The results of the fourth level will not be displayed to students, but the intelligent computer will transmit them to the school’s instructors.

Tutors can intuitively select students with good abilities through the scores transmitted by the intelligent brain.

The two mentors were conducting the screening as usual, when the mentor who was a few years younger suddenly shouted out of control.

"Quasi-spiritual weapon!"

The older mentor was about to ask him why he was making such a fuss when he suddenly realized what he had said. He immediately leaned over and when he took a look, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Four talismans, two high-level talismans, and two intermediate talismans. They are indeed quasi-spiritual weapons. I can actually see a weapon master with spiritual weapon talent in the first grade. Is it Yuan Zhe from the Yuan family?"

"No, it's Gao Han."

The older instructor suddenly realized, "It must be Gao Han who got full marks in the first test. I thought he was just lucky, but it seems that Yuan Zhe has met a strong opponent this time."

"Isn't this good? It prevents the Yuan family from always thinking that the school's weapon refining academy belongs to them and they can control it whenever they want. I'm afraid it will be impossible for them to avoid what happened to Yuan Yaonu." The young instructor said proudly.

The older teacher did not refute his words, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid it's not impossible. This boy has shown such potential in his first year, which is even better than Qin Dai back then. It seems that the Yuan family is coming to an end. I remember that his teaching instructor is Professor Fan. Report this matter first."

"Okay."

…

Gao Han advanced, and as long as he passed the last level, he would know who was the number one in the first-year weapon refining academy.

Except for the computer test in the first level, there are no specific results for the next three levels, so no one knows how Gao Han's passing scores are. More people still tend to favor Yuan Zhe, as his talent is obvious to everyone.

Ma Zechao, Zhao Bin and others skipped their afternoon classes and came to cheer Gao Han up.

Zhao Bin and Dali also made a banner with a sentence written on it, which roughly meant that Gao Han was the number one person in the Equipment Refining Academy.

Although it is well-intentioned, it looks stupid no matter how you look at it.

Ma Zechao noticed the contemptuous looks from all around and didn't want to stand with them anymore. What a fool! Didn't they notice that Brother Han was about to come over, but when they pulled up the banner, he didn't come over?

When the time for the fifth level exam came, everyone who had made it to the last level was led into an empty room.

A middle-aged instructor came out to explain the rules of the fifth level.

"The rules of this level are very simple. Use the magic weapon you refined in the fourth level to fight against the people from the academy. If you can last for ten minutes, you will pass the level, but it is just a passing grade. If you can defeat your opponent, the overall score will be higher."

There was an uproar in the crowd. There had never been such a test before. A classmate immediately raised his hand.

"Teacher, aren't we weapon masters? Why do we need to test this?"

The middle-aged mentor had a cold expression, "What's wrong with weapon masters? Weapon masters don't have to fight, right? Go to the disaster area someday and see if those monsters will not fight you just because you are weapon masters."

The classmate blushed and shrank back into the crowd.

"Okay, don't waste time. Those whose names are called, please step out and take your magic weapons." The middle-aged mentor began to call out names, ten people at a time.

Ten people will enter the room in turn. There is a man in black waiting for them in the room. He is their opponent.

Before entering the room, there was a table at the door, and on the table was the magic weapon they had refined in the fourth stage.

Some people looked worried. Although they had passed the fourth level, the quality of their magic weapons was really not that good.

The difference between having magical instruments and not having them is actually not that big.

But what can I do? This is the magic weapon I made myself, and it is also part of my strength. Who dares to say it is unfair?

After ten people enter the room, there are ten screens outside broadcasting the battle situation inside.

Gao Han was not in the first batch. He noticed that the middle-aged tutor called students by their student numbers, and his number was at the back.

The strength of the men in black is comparable, and the gap between them is not too big.

In the past, due to personnel reasons, the school assigned students opponents with a large gap in talent, thinking that as long as it was controlled within a certain degree, it would be fine. Later, due to excessive controversy, the rules were changed.

Among the first group was Wei Kaiyang. He was lucky enough to reach the last level. However, because the quality of the magic weapon he refined in the fourth level was not very good and the spiritual light was too low, he was defeated before ten minutes.

After this round, only one student barely passed, and that student was Shen Xiaojie.

When Shen Xiaojie came out, his face was a little pale, but he had a bright smile on his face. He also smiled at Gao Han, but Gao Han ignored him and he didn't care.

