Whoosh!......

Long Qingchen stretched out his hand and within the barrier, the Destruction Spear No. 2 immediately stabbed the sword hard.

Wu Mantian snorted coldly, made a slashing action, and the sword headed towards the Spear 2 of Destruction.

when!......

The collision was fierce, and Mars burst out, bursting out with a dazzling light, and a harsh tremor sound!

The Destruction Spear 2 and the Battle Knife were each shaken away, hitting the barrier, causing violent ripples.

The Supreme Genius stared at this scene, wanting to know whose casting skills are better.

"Come again!"

Wu Mantian shouted loudly and made another slash. The sword made a "whimper" sound, like a fierce ghost, slashing towards the Destruction Spear 2 again.

"This is just beginning, why did your sword cry?"

Long Qingchen smiled faintly and slowly drilled his fingers in front of him.

boom!......

The Spear Two of Destruction trembled, bursting out with a brilliant light, and it also pierced out again.

when!......

The sudden collision was still full of Mars!

Dear! Dear! Dear! ...

There is no fancy, just a head-on fight, one blow after another.

The Supreme Genius all maintained the body-protecting immortal power to isolate the harsh sounds so as not to hurt the ear drums.

Click!...

After thousands of collisions, the sound of rupture came.

"Damn it!"

Wu Mantian's face looked ugly because it was his sword that had a rift, but the imitation of the Spear of Destruction was not damaged at all.

Long Qingchen smiled, "If you don't want to lose a medium-grade imperial weapon, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible."

"I want me to give up and dream!"

Wu Mantian was annoyed. He was worthy of being the saint of the Manxing family. He didn't care about a medium-grade imperial weapon at all, but more concerned about winning or losing.

Long Qingchen shook his head slightly, "Since that's the case, then you will completely defeat you and convince you."

boom!......

He made a drill with his fingers, and the Spear 2 of Destruction burst out with a dazzling light again, stabbing hard at the sword.

Click!...

The sword broke in response to the sound and became two pieces!

"I'm not convinced!"

Wu Mantian's eyes were red, "I am the reincarnation of Wang Qianbi, the number one casting master in ancient times. How could my casting skills be lost to the Nine-North Dragon Emperor!"

The Supreme Geniuses were gasping for a cold air. Although they guessed that Wu Mantian, Zhao Ping and Yu Fengze might be reincarnations and body-takers, they did not expect that they had such a great origin.

"Wang Qianbi, the first foundry master in ancient times? No wonder he was so good at casting skills at a young age."

"So, which strong man in Zhao Ping and Yu Fengze were reincarnated in the ancient times?"...

They couldn't help but look at Long Qingchen with strange eyes. Long Qingchen defeated Wu Mantian, does it mean that the casting skills of the Nine-North Dragon Emperor are even better than Wang Qianbi?

The old man guarding the gate looked at Long Qingchen with a little surprise and announced, "The winner has been decided, and Long Qingchen won the first place in the casting auxiliary professional competition."

"I haven't lost yet!"

Wu Mantian still refused to admit it, and his hands suddenly made a slash.

Boom! Boom!......

Within the barrier, two pieces of war swords slashed towards the Destruction Spear 2!

"It's useless."

Long Qingchen looked calm, "When your sword was still complete, he was no match for my imitation of the Spear of Destruction, let alone the two incomplete swords."

He snatched it casually, and the Spear of Destruction quickly stabbed it twice.

Click! Click!...

The two swords were shattered and turned into fragments all over the sky!

"how so."

"how so."......

Wu Mantian's eyes were covered with bloodshots, muttering to himself in a daze, as if he had lost his soul's body.

As the first foundry master of ancient times, Wang Ganbi was defeated by the Nine-Dilong Emperor in his best field, which was a bit of a big blow to him.

"impossible."

"impossible!"

"I know very well the casting skills of Jiu Ni Long Emperor. I once compared casting with him. I easily defeated him. He also believed that his forging skills were not as good as mine."

"Even if the Nine Dragon Emperor is resurrected, it is impossible to defeat me in the casting field. You just have the memory of the Nine Dragon Emperor. How could you defeat me?"

Wu Mantian suddenly looked at Long Qingchen and roared angrily.

Long Qingchen's eyes were dull, "The Nine-North Dragon Emperor can't do it, it doesn't mean I can't do it. I can only say that the best is better than the blue."

The Supreme Genius were silent and silently looked at Wu Mantian who was about to go crazy, with a little pity in his eyes. It was useless for Wu Mantian to refuse to admit defeat. The facts were right in front of him, proving that Long Qingchen's casting skills were indeed stronger than Wu Mantian.

"The first place reward is a forging hammer, which was left by a powerful founder in ancient times. I hope you can carry forward the forging."

The guardian took out an ancient forging hammer from the space ring and handed it to Long Qingchen.

I saw that the forged hammer was covered with dense cracks, as if it would collapse at any time, but no one dared to underestimate the forged hammer.

"Thank you, senior."

Long Qingchen took over with a smile. He didn't necessarily like the average reward, but he loved this hammer very much and couldn't let it go.

As a founder, no one doesn’t like the treasures passed down from ancient times to casting powers.

The old man guarding the gate shook his head slightly and smiled faintly, "This is what you deserve. There is no need to thank me. The red pink gives the beauty and the sword gives the hero. This forging hammer is called "Hate the Iron and the Steel". In ancient times, countless magical weapons were forged. Only when it falls into the hands of the top forging masters can it exert its light."

"What a strange name."

Long Qingchen murmured to himself, "Don't worry, senior, I will definitely not insult this forging hammer."

Wu Mantian stared at the forging hammer in Long Qingchen's hand. In his opinion, only he deserved this forging hammer. It was a waste of resources to fall into Long Qingchen's "half-barrel of water" caster.

However, what's so annoying is that it was this "half-barrel of water" founder who defeated him, which made him unable to understand anyway.

"I see!"

Zhao Bing, who had been frowning and thinking hard, suddenly exclaimed, and she stared at the imitation of the Spear of Destruction that was still in the barrier.

A admirer of Zhao Ping took the opportunity to talk, "Miss Zhao Ping, what do you understand?"

"Inscription!"

Zhao Bing pointed to the inscription on the imitation of the Spear of Destruction, "Wu Mantian and I were defeated by him not because our casting skills were not as good as him, but because of the inscription. He carved the Pojun inscription and the corrosive inscription, which just restrained the reinforcement and tough inscriptions of the seal carvings of Wu Mantian and I!"

After hearing what she said, Wu Mantian suddenly looked at the inscription on the imitation of the Spear of Destruction, and quickly reacted and laughed wildly, "So that's it, so it's not that my casting skills are not as good as him, but the restraint of the inscription!"
Chapter completed!