Versatile Mage: Invincible from the Fire of Disaster

Chapter 114 The Forbidden Spell Master's Killing Intention

"Well, it should be about time."

Lin Ming gently controlled the flames to condense a magic circle on the armor.

Several magic arrays instantly merged into the magic armor!
After thinking for a while, Lin Ming refined the remaining dark attribute materials into liquid and quietly applied it on the dark red pattern he had carved.

"Well, you can't tell that this way."

Lin Ming nodded, and then a crimson flame suddenly erupted. The dark attribute material instantly merged into the outer layer of the armor, turning into a black coating.

The forging of dark attribute armor magic tool is completed!
After putting away the armor and magic tools, Lin Ming slowly walked out of the forge.

There should be the top eight at this level. It's impossible that all the contestants are commander-level blacksmiths, right?
In fact, Lin Ming felt that the difficulty this time was a bit too great. He was also familiar with the questions in previous years. The second round was basically about forging slave-level magic tools. God knows why the difficulty would increase so much this year!

Using materials with incompatible properties to forge magical tools is difficult to achieve even for a commander-level blacksmith without special techniques!

In Lin Ming's opinion, it might not be possible to gather eight people to enter the finals of this competition.

But as soon as he went out, he was a little dumbfounded.

"six people?"

Six people had arrived earlier than him, and each of them had already reached the center of the stadium and handed their armor to the referee.

And there were indeed six pieces of armor and magic tools placed in front of the referee.

"Are there really so many commander-level forging masters? That's not right! Is the forging world so powerful now?"

Lin Ming's eyes widened in disbelief.

Among the six people in front of the referee, four were young people not much different in age from him, and there were two middle-aged men who looked to be in their thirties.

In the forging world, anyone who can become a commanding-level forging master before the age of fifty is considered a genius. I didn’t expect there are so many geniuses this year!

So this year the difficulty has increased because the players’ abilities have improved a lot?
Lin Ming walked slowly towards the center with some doubt.

In the center of the stadium, four high-ranking members of the Blacksmith Association sat together, observing these armor magic tools.

"That's really good. I hope you can improve further by the time you get to the World Championships. That way you should be able to get a good ranking. Of course, there's no need to rush. At your age, you can still participate in the next World Championship."

Howard looked at the magic armor forged by Fei Yulin, stroked his beard, nodded and smiled.

"Eighty percent clearance is just right. Going any further would make the armor more fragile, which is good. However, it would be even better if you could add the Shadow Demon Core as a secondary material."

Zhan Xingtian took a look, gave appropriate praise, and then offered some suggestions.

The Shadow Demon is a branch demon belonging to the bottom level of the Shadow Clan. It possesses the Shadow Clan's ability to transform into shadows, and its core is a very good shadow forging material.

"Shadow Demon Core."

Fei Yulin lowered his head, frowned slightly and began to think about the intention of joining the Shadow Clan Core.

Seeing Fei Yulin start to think, Zhan Xingtian didn't say much, but turned to look at the magic tool forged by the next person.

The next piece of magic equipment is a poison-type armor magic equipment.

The forging was completed to a very high degree, with only 30% of the elements left, and the armor magic tool was forged without any surprises.

The forger of this magic tool is Qing Ming, the relatively silent boy in the trio.

"Well done, Qingming."

Howard, as his master, praised.

Qing Ming lowered his head, his slightly long hair covering his eyes, and he lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"You added the black water python's teeth?"

Zhan Xingtian looked at him with some surprise.

Qingming nodded.

"The fangs of a black water python are the essence of the python, but they are mostly water elements, with very little poison. Well, it seems that the scales you originally obtained were water-attributed. Using the small amount of poison and the majority of water elements in the black water python to stabilize the structure of the heart-protecting scales? A good choice."

Zhan Xingtian smiled and praised.

“Thank you for the compliment!”

Qing Ming said gratefully with joy in his eyes.

The next piece of armor was also of dark attribute, and was completed quite well, with a clearance of 79%, just one step away from the perfect clearance of 80%.

"Are you proud?"

Zhan Xingtian looked coldly at Xing Jianle, who was smiling, and the expression on his face gradually disappeared.

He gently pointed at the magic armor forged by Fei Yulin and said in a cold voice.

"The magic tools he forged are of a perfect level, and he's still thinking about how to make it better. What are you so proud of?"

The expression on Xing Jianle's face also disappeared. He glanced at Fei Yulin and muttered softly:

"I'm only as old as he is. I can be his age too."

Unexpectedly, when Zhan Xingtian heard this, he not only did not praise but spoke coldly.

