r in the entire forge to become thick and tense. With a low whistle, in the next instant, the tungsten steel hammer smashed heavily onto the edge of the silver ingot."Bang!" The tungsten steel hammer...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。ad no idea what place it was. 。Could it be that the second mid-term exam is hereA small building painted deep blue, its exterior walls are like mirrors, seemingly pieced together from glass. The mirro...