Xuan Su and Bing Mu frowned, this little girl is quite stubborn, I don't know what she will do?

Xuan Su said, "What the hell is it that you are willing to hand over the lightsaber, I need it very much." ”

Mu Tong said: "It's not impossible, it's just that if you want to win against me in three things, I should give it away, if you can't win, don't mention this matter again." ”

Seeing that there was a turnaround, Xuan Su replied briskly: "I agree." ”

Mu Tong pointed his finger at Mo Yifan and said, "I'll compete with him, you are all seniors, you shouldn't interfere in bullying me, juniors, right?"

Xuan Su said: "This request is also reasonable. ”

Xuan Su looked at Mo Yifan and said, "Yifan, do you dare to compare with this girl?"

Mo Yifan said: "Since Sister Xuansu agreed, I will give it a try, and I believe that I will not let myself down." ”

Xuan Su was very happy with Mo Yifan's determination, this kid has a future.

Mo Yifan said: "What to try?"

"Writing, sword forging and swordsmanship, but mana must be banned to compete in swordsmanship. Mu Tong replied.

Mu Tong is very smart, knowing that if he uses mana when he competes in martial arts, he is definitely not Mo Yifan's opponent, and sword casting is his specialty, as for Wencai, Mu Tong has lived in the Holy Soldier Clan since he was a child, although the tribe is in decline, but the Great Elder's literary talent and martial arts are the best choice, Mu Tong follows his art, and Wencai is absolutely first-class.

Mo Yifan felt that the other party was very cunning, but you couldn't help but agree, if you refused, the other party would have enough reasons to refuse to hand over the silver light sword.

"What a villain. Mo Yifan thought.

"Okay, let's start with the literary competition, and for the sake of fairness, we will ask each other questions. Mo Yifan said.

"Yes, since the second game is sword casting, then you can make a discussion on the topic of 'sword', how about it?" Mu Tong said.

"Okay, since you use 'sword' as the theme, and we compare it with literary talent, then I will use 'literature' as the title, what do you say is the way of literature?"

"Sword, short weapon for attack and defense, can be used in the same room, and can be captured in Yanshan. Mortals persisted in killing more than 100 enemies, and gods used it to destroy the heavens and the earth. Longquan Tai'a, a three-foot thing, the world respects, not its sharpness, and the person who holds it is very human. ”

Mo Yifan used the vitality flame to write a paragraph of text in the air, which can be described as magnificent, short and precise, and wrote the meaning in his chest.

"There are beautiful women in the north, and they are very independent. When he was young, he learned to forge swords, and few people took pity on him. There are few women, and they can kill the enemy with a sword. has a Hunan concubine in her chest, and she is Wensai Banji. ”

Mu Tong turned into a piccolo with vitality, blowing gently, and a song "Beauty Yin" came out from the music, the text was concise and vivid, and the expression of a beautiful woman with great ambitions was vivid.

Mu He said: "The little brother's sword essay is incisive, and he has the talent of a Confucian. ”

Xuan Su said: "Mu Tong's "Beauty Yin" is vivid, and it is the best choice in the lyrics and songs, which is very good. ”

Mo Yifan asked, "Then who won?"

Mu Tong was also very nervous, but she didn't speak, she believed in herself, but Mo Yifan was not bad, but she really didn't know who was the winner.

Bing Mu prefers Mo Yifan's sword theory, although Mu Tong also has genuine talent, Bing Mu said: "I think Little Brother Mo should win." ”

Mo Yifan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he actually won by luck, he thought it was a tie, but who knew that this was the result.

Mu Tong said: "I don't accept it, we are quite literate, why did I lose?"

Bingmu said: "Although your writing is also excellent, there is a suspicion of plagiarizing your ancestors, so I don't think you are slightly better than the little brother." ”

Mu Tong was very annoyed, even if he didn't win, he shouldn't lose.

