"It's not going to win!"

Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, Bai Yihe muttered to himself.

Then his eyes lit up, as if he had decided something, and immediately, he pulled the bellows again, making the originally somewhat dim blue fire lotus bright again, full of burning feeling.

"Smack!"

He took a piece of iron and threw it in.

After a few breaths, when the temperature has reached the limit of the iron embryo, it is clamped out with iron tongs and placed on the desk.

The white-clothed one, who did not look tired, swung the giant gate again, and hammered down towards the red iron embryo.

"Phew!"

The unique sound of rhythm once again spread in the lobby of Zhu Kee Blacksmith Shop.

Each hammer fell with the shape of a mountain that was invisible to everyone, and the shape of the red iron embryo was smashed in an instant, and the red iron flowers splashed around like fireworks.

"Heh! It's really disguised, and it hasn't been successfully forged yet, but I'm about to finish! Even if you can hit it with every hammer? Can you forge a mortal-level low-grade iron ingot?!" Looking up at the fineness of the iron embryo on the Baiyi Compound Casting Table, Hu Xiang was sure in his heart, he thought that the forging speed of the first iron embryo of Baiyi was behind him, but as everyone knows, the other party was already forging the second iron embryo!

Looking at Hu Xiang like an idiot, Qian Pei knew that he had lost, and when Bai Yihe threw the second iron embryo, his heart throbbed, and now the only life-saving straw was the City Lord's Mansion that had been bought.

Qian Pei's eyes couldn't stop drifting towards Steward Zhang, who was sitting on the chair drinking soul tea, only to see Steward Zhang's relaxed face, holding the lid of the cup, and after glancing at Qian Pei, his head nodded slightly, as if he was passing something.

With a small move, Qian Pei understood!

"Phew!"

When Hu Xiang made the final decision, there were iron ingots with a little cold light on the desk, and a look of joy appeared, and he opened his mouth and said: "Master, fortunately, I am not dishonored! The apprentice has successfully cast a mortal-level low-grade iron ingot! The kid on the other side has lost! Hahaha!"

The excited Hu Xiang didn't notice that Qian Pei had a little anger in his expression, thinking that the other party was pretending to be profound.

"Hey, that traitor!"

"You're not stupid, are you?

The joking voice came out of Bai Yihe's mouth, Hu Xiang's excited expression froze, his eyes drifted along the sound, and he saw a piece of iron ingots glowing with cold light quietly sitting on the casting table, surrounded by hot air that had not completely cooled.

"Impossible! You've only been here for more than two months, how can you become a half-step one-hammer realm!"

"I've been studying for more than a year before I can hammer out a mortal-level low-grade iron ingot!"

"You're only over two months old, you're cheating!"

"That's right, Steward Zhang, he cheats!"

With an extremely surprised look and a distorted face, Hu Xiang knew what kind of results he would face next if he lost.

Panic! His heart was extremely flustered! Hu Xiang didn't expect that Bai Yihe would be able to enter the half-step and one-hammer realm in more than two months, and at this moment, his confidence in winning collapsed, and his thoughts were constantly racing and crazy in his mind, no matter what, he didn't believe that Bai Yihe was an iron ingot forged by his own strength.

However, a fool can also know that it is impossible for Bai Yihe to cheat in front of everyone, but it is a pity that Hu Xiang has gone crazy.

"Ahem, Hu Xiang, don't talk nonsense, he didn't cheat, this mortal-level low-grade iron ingot was indeed forged by him. Being questioned by Hu Xiang by name, Steward Zhang had to clear his throat and speak.

"But ......"

Steward Zhang was about to speak again, but was interrupted by the crazy Hu Xiang: "Haha! I didn't lose! This is a draw! He is also a mortal-level low-grade iron ingot, so am I! I didn't lose! Qian Ji didn't lose! Hahaha......"

Staring at the crazy Hu Xiang, with a little pity, Bai Yihe opened his mouth and said, "Who said you didn't lose?"

With a finger of his hand, not far from each other on the white-clothed caster platform, another iron ingot glowing with cold light appeared in Hu Xiang's eyes.

"This, impossible! I only forged one, how can you forge two?"

"Impossible, it's only been more than two months. Haha! What can you do in more than two months?"

