Douluozhi doesn't want to be an assistant Oscar

Chapter 239: Using strength to defeat cleverness

"The armor No. 85 has been pierced! Contestant No. 85 passed!"

As the staff announced the news, the uninterested spectators around them were shocked!

"I knew I could pass No. 85. Just now..."

"Blow! Keep blowing! Weren't you the one who said just now that No. [-] will probably become Lou Gao's apprentice?"

"You have this ability, why don't you give me a prediction! How many more will pass?"

"......"

The success of No. 85 quickly aroused a wave of public opinion.

Many people with the benefit of hindsight jumped out and boasted about their ability to "foresee the unexpected", only to be exposed on the spot by others.

Looking at the strong man who retreated into the crowd, Lou Gao nodded slightly, and his previous gloomy temperament softened slightly.

You know, Lou Gao has set up two rounds of competition for these contestants. If everyone is wiped out in the first round, it will be embarrassing for him.

Although most of the subsequent contestants did not succeed, there were still two who barely met the requirements.

And among the two people who barely met the requirements, one was the dark-skinned man who repeatedly mocked Oscar.

After barely passing the test, this dark-skinned strong man even gave Oscar a provocative look.

Before he could reply, the staff asked him to get ready in front of his character model.

Putting the tiger finger on his hand, Oscar looked like he was preparing to punch.

But just when Oscar was about to attack.

A scolding came suddenly.

"Ridiculous! What's your attitude! In six hours of preparation time, you only made a pair of tiger fingers?"

Oscar stopped what he was doing and looked up.

Next to the president's clothes, he saw an old man with gray hair and beard looking at him with gritted teeth.

The old man's scolding was so loud that the onlookers around him were also shocked.

"What? Just six hours to make a pair of tiger fingers? Can't that thing be made in one hour?"

"I remember... the topic of the junior blacksmith qualification test the year before last was to make a pair of tiger fingers within an hour..."

"Isn't this guy the one who has been observing the mithril plate armor before? I think he definitely doesn't have enough time, so he can only make a pair of tiger fingers to recharge!"

......

Unlike the audience, the players on the stage had other thoughts.

You know, whether a person is excellent or not depends entirely on the support of his peers.

If your colleagues are too strong, you will appear too weak; if your colleagues are too weak, you will appear to be strong.

In this competition, only three people succeeded, and these three people looked very good with their support.

And the person who serves as a foil naturally appears to be relatively useless.

However, at this time, Oscar descended from the sky with his tiger finger. As long as Oscar is more useless, then they losers can also be made outstanding by Oscar.

At least I won't be laughed at for the failure of this competition in the future.

Looking at the tiger finger in Oscar's hand, Lou Gao felt helpless.

Although he knew that this kid was going to fail, Lou Gao still didn't expect that Oscar would use a tiger finger to fool everyone.

Why did a very smart young man suddenly become stupid?

......

Looking at the emotional old man beside Lou Gao, Oscar thought with a hint of joy.

Fortunately, it took me half an hour to forge a pair of tiger fingers. Otherwise, if this old man saw me coming up empty-handed, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

After some slander, Oscar touched his nose and laughed dryly.

"Master, this competition only gives us six hours to prepare. It doesn't seem to have any restrictions on weapons or forging weapons, right?"

"You..." After hearing Oscar's words, the old man whimpered and retorted, and finally said viciously, "Okay! I want to see how you, this kid, broke through the defense of the mithril plate armor!"

"Bragging is enough to break the defense of mithril plate armor!"

Just after the old man said the cruel words, the dark-skinned strong man immediately shouted in a low voice.

"laugh......"

As soon as these words came out, more than half of the players present couldn't help it anymore and laughed immediately.

Just as everyone was snickering, a coldness seemed to spread from the depths of their hearts.

Looking around, he found that Oscar was standing motionless, staring at them coldly with his eyes that flashed the edge of a sword.

The chuckles stopped suddenly, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts, as if they felt an ominous aura.

Feeling the chill spreading over Oscar's body, the staff stepped forward and said.

"No. [-], please don't be disturbed by the outside world. Let's get started quickly!"

After suppressing the coldness in his eyes, Oscar nodded gently towards the staff.

Standing quietly in front of the character model wearing mithril plate armor, Oscar's face was as cold as ice, and he focused his soul power on his right fist.

A powerful soul power aura burst out from Oscar's body.

"Soul King?!"

Upon noticing the fluctuation of soul power in Oscar's body, Lou Gao and the other master-level blacksmiths were all shocked.

Hot Water didn't expect that among the contestants, there would be such an incredible person.

The old man's face, which was originally about to see a joke, turned blue and white.

To this day, he is just a Soul Emperor in his early sixties. How can he have the face to laugh at other people's jokes?

After the power was gathered, Oscar swung out his right fist, and like a flash of lightning, he had completed the entire action.

After removing the tiger finger, Oscar expressionlessly put it back into the soul guide, and walked towards the group of contestants without looking back.

"Hiss... click... clatter"

As several sounds were heard, everyone's eyes instantly turned from Oscar to the mithril plate armor.

I saw that the entire character model, together with the set of mithril plate armor on his body, suddenly fell apart and turned into a pile of scraps, piled in place.

Such a powerful visual impact made everyone in the audience wear silencers and became silent.

In the quiet square, apart from the pounding of the heartbeat, the only sound left was Oscar's footsteps.

Walking next to the dark-skinned man, Oscar suddenly stopped.

Feeling the cold air coming from Oscar's body, some contestants who were relatively close to the dark burly man unconsciously distanced themselves.

Their eyes were filled with fear, panic and regret.

Fine cold sweat continued to ooze on his dark forehead. The dark-skinned man's pupils shrank suddenly and his body trembled unconsciously.

At this moment, the joy of passing the competition was no longer in his heart, and was replaced by a fear from the bottom of his heart.

Thinking back to Oscar’s meaningful look and the warning of “mouse tail juice”.

Even though he didn't dare to say a word at this time, he really wanted to grab Oscar's shirt and roar.

"With such strength, why don't you cultivate your soul power properly? Why come to their blacksmith competition?"

It's a pity that no one can know the dark and strong man's inner roar.

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Player A: "What a scary look! My legs were shaking just now when I was standing there... You said the game is over... Will he beat us up?"

Player B: "Yes...it shouldn't be right? There are quite a few people who laugh at him...and he seems to want to teach the one who started it more."

Player C: "Who knows, what if he wants to beat them all up again? Let's see, after the game is over, let's go out and take shelter! If he wants to participate in the rematch, he won't come over and cause trouble for us right away!"

At this point in the discussion, many contestants also agreed with Contestant C’s opinion.

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(End of this chapter)