Chapter Twenty-Six: The Heavy Sword Has No Edge
"Uncle Dian Wei, let's go!" Sikong Nian shook his hand angrily and turned to leave, this time his daughter's posture was more obvious.
In all the discussions, Cheng Zhi jumped to Lu Buqi's side: "I said, how can a man be sweet... Ah, I know the master is the best. None of the Sikongjiasima families would be a rival to their masters. What's the master's name, and can you teach me later?"
"Kid, pull up your bellows first!" the laughter stroked Chengzhi's forehead. Lu Zhishen didn't give up, but looked at the crowd and said, "Sir, you've been here for so long, don't you come out to speak?"
"Haha......" Lang Feng walked out of the crowd with a smile. "It seems that nothing in this world can be hidden from her brother. You can see through Miss Sikong's makeup. I will be found hiding in the crowd to watch the excitement. β
Lu Buqi chuckled: "When I compared the sword to Master Dian Wei, I resonated with Feng Qing. It was the sword in your hand that betrayed you. β
Lu Mufeng expressed surprise at this: "If you don't abandon my brother, you deserve to be a swordsman, even if you are from the Sikong family, you are full of praise." I really admire that even the resonance between the sword and the sword can be recognized. β
Lu Chuan didn't give up his gaze, looking at Lu Xiaofeng's three-foot-long sword with a scabbard in his hand. Lu Xiaofeng understood and shook it with one hand. The sword was drawn from his hand.
Lu Zhishen did not give up a hand to grab it, but gave Cheng Zhi a heavy sword without a sharp edge. He pulled the sword out of its sheath and pulled it out with cold light. The sword's body shook slightly, and the sound came out. Lu never gave up his eyes. "Good swords, good steel, and good jade are stacked more than 60 times, and a special quenching and tempering process is adopted. The body of the sword is a little cold... Oh, it seems that he has excellent sword-forging skills, which is really gratifying. β
"Don't give up your brother's good eyesight!" Master Lu Feng took the sword again: "This sword is called Cold Star. This is the masterpiece of Master Li Xing, which breaks through the fivefold process of blood, cutting gold and jade. It's really rare. But I'm afraid it's still a little inferior to your greatsword......"
Looking at Cheng Zhi's heavy sword, Feng Lu's eyes flashed with red love: "It's a pity that I was still looking for you not long ago, and you are still very closed to the outside world... This sword is a magic weapon. I don't know its name. β
"There is no front line!" Lu Zhishen did not give up, and naturally replied: "If I didn't already have the owner of this heavy sword, what would I do if I gave it to this gentleman?"
Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up: "Is this true?"
Lu Buqi nodded: "Of course, I said a long time ago that I would make a good sword for this gentleman." Naturally, I won't break my word. However, this gentleman is both charming and charming. This epee is not for you. Someday I will rebuild a new sword for you, and I will definitely not disappoint this gentleman. β
Although there were some regrets, Lu Feng was still overjoyed: "Huaxia precision products, from extraordinary products, don't let me wait too long!"
"Of course not!" Lu Zhishen did not give up his nod, and then waved his fist at the onlookers. "Today's Huaxia Seiko incident has delayed everyone's time. Fortunately, I didn't lose face with Huaxia Seiko or my friends in Hongshan County. Now that the sun is going down and the West Mountain is over, let's all go!"
"Young master, well done!" I don't know who shouted first, the cheers throbbed, watching a wonderful mass performance, remembering the hungry body, and the words dispersed.
Today, the incident between Lu Buqi and Si Kang Weidian against the sword is bound to spread to Hongshan County at an unparalleled speed.
The epee does not have a sharp edge, but it is very dexterous and does not work. It turned into a sword, and it was common for a sword to fail. "Such a thing is undoubtedly an exciting thing for the people of Hongshan County, and it will naturally spread the reputation of Huaxia Seiko again.
In addition, Feng Lu also admitted that Lu Zhishen and Li Xing's new sword "Leng Xing" was not as sharp as the heavy sword, which undoubtedly made Lu Zhishen not give up, and it was also the glory of the first person to hold the Red Mountain Iron Weapon.
Lu Chuan did not give up his reputation. He went back to the store and still didn't stop. He also polished, polished, engraved and engraved his name. After all, it's a gift for someone else. It's always better to be beautiful and generous.
While doing these things, Lu Xiaofeng also stayed nearby and didn't say anything. Lu Chuan did not abandon or care about him. In his opinion, if Lu Feng had something to say, he would always say it in an appropriate way. The two thoughts that now pop through his mind are: "Read hot works...... Pneumatic seal ......"
Si Kang Wei Dian, who was familiar with these two concepts, came to a quiet courtyard in the southwest corner of the inner city of Hongshan County.
After getting off the horse, Sikong Nian took off his head rope, hung down his long black hair like a waterfall, and rushed into the yard: "Don't abandon the dead land, don't abandon the stinky land... I was exposed in public......"
"Xiao Nian ......" A middle-aged scribe with a clear appearance and a strong physique stretched out his hand to greet him, but only received a roll of his eyes.
