Blacksmith: You Are Making Mjolnir For The Forging Exam? Chapter 85 Still Advertising, Come And Receive Your Death!

Their gazes t. Even though they were more than 10 ters apart, they could still feel the other's killing intent.

"I hope that brat, Wu Mo, has a way to deal with this. We're only invited spectators, and we have no right to interfere with their battle."

The tenth elder looked at the slender figure on the stage and sighed.

As he spoke, he fixed his eyes on the assessnt stage again.

At that mont, the assistant dressed in formal attire saw how silent the students were and how sharply opposed to each other they were. He was ready to begin.

However, right then, an ice-cold voice interrupted him as he prepared to speak.

"Wait a mont!"

The crowd was already prepared, but the sudden voice stopped the duel. The people imdiately turned their heads and realized that the person who had spoken was a teacher amongst the jury.

The teacher was around sixty years old. His hair was a little sparse, but his spirit was hale and hearty.

Seeing everyone's puzzled gazes, he promptly stood up. Then, he cupped his hands with a serious expression and spoke to the principal who was sitting in the judge's seat.

"Mr. Principal, I request to change the rules of this test. Since these two students are similar in strength, if they only attack each other once, it's likely that the winner will not be determined. Therefore, I request to change this single-strike test to actual combat!"

The elder teacher's tone was calm, but it carried a sonorous attitude.

Be that as it may, the students below the stage did not find his actions appropriate. They were all taking the test together, so why could those two fellows have different rules?

Besides, the rules proposed by the teacher were not fair to Wu Mo.

After all, there was an old saying that went, "An inch long is an inch stronger, an inch short is an inch more danger."

The long spear in Wei Jiaming's hand had a large range of attack, while Wu Mo's silver hamr could not even reach a ter away. If they engaged in an actual battle, Wu Mo would probably be stabbed by Wei Jiaming before he could even swing his hamr.

Under such rules, Wei Jiaming had the absolute advantage. It was extrely unfair, and they would deviate from the design assessnt's purpose.

Thus, many people felt that the principal would not agree to such a request.

"Approved! These two students are not shabby in terms of strength. If we followed the current rules, it would indeed be impossible to determine the victor."

The principal smiled as he responded and looked at the elderly teacher with a gentle expression.

The principal's words caused those who were certain that Wu Mo would not pass to be dumbfounded.

"This... What else can he say?"

"It's a slap to the face. I didn't think that he would be able to do such a thing!"

"Did that bullsh*t teacher accept a bribe and side with Wei Jiaming?"

The crowd was engaged in a lively discussion. anwhile, the elderly teacher sat down and did not pay any attention to the doubters around him.

At this point, the assistant had no choice but to follow the principal's instructions and get the two students to stand apart to prepare for the actual battle. At the sa ti, he had to explain the rules and remind them not to injure their opponent severely on purpose.

Wei Jiaming retreated a few ters back with a smile on his face, seemingly eager to battle.

Actually, even before Wu Mo stepped onto the stage, he had already known that their test would turn into full-on combat.

It was not only because the Wei family had prearranged everything, but the teacher who had just raised his opinion was also a distant relative of the Wei family.

Thanks to this sche, Wei Jiaming was able to gain an advantage before the battle.

"Haha, it seems that even the heavens can't sit idly by. If you want to teach you a lesson, wash your neck and await your death!"

Wei Jiaming's lips moved slightly as he spoke to provoke Wu Mo.

"The result is still undecided. Why are you in such a hurry to open the champagne in the middle of the match?"

Wu Mo did not plan to pay attention to Wei Jiaming, but Wei Jiaming was like a dog that could not be shaken off. He disgusted Wu Mo.

At that mont, Wei Jiaming was confident that he had the upper hand and that he would win this battle.

Therefore, he felt that he had to make good use of this mont before the assessnt.

It would be best if the three leaders could engrave his na in their hearts!

With that thought, Wei Jiaming imdiately raised the long spear in his hand confidently and said, "As long as I have the Wind-breaking Spear in my hand, no student can be my opponent. You have to know that this long spear of mine was produced using die forging. The spear's body is extrely hard, and the spear's tip is made of sandstone. It's enough to pierce through all steel!"

Wei Jiaming introduced the power of the spear in his hand endlessly. Seeing the shocked faces among the crowd, he felt extrely satisfied.

"Are you done with your advertisent? Co and accept your death if you're done!"

The corner of Wu Mo's mouth contained a trace of ridicule as he rcilessly exposed the truth.

Wei Jiaming was proudly introducing the functions of his spear, but as soon as Wu Mo spoke, his face turned ashen.

"F*ck, I'll kill you!"

His face turned red, and his heart was filled with fury. He swung the long spear in his hand and tried to stab Wu Mo in the neck.

The sound of wind whistling could be heard. Facing Wei Jiaming's thunderous attack, Wu Mo did not panic in the slightest. He activated his Electrostatic Shield, and in the next mont, the long spear instantly stopped three inches in front of him, unable to go any further.

Looking at the spear tip that trembled nonstop in front of him, Wu Mo sneered and said, "Have you eaten? You don't even have the strength to hit ?"

After he said that, he imdiately rushed toward Wei Jiaming.

The electrostatic energy instantly repelled the long spear, leaving Wei Jiaming wide open!

"Go!"

Wu Mo used his spirit power to directly control Mjolnir. The hamr, which was flashing with golden lightning, quickly dodged Wei Jiaming's attack and shot toward his arm at an extrely high speed.

Wei Jiaming hurriedly raised his spear to block it, but a second later, he heard a series of cracking sounds.

Under Mjolnir's powerful attack, the spear that he had forged did not even last a second. It broke into two pieces from the middle!

Clang! Clang!

The huge force shook Wei Jiaming's hands so much that both of them trembled, and the broken spear body smashed onto the ground.

The spear's steel body shattered, and the entire weapon was completely destroyed!

Seeing that the weapon he had poured his blood into was completely destroyed, Wei Jiaming's pupils shrank, and his heart bled.

Wu Mo raised his hand slightly, and the thunder god's hamr, which had easily broken the spear, flew back in the sa direction and finally returned to his grasp.

All the audience mbers widened their eyes. Everyone knew of Wei Jiaming's strength. He had managed to win eight consecutive rounds in a row, That was enough to prove his strength.

His weapon was also very powerful and tough.

Even the Phoenix-headed Ax, which was almost Premium grade, could not break it. No one expected that in the end, Wu Mo would break the awe-inspiring silver spear!

"Tsk tsk, such a beautiful spear. Breaking it is a real pity. The cost of forging it should be at least a million!"

"How unexpected. I thought that the two of them would be evenly matched. I didn't expect Wei Jiaming's spear to fail in penetrating Wu Mo's defense!"

The crowd was a little surprised by the result. For a mont, many students began to discuss among themselves.

During this ti, Wei Jiaming's hands trembled as he stood on the stage. His expression beca even more ferocious due to his anger.

"Argh... I want you to die!" Wei Jiaming roared furiously.

He lost all rationality and desperately wanted to kill Wu Mo.