He waved again, and more parts rushed towards him like moths to a flame, forming a swirling vortex of metal around him.

He has quick eyes and hands. He accurately grabs the required parts from the parts flow. His hands are like precision instruments, and he assembles them at a dazzling speed.

One, two, three... more and more parts were assembled together by him, gradually forming larger components.

He worked intently, his eyes sharp as if he could see through the inner structure of the metal.

His movements were smooth and fluid, without any hesitation or pause, and every move was precise and effective.

He doesn't need to use his eyes to see. With his deep understanding of the shape and structure of the parts and the experience accumulated over the years, he can accurately find the parts he needs and put them together perfectly.

Every time he finishes a larger component, he carefully places it on the workbench, arranging it neatly to showcase his skills like a work of art.

As time went by, a row of complete components had been placed on the production table. They had different shapes, but echoed each other, as if foreshadowing the birth of powerful weapons.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Han Yu's forehead, but he didn't notice it at all. All his energy was focused on the parts in his hands.

His breathing became even and deep, as if he had entered a state of ecstasy.

He was immersed in the joy of creation and enjoyed the sense of accomplishment of turning scattered parts into a complete work.

Ye Yulin watched quietly from the side, his eyes full of admiration.

He thought to himself, "As expected, he plans to create the core array last.

Although this approach is risky, it can maximize the creativity of highly skilled soul masters.

"He looked at the delicate parts made by Han Yu, his heart full of curiosity, and he couldn't wait to know the functions of these parts.

A smile finally appeared on Han Yu's face, which was the confidence in his own skills and the anticipation of the work to be completed. His movements became smoother and faster.

Each part on the table seemed to be given life by him. They jumped and combined in his hands, and finally formed complete structures.

Several ninth-level soul guide referees were also dazzled. Although they were experienced, they had rarely seen such superb skills.

Although they did not understand the specific uses of these parts, they could see that every move of Han Yu was full of skill and wisdom.

They noticed that every time Han Yu put a part together, the parts fit together perfectly without any gaps.

As each component is completed, the streamlined shape of the weapon gradually emerges, showing a unique mechanical beauty.

That sense of wholeness, in the eyes of a soul guide, is the most beautiful thing.

Old Wang suddenly sat up straight, his cloudy old eyes suddenly burst into a brilliance, and his old face was full of disbelief.

He opened his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but was speechless for a moment and could only exclaim: "Wow!" He paused, as if organizing his words and trying to digest the scene in front of him, and then added: "This Han is a genius!" This sudden voice was particularly clear in the relatively quiet referee's seat.

Although Mr. Wang's voice was not loud, it was trembling slightly, revealing his inner excitement.

He subconsciously gripped the armrests tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white due to the force. His eyes were fixed on the competition stage, afraid of missing any details.

You know, the seven referees are sitting on the competition stage, very close to the contestants.

To avoid disrupting the players' competition, they must remain quiet and control the volume even when communicating privately.

It is conceivable how shocking Han Yu's performance was to make this experienced referee break the convention and express such exclamation.

Mr. Wang took a deep breath and tried to calm down his excitement. He turned to look at Ye Yulin beside him, his eyes full of verification.

Ye Yulin nodded gently, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips, and whispered, "Old Wang, you've seen it too, right?" His voice was very soft, but with an unquestionable certainty.

The old man surnamed Wang glared at Ye Yulin unhappily and said, "Old Ye, my eyes are not blurry yet.

How can I not see it? " He paused, frowned slightly, as if thinking about something, and then asked: "But, can you tell which company is good at making such complex parts?" The "which company" he mentioned here naturally refers to the soul guide sect.

As he spoke, he stroked his beard with his hand, his eyes full of confusion.

Ye Yulin shook his head and said slowly: "It is not uncommon to use parts to assist soul guides, and some sects also have some unique techniques.

"He paused and continued," But this is the first time I've seen him use it in such large quantities and with such precise coordination.

"He raised his head and looked at Han Yu on the competition stage again, with a flash of admiration in his eyes, and then said: "But I have a vague feeling that this young man may very likely create a new era for soul guides. It seems that we were all wrong before."

He spoke the last sentence in a low voice, as if he was reflecting on his past cognition.

Old Wang smiled bitterly, covered his chest with his hands, and said, "Don't be so clear, okay? I'm old. I can't stand this blow."

He sighed and continued, "Even if we know that the path we are taking is wrong, at our age, we have no choice but to keep going." There was a hint of helplessness and loneliness in his tone.

Ye Yulin snorted disdainfully and said, "That's what you think, old man. I don't think it can't be changed." He straightened his back, his eyes full of vitality, and said, "I'm still very young, and it won't be a problem for me to live another hundred years."

Mr. Wang was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Unremitting pursuit and the spirit of never giving up, this is the gap between you and me! This is also the important reason why I am always one step behind you."

He raised his head, looked at Ye Yulin sincerely, and said: "However, no matter how you think highly of this young man, after this competition is over, when you discuss with him the combination of parts and soul guides, you must call me." There was a hint of request in his tone.

"And us." Several other referees nearby couldn't help but express their opinions.

Ye Yulin slowly raised his right hand, with his five fingers slightly stretched out, like a master directing the rhythm of the music.

A circle of pale golden light gushed out from his palm, spreading rapidly like ripples, and eventually formed a translucent spherical light shield that enveloped all seven referees.