"Seventy-nine percent. You should know why you can't reach the remaining one percent. Go back and refine 30,000 pieces of refined iron."

Xing Jianle pursed his lips, didn't dare to resist, just responded and slowly walked to the side.

"President, why bother? Jian Le has done a good job." While no one else came out, Lu Qian shook her head and fought against Xing Tiandao.

In her opinion, it was quite good that Xing Jianle had such a high level of forging skills at his age.

"Oh, if this is his limit, I definitely wouldn't say that. I'd even praise him." Zhan Xingtian sneered and looked at Xing Jianle who was sitting in the waiting area. "He is a natural born spirit. His talent in fire control and forging is even higher than mine. He has every chance of reaching my level, or even higher!"

"But what's the result? I've been teaching him since he awakened, and now he's only a War General-level blacksmith! He was born with a spirit seed, and no one can match him in the War General-level realm! But what's the result? His progress is even slower than mine!"

Zhan Xingtian shook his head. He didn't want to say anything more. He was really disappointed with his disciple.

He is a genius, but that is relative to an ordinary person. He clearly has the talent to stand at the top of the world, but because of his pride and complacency, he becomes an ordinary person!

Lu Qian didn't say anything else. This was a matter between them as master and disciple, so she didn't want to say much.

But at this moment, Lin Ming came out of the forging house and walked in front of several judges with his magic tools.

"Why is the atmosphere in the referee's booth so weird?"

The six blacksmiths have all arrived at the waiting area, and it seems that it is about the same time for them to come out.

Now only Lin Ming is facing four referees.

Among the four referees, two did not dare to speak because of Zhan Xingtian's angry attitude, while Lu Qian kept staring at Lin Ming as if she was looking at some rare treasure.

But the next moment, Lin Ming felt a chill all over his body, as if he was being stared at by some ferocious beast.

He looked up at the four judges and found that the forbidden spell mage sitting in the middle was looking at him coldly.

He even saw a hint of murderous intent in the eyes of this forbidden spell wizard!
"No! I didn't offend him! Weren't we all pretty normal the last time we met?"

It felt like there was a little man running around in Lin Ming's heart, and another little man in his mind was searching through his memories.

"No, I have never offended him. I have only met his disciples a few times."

But soon, he found that the oppressive feeling that enveloped his whole body disappeared, and the eyes of the president of the Blacksmith Association and the Forbidden Spell Master in the middle also became normal, looking at Lin Ming as if he were looking at an ordinary contestant.

"What are you standing there for? Where are the magic tools?"

Zhan Xingtian said coldly.

"Alright, why are you so loud? You must be Lin Ming, right? Give me your magic tools. I'll judge them so we can rank them."

Lu Qian looked at Lin Ming, the smile on her face like the first rays of the sun melting the ice and snow.

Upon hearing this, Lin Ming immediately placed the armor in front of several judges and stood aside.

It's just closer to Lu Qian.

Although he didn't know how he had offended the Forbidden Spell Master, it was obvious that this big guy seemed to be closer to him.

"Eighty percent clearance, almost perfect."

Lucy nodded and smiled.

Judging from the magic tools, it is almost certain that this little guy is Shang Mo's disciple. She will not be mistaken about this forging technique!
Zhan Xingtian looked at the armored magic tool, kept looking at it, and kept looking at it coldly.

It seemed as if this piece of armor brought back some bad memories.

"Won't the president give some comments?"

Lu Qian looked at Zhan Xingtian and smiled.

Everyone has commented, why don’t you comment here?

Zhan Xingtian glanced at Lu Qian coldly, then looked up at Lin Ming.

"Go wait over there."

No more words were said.

"Yes."

Lin Ming nodded and immediately ran to the waiting area.

In front of several big guys, Lin Ming didn't even dare to curse in his heart. God knows if there were any psychic ones among them.

But when he reached the waiting area, he couldn't help but curse in his mind.

"No, I didn't offend you, did I? Look how unhappy I am!"

Lin Ming shook his head, threw away the dissatisfaction in his heart, and sat quietly in his seat waiting for the result.

What's the point of being dissatisfied? Can he still defeat the forbidden spell?
Soon, two more blacksmiths came out, and it seemed that they had also succeeded in forging the iron.

A few hours later, the time was up.

Excluding those who failed due to forging problems, the rest were those who failed to forge magic tools within the specified time, and they naturally lost their qualifications.

Now it's time to decide the rankings.

Logically speaking, there aren't many people who have successfully forged it, only nine, and only eight of them need to be selected to proceed to the next round.

But there was some dispute among the four judges.

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