"How could a person who wasn't even a junior apprentice forge two mortal-grade low-grade iron ingots so quickly?"

"I! No!

The crazy Hu Xiang kept shouting and yelling in the hall of Zhu Ji, but no one paid attention to him anymore, and at this moment everyone only thought that he was just a clown jumping off the beam.

"Steward Zhang, I'm the one who won, right?"

Pointing to the two iron ingots again, Bai Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.

Steward Zhang and Qian Pei exchanged glances again in concealment, and then said, "Oh! It's hard to say this contemptible person!"

"It stands to reason that you forge one more iron ingot than him!"

"However, we have to be reasonable, all you forge are mortal-grade low-grade iron ingots!"

"According to the contemptible people, this game is a draw, do you think Boss Qian is good?"

Steward Zhang finished his judgment with a smile.

"Yes!"

"Steward Zhang is really fair!"

"He is worthy of being the chief steward of the City Lord's Mansion!"

Qian Pei sang and harmonized in the hall, and the white clothes flashed a hint of truthfulness, and at the beginning he felt that the other party would definitely repay the debt.

At this moment, Zhu Ziming's happy face climbed into anger again, and he opened his mouth to refute one or two, but before ......he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bai Yihe.

"Hehe, since Steward Zhang thinks it's a draw, how can it be considered a win?" asked Bai Yihe, whose eyes flashed with anger.

Steward Zhang, who was calm and relaxed, still said with a smile: "Unless you can cast mortal-level low-level soul soldiers, soul armor or horcruxes, then you will win!"

Steward Zhang's words made Zhu Ziming's popularity smoky, and at this moment, even the most honest person knew that the City Lord's Mansion was in cahoots with Qian Pei.

"Good!"

As soon as the firm good word blurted out, Bai Yi took two steps to the bellows and pulled quickly.

In an instant, the extinguished fire lotus reappeared, and the blazing sensation burst out.

I saw Bai Yihe throw one of the iron ingots into the furnace in an instant, and as the fire lotus continued to heat up, the mortal-level low-level iron ingots gradually turned red.

"Hey, what is he going to do?"

"He wants to forge a mortal-level low-level weapon?"

The low shouts of the crowd caused Steward Zhang's eyes to narrow, and the dangerous essence gradually flooded.

As soon as the momentum was awe-inspiring, the white cloth raised his hand and pointed the hammer head of the giant que at the red iron ingot, and the fiery red color drew a perfect arc.

"Bang!"

The iron ingot landed heavily on the desk.

The three major processes of the caster are forging, casting, and opening. Casting is to cast a forged iron ingot into an object, whether it is a soul soldier, a soul armor, or a Horcrux.

However, Bai Yihe, who has not yet learned to open the front, has a choice in his heart in an instant, casting a soul armor, and it just so happens that he is also missing a soul armor!

"Drink!"

The selected white-clothed combination suddenly waved the giant que, and the first form of "Shaking Dragon Hammer Technique", the 'shape' instantly blended into it!

"Phew!"

A loud bang fell, and the iron ingots on the desk were instantly smashed into a flat shape, and the hammer in his hand kept swinging, and his mind kept recalling the casting technique taught by the senior brother.

At first, the white-clothed beating seemed a little jerky, but with the map in his mind, the senior brother carefully solved the puzzles, Juque gradually became faster, and the speed slowly began to increase.

An hour later, Bai Yihe was sweating profusely, and his originally ruddy cheeks were now pale, and he only felt that the arm waving Juque was extremely sore, and every time he waved it, it was extremely painful.

In this way, after two sticks of incense again, the sour arm was gradually unable to lift the giant que, which was a pain that Bai Yihe had not tasted for a long time since he began to learn to forge.

"Boom!"

After the last hammer, the main body of the soul armor was completely completed, and Bai Yihe couldn't hold the giant que in an instant, so he could only let it fall to the ground, making a huge screeching sound.

"Big brother, borrow your little hammer!"

"Okay!" Zhu Ziming hurriedly took out the small hammer, he was extremely looking forward to the real miracle of Bai Yihe.

