The Dark King

"shut up!!"

Tiffany slammed the table and angered him. He said: "Don't think that you get the 'Time' medal, you can do whatever you want, despise everything, how long have you been in the Elemental Temple? How many things have you seen? Nonsense, swearing master works! The snakes made by my teacher are evaluated by many masters of the temple, listed as Samsung items, you dare to say that they are eliminated?!"

"Not bad!"

"The snake is a masterpiece, how can it be eliminated?"

"This newcomer is too arrogant, thinking that by accidentally making a new textile machine, he will be anything!"

"It’s too proud, and I can’t blame him. It’s inevitable that it will be so vain at this age.”

Whispered in the audience.

Du Di'an looked around the audience and his face was cold and frosty. He said: "First of all, I am not denying the contribution and authority of the master, but since the snake was only rated as a Samsung item, not a five-star item, it is not a legendary item. There is room for improvement! As a military god, it is only the first, no second! Because the second person will die on the battlefield!"

His voice was clear and cold, and he said to the audience: "My military crossbow, I dare not say that I can surpass the snake, but it will never be inferior to the snake!"

Tiffany was angry and laughed. "What do you mean by saying that your arrow made in only half a day can be equal to the snake of my teacher? Can you reach the level of Samsung?"

Du Dian looked at her indifferently and said: "What you can understand is what I want to express."

Tiffany smiled and said: "Ignorance is pathetic, sad, and hateful!"

"I think so too." Du Dian said indifferently: "But I will not hate."

"You will regret it." Tiffany took up the anger on his face and glanced at Du Dian deeply. "I have always respected the great contribution of the new textile machine you made, but your pride." You must pay the price yourself! Since you believe that your sister is not inferior to my teacher's snake, then please show it, let us all see and see."

Du Di'an is indifferent: "I am a murder weapon, not a performance prop. My things don't need to be displayed. Since you believe in the authority of the master, everyone in the room believes, I also believe that this matter will be handed over to the master to identify. Best.” Speaking to the stage, Serta said: “Master, please also verify, this is my design drawings.”

After that, I will take out a prepared drawing.

Instead of looking at the drawings, Celtic glanced at the boy, from the previous tough stance on Tiffany, to the assertion of self-confidence to the audience and the confidence to resist the public, and then to the attitude of not being humble to himself. They all seemed calm and mature, and they didn’t have any brainstorming because of the dispute with the other side. They said that they had provoked excitement and were not angered and attacked by the audience’s one-sided reaction. From a sideline perspective, he was quite surprised. This kind of calm way of doing things is difficult for many old people.

"I will take a look first." Celtic whispered.

Du Dian handed over the drawings and drawings.

Everyone in the shrine whispered and whispered.

Tiffany turned to look at Celtic, waiting for his results.

Dudian stood at the high table of Celtic and waited for the same, with no anxiety on his face.

Time passes by.

Half an hour later, Celt slowly raised his head and moved the magnifying glass from the top of the drawing. He looked a little hesitant and complicated. He looked at Du Di'an and looked at Tiffany, who was waiting for him to talk. "According to my preliminary view, this military crossbow is more innovative, suitable for medium and short distance combat, and has high lethality and rate of fire. According to my personal opinion, there is no problem in including Samsung items. ”

As the words fell, the whole shrine was silent, and everyone looked at Celtic with amazement and suspected that his ears had a problem.

Tiffany listened at a glance, and after a short moment of disappointment, he quickly responded and said: "Master, you, you said that this thing has reached the level of Samsung items? How is it possible! He, he only used it for only half a day, this ......"

Celtic saw the paleness on her face, and sighed in her heart, slowly saying: "I am biased by one person's assessment. It only represents my personal opinion. The specific value also needs to wait for the element to be tested and evaluated, but one thing is certain. If it is simply a quest item of 'improved snakes,' this military crossbow is fully qualified and can pass!"

Tiffany's face was ugly, and this was tantamount to giving her a slap in the face.

Du Di'an looked calm and not unexpected.

The people in the rear auditorium looked at each other. When they heard that Celtic thought that this thing could reach Samsung's goods, everyone knew that such an item was fully qualified to complete the task, but did not expect that Du Di'an was a newcomer and joined for half a month. Time, in the end, only one and a half days to complete a piece of such an item, even if only a master such as Celtic gives such a rating, it is already extremely rare.

"No!"

"This newcomer is too exaggerated?!"

“Is there really a thing called ‘talent’?”

"The Celtic master will not lie, or it will be ugly to be hit by the elements. This thing is not a Samsung item, it is definitely a two-star item. Hey, how many years does an intermediate **** make? Two two-star items?"

"This kid is so arrogant, and he does have the capital of pride!"

"I don't know if the element will give this thing a few stars?"

Everyone in the audience talked about it.

"The result of the appeal has been fixed, Mr. Dudian has won the case and dismissed." Celtic glanced at Tiffany and shook his head slightly and turned away.

Du Di'an saw that he took the drawings and bows away, knowing that he would help him to submit the elements and evaluate them. After this Shentang defense, the reputation of this cockroach will spread much faster than normal. In this case, the rate at which he can benefit from it will increase several times.

"Impossible, impossible..."

Tiffany whispered to himself, his face pale and bloodless.

Du Dian glanced at her and came to her. His head was already one meter seven or five, but in front of this woman, she was still short and half headed and needed to look up to look at her.

Tiffany saw Du Di'an, who came to see him, returned to the gods, put away the water mist in his eyes, and squinted his face: "What do you want to say, laugh at me?"

"Laughter?" Du Dian smiled. "That's what children do. I just want to tell you that the best way to pay tribute to the master is not to humble, but to surpass!" Then he turned and walked down the steps. .

The people in the auditorium on both sides of the shrine looked at Dudian, and their expressions were different. No one was robbing him.