Song Zhan understood the meaning of No. 9's words. It was nothing more than to determine whether he was qualified to accept the commission from President Adams. It seemed that the same situation was true for the Shadow Swordsman.

"The Eternal Furnace is the greatest creation of Master Adams. Through the Eternal Furnace, different energies can be converted into terrifyingly powerful fiery magic, simulating the power properties of the sun, and thus producing huge power."

Before Song Zhan could answer, No. 9 said again: "Next, please use the eternal furnace just given to you and try your best to defeat No. 9."

There was no expression on No. 9's wooden face. He just looked at Song Zhan, waiting for Song Zhan's reply.

"Okay," Song Zhan replied cheerfully.

"The assessment will begin in three minutes. For the sake of fairness, No. 9 will maintain its strength at the same level as you. You can first familiarize yourself with the use of the eternal furnace."

When Song Zhan got the Eternal Furnace, he had already thought of how to use it.

Speaking of which, he already has a similar skill, which is the explosive step commonly used by Song Zhan now.

Both of them burst out energy, but the explosive step consumes physical strength, while the eternal furnace consumes more types of energy. The most basic fighting spirit, magic power, physical strength and even life force can be used as fuel for the eternal furnace.

Compared with the single nature of the explosive step, the power and upper limit produced by the eternal furnace are much more terrifying.

He tried to operate the Eternal Forge, and as the energy gathered, a ball of light the size of a walnut, like a miniature sun, lit up on his chest.

Feeling the warmth coming from his chest, Song Zhan activated the explosive energy generated by the eternal furnace, and then stamped his foot according to the explosive step method.

boom!

A violent explosion sounded from Song Zhan's feet, and a violent flame erupted, like an explosion of dynamite, with astonishing power.

Feeling the power surging under his feet, Song Zhan's eyes lit up. This energy was very powerful.

At the same time, Song Zhan made up his mind to build this eternal furnace.

Three minutes passed by in a flash. Song Zhan took out the demon sword and signaled to No. 9 that he was ready.

No. 9's sapphire eyes showed no emotion at all. Seeing Song's intention, he pressed down the rhombus crystal on his chest.

Following the operation of No. 9, Song Zhan saw all the objects around him disappear quickly, and the two people were fifty meters apart, standing opposite each other.

After doing all this, No. 9 waved his hand, and two half-human-high wooden black staffs flew towards the two of them.

"To be fair, No. 9 will use the same weapons as you."

Song Zhan looked at the empty palms and the black staff flying in front of him, and his face couldn't help but twitch.

I am a warrior, you give me a staff?

What, you want your successor to smash other people's heads with a staff?

Song Zhan had reason to suspect that President Adams had serious professional discrimination.

At this time, No. 9 spoke again: "Please rest assured, No. 9 will not use spells beyond the current stage. Everything is arranged by the master.

As a small fireball exploded, the assessment officially began.

Number Nine waved his staff, and a light red magic shield appeared, and a standard mage PK started.

Subsequently, No. 9 began to chant spells and prepare to release offensive magic.

Song Zhan looked at No. 9's actions and expressed that he couldn't understand. The puppet arranged by President Adams seemed to have no intelligence and would only follow the predetermined steps.

But that's okay. Song Zhan shook the hard staff in his hand, with one end larger than the other and a small one. He flicked his foot and rushed towards No. 9.

The miniature sun on the chest rotates slowly, and the concentrated energy is transmitted to all parts of the body along with Song Zhan's thoughts.

The fiery energy provided a more violent explosion than fighting spirit. In just two seconds, Song Zhan had already rushed ten meters in front of No. 9.

At this time, No. 9's fireball technique had been charged up, and a red fireball the size of a basketball hit Song Zhan with its tail flames trailing behind.

Song Zhan used his explosive step to forcefully move one meter to the side in order to avoid the fireball bombardment.

But when the fireball flew to Song Zhan and was about to pass by, it suddenly exploded at extremely high speed.

The sound and flames of the explosion were like a cannonball, completely engulfing Song Zhan, who was unresponsive, and sparks flew everywhere.

No. 9 watched the explosion swallow up Song Zhan without any fluctuation, and continued singing, not intending to give Song Zhan the slightest chance.

But seeing that the flames that devoured Song Zhan exploded in vain, a golden-red figure exploded one after another at its feet, and appeared in front of No. 9 in an instant. The black staff in his hand was like a fire stick, sweeping towards No. 9's head.

Buzz!

A light red magic shield appeared next to No. 9. It was hit by the staff waved by Song Zhan and made ripples. Finally, it survived.

Resist the ring of fire! Kick with explosive steps!

Pointing forward the No. 9 Staff, a ring of fire poured out directly from his body.

But Song Zhan had already raised his right foot, and the fiery energy wrapped around it, and he kicked No. 9's chest and abdomen. After smashing the pop-up fire ring, the remaining power exploded in No. 9's body, and No. 9's bow

He turned into a big shrimp and was kicked out by Song Zhan.

Number Nine, who flew out upside down, looked at the ceiling, a trace of confusion seemed to flash in his sapphire eyes.

Song Zhan didn't care about this. He suddenly rushed to No. 9's side, either intentionally or unintentionally. How could he give up this great opportunity?

The Forge of Eternity version of Heartbreaking Leap.

Boosted by the powerful energy of the Eternal Furnace, Song Zhan jumped high and caught up with No. 9, who was flying backwards like a rocket.

Boom!

The staff completely turned into a fire stick in Song Zhan's hands, and a terrifying impact erupted where the staff contacted No. 9.

The momentum of No. 9's inverted flight was directly interrupted, and the entire puppet body was directly driven into the broken ground by Song Zhan's blow.

The teachings from the legendary instructor Wu Jiu made Song Zhan volley hard at No. 9 at his feet without hesitation.

Under Song Zhan's huge force, No. 9's head showed extremely good flexibility and elasticity, and was pulled out to a distance of nearly thirty centimeters without breaking.

Suffering heavy blows one after another, the energy in No. 9's sapphire eyes was intermittent, as if the contact was poor.

Cleave!

Song Zhan used the staff as a sword, and the fiery energy completely enveloped the staff, and struck directly towards No. 9 at his feet with a powerful and heavy slash.

"Dip! Passed the assessment!"

The blue light in No. 9's eyes flashed continuously and he spoke quickly.

Bang!

The staff hit the gravel next to No. 9's head, and the explosive gravel hit No. 9's head and neck, causing a burst of light to flicker in No. 9's eyes.

Song Zhan stretched out his hand to pull No. 9 up, patted the gravel and dust hanging on his body, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot to measure my move."
Chapter completed!