Zhou Tian looked at the Rouyun Sword handed over in surprise, and obviously saw that Fang He's hands were trembling, and fine beads of sweat began to spread on his forehead.

Staring at the Rouyun Sword in front of him, he gritted his teeth gently, and Zhou Tian grabbed the Rouyun Sword fiercely with both hands. "Ahh

Zhou Tian hurriedly let go of the Rouyun Sword and looked at it embarrassedly. Thinking about it, his cold ice sword is only about 100 catties, and such a small piece of white 'jade' crystal is 180 catties, and the whole sword doesn't know how heavy.

"The overall weight of the Rouyun Sword is more than three hundred. Wang Yan smiled faintly and explained.

Ignoring the surprise of the three of them, Wang Yan put away the Rouyun Sword and continued, "Qin Xiao and Fang He's swords are not very good, Zhou Tian, do you know if there are any swords sold around here, let's go and see." ”

Zhou Tian finally put away his surprised look, swallowed his saliva, and said. "You're asking the right question, as far as I know, a new blacksmith shop opened outside the academy two days ago, and it's said to be pretty good. ”

"Then let's see. Saying that, Wang Yan picked up Fang He and walked towards the 'door' of the college.

"But I'm ......," Fang He said stiffly, his anxious eyes seemed to tell something.

"It's okay, let's go. Wang Yan obviously understood what Fang He wanted to say, and with a slight force on his wrist, he pulled Fang He up and walked out.

Under the leadership of Zhou Tian, the four of them quickly found the blacksmith shop they said.

The blacksmith shop is not large, and there is only a simple plaque hanging on the outside, which reads 'Unnamed Blacksmith Shop'. On a flat wooden board at the entrance of the 'gate', all kinds of swords are neatly arranged.

The four of them began to carefully inspect the swords on the wooden board, but they felt that they were not very good, and they were made of ordinary iron, which could not meet the requirements imagined by Wang Yan at all.

"Boss ......" looked for it, but didn't find any decent swords, Wang Yan shouted into the house.

After a while, a middle-aged man walked out of the house. The man was wearing a strong body and a pair of black shorts, apparently still working. His smooth face was as smooth as a mirror, his long hair was straight to his shawl, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he walked slowly towards the 'door'.

Seeing Wang Yan and the others, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the man's eyes, and then quietly disappeared. Still asked indifferently, "I wonder how many children need help?"

"My friend needs two better swords, I don't know if you have them here. Wang Yan looked at the person who came out, opened the 'door' and said.

"Oh," the man asked, interested. "I wonder what kind of sword your friend needs?" asked as he looked at Wang Yan and the others. He also nodded lightly from time to time.

"A soft sword, a long sword. With that, Qin Xiao and Fang He took out their swords and handed them to the man. "That's it. It is better to be made of good materials, and, in my opinion, the soft sword can be a little longer than the current one, and the flexibility is better, and the long sword, if there is a good black iron, it is naturally better, and it can be wider, but the weight should not exceed one hundred and fifty catties. ”

While looking at the soft sword and the black 'colored' long sword, he listened to Wang Yan's request, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He then put the two swords into his left hand, and his right hand slowly picked up a sword as thin as chopsticks on the wooden board, and slashed it towards his left hand.

Bite......

The soft sword and the black 'colored' sword broke off at the same time, and at the same time made a clanging sound. And the sword, which was as thin as chopsticks, was not damaged in the slightest.

"Why did you destroy our sword?" Seeing that his sword had been destroyed for no reason, Fang He roared loudly, his eyes glistening with tears, and he was about to rush forward.

"Don't get 'excited' just yet. Wang Yan grabbed Fang He and comforted. "I think this master must have a reason for doing this, since my friend's sword has been damaged by you, what are you going to do?" comforted Fang He, and then said to the blacksmith.

"What do you think should be done?" the man looked at Wang Yan with some playfulness and said lightly.

"You ......" Wang Yan was almost angry this time, but he still suppressed his anger. He took a deep breath and said, "Please call your boss, I need to talk to him." ”

"I'm the boss. The man still said calmly, without the slightest emotion in his tone.

"You?" Zhou Tian also stood up and said suspiciously. "Since you're the boss, why did you do that?"

"Nothing. The blacksmith boss still said unhurriedly. "I just wanted to try out how I feel about my sword as a swordsman, and obviously you've passed. When he said the last sentence, the blacksmith boss looked at Fang He and said.

Fang He ignored him, still yelling unrelentingly. "Return my sword, you have no right to destroy my sword, you give it back to me!"

Seeing Fang He like this, the blacksmith boss frowned. He immediately said, "Little friend, if you still want your sword to be used by you, please don't make a noise, and you can come back tomorrow at noon to get the sword." ”

Seeing the blacksmith say this, Fang He stopped making trouble. Looking at Wang Yan and the others, the four of them returned to the academy with a heavy heart.

At noon the next day, the four of them met again to go to the nameless blacksmith shop. Before they arrived, they saw the boss standing at the 'door' from a distance, as if waiting for them.