"Dian Wei, what's wrong with her? Who messed with her?" The middle-aged scribe gently stroked the three strands of stubble on his chin and asked Sikong Dian Wei, who was following the tiger behind him, "You went out early in the morning and only came back now." What happened?"
To this middle-aged scholar, Si Kangweidian was quite respected: "Third Young Master, it's a long story at this time. Please listen to me slowly......"
After listening to Sikong Dian Wei's explanation, Sikong Nian Sikong Sheng was surprised: "Are you saying that there is a genius in Hongshan County who has mastered the sword-casting technique at the age of sixteen, and the casting technique is much stronger than yours?"
"Not only the casting skill, but even the body refining repair, I'm afraid it's not too much! Make people refuse to obey!" Si Kang Weidian said frankly: "It's hard to believe that you know this, but Third Young Master, you can see ...... by looking at this sword"
It is said that Si Gong is a sweeping maid who knows the art of sword fighting. In addition, Sconson is a very important figure in Sconson, and he is specifically responsible for Sconson's external communication.
Si Kangsheng took the black iron broadsword and split it in two, he really pondered, "Although you are not at 100% level, it is almost the same. 80-year-old black iron broadsword... Oops, Dian Wei, you lost badly... Judging by the twisted lines of the cracks, Lu Buqi's bladeless heavy sword is at least twice as powerful as yours. Are you sure that the young man made a swordless epee with his own hands?"
Sikong Weidian smiled bitterly: "Third master, I won't be so stupid, right? This is what Miss Reed and I saw, and there are still many people watching ......"
"I don't doubt your mental problems, but it's incredible. Even my uncle couldn't beat a sword of that level. I'm afraid that only grandpa can compete with men and women. Sikong Sheng shook his head again and again, his eyes full of doubt: "He is only 16 years old, his physical training is not weaker than yours, has he started refining iron from the moment he was born?"
Sun Ran said: "That's why I said he was a genius in making swords. At least I haven't heard of anyone more talented than him. β
"I've heard of 16 or 17-year-old hotblood, but what about 16-year-old blacksmiths. I can't even think of it......" Sikongsheng's eyes flashed: "If we can absorb it into our commonplace, then grandpa and they will be very happy!"
Mr. Scorn replied, "I think so too. It so happened that although he had figured out the technique of reading popular works, he was not aware of the theoretical knowledge of this technique and some extended techniques. If we can start here, I'm afraid it's entirely possible to have him join us as commonplace. β
"What promises do you have!" At the same time, when the two heroes were on the same page, a clear accusation sounded, and the two looked at each other, but their hair was slightly combed, soft and loose, and a narrow blue guard was tied between their foreheads, still dressed in silver. The whole person is obviously very young and aggressive.
Sikong Nian obviously also has a deep grudge against Lu Bu's qi: "I don't agree to absorb Lu Bu's qi! Whenever I meet someone who can forge a sword better, I want to be dragged into this family. Is it necessary to maintain the prestige of the Sikong family?"
"Of course not!" Sikong Sheng knew that this niece was the strongest, and he also knew that there were some things that did not need to be argued at all. At the moment, he smiled politely: "Every strong man has his own strong hand, and one mountain is higher than the other. We, the Sikong family, have never arrogantly thought that we are the strongest swordsmithing family in the world. Absorbing some sword-forging geniuses is also a tradition of our Four Hole Family. If your grandfather knew that Lu would not give up his existence, he would definitely have the same thoughts as me. β
"Hmph... I don't care!" Sikong Nian replied angrily, "Anyway, until I defeat him, I won't let you come up with another way to absorb him." β
After speaking, Sikong Nian took the whip and walked outside.
"You've just come back, where are you going?" the servants will prepare dinner soon......" Sikong Sheng greeted helplessly.
Si Kangnian raised the whip in his hand: "Distraught, no appetite, go out!"
"This is not Hu Ming, you should be careful!" For his niece, Sikong Sheng had no choice but to advise.
At this time, Sikong Nian had already run out of the yard. The sound of a horse's nose was heard outside. Sikong Sheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm thinking... Isn't it too naΓ―ve for Dad to throw Xiao Nian into the Hongshan Lu family?"
"Third Young Master, I think Miss Nian is frank and lively. She's sure to be loved by people. Si Kang Weidian said beside him: "I think she has a high vision and doesn't necessarily attach importance to Lu Jia's son." β
"Sincerity is sincerity, it's lively, but it's a bit excessive. A girl dresses up as a boy all day long, but she doesn't take ordinary slaves out on the street to flirt with good women... If you, would you dare to get married?"
Faced with Si Kangsheng's rhetorical question, Master Si Kangwei muttered for a long time before answering: "This question is really not easy to answer." I choose to shut up!"
"Okay, I won't force you, but I still have to trouble you to follow up, after all, this is not in the lake, if this girl Nian'en runs out of any disaster, there will be no danger with you. Also, tomorrow is Master Lu's birthday. She has to wake up early and not play too late. β
Sikong Dian Wei knew that Sikong Sheng still loved this niece very much, nodded and stood up: "Then I'll go!"