The four-rank warlock, the audience was silent, and they all looked blankly at the chairman who had just announced the results.

Warm Hu Ji is very realistic, in the calculation of how many points can be scored, I haven't thought of the status of the four-rank warlock in the Divine Weapon Continent.

"Hu Ji! Okay, you can use such a powerful technique, you are stunned by us!" Xu Hong and Zhang Tao both said excitedly.

"By the way! When I was fighting with those three people yesterday, why didn't I see you use a spell! Such a powerful magic array was placed there, no matter what their Xuan soldiers were, weren't they all counted as one, and they were all obedient to be cleaned up by us?" Xu Hong patted his thigh and said excitedly.

"No, it's not that I don't want to use it, as you just saw, the prelude to these arrays that I will need to arrange is too long, and I can't be disturbed yet, we meet those people so suddenly, where do I go to steal time to finish the prelude?"

On the other side, the chairman of the Warlock Alliance had already walked to the side of Warm Beard.

The chairman was holding the badge of the four-rank warlock, and the badge was embroidered with four silver stars, which looked very good.

"Warm Beard, from now on, you are a member of the Divine Weapons Continental Warlock Alliance, this is your badge, take it. The chairman said solemnly.

Nuan Hu Ji hurriedly accepted the badge, and then replied: "Okay, Hu Ji knows, thank you Chairman." ”

"By the way, Hu Ji, may I take the liberty of asking, who is your teacher?" the chairman asked suddenly.

"My teacher?" said after a moment's hesitation, "I don't have a teacher. ”

"How is this possible, how can you set up this storm formation without the teachers to teach you well?" said the chairman, puzzled.

"In fact, I will only arrange this wind array, because this formation is recorded on a lone book found in an ancient tomb near my hometown when I was young, and the strange thing is that other people look at the lone book and find nothing, and when I read it, a symbol of the word 'wind' jumped out of the book, as if it flew into my head, and since then I will know this formation. Warm Hu replied.

"I see, according to the records in the book, this method is indeed one of the inheritance methods of the Spirit Speech Array, this young man should not be lying, and it seems that there are no useful clues. ”

The chairman couldn't help but shake his head when he thought of this, "If there is no inheritor, it seems that this time I have lost my eyes and wasted my thoughts." ”

The rating has been evaluated, and the result was announced by himself just now, so the chairman still maintains the evaluation of the Warm Beard Four Rank Warlock.

Leaving the venue of the warlock evaluation, Xu Hong asked Nuan Hu Ji in puzzlement:

"Didn't you say that these techniques were all taught to you by a seriously injured cultivator in order to repay your life-saving grace?

"Because I promised the cultivator at that time that I couldn't tell anyone related to the Sorcerers Alliance about his news, I had to make up a reason to tell the chairman. Nuan Hu Ji also said helplessly.

The corresponding score of the four-grade warlock is seventeen points, which is already the highest score in the warlock evaluation.

Next, the three teenagers came to the area where the next skills test would be.

There are no leaderboards or scores in front of this area, but there is more space, and there are two groups of people inside.

After some inquiry, I learned that the military solution division is a new type of skilled occupation that has only appeared in the last few hundred years, and most of the military solution divisions themselves are foundry divisions, so the evaluation of military solutions and casting is carried out by the foundry association to be responsible for the evaluation.

"Casting and dismantling at the same time, it feels very casual. Xu Hong sighed with emotion.

Zhang Tao was a little nervous, it seems that this casting is really just a good thing, not good at it.

"Big cousin, don't be nervous, your cousin and I are cheering you on!" Nuan Hu Ji patted Zhang Tao's shoulder with his hand and comforted.

Zhang Tao felt much better and smiled gratefully.

"Hmm, no, shouldn't this kind of work be done by my cousin? Why are you two so cordial!" Xu Hong was stunned, feeling that since the two of them resonated in the art of calligraphy and painting, they were closer than themselves.

Is this the sympathy between a silly cousin who can draw and a barbecue boy who can calligraphy?

Xu Hong was scared.

Zhang Tao finally mustered up the courage and stepped forward to sign up for the assessment.

The Foundry Guild is also known for its rudeness on the Divine Soldier Continent, and it is said that several vice presidents of the Foundry Guild are terrifying beings who have not worn a shirt all year round.

The classification of the Foundry Guild is different from that of the Warlock Alliance, which is divided into five levels: Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, Grandmaster, and Grand Grandmaster.

And here the rating is a rating, the score is a score, and there is no equal sign.

"Use some strength!"

"Lao Tzu is more energetic than you when he feeds!"

"Do you want to count the stars and smash them a second time?"

......

A master who was not wearing a shirt, with a burly upper body, a muscular neck, shoulders, and chest, like an old tree root, kept yelling loudly.

The disciples of Shenbing Yu who participated in the assessment were miserable, and the judges of other skill exams were quietly watching the competition below, but only here, the masters of these foundry associations called the disciples who participated in the assessment as their own small workers.

"What kind of is this?" the old tree root roared again, and then slammed the weapon that the disciple had built just now into with his fist.

"Click. "The weapon was broken into several pieces.

"Rating: Bullshit Level!Final Score: Bullshit Score!Next!"

The disciple who had just finished the assessment covered his face and wept and left.

"Crying? You still know how to cry! Like a woman! What face does you cry about! Your companions will die if they go to war with a weapon like yours!"

Xu Hong couldn't help frowning, can such a master be a judge? It's too rude, isn't it? Don't you consider the feelings of these disciples?

Although it sounds lively from the outside, it is actually the sound of the wind blowing from the bellows, the sound of the weapon being struck, and the roar of the master.

"Zhang Tao!" shouted the old tree root master.

"Come on...... Disciple Zhang Tao came to participate in the evaluation of casting. Zhang Tao immediately ran to the old tree root to report.

"Casting what?" asked the old tree root, calmly, but still loudly.

"Knife ......," Zhang Tao replied in a low voice.

"Cast what!" roared the old roots.

"Knife!" Zhang Tao could only shout loudly.

"Well, let's get started!" said the old tree root master.

......

Half an hour has passed, and the old root master's whole person is as if he has been struck by lightning, and his face is black and terrifying.

Even Nuan Hu Ji and Xu Hong can see that Zhang Tao has made too many mistakes, it seems that this Iron Sword Gate is indeed a mistake, and the method of handing over Zhang Tao to basically take the hammer is not right, not to mention the rhythm of the wind, the control of the fire temperature, the time of water extraction and the rate of beating.

"What are you forging this? Stop!" the old tree root finally couldn't help but roar.