Chapter 56 Second Pass, Flexible Iron!

"Shasha..."

In the continuous rustling sound, time passes quickly.

Unconsciously, on each iron table, there was a bright red flame, big or small, strong or slightly weak.

Thousands of rounds of hot air crisscrossed and filled the air with madness.

All the people in the stadium concentrate on the "bright stone" in their palms. Even if they sweat deeply and their clothes are wet, they are unconscious. In addition, the refiners have fused the "real fire" and are far more tolerant of enthusiasm than the ordinary people.

But the people closest to the stadium around them are already unbearably hot, and they all backed...