The second group of students were soon called up, and two of them passed the test after ten minutes, as if to maintain a certain formation. The third and fourth groups had three and four students pass the test respectively, and one person persisted for fifteen minutes before being defeated. The result was already very good, but so far, no one has defeated the man in black.

Finally it was Yuan Zhe's turn. As the top first-year student in the Equipment Refining Academy, his every move attracted much attention.

In this exam, if Gao Han hadn't suddenly refined a quasi-spiritual weapon, he would have been the first in the fourth level.

Yuan Zhe took away his magic weapon, looked puzzled, and walked into one of the rooms without showing much joy.

People outside are watching his every move, and the new policy issued this year is to see if he can become the first weapon master to defeat the man in black.

"Do you think Yuan Zhe can defeat the man in black?"

"I think it's possible. Although there was no such level last semester, Yuan Zhe's ability should not be underestimated."

"Yuan Zhe's strength lies in refining equipment, but we don't know how he is in actual combat. I think there is still a big difference."

"I don't know what the situation is with his magic weapon, it should be a high-level magic weapon."

"It must be a high-level magic weapon. The key is to look at the talisman file. If the talisman file is too low, no matter how good the high-level magic weapon is, it will be useless."

"You'll know after watching the game."

Everyone was whispering.

When the level started, Yuan Zhe on the screen immediately distanced himself from the men in black. Having seen the strength of the previous groups of men in black, he already had a rough understanding of their strength. However, each man in black had a different fighting style, but keeping a distance was indeed the best approach.

For the students of the Equipment Refining Academy, the school selects mostly black-clad men with melee combat style. Only in this way can the students' potential be better tested instead of letting them rely solely on magic weapons.

The man in black was indeed trying to close the distance between the two of them. Yuan Zhe was looking for an opportunity to attack while keeping an eye on the distance between them.

Most of the time, a real battle will be over in less than ten minutes, so when passing a level, the first thing to consider is to delay time.

This was what he was thinking most of the time, but Yuan Zhe did the opposite and took the initiative to attack. His ambition was obvious: he wanted to defeat the man in black.

Dazzling flames flashed across the screen from time to time. Yuan Zhe chose fire attack, which is the best attack weapon. With the addition of magic weapons, the power is doubled. The holes left on the wall speak for themselves.

"His superior magic weapon should have a superior talisman file. The power of this flame definitely is."

"Comparing yourself to others will only make you angry. There are not many people in the Equipment Refining Academy who can achieve the high-level talisman file. He is indeed a genius cultivated by the Yuan family."

Two people were talking in low voices next to Gao Han.

The man in black showed great physical skills, and it seemed that he was an opponent specially assigned by the school to target Yuan Zhe's weaknesses. The two men were in a stalemate for a long time, and neither could do anything to the other. Soon ten minutes were up, but neither of them stopped.

After all, he was a leapfrog opponent, and Yuan Zhe was a weapon master, not a true combat-type spirit refiner. Even though the magic weapon in his hand was of higher quality, he was eventually defeated after a stalemate of more than twenty minutes.

After coming out, Yuan Zhe had a gloomy face and seemed very dissatisfied with the result. Everyone felt that he set too high standards for himself.

"Geniuses demand so much of themselves, no wonder we can't compare to him."

After the school staff cleaned up the scene, the middle-aged instructor said nothing and continued to select the next batch according to the regulations. Gao Han's name was on the list.

Everyone's eyes suddenly changed.

高寒和袁哲的事情，如今可以说无人不知，现在不论哪一个发生点什么事，大家都会不由自主的拿两人比较，现在也一样。

袁哲能够坚持二十多分钟才落败，如果高寒坚持不了这么久，那就说明他的实力没有袁哲强，不管前面他的成绩是不是超过袁哲，在大家眼里，他就是比袁哲弱，毕竟这是实战，所以这一关对谁是一年级炼器学院第一人，至关重要。

高寒神色不变地站出来，似没有察觉到大家的目光。

中年导师突然看了他一眼。

这一变化不是很明显，只有少数几个人捕捉到了，这些人里就有袁哲。

袁哲脸色微沉，虽然可能不代表什么，但是在这之前，这位中年导师可未对哪个学生露出过异样的表情。

高寒从盒子里取出法器，是他炼制的那一件。

就在他拿出的那一瞬，不知感应到什么，袁哲脸色骤然一变，眼睛死死的盯着高寒的法器，眼角甚至漫出几缕血丝，直到高寒进入房间，也没有移开视线。

“阿哲，你怎么了？”魏开阳看到他的眼睛，吓了一跳。

袁哲没有说话，面色除了阴沉，还有一丝凝重，“我怀疑，高寒的法器，可能是准灵器。”