Mu Tong said: "Okay, then we will win you in the second game - sword casting, this game will definitely win you." ”

Mo Yifan said: "Okay, but I won't admit defeat to you." ”

"Great Elder, let's go to the Sword Forge Workshop and see who the real Sword Forge Master is. Mu Tong's fighting spirit rose in his heart again, Mu Tong's sword-casting skills among the younger generation of the Holy Soldier Clan were also among the best, and he was even called by the people in the tribe: "Little Mo Evil of the Hundred Clans." ”

The master of the tribe heard that the little prince was going to try to cast a sword with Mo Yifan, and they came one after another, and the holy soldier clan survived with casters, except for a few solar terms forbidden soldiers, the sword casting workshop would not be idle at other times, and the casters in the clan would be busy all the time, not only to inherit the ancestral industry, but also to make this weak group survive better.

"Give up the two furnaces, let the little brother Mo and the princess compete, although this competition is simple, but it is very important, the casting is the housekeeping ability of my holy soldier clan, everyone cheers for the princess. Mu He said.

Everyone shouted for Mu Tong, and the support was very enthusiastic for a while.

Mu Tong was a little nervous in his heart, Elder Mu He, isn't it just a competition, as for being so serious, but he has a special status in the Holy Soldier Clan, and he really can't be treated casually, but he will never lose, and he has this confidence.

Mu Tong said: "For the sake of fairness, we will use two pieces of mortal iron as materials, and then judge the winner or loser by seeing who forges the sword strong and sharp, Mo Yifan, do you have no opinion?"

"Well, let's get started. Although Mo Yifan agreed, he never minted anything again, and he rarely even went to the blacksmith shop, what should he do?

Mu Tong has already started to get busy, she first ordered someone to put the iron into the furnace, the iron began to melt under the high temperature heating, Mu Tong used a tool to remove the impurities in the molten iron, and then poured the molten iron into the mold.

Mu Tong's movements are very skillful and smooth, every movement is perfect, even the old craftsmen in the clan are very praised, the princess is really a woman, even if it is a man's craftsmanship, she is so good.

Mo Yifan still didn't move, just carefully observed Mu Tong's operation and carefully figured out the skills.

Mu Tong has entered the quenching stage, and after several repeated quenching and beating, Mu Tong's sword has been formed, and it is almost the last step to open the blade.

"Great Elder, the work of cutting the blade will be left to you. ”

"Good. Mu He said, take Mu Tong's sword, and then carefully polish it on the oil stone, Mu He is a holy soldier clan, and he is the first sword caster in the land of the hundred tribes, and he polishes Mu Tong's sword, and the quality of Mu Tong's sword will only be better.

The clansmen of the Holy Soldier Clan all looked at Mo Yifan with a playful eye, you are just a beginner who is not even as good as a sword-forging apprentice, and it is impossible to win the princess.

Mo Yifan also began to act, he took the piece of iron, and suddenly threw it into the air, a flame shot out from his index finger, the flame wrapped the piece of iron, and the iron quickly melted under the high temperature of the flame, and then turned into molten iron, and the impurities in the molten iron fell to the ground before and after.

Under the control of Mo Yifan's divine sense, the iron liquid turned into the prototype of the sword, Mo Yifan directly put away the vitality flame, and then used his hand to summon the water in the sink, and under the action of cold water, the iron sword quickly took shape.

Mo Yifan directly used the power of his divine sense to knock the sword embryo, and then quenched it repeatedly, and finally completed it quickly.

In order to ensure fairness, the final cutting work was done by Xuan Su, who stroked the blade with the two fingers of his right hand, and under the action of the powerful Yuan Force, the blade became extremely sharp.

The people of the Holy Soldier Clan were very shocked, but they didn't expect Mo Yifan to cast a sword in this way, this method was also tried by some people in the Holy Soldier Clan, but it required extremely high vitality control skills, what is the quality of the sword cast by Mo Yifan, these Saint Soldier Clan people are not sure.

Xuan Su said, "Elder Muhe, how can you verify the merits of the two swords?"

Mu He said: "This is simple. ”

Mu He held a sword in one hand, and then used all his strength, the two swords slashed each other, and when there was a bang, Mo Yifan's sword was actually cut off by Mu Tong's sword, but Mu Tong's sword was also made a huge opening, and the result was obviously that Mu Tong won.

Mu Tong looked at Mo Yifan with a smug smile, "Women are not to be taken lightly." ”