Startled, Mogar leaned forward, but he remembered that even James was so impressed by the event that he boasted to him that he had won the first place in the 'Elemental Silver Hammer' for ten consecutive years.

Mogar squinted his eyes uncertainly and asked, "The grand event of blacksmiths held every ten years in the whole continent, isn't that an event that only masters can participate in?"

"Because this competition has added a new award, which is for people under the age of 50 and who have reached the qualification of a fifth-level forger, in addition to the Medal of Honor and the 'Rising Stone Hammer', there is also a reward of 100 million gold coins. ”

Mogar lay back on the back of the sofa and said with a lazy expression:

"Smoke barrel, what are you trying to tell me about this!"

"Puff... From 'smoking barrels' to 'smoking barrels', boy, how dare you scream! There is only one person in this world who dares to call me that, and only this person is qualified to call me that!"

"Unfortunately, now there's another one!"

"It seems that the news announced by the four famous academies is not all true, does your father know that you are so dragged outside?"

"Hehe, I dare to do this to you, if I put this kind of shelf on other ninth-level peak powerhouses, I would have been pinched to death a long time ago. Say, for what purpose?"

The fat figure didn't answer Mo Jiaer directly, but chatted with him about family life, spit out a white smoke, and said slowly: "It seems that your father has told you a lot of my deeds, hahaha..."

"Uh... That's not true, he just told me in the letter that there is a guy at the headquarters of the Arms Chamber of Commerce who is as round as a wine barrel and always has a cigarette in his mouth, he is the instructor who participated in the direct guard of the Grant Empire when he was young, and he called it 'smoking wine barrel', and he is the only one who dares to call this instructor in the entire 30,000 people directly under the guard, so that I can come to this 'big man' if I have difficulties."

Hearing the big man's 'three words', the fat figure changed his previous amiable image, stared at Mo Jiaer with a gloomy face, and said word by word: "The person who dares to call me like that is called Lester Ka, Vi, Luo!"

Mo Jiaer's face also changed instantly, even more gloomy than him, four seconds later, two figures, one big and one small, grinned at the same time, revealing two white teeth, Mo Jiaer took the initiative to reach out and shake the fat figure.

"It is a great honour for me to have Mr. Patrick Pitt, the former Marshal of the Grant Empire, personally receive him, Molgar Zinle Cavillo. ”

Patrick was extremely modest on the surface, but his tone was extremely proud: "It's all a false name, and besides, it's a false position I got when I first entered the ninth level, low-key, low-key!"

Mo Jia'er suddenly sneered and said: "Father is really right, you are a shameless dead fat man, who doesn't know that only a strong person at the peak of the ninth level can be awarded the title of 'marshal' by the empire, you are showing off." ”

Patrick was not angry, he laughed twice, and squeezed his eyes at Mojiaer, and finally returned to the topic, and said seriously:

"I've seen all those third-level weapons you forged, and I have to say that your refining talent is really superior, if you want to forge a warrior weapon from ordinary materials, and it's a third-level weapon, I'm afraid those experienced sixth-level forging masters don't dare to say that they can be 100% refined. ”

This time it was Mo Jiaer's turn to be modest, he waved his hand, and said with a smile: "I just keep tempering and forging, how can I deserve the praise of the transcendent master 'Smoker'." ”

"Boy, this is not something that can be achieved by blindly tempering and forging, in which the cognition of materials, the control of temperature, the control of the degree of material fusion, etc., are all based on their own refining talent, so you don't have to be modest about this. ”

Mogar pursed the corners of his lips, as if he had accepted Patrick's compliment.

"Boy, if I'm not mistaken, when you can refine a third-level weapon with 100% chrome and tin, you plan to forge a fourth-level or even fifth-level weapon with a first-level material, right?"

"Hmm... That's right, what's wrong with that, Master?"

"There is no big problem in the early stage, although when your forging level is improved, you can forge a fifth-level weapon, but when I take out a real fifth-level refining material for you, can you forge a fifth-level weapon? I dare to use your personality to guarantee that you can't forge a fifth-level weapon, not even a fourth-level weapon!"

Patrick pointed to Mogar's nose and unceremoniously counted him down.

Mo Jia was silent, in order to maximize the amount of gold coins, he used ordinary materials, relying on his strong refining strength, to forge warrior weapons, but Patrick pointed out his biggest flaw in one sentence.

"Because you are in contact with ordinary materials, you are not familiar with those high-level materials at all, if you don't have long-term contact and tempering understanding, even if you know the characteristics of materials in writing, even if you have a terrifying refining talent, it is impossible to forge good weapons. ”

"Master Xie Chaofan's teachings!"

Mo Jiaer stood up, bowed down respectfully to thank him, and after only three seconds, he sat back on the sofa and lazy again, and asked casually: "Big smoke barrel, what are you looking for me to do?"

At this time, Patrick stood up and said solemnly: "Mojiaer, I would like to ask you to represent the headquarters of the Eastern Continent Arms Chamber of Commerce to participate in this 'Three Flame Hammer Core' competition, and there is only one requirement: to win the first place in the 'rising star' of the new division. ”

Mo Jiaer immediately tensed up, his right hand kept slashing up and down, and roared: "You are talking lightly, this event that gathers more than 100 million players of the human race and other races in the entire continent, even if it is a new division, there must be more than a million people participating, you let me 'slash' and kill a million people to win the first place!"

"That's a million people who signed up, and there are only 1,000 people who finally enter the finals, and the quota in my hand can send you directly to the finals, with your age less than fifteen years old, you have a big advantage, so as long as you can beat 999 people, it's fine. ”

"That's even more impossible, the thousands of people who were 'killed' out of a million people, the strength can be imagined, the first place is impossible, I should be able to enter the top five hundred, I can try the first two hundred, the first hundred... Just take a look!"

Patrick sat back on the couch, then waved for Morgar to sit down, gesturing to the clear cup on the table containing a pale yellow liquid, a field of emerald green leaves floating and spinning.

"How can you get so angry at such a young age, this is a good 'Cui Ling', drink a few sips to extinguish the fire, even if the marquis comes, I won't give him a drink. ”

Knowing that he was deliberately exaggerating, how could a glass of Emerald be comparable to the value of a marquis, he waved his hand, took out a bottle of good wine in the last row, turned over the two empty glasses on the table, carefully poured himself three drops, and generously poured Patrick a small half glass.

Putting away the bottle, he motioned for Patrick to taste it, and at the same time poured out a portion of the glass of Emerald and mixed it into the three drops of wine, and only after it was fully blended did he take a sip.

Patrick picked up the wine glass, sniffed the tasteless pale blue liquid, glanced at Mogar suspiciously, thinking that Mogar was playing tricks on him, took a sip, and the moment he touched his lips, his face became extremely exciting.