Versatile Mage: Invincible from the Fire of Disaster

Chapter 110 Auditions
The night wind blew past the window.

Lin Ming had a few simple midnight snacks and leaned against the window to look at the night scene of Corning City.

"Forbidden curse."

Lin Ming murmured.

Gradually his eyes became firm.

He wanted to live freely, without any obstacles in the world, and live a casual life.

He wants to break through to the forbidden spell, he wants to become the most powerful person!
But at this time, the phone rang.

Lin Ming picked up his phone and saw that it was from the organizer of the forging conference.

When registering for the auditions, you need to fill in your contact information, and Lin Ming filled in his mobile phone number.

I picked up the phone and there was a mechanical voice on the other end.

"Hello, the test questions for tomorrow's preliminaries have been announced. They involve the preliminary refining of demonic materials. Please prepare yourself."

With just one simple sentence, the phone was hung up.

So the test questions will be announced the night before?
Lin Ming thought with some surprise.

He had researched the Blacksmith Competition, but had never heard of the questions being revealed in advance.

However, there is no problem in refining as long as the materials are not monarch-level.

I don't think they can refine monarch-level materials.

Without thinking too much, Lin Ming lay down on the bed and began to rest.

For him, refining materials is a very basic thing, but it is not the case for others.

That night, countless blacksmiths participating in the auditions began to carefully prepare for the auditions. Some people thought about what kind of demon materials would require what kind of refining methods, and some began to speculate about what kind of demon materials would appear in the competition.

The next morning, Lin Ming got up early and prepared to go to the audition.

The auditions are held at the Corning Sports Center, about five or six minutes away from the hotel.

Arriving at the scene, Lin Ming took a rough look and saw that there were about two hundred contestants, but most of them were beginner mages, most likely there to make up the numbers.

To become a champion, one must be at least a general-level blacksmith.

More than 200 contestants stood together on the playground of the gymnasium, and the staff on the field quickly led them to the reserved seats.

Each person has a point, with their feet stepping on a pre-drawn grid. It looks quite simple, and it is hard to imagine that this is the scene of a forging conference.

But at this moment, four mages flew in from the sky, and their powerful aura instantly silenced everyone present.

"I'm Zhan Xingtian, the president of the Chinese Forging Association! I'm also the referee of this Blacksmith Conference."

The leader of the four mages was the forbidden spell mage that Lin Ming had seen yesterday. Behind him was a pair of huge black winged magic tools, shaped like dragon wings, releasing powerful pressure!
It was a monarch-level winged magic tool! Its aura was much stronger than Lin Ming's Changfeng Magic Wings. Even if it wasn't a supreme monarch-level winged magic tool, it was still a great monarch-level one.

"No matter what your reasons for participating in this competition, remember that you are a blacksmith! One of the guardians of human civilization! A blacksmith who forges magical tools for mages to enhance their strength and protect their homeland! Forging is an ancient and sacred craft. It is not just the fusion of iron and fire, but also the tacit understanding of heart and hand. Every hammer, every forging, embodies the hard work and wisdom of the craftsmen! So I hope you can remember to respect the forging!"

Zhan Xingtian looked around, took a deep look at everyone present, and then suddenly waved his hand.
"Now then! The Blacksmith Conference officially begins! Everyone, I hope to see you all again at the Blacksmith Association!"

The next moment, with Zhan Xingtian's wave of his hand, a magic formation rose from the blocks beneath everyone's feet! Powerful earth magic fluctuations emanated from the magic circle!
In an instant, the entire venue was divided into more than two hundred areas, and each person occupied a different position!
In each area, metal plates instantly rose up, directly separating each area into an independent space. Then the magic circle switched, and the space fluctuations were suddenly released in an instant!

A forging hammer! A furnace! A forging table!

Appearing in one space after another!
The originally extremely simple stadium instantly turned into a series of independent forging rooms!

And then a piece of earth-gray scale appeared on everyone's forging table!
"Scales of a lizard-skull monster."

Lin Ming recognized it at a glance. The source of this demonic material was the giant lizard-skulled monster in the deserted city of Jinlin, which was quite close to Corning Town!

The number of these slave-level creatures is quite large. Even if each lizard-skull giant has only one scale to use, it is easy to supply more than 200 people.

After seeing the scales, the contestants' performances varied.

Some are happy, some are worried, it seems that some people have guessed the right answer.

Above the sky, behind Zhan Xingtian, a bent-over old lady was stepping on a huge eagle-like feathered monster and slowly flying forward.

She gently opened her mouth, and the feathered demon under her feet also opened its mouth, and an old voice came directly from the mouth of the eagle-like feathered demon!

