At this time, Lin Yuan, who was sitting in the center of the science and technology room, had a faint black aura emitted from his body, and his whole temperament became a little darker.

"call--"

"call--"

Lin Yuan frowned and gasped heavily.

Old Luo, who was beside him, felt a little worried, turned his head slightly, unable to bear to see Lin Yuan's painful and ferocious appearance.

The doctor looked serious and stared at Lin Yuan.

He firmly believed that with Lin Yuan's strong will, controlling the Liuding Demon Fire was not a problem.

...

A full night.

The second fire seed in Lin Yuan's body finally condensed.

When Lin Yuan opened his eyes again, his clothes were wet with sweat, and he was breathing in fresh air!

Mr. Luo and Dr. Luo came up at the same time:

"How about it?"

"Has it succeeded?"

Lin Yuan felt a little exhausted, but he still smiled, and a beating black flame in his hand summoned it!

Seeing Lin Yuan successfully swallowing and fusing, Cang Song clenched his fists and couldn't help but say:

"good!"

The only thing he was afraid of was that Lin Yuan could not devour the six Ding demon fire like he was devoured and fused.

In this way, the power of the flame mecha that Mr. Luo spent countless efforts to design would be greatly reduced.

"You have a good rest first."

"In the next two months, I will make you truly transform!"

Cang Song looked at Lin Yuan and said with great courage.

In his opinion, Lin Yuan’s strength is far from enough to compete with the real genius at this stage!

...

After Lin Yuan returned to the room to rest, Mr. Luo sat on the sofa.

Sighing exhaustedly:

"call……"

One year.

After day and night research, design, and experiment, Lin Yuan finally arrived and completed two sets of satisfactory mechas before returning.

I didn't feel it during the process. Once I stopped, the fatigue rushed towards Mr. Luo in a crazy way.

"It's time for you to take a break."

Cangsong leaned against Mr. Luo's desk and looked at Mr. Luo.

"I know."

Mr. Luo sighed.

Mr. Luo knew the most about his physical condition.

However, this set of mechas is the set of mechas that Lin Yuan needs most at present, and he cannot rest.

Not only for Lin Yuan, but also for his own dream.

Cangsong chuckled: "Ha."

"What are you laughing at?"

Cangsong smiled and shook his head.

"I think of us back then."

Old Luo was stunned and chuckled:

“Isn’t it the same now?”

Back then, they were two mechanical warriors who were equally energetic but had no personality to deal with.

A specialty in theoretical design.

A good at practical combat.

But no one bowed his head.

Back then, they were able to put aside their prejudices and combine two swords like they are now.

Then Cangsong is now more than level 6.

Just when their passion is about to disappear.

Lin Yuan's appearance ignited the remaining passionate blood in their bodies!

The power of the mechanical system will be shown in front of the world!

Mr. Luo smiled and said:

"I will be satisfied in my life to see Lin Yuan step onto the stage of the main competition."

The qualifiers of the World Martial Arts Competition are extremely dangerous, and they test the strength of the entire Tianshui team.

Only eight teams can break through.

"Hmph, no future."

Cang Song snorted coldly.

His expectations for Lin Yuan were not just about breaking through the World Martial Arts Competition.

There is also about the League of Sixteen, about war, and even...

Change the world.

...

Two months later.

Entering the cycle of the World Martial Arts Competition, countries around the world gradually turned their attention to the distant Blue Star Empire.

On the TV of Tianshui Kingdom, there are special programs about the World Martial Arts Competition almost every day.

Some well-known strong men even analyzed the prospects of Tianshui team participating on TV.

"This year's Tianshui team was cultivated by the state for huge sums of money!"

"Even the top geniuses of Dongdu Academy and Qingyun Academy can only reach the mid-level level in this team. I think based on the strength of the teams in previous years, we should have the possibility of reaching the final stage!"

"That's right, but the probability is very low. Being able to play with style is our greatest expectation for the Tianshui team!"

...

Lin Yuan sat on the plane to Dongdu, listening to the TV program on the plane.

Regarding the specific content of the World Martial Arts Competition, the instructor team had actually studied it with them before, and had conducted targeted training when they were still in Huanxi Kingdom.

The World Martial Arts Competition is divided into qualifiers and finals.

A total of 16 national teams participated in the final stage, of which eight seed teams entered early.

These eight seed teams include [Bai Jing Team], [New Hei Ting Team], [Xi Ling Team], [Blue Star Team], etc.

In the world's top empires, except for Penglai, all other empires have signed up for the competition.

The remaining eight places will be decided from the World Qualifiers stage.

By then, hundreds of other teams in the world will enter the "secret realm" of the Blue Star Empire to engage in a seven-day battle.

The final top eight teams entered the final stage.

Because there are twelve players, unlike the five players in the final stage, it further tests the overall strength of the team.

Breaking through the qualifiers is the high expectations of the Tianshui people for this Tianshui team!

The reason is that since that exchange battle, news from all aspects has spread, and it has blew the Tianshui team to the sky.

...

"Let's go."

"They are waiting for us in the military."

"Um."

When the plane landed, Lin Yuan followed Su Wutian to the Eastern Capital Army.

In the last two months, each of the twelve people devoted themselves to hell-style cultivation. Every time one more point of strength increases, one more point of chance of winning!
To be continued...