"You're here. Looking at the four children in front of him, the boss said jokingly. "I thought you wouldn't dare to come. ”

"Why don't we dare to come? You have destroyed our sword, and of course we must recover this loss. Qin Xiao said indignantly.

The boss smiled indifferently, took out two swords from the house, handed a soft sword with a snow-white body to Qin Xiao, and then handed another black 'colored' long sword to Fang He.

When Qin Xiao took the sword, he suddenly felt a trace of coldness go straight to his heart, and he couldn't help but shake the hilt of the sword hard. The whole body of the sword is as white as snow, longer than the previous software sword, about one meter two, as thin as confetti, only two millimeters thick. The sharp blades on both sides are faintly bubbling with cold light, and they all say that the sharp ones are vulnerable, and the soft ones are long, and these two completely opposite ones are completely integrated into one, and this sword is destined to be extraordinary.

The soft sword shook slightly in Qin Xiao's hand, shining dazzlingly in the sun, shaking people a little unable to open their eyes.

Qin Xiao hurriedly activated the sword qi in his body and began to wield the soft sword. In Qin Xiao's hand, the soft sword was sometimes as soft as a snake, fluttering and sprinkling, flying briskly, tapping the void, and sometimes it was as heavy as a rock, and every time it was swung, there was a whirring sound in the air.

"This soft sword is all made of jade iron, with a total length of one meter and one five, a width of five centimeters, a thickness of three millimeters, and a weight of eighteen catties. ”

Wang Yan has naturally heard of Yutie, which is known as the 'King of Tenacity'. Seeing Qin Xiao excitedly wielding the soft sword, Wang Yan smiled with satisfaction. It seems that this boss is not a bad person.

"The soft sword is like a cloud, the soft sword is like the wind, and the soft sword is like water. Quietly watching Qin Xiao waving in the sun, the blacksmith boss muttered.

"The soft sword is like a cloud, the soft sword is like the wind, and the soft sword is like water?" Almost at the same time, Qin Xiao stopped and said this sentence with Wang Yan and the others. The four of them did not speak, savoring the words carefully.

The clouds, quiet and elegant, soar in the sky, move like thunder, covering the sky.

The wind is gentle and refreshing, and the wind is strong, and the heavens and the earth change color.

Water, soft and elegant, the heart is like the West Lake, and the storm is like a mountain torrent, destroying the sky and the earth.

Although he only talked about soft swords, all those who practice swordsmanship know that sword styles can also be rigid or soft, and they can change in all shapes and sizes. The four of them slowly closed their eyes, quietly experiencing this seemingly simple sentence, and it took a long time to wake up. For some reason, Wang Yan felt that the person in front of him was not a professional blacksmith, but like a teacher, he always let himself be taught.

Seeing that everyone opened their eyes, the boss smiled faintly and said, "How is it, this soft sword is okay, right?"

"It's great, it's wonderful. Qin Xiao said excitedly. "I've never seen such a good soft sword, it's just amazing. ”

The boss nodded and smiled slightly, and looked at Fang He again, his eyes were full of concern, "What about you?"

Only then did everyone notice the long sword in Fang He's hand. The sword was still pitch black, and there was not a trace of impurity to be found. The black 'colored' sword body glowed faintly in the sunlight, making it look a little 'gloomy'. In the light, there was no energy, and there was no discomfort.

"This sword is made of star iron. Star iron is mainly strong in hardness, I think you focus more on strength, so you use more jade iron. However, the so-called rigidity is easy to break, so I added a little white 'jade' to it to increase its toughness. The sword is one meter and two meters long, ten centimeters wide, and weighs about one hundred and forty pounds. Looking at Fang He, the boss had a little more attention in his eyes and continued. "Your previous sword was only one hundred and twenty pounds, so you need to 'spend' more time to familiarize yourself with this sword. Don't underestimate any change, often a little mistake will create a failure. Therefore you should be more familiar with your sword. ”

The boss is right, as a swordsman, if you are not even familiar with your own sword, how can you use it to play a good job and a good power. No wonder my father always told me to hold a sword at all times, it seems that it is not unreasonable, Wang Yan suddenly thought of Wang Chong, and his mood inevitably became a little sad.

"But what about my previous sword?" Fang He was not as 'agitated' as Qin Xiao, and still asked the boss melancholy.

"Isn't it in your hands?" the boss pointed to the sword in Fang He's hand. Only then did everyone realize that above the hilt of the sword in Fang He's hand, there was a ball the size of a thumb, the ball was as smooth as a mirror, and it was completely integrated with the entire sword, and they couldn't find the slightest flaw.

"This?" Pointing to the ball, Fang He asked suspiciously.

"Yes, that's it, I have purified your previous sword, and that small piece is the 'essence' of it-the iron 'essence'. ”

Gently 'touching' the small round ball on the hilt of the sword, Fang He's eyes gradually blurred, and crystal tears slipped quietly.

Tick......

Tears fell on the ball, but there was no trace of water.

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