The light shield flickered with a soft light, and the sounds inside were perfectly isolated, ensuring that their conversation would not leak out and affect the young soul mentors who were fighting hard in the arena.

He glanced sharply at the other six referees present, his tone carrying a hint of dissatisfaction and warning: “You old guys, each of you is like a mosquito smelling blood, eager to pounce on it and suck it up.

You can watch and learn, and you can sit in on the class, but no one can compete with me for this boy! I tell you, for this event, I have invested a lot of money, even my latest Sun and Moon Needle, and I am waiting for this boy to show his full potential! "

As he spoke, he gently patted an exquisite box at his waist. The box was emitting a faint golden light, and it was obvious that it contained the Sun and Moon Needle he mentioned.

Although the other six referees present were also highly respected in the soul guide world, they were still slightly inferior to Ye Yulin, a top figure.

Seeing his strong attitude, everyone was a little dissatisfied, but they could only accept it helplessly. At this time, Mr. Wang stood up and tried to ease the atmosphere.

He coughed lightly and said, "Alright, alright, Old Ye, who can't see your little trick? Aren't you just trying to study this kid's skills first?

Don't worry, we won't compete with you. However, this incident was discovered by all of us, so it is only natural for us to observe and study it together.

Besides, the competition rules set by the three underground forces are simply a bunch of shit! What do we soul guides rely on to compete? In addition to the production of the soul guide itself, the more important thing is the design concept and innovative thinking! How many soul guides today are not born from innovation?

In my opinion, this kid is able to combine spare parts with humanoid soul guides and save a lot of core magic arrays. This creativity is enough for him to win the championship!
I, an old man, have decided to favor him. If anyone dares to kill this guy in the game, I will never let him go!"

Ye Yulin glanced at Mr. Wang with a disdainful smile on his face: "Do you need to worry about this? Look up at the sky, what is that? Do you really think I am a vegetarian?"

Another referee couldn't help but say, "This doesn't seem right, does it? The three underground forces are quite respectful to us. If we break the rules of the game..."

Ye Yulin glared at him fiercely, like a lion about to explode, and growled, "Bullshit! Lao Zhang, let me ask you, compared with the epoch-making progress in soul guide technology, this bullshit competition is nothing! Is it important? Tell me, is it important?!"

He asked "Is it important?" twice in a row, his tone was so powerful that it made the eardrums of everyone present buzz. His bright eyes flickered with an almost crazy passion, which was the passion for the ultimate pursuit of soul guide technology, and the desire for innovation and breakthroughs.

Elder Zhang frowned and moved his lips a few times, as if he wanted to persuade him again, but in the end he just sighed helplessly, his momentum obviously weakened, and he forced out a slightly stiff smile: "Okay, okay. Elder Ye, I'll do whatever you say."

He paused, with a barely perceptible worry in his tone, "But... it's better not to go too far."

He paused for a moment, glanced in the direction of Han Yu, and added: "Also, if this young man can't finish making the soul guide, I'm afraid he won't be able to participate in the following competitions!"

Ye Yulin snorted disdainfully, and a puff of foul air blew out of his nostrils, "It's better not to participate." A gleam of light flashed in the corner of his eyes, and his tone was arrogant, "At worst, I can make another set of Sun and Moon Divine Needles for him as a gift."

Old Wang secretly complained in his heart: Coercion and inducement! This old man, seeing this outstanding young man, really has no dignity left.

This is clearly a look of wanting to rob! He felt very sorry: What a pity, what a pity! Why didn't I meet such an outstanding young man earlier!
Several referees were discussing and whispering to each other. On the other side, Han Yu felt a chill on his back, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

He looked up subconsciously and saw the referees who were covered in a separate soundproof shield staring at him intently with scorching eyes, as if they could see through him.

A bad premonition came to his mind: It's broken, I've shown off too much. He secretly regretted in his heart: Oh! It would be better to make the soul guide first, assemble the shell, and then directly assemble the parts inside the shell! Unfortunately, it's too late now.

Han Yu took a deep breath and quickly made a decision in his heart: Forget it, just play with them.

A playful smile quietly blossomed at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly raised his head with a large movement, looking straight into the sky. At the same time, his facial expression instantly became dull, and his eyes were empty, as if they had lost focus.

The referees were staring at him intently, and were all startled when they saw the sudden change in his expression.

They were confused: What happened? No matter what level of soul master, the reaction at this time was the same. They all followed Han Yu's gaze and looked into the dark night sky.

However, they immediately discovered that in the direction Han Yu was staring at, there was nothing but the pitch-black night sky.

What they didn't know was that at the moment they shifted their gaze away, a distorted light, like a tiny poisonous snake, had silently passed through the outer soundproof shield and silently drilled into the back of Han Yu's head.

An electric shock rose from the soles of his feet and instantly spread throughout Han Yu's body, causing him to shiver. This sudden shock did not come from the outside world, but from a throbbing deep in his soul, as if something important had changed dramatically without his noticing.

Han Yu suddenly raised his head, his eyes were blurred for a moment, as if he was suddenly awakened, and a trace of panic flashed in his pupils.

He subconsciously looked around, trying to find the source of the vibration, but everything around him seemed so normal and there was nothing unusual.

The old judges keenly noticed Han Yu's abnormality, and they all turned their eyes to him, their cloudy old eyes full of doubts and inquiry. (End of this chapter)