After taking the small hammer, the muscles of the white clothes and arms were sour to the extreme, but fortunately, the small hammer was not as heavy as Juque, and it could be held with only one hand, enduring severe pain, and not stopping for a moment, immediately bursting out of the 'shape' of the mountain, injecting it into the small hammer, and hammering the details of the soul armor.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

With the end of the last hammer of about three hundred strokes, a mortal-level low-level soul armor with a cold aura finally took shape.

"Boom!"

The arm was finally completely out of force, and the small hammer fell to the ground, and Bai Yihe only felt that his arms were like 100,000 catties at this moment, hanging down weakly, and he couldn't move at all, let alone lift it.

"Steward Zhang, how's that?" said to the successful Bai Yihe with his chin raised and said to Steward Zhang, who was sitting still.

The words of the white-clothed man seemed to pull everyone back to reality from surprise, especially Zhu Ziming's group, whose jaws fell in shock, and his mouth opened wide, as if he had met a god.

They know that Bai Yihe has spent more than two months in total to learn the caster, which is unheard of and unseen for Zhu Ziming and others.

The thin teenager in front of him not only won the gambling battle, but also created a miracle, a miracle that belonged to them to witness!

There was a complicated look in his eyes, and after a pause, Steward Zhang said helplessly: "You won!"

He can no longer be partial, not only because of the counterattack of Bai Yihe, but also because of such a big movement in Zhu Ji, many people have come to Zecheng one after another, no matter what, at this moment, Steward Zhang has to maintain the reputation of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Wow! Brother Bai, you are so amazing!"

"Plop!"

"Bang!"

Zhu Lei, who was too excited, rushed to Bai Yihe like crazy and threw herself into his arms, but she never thought that Bai Yihe was already exhausted, her arms were out of strength, and she couldn't stand firm at all.

After only one breath, Bai Yihe, who was pressed to the ground, had to speak: "Ahem! Can Lei'er go down first, your big brother Bai can't breathe!"

"Oops!" The shy voice spat out from Zhu Lei's mouth, and instantly got up from the white clothes, and in an instant, Zhu Lei's wheat-colored face revealed two slight flushes, which looked a little beautiful and moving.

"Haha, little junior sister, why is your face red? Is it your face that has fallen?"

"Little junior sister, the third senior brother supports you!"

The crowd blinked their eyes and ridiculed the words, which made Zhu Lei more and more shy, turned around and fled the lobby with a small step.

"Boss Qian, thank you for finding out this deceitful and ancestor destroyer for me, three days later, I will come to Qian Ji to hold a farewell banquet for you, and the storage office is beautiful. Haha!" Zhu Ziming really let out a bad breath, who said that honest people won't hurt people? Isn't this good?

"Hmph!" With a heavy roar, Qian Pei couldn't suppress the killing intent and anger in his heart, he never thought that such a layout would be turned into a danger by a low-level kid who had just stepped into the Hammer Realm.

After a while, Qian Pei seemed to calm down and walked away from Zhu Ji, after all, in front of everyone, he didn't dare to smash the credibility of the gambling fight.

Subsequently, Qian Ji and the others and Zhang Guan of the City Lord's Mansion left Zhu Ji in advance, Zhu Ziming said thank you with a smile on his face, and the people who left angrily smoked.

"Master, don't go! You can't leave me behind!" At this time, Hu Xiang, who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, was not taken away by Qian Pei, and the angry Qian Pei was eager to kill him, how could he protect him?

He knew that Qian Pei had completely given up on him!

In desperation, he turned around, fell to his knees in an instant, and crawled towards Zhu Ziming: "Master! The apprentice is wrong! The apprentice will never dare again! Can I ask the master to forgive the apprentice once?"

"The apprentice is not a thing, the apprentice is a beast, but on the part of the apprentice who once served tea and water, spare the apprentice once!"

His head kept hitting the ground like pounding garlic, and after only a few breaths, he could see Hu Xiang's head full of blood.

The pale white clothes looked at Hu Xiang and shook his head, what a shameless bastard!

Then, I saw a touch of ferocity burst out of Zhu Ziming's eyes, and with only one leg, he kicked Hu Xiang away, collapsed to the ground after hitting the wall, vomited blood, and died of exhaustion in the blink of an eye.