Versatile Mage: Invincible from the Fire of Disaster

Chapter 113: Patterns drawn on the armor

In the forging room No. 78, Lin Ming's body trembled slightly, and the scales in front of him that were clearing the elements almost had problems.

"No, why do I suddenly feel like I'm being watched?"

Lin Ming shook his head, the crimson fire of suffering in his hand burned on the scales, and the forging hammer in his hand gently struck various positions of the scales.

This is one of the unique skills of the Fire Forging lineage, the Replacement Hammer Fire Technique.

This is the name Lin Ming chose himself, because his master did not mention the name when teaching him the technique.

By striking the shell-scale material, the flames can penetrate it, thus using the fire element to replace other elements in the material.

In this way, this light-type scale can be transformed into fire-type material.

There is no strong opposition between the Fire and Shadow elements, so they do not need to be completely eliminated like the Light element. Only 80% of them are needed.

As for clearing 100%.
It's impossible, at least it's impossible for the giant skull lizard's heart scales. Thirty percent of the giant skull lizard's heart scales are made up of elements. If they are completely removed, the material will probably be wasted.

Elemental covering can affect the internal structure of magic tools to a certain extent, thereby strengthening the hardness of the magic tools themselves by weakening the special effects of the magic tools. This method is more commonly used on shield magic tools, and almost no one uses it on armor magic tools.

But it is extremely difficult to completely eliminate it.

After a long period of replacement and beating the fire, Lin Ming looked at the scales in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then it'll be easy."

"Sure enough, Shang Mo, Shang Mo, you have accepted a good disciple!"

A hint of coldness flashed in Zhan Xingtian's eyes, and he looked at Lin Ming and said softly.

But now, Zhan Xingtian was not the only one staring at Lin Ming, there was another person who was also staring at him blankly.

After hearing Zhan Xingtian's words, Lu Qian suddenly turned her head and looked at Zhan Xingtian.

"President, there's no need to involve the younger generation in the affairs of our generation."

"Humph!"

Zhan Xingtian glanced at her coldly and snorted.

"I wouldn't bother a junior like that!"

But the look he gave Lin Ming gradually became somewhat unfriendly.

He quietly watched Lin Ming transform the light-type scales into fire-type scales, shook his head and said coldly

"Mortal wisdom!"

At this moment, Huo Hua and Ni Zhi shuddered when they felt the chill from Zhan Xingtian. They didn't dare to speak, but just looked at each other, their eyes conveying information.

"So this Li Nan is Shang Mo's disciple?"

"should be."

"What do you say?"

"Look at the president, I don't dare to move."

"I don't dare either."

The two elderly men were like little children at this moment, and only dared to look at each other.

There was a look of joy on Lu Qian's face, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she looked at Lin Ming as if she saw hope.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and she reached into the space and slowly took out a box of rouge.

"I have to leave a good impression on the child."

The forgers under the Blacksmith Association were not aware of the behavior of the top brass, but in fact they did not have the time to find out. Most of the blacksmiths seemed a little overwhelmed when faced with this issue.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came from a forging room.

The middle-aged blacksmith, who was originally full of confidence, looked at the cracks on the armor with some horror.

He subconsciously took two steps back, trembling with disbelief.

It was this action that made him lose his last chance to make amends.

The crack that was originally only one spread forward like a moving python, and then spread in all directions like tributaries of a river.

In an instant, the entire armor was covered with cracks!
"bump!"

The armor shattered instantly, and countless crimson fragments splashed around the forge! The first eliminated person appeared.

The failure in forging the magic tool resulted in the magic tool being shattered, and he has lost the qualification to continue the competition.

The middle-aged blacksmith slumped on the ground, his eyes dull.

He was one of the first few to finish in the last round of auditions, and his forging skills were considered excellent among the contestants.

But this time he was too impatient and failed to remove all the elements from the materials, and ultimately had to leave with regret.

However, the forging room was independent, and his failure did not affect others, or it could not affect others, because most of the contestants were just slave-level forgers or forgers who had just entered the rank of general. They could not even understand the blueprints, let alone start forging.

Of course, there are also skilled blacksmiths who can successfully forge.

A turquoise flame burned in Forge No. 5, and the terrifying heat evaporated the sweat of the bronze-skinned young blacksmith.

Xing Jianle was panting, and the hammer in his hand kept hitting the unformed earth-gray scales with flames.

Materials with different properties are integrated into the scales, gradually covering the earth elements on the scales.

There was joy in Xing Jianle's eyes and he was overjoyed.

Although it was a bit difficult, it was successful!
He is the champion of this session!

In the forge No. 17 not far away, a pale golden flame burned slowly.

Fei Yulin frowned tightly, and flames burned on his scales.

It is more like the prototype of armor than scales, and it already has the vague appearance of armor.

"As expected of a commander-level blacksmith, dealing with this kind of problem is indeed much easier."

In the sky, Huo Tuo stroked his beard and nodded.

"What a shame! It seems not many people can complete the forging this time."

He looked around and shook his head, then chuckled.

"Maybe after this round of competition we can rank them."

But the next moment, he suddenly felt something hard rubbing against his waist.

Looking down, I found it was Ni Zhi's crutch.

Ni Zhi stepped on Yu Yao's body, and the crutch in his hand stretched several meters and directly poked his waist.

After seeing him looking at him, Ni Zhi gently tapped his crutch, and the crutch was quickly retracted. It seemed that this crutch was also a summoned beast.

Then Ni Zhi coughed lightly, without saying anything, just looked in one direction silently.

Howard was a little confused. He followed her gaze and found that Zhan Xingtian had an ugly face.

Following Zhan Xingtian's gaze, I found that he was looking at Forge No. 78.

In the forging room No. 78, the crimson flames were burning the heart scales of the giant skull lizard. However, not only had 80% of the fire elements in the heart scales been cleared, but the prototype of the armor magic tool had also been roughly revealed.

What's even more outrageous is that this guy's control over fire is terrifyingly strong, as if the crimson flame in his hands was innate, and he can even forge magic tools without a single flaw!

Even my own handling of this general-level material couldn't be better!
What's more, the scales he used were incompatible with magic tools, which made the difficulty even higher!
If the ranking is really determined based on this round of competition, this little guy will most likely be first!
No wonder the president looks so unhappy.

Howard shook his head and decided to keep quiet.

As a result, Zhan Xingtian snorted coldly, waved his hand and looked at the other blacksmiths.

"Humph! You don't even have the most basic respect for forging!"

Howard was stunned and looked carefully at the forge No. 78. He found that Lin Ming's mouth was moving, as if he was singing?

In the forging room No. 78, Lin Ming controlled the flames and slowly shaped the magic tool with the forging hammer in his hand.

However, the speed of shaping was much slower than his usual forging of magic tools. Just like the first round, he didn't want to go out too quickly.

During this slow shaping process, Lin Ming used flames to slowly outline traces of patterns on the armor. It was useless, just beautiful.

On the originally pitch-black armor, dark red patterns appeared, which could not be seen at all if you didn't look carefully.

Lin Ming looked at this magic tool, and his mood gradually improved. He couldn't help but hummed softly.

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white, and the brushstrokes become thicker and lighter."

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