Two fine iron ingots are not enough to craft a weapon, and Izzy needs to go to the mines to find the old miners of the Shattered Hand Clan.

The old miner's name was Bogmash, and he was an orc with a story, and when Izzy first noticed him, he noticed some strange burn scars on his chin, chest, and arms.

He claimed that he had no clan, and that he had been born in a prison like Kargas, and as soon as Izzy heard it, he knew he was lying, he had a broken hand, and he wrapped a coarse cloth around the manuscript, and even if he lost a hand, he was still very skilled in mining, as if the movement was carved into his body's instinct.

This is not a skill that an orc in a prison can learn.

But none of that mattered, Izzy had no intention of discovering the secrets of others, and perhaps one day, the old orc would be able to tell it himself.

After taking 6 incandescent iron ingots, Izzy went to the forge room and asked several of the smithing apprentices to see how they forged it.

Try your hand first, melt the incandescent iron ingot and steel, enter the mold, put in some catalyst, and a reddish alloy ingot is finished.

"You don't have to learn this. With a reminder, Izzy grabbed the reddish metal ingot with his right hand and struck it with a hammer in his left hand.

By the way, since Izzy woke up from that nightmare that cut through the darkness, his mental power has improved tremendously, and his elemental body has also improved.

The experience of nine deaths is still valuable, his right hand has regained ninety percent strength, or maybe eleven percent, after all, it has been several months since the severed hand, and his body is growing, and Izzy tries to find time to exercise.

While smashing Tie Yiqi, he said:

"I studied under the legendary craftsman of the Blackstone Clan, Tabo ▪ Forging Heart, it doesn't matter if you don't know him, you just need to know that he is over seventy years old this year, and he has been playing iron for sixty years, and he is still continuing. ”

"He taught me..."Izzy taught them as much as he could, and a bladed fist gradually took shape, Izzy made standard equipment, designed to be simple and practical.

The blade is quenched, the wrist protector is installed, and a hideous fist is formed, and the sharp blade is sharpened, and the beautiful pattern gradually turns into a shiny mirror.

Folding and forging method plus the knowledge of the elements, the fist blade forged by Izzy is extremely sharp and durable, and Izzy also attaches light and agile special effects to the weapon, and the knowledge of the elements is so powerful.

Izzy summoned an orc with a broken hand and asked him to give it a try, and with a wave of his right hand, a thigh-thick stake was cut off, and the cut was smooth as if it had been processed.

Izzy nodded in satisfaction and asked his herald to gather the warriors of the Hundred Battles.

"Just go and say a word, do you want a good weapon?"

After a while, the group of orcs of the Hundred Battles was like a pack of hungry wolves, and they were noisy and noisy to the forging room.

Izzy told the orc warrior to keep putting leaves on the blade, and the leaves were cut in half as soon as he blew them.

The hundred warriors of the Broken Hand Clan have their eyes straightened.

"Do you want it?" Izzy asked them with a grin.

Collectively nodded frantically, for a warrior, a good weapon is a second life.

"I want it, no way!"

Rubbing his palms and licking his face, Kargas walked over, and was about to speak when Izzy reached out and interrupted him.

"Yours and I have other arrangements, go aside. ”

"That's it, I'm sure I'll forge more in the future. ”

"You want, so to speak, come and show me your hands, whoever can let me lie on the ground first, and the weapon I forged will belong to him, but whoever is thrown by me, I'm sorry, wait next time." ”

"Who's going to go first, now?" the orcs looked at each other, partly because they thought it was too simple, and partly because they thought it was too terrifying.

Six of the thirteen warriors had seen Izzy's fists and feet, and they felt a chill when they remembered Izzy's kick on that tower.

At that time, Izzy kicked a volley in the air, but kicked an ogre three meters away, and flew directly down the tower, and when they went down, they also saw the ogre turned into a mess, and the cold was exactly the same as now.

"Dead friends don't die poor. ”

Six warriors of the Hundred Battles encouraged the orcs, who did not know the situation, to go up and test the water first, and one was instigated by them.

Putting on a stance, the Hundred Warriors rushed towards Izzy, Izzy stumbled under his feet, shook his hands, and the Hundred Warriors spun around, flew up, and hung on a tall tree on the side.

"Shhh

"Next. Izzy looked at the Hundred Orcs with a defiant look, with an expression of ultimate mockery.

The warriors of the hundred battles had never seen such an underwhelming expression, and their faces were red and their muscles bulged.

Another middle-aged warrior came up, angry but cautious, and Izzy glanced at him, still with the same expression he had just had.

The Hundred Battles Orc was completely unmoved, and Izzy admired his calmness very much, and if he could be provoked at will, he would undoubtedly be disqualified as a warrior.

Izzy charged at him, approaching with lightning speed, and Izzy fell to the ground, clasped his legs with his hands and shoulders, disrupted his balance, and threw him to the ground, slamming his fist into the grass next to his face, and slamming his fist into the earth.

