Chapter 430: Beads of Fire

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If Tang Huansheng's voice was loud and loud, Zhong Daluo immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the black beads on the tabletop were stacked up, and they could be clearly seen in the meeting room below. Hearing his words, everyone's curiosity was immediately stimulated.
"This round is called 'Fire Line Piercing Beads.' The test is your ability to control the flame."
Two eyes swept across the venue quickly, and Tang Huan smiled indifferently.
Immediately, Tang Huan moved his head slightly, and a small flame appeared on his right palm. Under the watchful eyes of many people inside and outside the venue, the flame in Tang Huan's palm kept condensing, and finally turned into a long red filament, almost one meter in length, and the head and tail were extremely uniform.
The crowd immediately understood the meaning of the so-called "fire line piercing beads." There was a sudden chilling sound inside and outside the venue.
"This Tang Huan's ability to manipulate the flames is too scary, can he condense the flames to such a degree?"
"Fuck, it's too difficult. It's over, it's over, I'll be eliminated this round!"
"I don't know how many beads to string in order to successfully pass this round? I guess I can string up to nine beads, no matter how much ..."
"..."
Exclamations and curses sounded from time to time.
Some refiners in the venue became very difficult to look at the scene. The examination of this method is not difficult.
On the high platform, Tang Huan had the same look. He slowly picked up a black bead and strung it on the silk thread condensed by the flame. The hole in the middle of the bead is as big as a rice grain, and the flame thread condensed must be smaller than the hole in order to penetrate it.
The beads fell to the bottom, Tang Huan picked up the second bead and the third bead ...
Tang Huan is extremely fast, but in just a dozen breaths, all the beads on the table have been strung in, as many as forty-nine. Under the gaze of countless eyes, Tang Huan turned to the right palm, and the original upward silk thread hung in the void.
The silk thread was as hard as iron, and none of the forty-nine beads strung together by flames fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, not only the many refiners and warriors inside and outside the venue were full of shock, but also the eyes of Shen Guan and Gu Yi on the high stage were full of exclamation. This "fire line through beads" seems simple, but it can be as difficult as Tang Huan.
Forty-nine beads are strung together with a red line, which is truly amazing.
"Among us, I am afraid that only the elders can do things like Tang Huan." Inside the high platform, Gu Yi was amazed.
"Tang Huan strung all those beads up." Be Xin smiled hard, too. "I guess it would be good to get 20 or 30 beads."
"Forty-nine beads, the old man estimated that he could barely do it. It was not as easy as Tang Huan." Looking at Tang Huan's back, Shen Guan was impressed.
"This guy ..." Aoba's beautiful eyes were slick and smooth, and the test method of "beads of fire through the line of fire" was what she came up with. Forty-nine beads on the table in front of Tang Huan were also ordered by her. OK, but I didn't expect that Tang Huan had all strung up. Fortunately, only 49 were placed, and if it was 60 or 70, Tang Huan would also be stranded in a string.
"..."
"Tang Huan is really amazing."
In the venue, Tang Yun's beautiful eyes flashed with amazing light. Forty-nine beads were strung. It was actually able to control the flame and let all the beads hang in the air without falling. Tang The fun that comes out of this game is very difficult, you can imagine.
"This kid is still not human?"
After a brief sting, Wu Yixian smiled bitterly.
He quietly tried it just now. When the flame is condensed to the extreme, it is estimated that only a dozen beads can be strung at most, and the time to maintain that flame state cannot be as long as Tang Huan, let alone Possibly turn the palms sideways with the beads still attached.
"In this way, all the masters of glory on the mainland are called out. I am afraid few people can match it." Meng Zhen's eyes were full of shock.
"Fortunately, he is the referee, not the opponent." Acura took a deep breath and suppressed the horror in his chest.
"..."
Similar voices rang from time to time in the venue.
Outside the venue, there was noisy thunder, and huge waves followed the waves, roaring back and forth over the square, deafening.
At this time, Tang Huan had slowly turned his palm, and those black beads quickly fell on the table.
"Can you see clearly?"
As soon as the flames in Tang Huan's palms were closed, the voice echoed again, "It was also the time of a joss stick, and six beads could be strung together. This second round of the" Holy Taoist Church "passed."
Hearing this, many of the refiners in the venue were secretly relieved, but still many people were bitter and grim.
Compared with the 49 beads that Tang Huan just strung, six beads are indeed too few to be impossible.
However, for many intermediate refiners, this is still a difficult task that is difficult to complete, because some refiners, let alone beaded beads, can hardly condense the flame to the point where they can pass through the holes in the beads. Of course, this is also the key to this round of examinations.
"Pap!"
Above the platform, Tang Huan clapped his hands.
Many young men and women who had been waiting on the side of the high platform for a long time entered the venue again, all holding trays. It didn't take long for a tray to be placed on the jade table in front of many young refiners in the venue, and six black beads were prepared on the plate.
"You guys, we can start!"
Tang Huan ordered that the young refiners acted almost at the same time, and a small group of flames burst out in the palm of his hand, but Tang Huan was sitting back on his seat.
No one entered the venue to supervise. Under the watchful eye of one master of the refiner and nine masters of the refiner, no one could fool through.
"Tang Huan, honestly explain, just like before, how many beads can you string in total?" Qingye drew her head closer to Tang Huan's neck, and a pair of clear and bright eyes had an inexplicable curiosity. Ru Lan, even more faint fragrance rushed into Tang Huan nose.
"If I said I could wear 49 more, would you want to punch me?" Tang Huan joked.
"You ... you're right, I really want to beat you!" Qing Ye was so angry, even if he took his fist and waved twice in front of Tang Huan, gritted his teeth.
"Just a joke, those forty-nine are already my limit."
For a long time, Qing Ye's impression of Tang Huan was very similar to those of intellectual white-collar workers in previous lives. Now, for the first time, seeing her showing such a ferocious expression, Tang Huan was immediately very interesting. But now is not the time to laugh, Tang Huan followed his look and converged his smile.
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