Luck, the onlookers may not see the meaning, but the two soldiers can see it clearly.

A tiger bone corpse, a total of more than 100 bones, even if the finger bones and claws are removed, there are still seventy or eighty bones left, and there are no more than seventeen or eighteen pieces of marrow essence in them.

Although the young boy who came on as a substitute looked indifferent, whether it was the fire control he showed weakly before, or the method of finding bones, he let them know that this person must not be compared with his appearance, and maybe there are tons of crooked ideas hidden under the harmless skin of this face.

The other two members of the Bing family were still thinking about it, but the eyes of the onlookers had already focused on Bing Yue's hands.

"The Wind Wheel Hammer Method is worthy of being a secret method of the soldiers, and this soldier Yue is not very old, but he has made ninety percent of his true skills pass on, which is not admirable. Looking at Bingyue's wonderful technique at the moment, the book fair said slowly.

"The Wind Wheel Hammer Method is indeed extraordinary, I don't know how it compares to the Thirteen Hammers of Calcining. Although Huang Qi felt the same way, he disdained and agreed with the book fair's statement.

"The Mo family's thirteen hammers of calcining fire, I saw it once when I was young, and it can be said that each has its own merits. Of course, in the eyes of the old decay, when it comes to the art of forging, there is no other way in this Qingyuan Town except for the wind wheel hammer method. Bing Wei smiled proudly, and what soldier would not be sincerely proud of this set of wind wheel hammer methods that have been handed down for thousands of years.

At this moment, Bingyue's forging process was already getting better, and the iron ingots under his hand were also rapidly forming in that hammer and beat.

On weekdays, if a hunter entrusts the blacksmith shop in this Bingwu Lane to build a custom blade, it often has to wait for a week or even a month, including the scheduled time of the commission, including the smelting of the meteorite iron ore, and even some special materials need to be provided by the client, and the length of time varies.

The ratio of the war is quite different, and it compresses this long time into half a day, from noon to unitary time, a total of four hours. Such a heavy workload is a great test for both the forging master and the pyrotechnic, in this case, the extensive use of blood crystals shortens the forging time and improves the efficiency of blade forging.

Although the opponent's speed has far surpassed his own, Mo Ya has never glanced at the opponent from beginning to end, and in his eyes, he only cares about the work under his hands.

For Bing Yue, it is the time to call it a day after a while, but for Mo Ya, it is more than half an hour late, and it is interfered with when it is smelted, or it is a matter of breaking bones to extract marrow, all of which cost a lot, but the appearance of Wu Wei has greatly shortened the time of the two.

As the flames flickered, a golden light dragged out of the air, and the blackened iron ingot, which had melted, tumbled onto the anvil.

"Good job. Mo Ya's voice was not loud, but it made the young fireman's face happy, and he couldn't help but be a little afraid when he remembered what he had encountered before.

"Bone-melting. ”

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Mo Ya handed over a small bowl of golden liquid, "The fire is not scorching, and the medium fire is not burning." Remember, to smelt this tiger bone marrow essence, it is necessary to maintain a stable temperature, not high or low, or too strong or too weak. ”

"Yes!" Although the fireworker who came with him was not strong enough to control fire, his experience was quite old, and he listened to Mo Ya's instructions, and nodded heavily at the moment.

"You watch the fire with him!" Wu Wei heard this, nodded slightly, and when the essence was refined, the next thing was the battlefield handed over to Mo Ya alone.

"Thirteen hammers of calcining, ......"

As the words fell, the golden flame suddenly rose, and the shadow of the fire in the sky staggered, like a karmic fire descending, and when the terrifying sledgehammer in the man's hand danced, countless sparks burst into the entire field.

Mo Ya's Thirteen Hammers of Calcining Flame attracted everyone's attention in an instant.

"That's the Thirteen Hammers of Calcining!?" Looking at the little flames that flew up, the eyes of the guards were faintly frightened, he had seen this smelting method in front of him when he was a child, but it was far from being as meticulous and precise as the one he saw today, shocking, and there were even a lot of changes in the hammer method.

Once upon a time, he always felt that the thirteen hammers of the fire were just a sideshow, and how could they be compared to his own wind wheel hammer method, but now it seems that he has to change, and the thirteen hammers of the fire he sees today have the same name as those seen in the past, but whether it is the place where the hammer falls, or the details of the place where it is struck, there have been greater changes.

