever seen before.

　　"Everyone, the time starts now!"

　　The melodious voice that sounded like the chirping of an oriole was suddenly heard.

　　Almost at the same time, a white jade plate flew out from Qing Ye's wooden box and gracefully landed in front of the six people. This was used to store the liquid from the "Cold Jade Stone".

　　The old man and the others immediately gathered their thoughts and started moving.

　　Tang Huan also took a deep breath, and suddenly placed the "Cold Jade Stone" between his palms. Then, with a thought, his inside the Dantian, and "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" began to revolve. In a moment, the cl.u.s.ter of True Fire started to fluctuate intensely, and following that, two thick streams of heat separated from the flames and leaked out of the cauldron, and in an instant, under the guidance of the True Qi, they flowed along the spirit vein and arrived at Tang Huan's palms.

　　"Hu!"

　　The moment the two streams of heat left his palm, they turned into scorching flames, covering the "Cold Jade Stone" and even the two palms. A scorching aura instantly spread out and the surrounding temperature unexpectedly increased by a large amount.

　　Both of his hands were bathed in fire. Tang Huan only felt warmth but it was no longer as scorching as when he merged the True Fire previously.

　　"Huh?"

　　A few meters away, Qing Ye couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. A look of surprise flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes. [Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents]

　　The six of them moved almost at the same time, and of the other five, one of them only produced a small ball of sparks, while the other four did not even have a spark. However, this young man not only produced flames from his palms, the flames were so strong that they covered both of his palms.

　　"How did he move the True Fire so quickly?"

　　Qing Ye's mind was slightly moved. With a voice that only he could hear, he started muttering to himself. The excitement in the depths of his beautiful eyes suddenly became even more intense.

　　The heat from the surroundings immediately woke the five people from their meditation.

　　"So fast!"

　　When she saw the big ball of flame in Tang Huan's palm, she couldn't help but let out a cry of shock. Her pair of black eyes instantly opened wide, and her small, dark red mouth seemed to be able to stuff down an egg.

　　When the old man, young woman, youth, and youth who were further away saw this scene, they were also shocked speechless.

　　How much time had pa.s.sed? A fellow who hadn't even forged a low-grade weapon could actually display his true flame on the outside in such a short time. Furthermore, the fire was so intense. This made them, who had tried forging low level weapons many times and had even tried for many years, unable to endure it.

　　"Humph!"

　　Qing Ye lightly coughed to wake them up. The corner of his lips curled up as he said softly, "Everyone, don't forget that there are only four hours left in the first round of the examination!"

　　A few of them woke up from their stupor and quickly withdrew their gazes.

　　This exam only had a short duration of four hours. Even the slightest bit of waste could cause the exam to fail.

　　"Ah, my fire is out!"

　　The young girl in the red dress let out a soft cry. Her pretty face was filled with regret. The absent-mindedness from before had completely annihilated the small cl.u.s.ter of sparks in her palm. She had no choice but to start over.