My Passive Skills Are Invincible! Chapter 155
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"Today, in addition to the human adventurer, God Slayer, there are three other well-known blacksmith masters on the list of contestants!
"Hearst Hammer!
"Morel Furnace!
"And last year's champion, Somerfeld Blade!"
When the first two names were mentioned, thunder-like cheers sounded from the audience.
When the host mentioned the last contestant, the audience broke out into enthusiastic cheers.
From the host's introduction, it could be heard that this was the previous champion.
At this time, the Dwarf named Somerfeld Blade had an arrogant expression on his face, as if he would definitely be the champion again.
The other two Dwarves also looked at him with fear in their eyes, obviously treating Somerfeld Blade as their biggest opponent.
No one looked at Mike the whole time.
It was clearly a four-man competition, but in their eyes, there were only three contestants.
Mike had no opinion on this.
He just sat quietly in his original position, waiting for the next match with an expressionless face.
The little tree spirit Stone poked his head out from behind Mike's shoulder and asked,
"Good friend, can you win this match?"
Although Stone's character was always optimistic, he could not help but worry after hearing the host's introduction.
After all, Mike's opponent was the previous champion.
Mike smiled and stretched out his hand to rub Stone's wooden head.
"Don't worry, this year's champion will definitely be mine."
These words naturally reached the ears of the other three Dwarves.
However, after they shot a glance at Mike, they returned to their original state.
Mike's words were perceived as nonsense by them. No one believed that a human player could win the forging competition. It was impossible.
The rest area was quiet again.
Hearing Mike's promise, the little tree spirit Stone was relieved.
It did not think that Mike would lie to it.
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As for the lie in the Tree Spirit Village, it had been long forgotten.
It had to be said that having a good memory was sometimes a kind of trouble. Only beings like the little tree spirit Stone could stay happy.
Soon, the host shouted again.
"The equipment for the competition is ready. Please enter the arena!"
Hearing the host's words, the other three Dwarven contestants all stood up and walked out.
Mike followed suit.
After walking out of the resting area, the contestants were immediately greeted by the roaring cheers of the audience.
Of course, this was all for the other three contestants. No one was confident about Mike.
Only little tree spirit Stone sat on Mike's shoulder excitedly and waved to the audience around it.
This adorable look also made the audience laugh.
There were four furnaces and four forging materials on the stage.
When the four people walked onto the stage, the expressions of Hearst Hammer and Morel Furnace immediately turned ugly.
That was because one of the materials and furnaces were obviously much better than the other three.
Hearst Hammer was a straightforward Dwarf who did not like to hide things. He immediately pointed at the obviously better furnace and asked,
"What does this mean? Is this competition unfair?"
The host said with a troubled expression,
"I'm sorry, Mr. Hearst Hammer. According to the rules of the competition, the defending champion can use better equipment.
"Because this is not only a competition but also a time to break through historical records.
"As the previous champion, Somerfeld may have the chance to make history. We have to fully support him."
Hearing this answer, Hearst Hammer's face became even uglier.
This was the way of the world. The strong preyed on the weak.
In the face of strength, fairness was simply a beautiful expectation.
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Even if there was no fairness, no one could complain.
Looking at the smug look on Somerfeld's face, Hearst said unwillingly,
"You should be glad that your equipment is better than mine. Otherwise, you will be utterly humiliated!"
Hearing this, Somerfeld's expression also became ugly.
"What did you say? Do you think you can beat me in forging? Don't forget about how you lost last year!"
This sarcasm made Hearst speechless.
The two stared at each other. The air seemed to be ignitable by the friction between their eyes.
At this moment, Morel, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said,
"I have an idea that can let the three of us compete fairly. It depends on whether you dare to accept it or not."
Somerfeld looked at Morel in confusion. He could tell that the words were meant for him.
Morel smiled.
"Why don't we give the good equipment to this human adventurer, and the three of us will use the same equipment.
"This will also show the generosity of us Dwarves.
"It all depends on whether you're willing to accept it or not."
Hearing this proposal, Somerfeld glared at Morel.
This proposal sounded generous, but it was a generous use of Somerfeld's advantage.
However, the audience did not care about this.
They immediately cheered to show their support for Master Morel's proposal.
A small human adventurer also came to participate in the competition. This was the biggest joke.
They would hand over the good equipment to the human player and then let the human player be defeated by the Dwarf player.
This was the best way to show how powerful the Dwarves' forging skills were.
In the face of the audience's cheers, Somerfeld had no other choice. He did not want to be looked down upon by everyone.
He had no choice but to nod his head and agree.
Seeing that Somerfeld agreed, Morel and Hearst smiled proudly.
This was their goal.
As long as Somerfeld did not have better equipment, their chances of becoming this year's champion would be greatly increased.
As for the human player having better equipment...
Who would care?
He was just a human player.
The host naturally did not want to interfere with this.
Although this was a competition, it was actually closer to a performance.
The real purpose of the forging competition was to perform the Dwarven forging techniques and show them to the world.
Therefore, such a show was very suitable for the forging competition.
He smiled and announced to the audience,
"As expected of the previous champion, Somerfeld actually gave up his advantage and gave it to the human adventurer player.
"His bearing is really impressive!
"Now that the equipment has been distributed, I officially announce the start of the Furnace City forging competition!"
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