But this is precisely the value of Uncle Tie.

Relying on this pure heart, Uncle Tie reached the intermediate forging master in only three years, and there were only three intermediate forging masters in Yanlong City, two of whom belonged to the largest device manufacturer in Yanlong City, the Spirit Weapon Pavilion.

After learning the news, the Spirit Weapon Pavilion solicited it, but Uncle Tie was used to living the life of idle clouds and wild cranes, so he refused. After the Spirit Weapon Pavilion was rejected, he didn't forcibly retaliate, after all, the small shop opened by one person didn't have much benefit, and it was still a society ruled by law.

As a result, Uncle Tie actually created a guard-level third-stage spirit armor.

This made the Spirit Weapon Pavilion a little panicked, after all, the two intermediate forging masters of the Spirit Weapon Pavilion could only forge the spirit armor of the second stage of the guard level at the most.

Because of this gap, the sales volume of the Instrument Spirit Pavilion has shrunk by two percent in a month, especially the orders for customized spirit armor above the guard level, which has decreased by nearly two and a half.

Of course, it is impossible to eat it with Uncle Tie's production volume, but some people would rather wait in line than go to the Instrument Spirit Pavilion to make the spirit armor, after all, Uncle Tie is already inexpensive, and the price of building the spirit armor of the third stage of the guard level is the same as that of the spirit armor of the second stage of the Wei level in the Spirit Pavilion, which makes some ordinary war beast masters more willing to go to Uncle Tie's side.

And it will take at least a few months for the forging masters of the Instrument Spirit Pavilion to create a guard-level third-stage spirit armor, but the Instrument Spirit Pavilion is unwilling to wait, and they dare not wait, even if they wait until that time, if Uncle Tie's forging level improves again, their reputation of the Spirit Pavilion will be almost lost.

Businessmen are heavy on profits, and they can take risks for the sake of profit, not to mention a small intermediate forging master, without any power to protect him, even if such a small person has the ability, he can only be crushed.

As a result, one night in the month after that, Uncle Tie's arm was broken, and he couldn't strike iron.

But Uncle Tie was not decadent, not even a trace of loss.

Leng Feng remembered that Uncle Tie said a sentence when he recalled that experience,

"It's not that I can't strike iron when my hand is broken, I can continue. ”

As a result, Uncle Tie really figured out a set of arm-like machinery by himself, which can be put on the arm to make the arm swing, and after so many years of skillful use, he has also found the feeling he used to have, but the level of forging is indeed gone.

But the Instrument Spirit Pavilion still refused to let go of Uncle Tie, they were afraid, afraid that this man would regain his strength again.

So every day Uncle Tie's small blacksmith shop would be tossed around.

Leng Feng had seen it, that iron-blooded man, his hands were clenched tightly, his nails were pierced into the flesh, and he didn't know that he was bleeding.

Uncle Tie is also a short-tempered person, but he was stunned and smoothed out the edges and corners and endured it.

But Leng Feng couldn't bear it, after his parents left, Uncle Tie and Grandpa Hua were his closest people. There was no strength to take revenge before, but now, the Instrument Spirit Pavilion had to pay the price.

Quietly picked up a few parts, Leng Feng sank down and slowly felt the aura between heaven and earth, the carving knife in his hand slowly flowed away from the iron armor, the powerful soul power helped Leng Feng firmly control the carving knife in his hand, without a trace of hesitation, Leng Feng coherently carved out the carving pattern of the spirit armor, and the aura in the air also flowed into the iron armor along the carving knife, but in ten minutes, a pair of soldier-level five-stage spirit armor was carved.

Leng Feng nodded with satisfaction, after the soul power was enhanced, the speed and accuracy of the carving had improved a lot, and even the forging master rank could be improved a little more, after six years of working in the spirit armor shop, Leng Feng was already a junior forger.

Just as Leng Feng was carving an iron armor, there was a commotion outside.

Leng Feng hurried out.

As soon as he walked into the hall where Uncle Tie was forging, he saw the scene in front of him, and his eyes were shattered.

A group of young people wearing silver-white robes surrounded Uncle Tie's iron platform, and the spirit armor pattern behind the silver-white robe was the symbol of the Instrument Spirit Pavilion, which was another disturbance in the Instrument Spirit Pavilion.

One of the young men who seemed to be the leader had contempt on his face, and one hand was patting Uncle Tie's face, and he said while patting,

"Li is crippled, you can still strike iron with this hand, hey, it's not bad, quickly give me an ear spoon for the young master and I will buckle my ears." ”

The young man with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek next to him echoed,

"Can Li still pick out his ears?

The figure-eight young man turned around and slapped the young man, but there was a hint of ridicule on his face,

"What do you say, Li was a ...... before he was crippled?"

Before the words fell, a fist shadow struck.

The figure-eight young man suddenly flew upside down and slammed into the wall.

The rest of the people hurried to help.

Leng Feng walked up to Uncle Tie and said with a firm gaze,

"Don't worry, Uncle Tie, I'm here. ”

Uncle Tie's eyes were slightly moist, and a hoarse voice sounded,

"You stinky boy. ”

The figure-eight boy who fell on the side of the wall coughed a few times and spat out a mouthful of blood, which was better.

A few people next to him were either stroking their backs or comforting.

The eight-character young man had the posture of a second ancestor, pushed everyone away with both hands, but he made a stumble, and then without saying a word, he showed the emerald green bracelet in his hand, and a colorful tiger appeared out of thin air.

The eight-character young man said viciously,

"The kid dares to hit me, today you are dead, the yellow dog bites him to death. ”

Seeing that the situation was not good, Uncle Tie raised his hand to his waist and was about to take out something.

Leng Feng moved faster, the spirit beast bracelet appeared, and Xiao Huang stepped on the flames and roared out.

Since this eight-character young man summoned the spirit beast first, Leng Feng didn't care about it, it was illegal to trespass on a private house in the law, plus summoning the spirit beast first, how could it be considered Leng Feng's legitimate defense.

The information of the colorful tiger was horizontal in front of Leng Feng.

"Name: Black Spotted Tiger"

"Rank: Guardian 2nd Stage"

"Quality: Excellent"

Attribute: Gold

"Skill: None"

"Notes: There are dark spots on the body, and his bearing is extraordinary. ”

After looking at the Black Spotted Tiger's skill, Leng Feng knew the ending.

Xiao Huang already knew what was going on in the bracelet, and as soon as he appeared, he burst out with all his strength, how could a small black spotted tiger resist the terrifying Xiao Huang, with just one claw, the black spotted tiger was torn in half, spilling a large amount of blood.

The young man was already stunned by the scene in front of him, and sat on the ground unconsciously.

Xiao Huang, who killed the black spotted tiger, raised his head and slowly walked towards the figure-eight youth.

The blood-stained lion's head slowly approached, which felt no less than hell, and the figure-eight young man spread out on the ground and trembled with fright.

According to the current law, Xiao Huang had no problem directly killing the young man, but Leng Feng suddenly stopped it.

Xiao Huang suddenly stopped advancing, and then roared angrily to relieve his hatred.

When the young man heard the roar, he was even more frightened and peed his pants.

Leng Feng walked slowly from behind.

said coldly,

"Dear young master, there is something to ask for, I don't know if it's okay?"

The boy's request was definitely not a good thing, but the boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva and still asked,

"Don't dare, don't dare, what do you command. ”