魏开阳倒吸一口冷气，“怎么可能，他能炼制出上级法器已经不错了，准灵器绝对不可能，再说你怎么知道他炼制的就一定是准灵器，隔那么远，说不定你看错了。”

“还不能确定，但是直觉告诉我，那极可能是准灵器。”袁哲本以为可以把高寒看成一个对手，现在发现，对手这个词或许还是低估了他。

“我不信他真的炼出准灵器，他进房间了，马上就可以知道结果。”魏开阳咬着牙，盯着高寒那一面屏幕。

高寒进入房间，就感觉到他面前的黑衣人不简单，身上的气息似乎比其他人还要厚重几分。

学校果然是根据学生的情况，安排的对手吗？

这一点他倒是冤枉学校了，黑衣人的实力是相当的，只不过不同的黑衣人，修炼的侧重点不一样，他这个对手，实战能力相对强些。

门一关，黑衣人就动了。

高寒以为他要冲过来，神经已经戒备到顶点，黑衣人却拉开了两人的距离，令他露出一点错愕的表情。

这个黑衣人，难不成知道他的近战能力也不弱？

他忽然想起自己两次与法器学院的人比赛，当时就展现出强劲的近战能力，如果对方听说过这件事，拉开距离倒是最好的做法。

这一幕落在外面的人眼里，却不太正常，因为大家都知道，黑衣人通常会选择近战，主动拉开距离的，基本是学生。

“这不公平，这个黑衣人为什么要拉开距离，他难道没看到高寒手里有法器吗？”

“就是啊，法器多是远距离攻击，他不是主动把优势送到高寒手里嘛。”

有学生发出不满的声音。

“安静！”中年导师严厉的声音骤然响起，凌利的目光扫过刚刚说话的几个学生，“你们若有本事，就像他一样，让自己的对手主动拉开距离。”

有本事，他们能有什么本事，就是黑衣人不拉开距离，他们也赢不了。

学生白着脸安静下去。

高寒在那小小的诧异后，迅速调整过来，对手想必还不知道他手上是一件准灵器，否则就不会选择拉开距离，而是抢攻，正好拿他试试准灵器的威力。

一条蛇形火焰带着炽热无比的温度，凭空而出，朝黑衣人咆哮而去。

烈焰下方，黑衣人嘴角抽搐起来，是谁说此人近战实力很强，这特么远攻也不弱好吗。

蛇形火焰带来的压迫感，很像是准灵器，这要是硬碰硬，不褪掉一层皮才怪。

黑衣人不敢正面硬抗，不过这里的空间有限，他躲开后，还是沾到火焰，灼热的温度，哪怕迅速的扑灭，裸露出来的皮肤已经起了一个大水泡。

高寒乘胜追击，火龙，天火星辰，冰河斩等等灵术，借由准灵器，不要命的往下砸。

房间狼籍一片，比袁哲那场有过之无不及，这场结束后，这个房间怕是也不能用了。

黑衣人虽有反击，但是每次都被一片水幕挡住，等攻击穿过水幕，高寒已经移开，攻击自然落空了。

再这样下去，没等准灵器的符咒失效，他就要先交代在这里了。

黑衣人可不想输给一个一年级学生，既然远攻不行，那就只有——近战！

黑衣人眸中闪过冷酷的厉色，骤然变向，朝高寒突袭而去。

高寒等的就是这一刻，他知道黑衣人不会坐以待毙，所以一定会改选近战，他也想试试，这个世界的强者近战实力如何，手里的准灵器突然收起来。

外面观战的一群人齐齐愣住了，作为一名器师，而且他马上就要赢了，为什么突然收起法器？

很多人还不知道高寒炼出来的是准灵器，到现在还以为是上级法器。

意外的不止他们，还有黑衣人，他以为高寒会阻止他靠近，没想到这么有胆色，不禁大笑一声，“好，来一战！”

一声巨响，两股肉搏的力量狠狠的撞在一起。

他们打得越激烈，就映衬得袁哲的脸色越难看，尽管两人没有正面交过手，他却很清楚，自己做不到高寒这样。