ree years of forging, his familiarity with the hammer had reached a level of unity with his body. This feeling was even stronger after his surge in power.If he used a heavy thousand-forged silver hamm...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. 。ith unprecedented brilliance. 。On Tang Wulin's forehead, the mark formed by the seed of life also became clearer. 。A wisp of green light suddenly drifted from Tang Wulin's forehead, accompanied by the...