"Throw in the towel?" There was a smile on Zong Tian's face, and when he saw that smile, Cheng Fang was also stunned.

"Yes." However, a similar expression still appeared on his face after all, and as a senior swordsmith, Cheng Fang finally understood Zongtian's intention to do this.

What is the path of the swordsmith? Hardships? Hardship seems too cliché, after all, hardship will appear on every path to success. The path of a swordsmith should be a path of failure, because even the most ordinary attribute rune will become a complete waste because of the slightest error, so only a tenacious will can make people choose to persist after such a long period of failure.

Just as Cheng Fang was thinking about this, Zongtian's thoughts flew farther away. Although he knew that what he was doing was really impersonal, it was also a last resort. And compared to Yinbai, he is obviously more deliberate about what Cheng Fang did, but I have to say that everyone seems to be more accepting of Cheng Fang's experience.

There is one and then two, and after the appearance of the two successful ones, the rest of the people are also a little anxious, after all, the number of places is there, they don't want to bet on what kindness Zongtian will have for himself, after all, he is basically ruthless at this time.

Since it is an assessment, there will naturally be losers, and among these people, some people left tears in the assessment, and some fought against Zongtian. However, when a swordsmith wrapped his own flames around the sky, the surging death qi from the black blade of the sky instantly engulfed those flames. This kind of appearance is like breaking Jiang He's sword in the sky, and such skills also warn everyone what the consequences of being mad with him will be.

This kind of situation is unbelievable even for Wan Ling'er, as the boss of the weapon shop, she naturally knows how difficult the path of sword casting is, and Zongtian has shown such skills after showing such superb sword casting skills. At this time, she couldn't help but doubt his young face, it seems that the gray hair and the calmness he often shows reflect his real age, right?

This is the end of the second assessment, but it seems that the selection will continue, because there are still nine people standing in front of Zongtian. And for those who failed, although their performances were different, Zongtian still gave an equal attitude to these first test passers, and what they got was that they could ask him about sword forging at will.

However, after Zongtian left them with such a shadow, whether this would make it a little difficult for them to approach Zongtian was not something that Zongtian should consider.

Although the nine people passed, this assessment left them not only with mental exhaustion, but also with their bodies, so the final assessment was reasonably set for two weeks later.

"And I'm here to announce two exempt people." Zongtian's words naturally attracted the attention of all people.

"The first one is Cheng Fang, because I've already seen his sword-casting." Such a result is obviously relatively acceptable, after all, if you can't even choose the number one swordsmith in the city, then the rest of the people are really hopeless.

"The second one is silver-white, and those who have doubts can ask your shopkeeper." Although Yinbai is not a swordsmith at all, in the previous assessment, Yinbai has already proved himself. And if Zongtian said so, presumably the final assessment must be sword casting, right?

Although everyone had a lot of speculation, no one asked about such a thing after all, and Zongtian slowly left under the gaze of everyone.

Returning to the quiet courtyard, Zongtian also quietly relaxed here, and a voice also appeared in his mind at his sigh.

"Tired?" Such a sound is naturally soul-making.

"A little."

"This kind of bad guy role is a bit out of your mind."

"Then it seems that Yang Ling is really a natural bad person."

"That doesn't seem right to say that." After a moment's hesitation, the soul-maker's voice came with a smile.

"But I didn't expect that when I was still trying to be a student, I would suddenly have to teach others."

"Yes, and what you have to teach is still sword forging, you really have to stick to your bad business to the end."

"You can't say that." Zongtian smiled bitterly with some embarrassment.

"Yes, anyway, you're also here to find out the whereabouts of the Horcrux, and it's really not a bad job." The soul-making discourse has a bit of a fugue feel.

"Sister Soul Maker?" Because he had never seen a soul creation like this, Zong Tian also asked tentatively.

"Huh?" And this response is familiar to Zongtian.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's just gossip."

"Where do you think of it?" Zongtian is so speculative.

"Pretty much, probably because my brain is a little messed up right now."

"Did you sleep too much?" The person who is busy is obviously Zongtian, but to be honest, Zongtian's heart is also a little chaotic at this time.

"It's about what you just did." Sure enough, he still had to talk about this topic, and Zongtian also sighed softly at this time, but what the soul maker was going to say next was what he didn't expect.

"Although I can understand it, but, I still can't forgive Yang Ling for what he did to you." The Soul Maker's words seemed a little confusing, but Zong Tian immediately understood what she meant, and at this time, the Soul Creation showed that he was comparing what he had done with what he had experienced.

"Sister Soul Maker, we may really be a bit like brother and sister."

"Huh?" It's like some fugue soul creation just now, Zongtian's somewhat inexplicable words naturally made the soul creation stunned.

"Actually, I was thinking about some similar things just now, but what I thought of was the difference between Yinbai and other people."

"Do you mean, adults and cute children like that?"

"You'll understand it right away." After all, the previous soul creation also intervened for what Zongtian did to Yinbai.

"Is it because we've been together all the time that we're like?"

"I don't think so, after all, you've been sleeping lately."

As soon as Zong Tian said this, the soul creation appeared directly in front of him, and the small fist of the soul creation also hit Zong Tian's forehead.

"It hurts!" Some didn't expect that such a small soul-making would be quite powerful, and such an unexpectedness also made Zongtian exhale in pain.

"Sure enough, you can't be too idle, you and I are both!" The words of soul creation are like a summary.