Among the soldiers, no one has ever tried to tamper with the hammer method, for them, the hammer method is like the ancestral teachings of the holy relics, and unlike the soldiers who have always kept the precepts left by their ancestors, for the Mo family, they do not have such scruples, perhaps because of this, their hammer methods are constantly changing in the long river of time, or it can be said that they have evolved.

put away the look of the show, but in the thoughtful eyes of the guard, there was more appreciation.

The chic posture of Zhu Rong as if he was in the world made everyone take a serious look at this man who had been living in the alley for a long time and building farm tools in obscurity for the first time. The proud and upright posture, the neat and crisp skills, and the onlookers present all gathered their hearts of contempt, and the eyes that looked at him bloomed with admiration.

The sound of calcining gold, clanging.

Iron-boned man, self-improvement.

It was the two of the soldiers, who were also keeping their mouths closed at the moment, watching the man who was the opponent hammer up and down, and the dazzling gold and silver threads were scurrying in the air, but what they thought in their hearts was an admiration for the man in front of them, whether this person was a soldier or not, at least his ability was enough to be worthy of their admiration.

Bing Yue is also a master, naturally will not be disturbed by the former's skillful movements, although there is a lot of surprise in his eyes, but he does not spare his hand, but the corner of his mouth is a slight glance, his eyes are full of light, and the movements of his hands from soft to wild dance, and then to the wind and thunderstorm, like a storm, the fire pours down. On the cutting board, the heat wave was surging, and the people around the steaming were also dry, but the eyes seemed to be absorbed by this wordless fight, and they couldn't do without half a point.

Is this the battle between the smelters, at this moment, on this field, it seems to be a battle between two people.

"Come on. Bing Yue shouted in a condensed voice, and the hammer under his hand slammed down, and the ground trembled with it.

Although the onlookers didn't know what it meant, the experienced blacksmiths and firefighters had already guessed that at this moment, it should be the step of quenching, and the quality of quenching is directly related to the ultimate value of this weapon.

In such a step, how could Bing Feng and Bing Zitian not know, his face changed, and a solemn meaning emerged, and in the furnace, the dragon claw python teeth that had been carefully quenched had been stripped of the thick layer of rough armor on the surface, and the rest was the material used for quenching.

There are usually two sources of quenching in custom weapons, one is extracted from blood crystals, which can be used as fuel and can be silently integrated into the meteorite iron under the calcination of flames, and the other is integrated into the iron ingots through the heavenly treasures on the bodies of these alien beasts, thus attaching various unique attributes to the blade.

The earth dragon knife forged with dragon claws and green python teeth is not only extremely sharp, but after quenching, it can perform stunts called "Breaking the Sky Slash" and "Breaking the Ground Slash", so that the user can swing a knife three or four feet away, and it can also sharpen iron like mud, and the power is not reduced.

Bing Zitian and the others used the tongs to slightly clamp the milky white material with a faint blood color, and lifted it to the front of the anvil step by step.

This blade actually had an inexplicable induction with the quenched material.

"Loosen up!" Bing Yue Chengzhu held his chest and shouted at the two of them, the reaction of the quenching materials was already accustomed to him as a refining master, if he couldn't even surrender to this, how could he become a one-sided refining master.

Hearing this, Bing Feng and Bing Zitian's hand strength loosened slightly, and two white lights pierced into the blade like arrows from the string, and with a "poof" sound, several silver lights exploded, and a few bubbles slowly emerged from the iron ingot, which actually stirred up the blade that was almost fixed.

"Hmph! Little ghost, dare to move!" Bing Yue snorted lightly, raised his hands upward, and in the next second, he smashed down heavily again, "Boom" seemed to be stunned by this heavy hammer, and the originally out of shape blade was smashed into it at once. Bingyue waved his hand again, quenched the seal, and officially began.

As the minutes and seconds passed, three of the four pillars of incense used to keep time had been burned, and the last one was also burned out by a third, and there was not much time left for the two players present.

"Alright, quench!"

Mo Ya on the other side, at this moment, has also reached the last moment of quenching.

Wu Wei looked at it, and the tiger bone marrow essence that had been put into the furnace before was condensed into a pearl-sized bead, and its appearance was golden in color.

"Hmm......" The fireman hurriedly found a pure iron plate from the side, snorted at Wu Wei, and said embarrassedly, "This tiger bone marrow essence needs to be loaded with an iron plate, and I have to bother you." ”

In the furnace, the golden liquid hung but did not fall, without any obstruction, but it floated above the furnace like this, and the rising flame of the furnace was so afraid of this liquid that it was spared from both sides.