"The time limit is twelve hours. The final score will be determined by the combined time and degree of refinement. Those who pass will advance to the next round. The timer starts now!"

As she said the words "Time Start," countless flames ignited from the independent forging room, but this specially made metal partition was able to almost perfectly block the heat from everyone! Preventing it from affecting others!

Of course there are a few exceptions.

The four senior executives of the Forging Association in the sky all looked at the blacksmiths on the ground.

"Xingtian, Little Star's forging skills have improved again."

The old lady riding on the feather demon looked at one of the forging rooms burning with turquoise flames and smiled.

"Hehe, how can we make it to the World Championship with this level?" Zhan Xingtian shook his head and looked at the other mage beside him.

"Qingming has made a lot of progress. It seems that you have taught him well, Howard."

The wizard beside him had six pairs of wind wings behind him, and the graceful wind swirled around him.

"That kid just doesn't like to talk much. It would be much better if he had a personality like Xing Jianle. I'm worried that he might get into trouble."

Howard shook his head.

"Sister Ni Zhi's disciples, on the other hand, seem to have made some progress."

The old lady riding the feather demon shook her head and sighed.
"You don't need to comfort me. This little girl's talent is indeed average, but she is my successor after all. I will pass on all my skills to her. I just hope she can continue to pass them on."

The remaining mage was a woman. Unlike the other three, she did not have any flying equipment on her. She just stood there as if the sky was flat ground.

Although her face has many wrinkles, her posture is upright, and one can vaguely see that she was also a beauty who brought disaster when she was young.

"Have you all found your successors? That's great."

She looked at all the blacksmiths in the field, as if she saw herself when she was younger, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Lu Qian, haven't you found your successor yet?"

Zhan Xingtian looked at her and asked.

Lucy shook her head with a gentle smile on her face.

"You're still waiting for that old guy! Lu Qian, listen to my advice. I don't know where that old guy has gone! He hasn't contacted you in all these years! I think he's probably lying in a coffin now!"

Ni Zhi shook his head and knocked Yu Yao on the head twice with the cane in his hand!

"Forget it, let's not talk about him. President Zhan, what are you looking at?"

Lu Qian quickly changed the subject and looked at Zhan Xingtian.

Because he found Zhan Xingtian looking at a young man they didn't know.

"Tell me, which of you has this disciple that's secretly hidden? He has incredible talent!"

Zhan Xingtian shook his head and pointed to a location below.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed and saw a young man controlling a crimson flame.

In an instant, the eyes of the other three people also lit up.

"This little fellow, although he has been controlling the power of the flame and maintaining it at the spirit seed level, but at our level, we can tell at a glance that he is controlling a soul-level fire seed!"

Ni Zhi smiled.

"Furthermore, the speed and proficiency of this refinement show that his basic skills are quite solid. He is at least a general-level blacksmith. I feel like he is about to reach the commander-level!"

Howard stroked his beard and made a judgment.

"Lost! Such a top talent! It seems that they are not your disciples. Then Lu Qian, is she your disciple?"

Zhan Xingtian laughed.

"Oh? Guild Master, how did you know it was someone who died? Ordinary people might not understand, but at our level, although intermediate methods of controlling soul-level elemental species are rare, they do exist."

Lucy asked, somewhat puzzled.

"The president is a forbidden spell mage. He must have seen something that we can't see."

Howard guessed.

Among the four, only Zhan Xingtian is a forbidden spell mage.

The resources to break through the forbidden spell were extremely scarce, and they had searched for most of their lives but had not found any opportunity to break through.

"Since none of them are your disciples, then we'll see if they are the successors of other old masters! If not, don't try to snatch them from me! I think there's hope for this World Championship!"

Zhan Xingtian did not explain, but instead crossed his arms over his chest and couldn't help laughing again.

Today we are just doing simple refining, but when the competition officially starts, you can tell the master's inheritance through the forging techniques. If it is really a self-taught method, then in this Forging World Championship, even the reincarnation of Odin will have to stand aside!
But at this time, Lin Ming in the independent forging room was constantly speculating in his mind.

"Wouldn't it be too conspicuous to go out now?"

He had finished refining it long ago, but he knew that his refining speed was quite fast, and if he continued at his usual speed, he would definitely be noticed.

He didn't want to attract attention so quickly, so he slowed down his refining speed. Anyway, as long as he passed the auditions, it would be fine.

The score will not affect the outcome of subsequent games.

But this independent forging room cannot see what is happening to others!
What if going out now is still the fastest?
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