One Strike to Produce Premium-Grade Equipment. Jiang Mengyao Is Shocked!

"It's all because of that test. They insisted on testing my swords' durability. They threw both of them into the molding machine, and it didn't take long for them to bend like this."

Jiang Mengyao looked a little dejected. "What kind of broken machine is that? I only got six points."

Wu Mo took the two thin swords from Jiang Mengyao's hands. After a slight comparison, he could see that the two swords were bent more than ten degrees.

If he did not fix them, she would definitely be at a disadvantage in the second agility test.

"It's alright, I'll help you fix them!"

Wu Mo snapped his fingers lightly, and the next moment, the Lightning Warhammer appeared in his hands.

Placing the two swords on the ground, Wu Mo lightly tapped them with the hammer to shape them. After a few minutes, the two swords were straight again, but there were many traces of forging on them, and they were not as beautiful as before.