"Lao Yi, my brother has a big project, let's do it, how about five or five points?"

"Xia Yi!!"

“...... Go the right way!"

"The Great Sage is going with me?"

"Let's go to ....."

"Hahaha....."

"Ahhh

The hysterical voice shouted in the dream, and the figure wielding the iron rod streaked across the sky and rushed towards the enemy, swinging the rod and smashing it: "-Die!"

.....

The shouts seem to run through time and space.

Xia Yi opened his eyes and sat up, it was already dark, the sun was pouring into the room from the terrace, and the other few beds were huddled in the corner in fear, looking at him.

And Gaga, too, hid on the terrace, poking out half of her long face and looking at it cautiously.

"Huh?"

Xia Yi noticed that on the ground on the right hand, the whole square rock was like paper paste, and it was scratched by himself, which should have been caused by the excitement of recalling some things in the past in his dream.

After sitting on the bed for a few more moments, and after the hazy drowsiness had completely disappeared, he called out to the terrace, "Quack!" Then, after packing up his things, he walked out of the room, and the goband behind him carried a scimitar, shook the pocket between his crotch, and followed him with his green head high, and walked down the stairs together.

After ordering the food he had eaten last night at the tavern, Xia Yi took Gaga back to the street to look for a shop where he could strike iron, from yesterday to this morning, he had probably figured out this town, because it was close to the Gobi and the desert, there were characteristic creatures and some unique things that were not found elsewhere, which made the business and trade here prosperous, of course, as for why it is still a small town.

Xia Yi didn't have much time to think about it.

Soon, in the southwest corner of the town, in the middle of several houses, I found an iron-striking shop, which belonged to an open environment, and you could see the burning furnace and the chimney emitting black smoke from a distance.

The muscular blacksmith has four arms, holding a hammer in one hand and a clamp in the other to hold the billet in place, while the other two hands are also doing something, holding a grinder, polishing the edge, or wiping sweat from the forehead with a rag.

Then he put it on a nearby shelf and hung it, and when he heard the footsteps, he turned his face slightly sideways, with a thick beard, and only one eye on his whole face, which was hideous and terrifying.

The hand that was violently tapping immediately stopped, held it in his hand, turned around, and his huge eyes swayed, looking at Xia Yi who came in.

In words that Xia Yi didn't understand, he spoke in a deep voice.

"Outsider, what do you need? Also, don't stare at my arm, be careful to screw your head off, throw it in the fire, and enjoy the warm embrace of the flame!"

Although he couldn't understand it, Xia Yi could still hear the warning and inadequacy from the other party's tone.

"Blacksmiths are all such virtues?" Looking away from the other party's four arms, Xia Yi suddenly thought of the scene when he first saw Lu Mingfei.

Walking over to meet the other party's gaze, Xia Yi swept away the things on a table next to him, opened the money bag, and poured out a bunch of silver and gold coins like water.

The four-armed blacksmith stretched out his beard and looked at the stacked coins on it, with a slight smile on his face.

Xia Yi pushed the pile of money over, and then took out some of the pen and ink he bought while shopping, and sketched out the weapons he needed, the ones that he was used to and easy to build, like the Frost Sorrow and the Enma Knife, which needed to be delicately embellished, he couldn't draw them, and even if the proportions were not good, he couldn't get the effect he wanted.

The blacksmith saw that he was concentrating on drawing the weapon graphics, and did not bother, went over and grabbed the coins on the table, quacked onto the table, squatted down, watched him move without blinking, and watched the other party count one by one in distress, and crashed into his pocket.

Then, he walked to the barrel, turned on the faucet, poured a glass of orange wine, put it on the table, and motioned for the customer to refill the glass after drinking.

His generosity is relative to the customer.

More than an hour later, Xia Yi had already sketched out the prototype of a weapon, the Tang Hengdao.

The main thing is that the structure is relatively simple.

The four-armed blacksmith took the drawing paper and looked at it, he had fought a lot of weapons, and there were many similar ones, so naturally he would not make a fuss, and then nodded towards Xia.

He began to exercise the knife blank, and the operation was actually similar to the process on earth, but what surprised Xia Yi was that the speed of forging a weapon was surprisingly fast.

The red-colored billet was pulled out and placed on the forging table, and the blacksmith fixed one arm, and the other three, with all his strength, picked up the hammer and swung it violently, almost without stopping.

Woo Woo Woo .....

On the forging platform, Mars splashed wildly, Xia Yi didn't know what the iron quality of this world was, but if it was on the earth, it would have to be broken.

The blacksmith flying three hammers over there seemed to see his worries, and he turned his face sideways, revealing a reassuring expression.

Xia Yi didn't speak, took a sip of the glass of wine, got up and went to the weapon rack placed next to him to take a look, there were not many weapons stored on it, one of the big swords was directly horizontal between the two shelves, and the head of the sword had not even been handled, which looked a little simple.

When you are ready to reach out and touch, pick it up and try it.

There was a 'snort' sound from the iron furnace, and the steam was filled, Xia Yi turned around, only to see that the blacksmith had already forged the blank and poured water to cool it, but unexpectedly, he took a knife in his other hand and asked him to come over.

Xia Yi frowned, walked over to take a look, and then was held by the blacksmith, and when he subconsciously wanted to backhand, the other party raised the knife and pointed to the knife blank on the forging table, which cut a little wound on Xia Yi's palm, poured blood on the knife surface, and then waved his hand to drive Xia Yi away, just when he wanted the knife blank to be put into the furnace.

Xia Yi's eyebrows jumped, and he hurriedly pulled the blacksmith back, and in the entire forging furnace, a white light flashed, and in the next second, there was a loud bang.

The forging furnace exploded with a bang -

In an instant, the lid of the furnace flew up, crashed through the roof, crossed a distance, slammed into the ground, and rolled out into the streets, attracting some townspeople to peek out of their homes and adventurers to look at them.

The fuel was scorching hot, and the blacksmith looked at the mess in bewilderment, wondering if he had made a mistake, and that was to ask his assistant to clean it again, put the spare lid on it, and start work again.

This time, the knife blank was taken out, and there was no longer a reddish color.

The original horizontal knife, the entire blade of the knife became wide and flat because of the explosion just now, and he was quite embarrassed to discuss with Xia Yi to fight it out for the time being.

Of course, Xia Yi didn't understand what he said, and the cause of such a problem was probably related to his own blood.

After nodding in agreement, Xia Yi left here and continued to wander around the nearby shops, bought a few pairs of gloves, and took them to the tailor's shop to modify, one was naturally Clark's gloves, and the other was Ralph's.

The last pair is Xia Yi who thinks that he can exert explosive power in his body, so he tries to ask the tailor to make Kusanagi Kyo Sun Gloves in The King of Fighters.

The order was delivered.

After another trip out of town, he took care of the foster pack beasts, and in the afternoon returned to the blacksmith's shop, where the four-armed blacksmith fetched the forged sword.

The corners of Xia Yi's eyes twitched.

The original Tang Hengdao...... It was directly forged into a shape similar to a Pu knife, and the back of the knife was broken from the tip of the knife and raised, like two pairs of knife tips.

"Can this still work?" Xia Yi frowned slightly.

The moment he held the handle of the knife and picked it up, the ashes of the originally dark knife surface were peeled off, revealing the cold and snow-white, frowning expression was reflected.

The ability of the weapon in his hand made his brow tighter.

"The Six Decisive ...... of Proud Cold"

“...... Enchanted. ”

Why is it so familiar......