Chapter 442: Wei Gong
Everyone held their breath as they waited for the swordsmith who had become famous for a year.
The setting sun shone obliquely, stretching the figure of the young swordsmith obliquely.
Emiya raised his head and narrowed his eyes at the red sky, only to feel that the sun at dusk was particularly dazzling.
He took a deep breath, then got up from his seat and walked towards the sword seat.
All eyes were on him.
Together with the swordsmiths who had been sitting in the rest area before, they all became nervous.
People still remember that at the last sword sacrifice ceremony, Ye Ziqing spoke highly of his Yiqin sword-
A sword that can change the world.
At the same time, I also remember how the right hand of God admired his sword at that time, and even left the scene in anger halfway -
It's just because Emiya is not qualified to participate in the sword sacrifice selection.
Otherwise, maybe the one that was enshrined in the main hall of Tianyu last year should be the sword of the guard.
This time last year, the whole world remembered his name.
It was like a thunderclap that shook everyone.
And after that, he did not live up to the praise that Tiandao Yuluo had for him.
The sword has changed the music industry, and it can be seen from this sword ceremony that the world's top sword troupes have added the sword to the new arrangement.
Radar Sword, for the Dream Sword Kingdom to obtain a good vision of intelligence, in the extermination of pirates, and the subsequent shipwreck storm has played a huge role, before that, people never thought that they would conduct reconnaissance in this way, and never thought that the weather could also be predicted.
The Dream Sword allowed the Heavenly Sword Emperor to fulfill his wish in the dream realm, thus improving the relationship between the Heavenly Sword Kingdom and the Dream Sword Kingdom, a dream making machine, which is the most luxurious item for the world.
At the banquet on the eve of the sword sacrifice ceremony, Kenrin Sakura also showed another masterpiece of Emiya-
The rain god blesses, which tells the world that the form of the sword can be so peculiarly changed, that it can be converted between a necklace and a weapon, and that the corresponding sword can be generated according to different users.
Even the swordsmiths at that time once thought that this was a sacrificial sword that could enter the main hall of the Heavenly Universe.
……
In addition, there are all kinds of unknown swords.
In just one year, it is unprecedented to be able to create so many miracles.
Then, on the eve of the Sword Sacrifice Ceremony, he successfully passed the selection of swordsmiths in the Rushing Sword Country, defeating Yan Feng, a swordsmith known as the left hand of the gods.
So far, he has proved to the world with his strength that he is enough to stand at the same height as the hands of the gods.
Battle for the Crown.
Everyone was looking forward to being the first person to be so close to Heavenly Dao Yuluo in so many years.
I hope that he can truly defeat him and create a new myth.
He's been through so much so far.
Oh, yes......
Wei Gong sighed in his heart, for this day, for the dream of a swordsmith, to reach the peak, he has been waiting for a long time.
His fingers twitched, and his heart trembled slightly.
The whole world seemed to have fallen into darkness, and in his eyes, only Ye Ziqing and the other two sword masters, and the entire sword tasting table became dazzling and clear.
He could almost hear his own heart beating.
Bang bang.
Bang bang.
It turns out that this is the selection of sacrificial swords, the pinnacle of sword casting.
Sure enough, it's a huge sense of oppression beyond ordinary people.
The breath from Emiya's mouth was clearly audible, and he lowered his head, his gaze down to his chest.
Before handing over the sacrificial sword, you need to confirm it again-
Today's sword, is it not without any cheating ingredient -
For him, this has always been a demon obstacle in his heart, and the swordsmith system has brought him a lot of superiority beyond ordinary people, and has created many miracles, but if he wins the sword sacrifice ceremony by relying on the golden finger......
I guess I will regret it very much in the future, right?
However, he didn't dare to erase the credit of this golden finger, it was this system that made him so different, it gave him the ability to forge swords with amazing skills, and also brought him a wealth of knowledge of sword forging and materials, like a huge library, and at the same time a very good mentor.
Right now...... Maybe it's time to get out of the way.
Emiya took a firm step forward.
Yes, I didn't rely on the swordsmith system.
Even if there was a sword spectrum at the level of the Tibetan Grade, he was not tempted.
He looked up and took another step forward.
Ye Ziqing's face became clear in front of him.
Does this sword carry my ideals and expectations?
Yes, at least......
She should be pleased.
Maybe the world will be a better place too.
Emiya suddenly laughed-
Compared with power and wealth, it really makes people happy, and it will give you a greater sense of satisfaction.
Perhaps, this is the ...... of the swordsmith Well...... What is the connotation of the service industry......
He exhaled softly, as if exhaling all the pressure in his body, and suddenly felt a sense of relief.
Have I done my best, and I have no regrets even if I wasn't chosen?
Yes.
A sword created entirely by oneself and with all its might.
As for regret......
If you really didn't get selected for the sacrificial sword, you can do it again.
But—
Lao Tzu's sword is not blown indiscriminately!
Since you have already won a god's left hand, why is it difficult to win another god's right hand?
Emiya raised his eyes, a smile on his lips.
……
Ye Ziqing was slightly stunned, this young man's eyes suddenly became different in an instant.
She still remembered what a shocked and terrifying expression appeared on the face of this swordsmith called Wei Gong when Tiandao Yuluo's Enlightenment Sword was displayed in front of everyone at the last moment.
Maybe with a hint of wavering.
But now, in his gaze, these emotions were swept away, including the heaviness that was almost forced to breathe by the huge pressure on the peak field just now, and it had disappeared without a trace.
In front of her was a swordsmith who stood at the top, full of confidence in himself, and at the same time full of infinite reverie about the result.
Yes.
Swordsmith.
It's a glorious profession that requires skill and a strong mind.
Perhaps, for the world, they are glory itself.
Ye Ziqing was wearing a mask, and there was a smile in his eyes.
She whispered in her heart—
"Welcome here, swordsmith."
……
Wei Gong nodded, approached the sword seat, and then took out one from his hand-
Small and delicate square wooden box.
"Hey, what the hell is this?!"
The audience was amazed.
The box was so small, no bigger than half a palm, that no one noticed it when Emiya held it in his hand just now.
Everyone's eyes were still on the saber at his side, and they thought that the short sword with the fiery scabbard was his real sacrificial sword.
"Pocket Sword?"
Or......
Jian Rin Sakura's brows furrowed slightly, "Could it be the blessing of the rain god?" ”
Just as she said this, a pretty red figure behind her moved slightly.