The cold sweat on the face of the middle-aged orc was too fast, and he had already reached the ground when he reacted, and in the blink of an eye, the fist was in front of him.

Izzy got up and said in a somewhat boring voice, "Next." ”

He couldn't help but feel a little lonely in his heart, the orcs didn't wrestle, their fists and kicks relied more on strong physical fitness, straight punches and kicks, and there was no skill in it, their skills were all related to the use of weapons and physical exercise, so Izzy fought with them empty-handed, just like a wrestling veteran bullying ordinary people.

In a daze, Izzy thought about it when another warrior of a hundred battles came to power, and Izzy knew at a glance that he belonged to the kind of berserker who relied on bloody rage.

It is a very powerful thing to be able to turn talent into combat effectiveness.

But it didn't make up for the gap in skill, and he punched Izzy straight in the face, and Izzy's eyes flashed to the left, and his hands passed under his armpits and shoulders, locked together.

With a mix of his right foot, Izzy locked him firmly to the ground with a triangular lock on his arm, and the angry orc still wanted to struggle, but Izzy strangled him with both arms.

In just a moment, all twelve of the Hundred Orcs were defeated, and their faces were ugly at this time, if it was a Margora, they would already be a corpse.

"You don't need to look like that, it's just a wrestling contest, and your craft is about killing, not fighting with your bare hands. ”

"But it's a question of who should give the weapon, and I don't want to leave him in the warehouse to dust. ”

Izzy thought for a moment, clapped his hands and said:

"You fight in teams of two, and you are not allowed to die, and you are not allowed to attack according to the vital points, and the winner will be able to obtain this high-quality weapon. ”

"Please remember my words, no lethal and no vital attacks, there will be more and more such weapons in the future, and everyone will get their own one, but it is only a matter of time. ”

After saying that, they fought, and they all found their opponents, but after a while, the calm orc, whom Izzy admired so much, won the final victory.

Izzy asked him, "What's your name?"

"My name is Chuck ▪ Sabretooth Tiger, honorable Redeemer. ”

Izzy listened to his words, a little surprised, he was still the title holder.

"How did you get your title, can you tell me about it?"

"I once got this title when I bit a saber-toothed tiger to death in the gladiatorial arena. ”

Izzy shuddered when he heard this, the saber-toothed tiger is also a kind of overlord-level creature on the planet Draenor, almost a little smaller than an elephant, and he bit one to death?

"I believe that this weapon, in your hands, will bring you the highest glory, warrior!" Izzy said, handing him the Blade Fist.

Having dismissed many orcs, Kargas is still waiting.

"Don't go out hunting these days, I need a few days to build your weapon, after all, it's a chief, you still have to get your equipment right. ”

Kargas nodded, "No problem, my friend, what else do you need me to do?"

Izzy grinned, "Do what a chief does!"

Kargas's face was ugly.

In the middle of the night, Izzy draws the blueprints and uses the memories in his mind, and with the knowledge of the elements, he can make a lot of very magical weapons, and Izzy already has a clue.

Everyone has the most suitable weapon or the most desirable weapon, and the blade fist that Izzy made for Kargas was tailor-made for him, and Izzy once asked Kargas what kind of weapon he wanted.

Kargas said plainly: Blade Fist and Chain Hook.

"Don't you need defense?"

"Killing the enemy is the best defense. ”

"If I could make your left hand almost the same as my right hand, would you? ”

Kargas smiled meaningfully as he looked at his empty left hand, which contained an ordinary standard fist blade.

"No, the loss of my left hand is a sign of glory for me, a symbol of doing whatever it takes to be free, and I'm fine now. ”

"Don't you have any ideas?" Izzy felt like he was in college, asking his roommate what he wanted to eat, and the other party replied casually.

"If I could, I'd like to add some long-range attacks, and I use the Chain Hook Blade because I hate the caster being in the distance. ”

If I can hook him and pull him closer, I will give that yin a chill, there is nothing more comforting than that.

Izzy remembered Kargas's request and decided to forge him two different weapons.

One chain hook blade is biased towards control, while the other fist blade can deal extreme damage.

Through his knowledge of the elements, and the dense fine iron of the Draenei, Izzy drew two weapons on the blueprints, a fist blade with terrifying serrations that can explode and retract the blade at will, and a chainblade blade that can eject barbs.

The Fist Blade can absorb the enemy's life energy by killing the enemy, and after reaching a point of point, it can burst out through the spirit of Kargas, and can also control the scattered scatter mode, or the heavy attack mode of the entire blade, which is the long-range attack method designed by Izzy for him.

What's more, even if the blade pops out, it can be recovered through mental power, and the ejection will only control half of the blade to shoot, so that Kargas's left hand will not completely lose the ability to attack.

The chain knife is designed to be more suitable for throwing out or slashing targets, think about it, throw it and nail it into the body, suddenly the knife cracks out a long barb, Kargas pulls back, and the left-handed scatter mode hits!

Izzy broke out in a cold sweat thinking about it, it was just too brutal.