Guo Yi worked overtime, quickly drew the design of the boiler, and held a meeting with the blacksmiths to discuss and improve the details. He had drawn a schematic diagram of a boiler in college classes, but whether he could implement it or not required the help of these experienced craftsmen!

The group studied for three days and finally finalized the final boiler drawings. The "state apparatus" of Shaofu was quickly mobilized and craftsmen were concentrated in construction, but in five days, a new boiler was built.

Fortunately, there was no problem with Guo Yi's drawings. The boiler is running normally, and after a day of debugging, a section of high-carbon steel is cast, which is the world's leading technology!

It is difficult to smelt more steel from the improvised boiler, but the technical theory has been successfully practiced, and the data has been recorded, and the development can be carried out step by step in the future.

This piece of steel is no more than a foot long, and it can only make a short sword. Quickly ordered the blacksmith to polish it into a short sword without a tip and blade overnight, configure the hilt and scabbard, and present it to Emperor Han Ling!

"Your Majesty. The minister, together with hundreds of craftsmen from the Jiangzuo Temple, finally found a magic weapon for my Han after forty days. If our Han athletes are equipped with such sharp weapons, they can overcome obstacles and be invincible. Your Majesty will be able to follow Emperor Wu, attack the Xiongnu in the north, connect the Western Regions in the west, and restore the glory of our Han Dynasty! ”

When Emperor Han Ling heard this, he hurriedly took the short sword, took it out and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment.

When Zhang Rang saw the short sword, he immediately scolded: "You are so bold! How dare you deceive the king? How can a short sword with no edge and no tip kill the enemy? ”

"Shut up! Emasculation! Guo Yi immediately started scolding, since the first two times after scolding the Ten Standing Servants Han Ling Emperor and not punishing him, Guo Yi took a reassuring pill and scolded unceremoniously!

"I am a courtier, how can I hold a sharp weapon and face a saint? Don't you want to go to the palace with a sword?! In the past, Zhuangzi said that the emperor was the Son of Heaven, and he should use the sword of the Son of Heaven to make the five elements, to punish virtue, to open yin and yang, to hold spring and summer, and to act in autumn and winter. Fight the clouds and the Jedi! You eunuch only knows how to kill one person and bleed three feet, why not talk about the sword? ”

Zhao Zhong stood up to help, and cross-examined: "You yellow-haired child, you only know the method of rapping, you have no order of respect and inferiority, you are really a pig and a dog......"

Guo Yi scolded: "Shut up! Vulgar people, not enough to talk to Coats! ”

"Silence!" Emperor Han Ling put the sword on the table, this bladeless sword is indeed extraordinary in terms of material, he once cast four Zhongxing swords, but it is only more than thirty years of steel, it cannot be compared with this short sword. If it can become an armament, maybe it can really sweep the Western Regions.

People always have dreams to live! Although Emperor Ling of Han was absurd, he was still willing to fantasize about his achievements as Emperor Wu!

commanded: "I heard that Aiqing has both guns and swords, why not use this short sword to show its edge?" Abba, go find Wang Yue! Also, shout a few more people to watch the game. ”

"No." Zhang Rang glared at Guo Yi and quickly found someone.

After about a stick of incense, in the school grounds, a middle-aged man stood with a sword. Because he had a sharp weapon, he couldn't get close to the emperor, so he waited on the pingdi. Guo Yi held a short sword in his hand and walked into the field.

Watching the battle on the sidelines, there were Liu Xie, Liu Wei, Empress He, Empress Dowager Dong, and even the general He Jin, the later general Yuan Kui, Shangshu Lu Zhi and others were all there!

Zhang Rang said loudly: "The sword has no eyes, life and death have their own destiny!" Two adults, let's get started. ”

This sentence is clearly so that two people can have no scruples, and even take each other's lives. Guo Yi glanced at Zhang Rang, and the corner of the latter's mouth had a sneer that could not be concealed. Looking at Wang Yue again, there must be another mystery in this competition.

Wang Yue is known as the number one swordsman in the world, and being able to become an emperor is certainly not in vain. Just by standing, he could feel an invisible pressure coming over him, and his eyes were like a sharp sword.

Guo Yi's demeanor was relaxed, this Wang Yue's level was not necessarily higher than Yan Hua, with his own martial arts, it was not difficult to defeat him. But the main purpose of today is to test the sword, as long as it is proved that this short sword can be invincible without a blade.

As for Zhang Rang's plans, Guo Yi doesn't care for the time being. Splashed blood in front of the emperor, hehe, whether you win or lose, don't even think about mixing it up in the future!

"Please."

"Please."

Wang Yue moved, his sword was like a phantom, looking still in the distance, but in fact, it was already in front of him.

"So fast!" Guo Yi involuntarily opened his evil eye, and found that even so, Wang Yue's sword was still so fast that it was invisible!

The short sword was not suitable for attacking, so Guo Yi defended steadily, posing as a Taiji sword, a circular aura shrouded it, and the short sword continued to block the sword that Wang Yue stabbed.

Emperor Han Ling couldn't help but stroke his palms and laughed, and praised: "Good kung fu!" ”

No one who watched the battle had ever seen such a martial art, one of the two people in the field was like a whirlwind, the offensive was like a storm, and the other was like a rock, standing still, but indestructible.

One man attacks with all his might, and the other defends steadily. But at tea time, Wang Yue began to sweat. He had already heard Guo Yi's name and heard it from Yan Hua. The woman defeated herself in only thirty moves, and then told him a name, "If it's Guo Yi, it will probably only take twenty rounds to defeat me." The woman's laughter was like a sharp sword, piercing his pride.

In today's battle, he wanted to try his sword. After losing to Yan Hua, he also learned a lot, and his swordsmanship also improved. If you can defeat Guo Yi in front of the emperor, then you will definitely be a high-ranking official!

Thinking of this, Wang Yue's sword turned sharply, full of killing intent, and he actually stabbed thirty-seven swords in a row within one second.

The Evil Eye was no longer able to capture all the sword blades, and Guo Yi deeply realized the importance of skill. If he hadn't learned first-class swordsmanship from Yan Hua, Wang Yue would have stabbed him at least eight times, three of which would cause fatal injuries!

Guo Yi is indeed invulnerable, but there is a limit to this defensive power! Zhao Yun can beat him with his bare hands to the point that his nose and face are swollen, and Wang Yue's sword blade should also be able to kill him!

He couldn't see these eight swords, but he blocked them with his sword moves!

Wang Yue was a little anxious, Guo Yi's speed and strength were above him, and his swordsmanship was almost the same as Yan Hua's. If he can't win quickly, he will definitely lose!

At the moment, the speed of the sword was increased again, and this time forty-one swords were released!

"Poof." Wang Yue felt that the tip of his sword had hit the target, but he saw a poisonous snake attacking him with its bloody mouth open, aiming at a blind spot that he couldn't take care of! It's either backwards or death.

Wang Yue made the right choice, today is just a competition, there is no need to fight for his life!

Guo Yi also breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately Wang Yue retreated. The ancients said that one inch is long and one inch is strong! This is true. If his short sword wants to stab Wang Yue, then Wang Yue's sword will penetrate his body.

The tiny wound on his chest healed quickly, and the venom flowed out with the bruises.

"Quenching poison on the edge of the sword?" Guo Yi sneered, judging from Wang Yue's performance, it was not his idea. Then it can only be one person, Zhang Rang! Zhang Rang, Zhang Rang, if you don't take your dog's head, I swear not to be a man!