The host announced the rules of the competition, which are divided into three types: elimination, challenge and qualifying.

In the knockout round, swordsmiths from all over the country compete for PK, and finally select the top 10 new players.

After the new ten people compete out, they will enter the challenge process: that is, these new players can choose any of the top ten sword casting masters on the stage to send a challenge, and the successful challenge can maintain the position of the challenged, and the failure of the challenge is equivalent to elimination.

In the end, the remaining ten people on the stage will also have the most fierce competition and the most exciting ranking competition to determine the new ranking of this year's top ten swordsmiths.

"The competition in the knife competition is very fierce, sword casting masters come out in large numbers, every year there will be a number of cutting-edge strong competitors, from the previous experience, even the best sword caster, there is no one, can occupy the first position in the sword competition for three consecutive years, and even can enter the list of top ten sword casters for three consecutive years are very few, the field of sword casters, there are really many talents, fierce competition."

Liu Guanliang hugged his hands and sighed.

A man next to him shook his head and said: "The current swordsmith is no different from the lathe mechanic, using modern advanced machine tools, an ordinary person can learn to cast a sword for a few years, and he can also become a sword-casting master, this industry no longer has much technical content." ”

Liu Guanliang frowned, and said to the man dissatisfied: "This friend, I don't know if you have ever come into contact with the sword casting industry?" Your tone is simple, but you ignore the hard work of the swordsmiths between hammer by hammer, do you really think that a tenacity knife that wants to make a pattern is not made by a machine? ”

"The so-called ten thousand tenacious knives are just 10,000 hammers, who can't hammer them, what is the technical content in this?"

The young man said with disdain on his face.

"You're insulting the swordsmith profession!"

Liu Guanliang was very dissatisfied and wanted to teach that person a lesson.

Lu Wei took his hand. "Liu Shao, what is there to say to a defeatist, this kind of guy who can only play lip service, always says things simply, but in fact he can't achieve anything, just ignore him."

Lu Wei said this. The young man listened to it word for word, his face was annoyed, he glared at him and said, "Boy, who do you say is a defeatist?" ”

Lu Wei glared back, and the huge spiritual oppression was released, and the man's heart was shocked, and he immediately stammered, and said everything.

When he reacted, his face was gloomy. looked at Lu Wei's back, his eyes were full of resentment.

The knockout tournament is in full swing, in front of the ten knife racks, all kinds of swords are put up, and the order is confirmed by guessing the coin, and the sword is broken.

More than 500 swordsmiths came to the scene, both at home and abroad. There are also many ethnic minority swordsmiths from YN and XJ who performed very eye-catching, attracting bursts of applause from onlookers.

In the process of knife fighting. There were also a few accidents, the broken blade sputtered and rebounded, injuring several participants, but fortunately it was all skin injuries that did not affect the continuation of the game, about two hours later. Ten new challengers were selected from five hundred.

Then there's the challenge.

"Aruru, the swordsmith of the security clan, requests to challenge the tenth swordsmith!"

A swordsmith with a flower-colored cloth cover on his head, dark skin, and ethnic minority dress.

"It can be challenging. Please come on stage. The host greeted.

Aruru came to the stage with his sword, and the swordsmith, who was sitting in the tenth place on the stage, also stood up and clapped his hands, and one of his apprentices walked up to the stage with a knife he had made.

There was a crisp sound on the "bar", and the Qinglong knife on the sword frame was cut in two, and the sword forger of the Baoan clan, Aruru, won the sword!

The swordsmith, who was in tenth place, stood up in frustration and relinquished his tenth-place throne, and Aruru sat down proudly.

Next, the challenge of the newcomers became more intense, and five of the ten swordsmiths who were originally sitting on the stage were eliminated from the stage after a while.

Including Liu Guanliang's third uncle Liu Yijun, he received two challenges, the first time he narrowly survived, and the second time, he encountered a challenge from a female swordsmith, and in a burst of exclamations, he was cut down by the opponent's Emei Yitian Sword, unable to keep the ninth place.

After stepping down, Liu Yijun shook his head and said: "Alas, if I can compete with Mr. Lu's black gold knife, how can I be ousted from the stage by a female streamer, alas, I don't know where to put my face." ”

Liu Yijun is also a well-known swordsmith in the circle, and today he has become a stepping stone for a woman's fame, so you can imagine how depressed he is in his heart.

"Third uncle, you can't say that, you forgot, didn't you just rely on a seven-star sword last year to cut off her master's floating dust sword, and this year his beautiful apprentice took revenge, isn't this called a report for a report?" Liu Guanliang said with a smile.

Liu Yijun glared at his nephew helplessly: "Alas, the current world newspaper, next time I want to be in the top ten in the country, I don't know when I have to wait." ”

sighed like this, but Liu Yijun had expectations in his heart: if he could forge the meteorite remnants that Lu Wei gave him, and come back to the competition next year, not to mention the top ten, that is, the top three, he would have the confidence to enter.

"Look, qualifying has begun!"

There was a commotion on the sidelines, but after seeing the top ten swordsmiths of the year compete, they all listed their proud sword works, showed them to the tens of thousands of spectators below, and immediately started the qualifying match.

The adjustment system implemented in the qualifying tournament allows everyone to have a chance to challenge, and they can choose an opponent with a higher ranking than themselves to PK at will, and exchange rankings if they win, and stay in place if they lose.

This kind of competition is very disadvantageous to the high-ranking swordsmiths, and they can only accept wave after wave of challenges, like a wheel battle.

In fact, almost all the eyes of the swordsmith were on the body of the middle-aged man in his fifties on the throne of the first, Zhou Zhengwu, a well-known swordsmith in China.

Liu Guanliang leaned into Lu Wei's ear and introduced:

"Viagra, this Zhou Zhengwu is not simple, he is currently the only one in Huaguo, who has entered the top ten sword casting industry in the country for seven consecutive years, and since the year before last year, he has occupied the first throne twice The sword casting master, if he can still hold the first place today and achieve three consecutive championships, he will become the first in Huaguo, and may also be the first person in history who can win three consecutive championships, and may even create a dynasty of Zhou-style sword casting, I don't know how much benefit it will bring him. I can pack tickets, Master Zhou Zhengwu, I will definitely become the target of public criticism today! ”

Lu Wei looked up at the middle-aged man with a square face and thick eyebrows in the stands, with a calm and breezy look, and couldn't help muttering: "This Zhou Zhengwu, is it really that powerful?" (To be continued......)