Everyone is discussing this young man with an amazing resume. He is really too amazing. With such strength, he is the most promising forger of the next Tolkien masterpiece of the dwarves.

And his appearance here also proves one thing, that is, the technology school is stable this time.

How can this be compared? Even Kingu's last disciple can't touch such a genius, right?

That is a big guy who can be ranked in Lorraine, and a super star that all the technology schools present must look up to.

How to win? Does Tolkien need to be born? Even Lord Tolkien would cherish such talents.

My goodness, a 150-year-old legendary, no one dares to believe what level this is.

At least in modern times, his talent is unmatched.

The classical school is sure to lose.

Soon, there was only the last black shadow left, and everyone had no expectations, after all, no one could be more outrageous than Gillip.

When it comes to the last person, Brad can't help feeling a little embarrassed. He spent the whole night yesterday looking for the forging master "Chen Yang" but couldn't figure out where he came from. He was actually strongly supported by Kingu, who even didn't care about his beloved disciple and gave him his treasured wine. He just asked him to introduce Chen Yang to him tomorrow.

Yes, this is easy to say, but who the hell is Chen Yang?

He's a human? When did he come here? Can humans compete with dwarves?

But at least he got the benefit, so he had to say it as he should. Brad sorted out his mood and said loudly: "The last contestant! He is... a mysterious strong man from the East!"

There is no way, he has no reputation or achievements at all, so he can only rely on him to make up.

As for where he came from, that was also made up. The damn Kingu didn't give him any information, just the name and his race.

It doesn't matter, telling lies is his old specialty. When he was bragging, Brad was a man who could kill the devil with his urine.

"It is rumored that he traveled between countries with his dwarf forging skills acquired through experience, leaving many legends in them. Many masters would show great respect and reverence to him when they heard his name."

"He would not forge for others easily, but when he did, it would be earth-shattering. This gentleman has a good relationship with Master Jin Gu, and has learned a lot from him. He came here today to help the traditional techniques!"

"It is rumored that the sword he made can flatten mountains, and the bows and arrows he made are terrifying. The dragons are afraid of his dragon-slaying sword, and the undead avoid his sun hammer."

Jin Gu, who was sitting on the rostrum, was very satisfied after hearing this. It seems that his wine was not given in vain. This old guy talked in a set of ways, and he almost believed it.

Apart from anything else, he has created a cool style.

Chen Yang was confused, looking around on his platform to confirm if there was someone with the same name as him squatting on the platform.

That's me? How come I don't know?

Who has ever made a dragon-slaying sword that frightened the dragon clan?

Oh, no, that novice wooden sword does seem to frighten the dragon clan.

No, it doesn't matter. The question is who reported this nonsense? It's too ridiculous, right? It's almost suppressed by Gillip's momentum.

"He is! Chen Yang!"

After Brad shouted the name, he reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He really couldn't make it up anymore. He felt that what he said was outrageous.

With such a great person, how could there be a war of the end?

"What? Who?"

"There is such a person? Haven't you heard of him?"

"He's a human?"

Everyone was talking about it, and the atmosphere was a little cold for a while. No one cheered for him. Only Chen Ling waved her pink fist and cheered herself up: "Come on, husband!"

Then, Chen Yang heard a pig-killing scream.

"Boss, you are awesome! Boss, you are mighty! The world's invincible Novaria's number one super thunderbolt, the ultimate, the strongest forging king!"

The smile on Chen Yang's face froze, and his neck turned to look at the source of the sound as if it was rusted.

"Fuck! My Yang is awesome! Fuck! My Yang is awesome! Family members, please pay attention. Standing in front of you is: a lifetime member of gutter oil fried rice, the creator of cunning gold coins, the dream of thousands of girls, and the only super boss who is convinced by men at the end of the universe! Chen~Chen~Chen~Yang~Yang~"

"Puchi."

Chen Ling covered her mouth and laughed. She really couldn't hold it back. The two idiots were really funny.

Ichabod silently took two steps to the side. He really couldn't stand the voices of these two people.

It's so fucking stupid.

The two of them didn't know where they got the sunglasses from. Thorone was obviously learning it on the spot. He was holding a plate of food in his hand and yelling with the End.

"I really should kill them with a sword."

Chen Yang thought seriously and felt that this matter was imminent and he should even do it now.

He also reflected heavily on why he had been having brain spasms recently. First, Thorone was used as a dog in the casino, and now he gave such an important task to them.

What on earth were they thinking?

"Shut up!"

Chen Yang sent a message to the two people with a dark face, but the two people who were already singing were rapping and shouting, and the End was still suppressing his voice, and the words in his mouth flew out one after another.

Thorone was obviously prepared, and he was no less inferior. The two of them made the whole venue quiet by themselves.

Even many dwarves were shaking to their music, which felt very exciting.

"Damn it, if you don't shut up, I'll kill both of you!"

Soloen quietly took back the plate, and Zhongyan took out a piece of cake from the alien space, and tasted the food as if it had nothing to do with me.

"Ahahaha... It seems that this contestant's cheering group... is very special..."

Brad, who has been hosting for so many years, has never seen this scene, and he smiled awkwardly and felt like moving on to the next step.

"Ahem, then, all ten contestants have been introduced! Nine of them are outstanding talents from our dwarf tribe! One is a strong man from the East! It seems that this game is very interesting!"

"Then let me announce the rules of this game!"

Brad quickly regained his state, but many dwarves were still staring at Zhongyan and the others, and some people even shouted for another song.

"The theme of the new generation of this forging competition is - firearms!"

"Each contestant will get different forging materials of the same quality, and they need to use their own tools to forge! In the end, they will shoot at the test stakes on the cliff of the forged iron. The damage caused is combined with the quality of the weapon itself. The person with the highest score wins!"

"For this competition, in addition to the power and quality of the weapon, aiming assistance is also an important part. Otherwise, if you can't hit the target, you will lose a lot of points."

"Then I declare that the new generation competition of the forged iron competition has officially begun!"

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