Blacksmith: You Are Making Mjolnir For The Forging Exam?

Chapter 83 Wei Jiaming Returns To The Assessment Platform!

According to the current rules, as long as he defeated enough people in this test, his score would definitely be higher than that d*mned Wu Mo!

He held a brand-new silver spear and walked proudly onto the assessment platform.

Speaking of which, it was all thanks to Wu Mo that he managed to refine a brand-new piece in such a short period of time.

During those few days of being bedridden while recuperating, he had been bored to death. So, he had read the ancient books that his family owned. Coincidentally, he gained some insights and improved his forging strength quite a bit.

Although the long spear had only been refined for four days, he had poured a lot of effort into it, which included its magic array and fusion of materials. He did everything single-handedly.

In the end, he successfully raised the long spear to Premium grade!

He also regained his confidence since he had personally forged a piece of Premium-grade equipment!

Holding the long spear in one hand, he quickly walked up to the stage.

He enjoyed everyone's attention.

At that moment, another thin young man walked up to the assessment platform.

He was Wei Jiaming's opponent, Deng Li!

Deng Li's skin was a little dark, but his eyes were full of tenacity. He did not cower just because his opponent was ranked higher.

He held a pair of silver mandarin duck blades in his hands. The weapons were like two crisscrossing scimitars, and the arcs on the outside flickered with a sharp edge.

Aside from the center where he grasped the weapons, everything was made of pure iron. Not only was their structure solid, but their offensive power was also great.

They basically encompassed both offensive and defensive aspects.

However, weapons like the mandarin duck blades were rare. Martial artists also used less of them.

Currently, only certain second- or third-rate aristocratic families still produced such tomahawk-type weapons.

Although they were small in number, their power was not ordinary.

Wei Jiaming looked at the weapons in Deng Li's hand and raised his brows slightly. "Hehe, how unorthodox!"

He swung the long spear in his hand and immediately assumed an offensive stance.

Deng Li seemed to be very confident in the silver mandarin duck blades' defensive power. He did not express any intention to fight for the right to take the lead in attacking. Instead, he crossed his hands and placed the silver mandarin duck blades in front of his chest, taking a defensive stance.

Seeing that both of them were ready, the assistant immediately announced the start of their duel.

At that moment, Wei Jiaming revealed the trace of a smile. He could no longer wait. He wanted to immediately use his long spear to clear the obstacles in front of him and become the most outstanding student!

"Hiss..."

Wei Jiaming took a deep breath. Following that, his wrist shook and the tip of the spear was aimed at the silver mandarin duck blades on Deng Li's chest. Following that, he stomped his right leg fiercely on the ground.

A cold light first arrived, and then the spear shot out like a dragon!

The long spear instantly passed through the resistance in the air and struck the crossed mandarin duck blades.

Vibrating spirit energy spread out, followed closely by the sound of fine iron clashing against each other.

In an instant, Deng Li felt a terrifying force being released from his silver blades. His expression changed slightly, and he flew back like a bird with broken wings.

When the assistant at the side saw the situation, he executed a technique to pull Deng Li back so that he would not suffer any injuries.

Deng Li's face was deathly pale. He felt his hands go numb, and his chest hurt so much that he could not breathe.

Right then, he looked at his silver blades again. The blades, which were made of fine steel, had caved in by half an inch at this point. They were not far from turning into scrap metal.

Seeing this, he suddenly raised his head to look at his opponent, fear filling his heart even more.

If his opponent's strength had been a third stronger, the sharp spear would have probably pierced through his defense and his chest!

"Wei Jiaming wins. Three points!"

Hearing the assistant announce the result, the corners of Wei Jiaming's mouth curled up slightly. He subconsciously looked down the stage and quickly spotted Wu Mo in the crowd.

Wu Mo was standing at the side and staring calmly at Wei Jiaming who was on the stage. He was not surprised by Wei Jiaming's appearance.

"Just you wait! In a while, your end will be worse than anyone else's."

Wei Jiaming stretched out his hand and gave Wu mo a thumbs-up. The meaning of his action was self-evident!

Facing Wei Jiaming's provocation, Wu Mo's expression remained unchanged.

He just smiled faintly and did not pay his former defeated opponent much mind.

Over in the judge's seat, the old principal had seen how outstanding Wei Jiaming's spear technique was. The offensive nature of his weapon was obvious to everyone, and he could be considered a good student.

The principal nodded slightly, feeling rather satisfied in his heart.

Meanwhile, the mayor next to him was completely focused on seeing how he would test Wu Mo. The mayor did not care about Wei Jiaming at all.

"Wei Jiaming, do you wish to remain on the assessment stage and continue challenging the next contestant?" the assistant dressed in formal attire nodded slightly and asked as per usual.

"Since I'm already up here, there's no reason to go down. I, Wei Jiaming, only wish to defeat others!"

He held the spear in one hand and swept the tip of the spear across the ground, giving off a valiant aura as he spoke fearlessly.

"Good. If you can defeat the other students in succession, your score will also rise. The maximum score is 15 points!"

The assistant explained the rules once more. A moment later, the red number balls on the big screen jumped again and stopped after a few breaths. A numbered ball with "18" written on it rolled down.

No. 4, Wei Jiaming, VS No. 18, Lin Sheng!

After he confirmed who his opponent was, Lin Sheng immediately walked up to the assessment platform in three steps and looked at Wei Jiaming cautiously.

Wei Jiaming's previous performance had been excellent. His silver spear had almost pierced through the silver blades. Such strength was enough to make all his opponents shudder.

However, Lin Sheng's strength was not low either. He was ranked 18th among the less than 100 students left. His project was called the Phoenix-headed Ax, and it was inlaid with gemstones.

The ax body was about 30 cm long, and the blade was more than 10 cm long. It glinted with a cold light, and there was an array carved on it.

Its whole body emitted a thick dark blue color as if it was only one step away from being a Premium-grade weapon.

Lin Sheng held his Phoenix-headed Ax tightly. While he had been adjusting his breathing, he had constantly observed his opponent's attack patterns and habits, hoping to win with one strike.

However, Wei Jiaming did not see him as a threat. Although the ax was good for cutting, the weapon was only a Rare-grade weapon, so it could not cause any substantial damage to his spear.

As long as he could easily parry, he would block his opponent's attack for sure.

Therefore, this time, Wei Jiaming had no interest in making the first move. Instead, he let his opponent attack first.

He wanted to let everyone know that the product that he, Wei Jiaming, had refined not only possessed excellent offensive power but also strong defense!

Very soon, his second offensive power test began.

Lin Sheng, who was holding the Phoenix-headed Ax, widened his eyes. He mustered all the strength in his body and activated the Phoenix-headed Ax's effect at the same time. Then, he immediately slashed at his opponent's spear.

In terms of attack power, Lin Sheng was indeed inferior to Wei Jiaming. However, the Phoenix-headed Ax's power was not inferior to that of other weapons.

Moreover, the weapon forged by Lin Sheng had an additional effect that could destroy other equipment.

If this slash were to land, his opponent's spear would most likely be cut in half!

"Ha!" he roared angrily.

His legs were firmly planted on the assessment platform like tree roots as he twisted his body and swung his right arm. All the strength in his body went from the tip of his feet to his arm.