The will of rage made Han Rujun's hands grab the table legs on the judging platform, but his reason prevented him from lifting the table's foolishness.

Although Han Rujun was angry again and again, the city government cultivated by the family family allowed him to break free from the shackles of anger at the last moment and return to the world of reason and interests.

"Zhongsun Fangfei, just say it, can this stupid barbarian really represent your Hundred Flowers Chamber of Commerce?" Han Rujun pretended to be elegant, as if he really was shouting at the barbarians, and chose to ignore it.

In the face of provocation, Duchess Zhongsun Fangfei had to fight, but unfortunately there was no suitable craftsman in her hands anymore - without Huang Qi and Sun Qiaoshou, the rest of the craftsmen of the Hundred Flowers Chamber of Commerce were not the opponents of the heavy sword Ding at all.

In desperation, Zhongsun Fangfei could only ask Qian Wuwu for help, but the young lord over there was actually nodding his head.

What a nod really!

Will the barbarians also forge it?

Everyone knows that most of the wild tribes can't even afford a pot if they are poor!

But now, the Hundred Flowers Chamber of Commerce actually has to rely on a barbarian forger to support it!

Zhongsun Fangfei felt that her eyes must be hallucinating, but when she wanted to confirm again, Qian Wuwu had already set her sights elsewhere.

"Madam, if you think the barbarians hurt their dignity, Mulan ...... Mulan will do the same. ”

As soon as Zhongsun Fang Fei turned around, she saw a heroic girl dressed in hunting costumes, although she felt a little familiar, but she really couldn't remember that she had seen such a heroic female there, and then she shook her head decisively.

After all, no matter how stupid a barbarian is, he also looks like he has a big waist and a round waist. At least a moving forging hammer that can be picked. And in Mulan's curvy toned body. Although it also contains infinite vitality, it does not look like it can be forged.

Zhongsun Fangfei made a decision in an instant, after all, the money received by the treasure is worry-free, but the scholars, even the duchesses, are not good at letting the scholars compete with vulgar craftsmen, which is undignified. It's an insult.

With the idea of "treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor", Zhongsun Fangfei nodded at Han Rujun.

The duke's son, who couldn't wait, immediately announced the next round of competition with excitement, and immediately began.

What's the point of being pointed at your nose and scolded?

As long as he can win the Hundred Flowers Chamber of Commerce, as long as he can defeat Zhongsun Fangfei, he Han Rujun will have an endless stream of wealth, and then, what barbarians, what rude mountain people. Nature slaughtered them all, and not one was left!

But now. Getting the big things done safely is the first priority.

As long as he brought down Zhongsun Fangfei, a woman who was in the way, Han Rujun had absolute confidence, he could rely on the power and coercion of the Yanguo Mansion to regain all the face he had lost before, and anyone who did not give in would naturally know how sharp the knife was.

Han Rujun, who wanted to get into the wrong, didn't daydream for long, and found that the barbarians in the ring actually carried two large boxes of ore in a row, and he skillfully put on a posture, opened the furnace to light a fire, and blew the wind to smelt iron.

At this time, an attendant ran to the side of the judging table, and lay in Han Rujun's ear, whispering softly.

Han Rujun's eyes suddenly lit up, and under his excitement, he couldn't help but look at the judges' seat, the three judges invited by Zhongsun Fangfei had all become restless, obviously, the subordinates had completed his supplementary plan.

"Hmph, what a savage idiot! Take your time, the humble judges, and soon let you know who the real winner is. ”

Han Rujun looked around with a good mood, and he looked at it with a look of contempt, but suddenly, a pair of aggressive eyes with a cold look fell into the bottom of his eyes.

It's that rough mountain man again!

This time, Han Rujun's gaze did not dodge, he and Qian Wuwu fought with him in a dignified manner, his eyes full of revenge.

"You wait for me! Damn lowly mountain people, in a moment, I'll make you look good, country lord! ”

But gradually, Han Rujun found out that something was wrong, because the money on the other side was worry-free, and the focus of his eyes did not fall on him, and when he turned around, Han Rujun saw Han Tiejian, the deputy commander of the beast god iron guard of the Yan State Mansion.

The big man in armor, guarding behind Han Rujun, with a pair of cold eyes, staring at Qian Wuwu with the eyes of a dead man, for those who dare to insult the Duke's Palace, they must be killed.

Although Madame was in front of him, it was not easy for Han Tiejian to shoot directly, but he had already made up his mind to let these little nobles who didn't know the height of the sky know the dignity of the Yanguo Mansion and could not be blasphemed.

But Han Tiejian didn't expect that the eldest prince of Yan Kingdom, who he tried his best to guard, was full of jealousy towards him.

Han Rujun has been the focus of attention since he was a child, wherever he goes, the words of praise will follow, he has always thought that he is the first in the world, even if someone can be better than him, it must be a high-level scholar with the same status as him.

But now, the gaze of a vulgar mountain man has moved to the head of his guard, what does this mean?

He, Han Rujun, can't he compare to a small guard commander?

What can Han Tiejian do if his combat power is outstanding?

A humble warrior will always have to listen to the mage's leadership!

What can Han Tiejian do if he comprehends the law?

The unbearable background should be at the feet of the Grand Duke!

What can Han Tiejian do if he has a body of steel?

No matter how powerful he is, he can't fight against the thousands of troops in the Duke's Mansion alone!

As an imperial mage, the son of the Grand Duke, and the only male heir of the Yan State Mansion, Han Rujun thought that he had a unique advantage, but now, that rough mountain man actually ignored him and stared at a humble guard commander instead.

For others, this is just a trivial matter, but in the eyes of Han Rujun, it means that there is no distinction between the upper and lower levels, which is simply the top priority of messing up the system and rules.

The more Han Rujun thought about it, the more angry he became, his hatred for Qian Wuwu gradually turned into a resentment towards Han Tiejian, he resented this guy for actually robbing him of his focus aura, allowing him to be ignored for nothing, and suffer a mental blow of extreme depression.

At the moment when Han Rujun was full of resentment, the forging competition in the ring gradually came to an end.

Little John, on his part, didn't play any tricks, he forged a wheel tomahawk with a decent attitude;

And the heavy sword Ding on the other side also used the same posture to create a jet-black heavy horse chopping knife.

Soon, two weapons were presented on the judging platform, and several appraisers with magnifying glasses and small hammers knocked and watched, as well as several mages, who released magic one after another to detect the internal metal structure of the weapons.

It didn't take long for the judges to give their final conclusions.

Little John's wheeled tomahawk, coarse, could only chop wood;

And the heavy sword Ding's heavy horse chopping knife is the sharp weapon of the country, cutting gold and breaking jade.

The craftsmen around the ring all showed such expressions, and they booed at the rude barbarians, and with the weapons of words, they drove away the guys who didn't know how to pretend to understand.

Han Rujun, who heard the evaluation, was proud, while Zhongsun Fangfei was full of sadness, but Little John in the ring roared: "You fools, all blind!" Identification of weapons, where is it so troublesome? ”

As he spoke, little John grabbed the wheel axe in one hand and the heavy saber in the other, and then slashed it violently.

Swords and axes clashed, and thunder roared.

Sonorous!

The black shadow flew out and pierced through the ring straight, and the next moment, the sword and axe in Little John's hand appeared again.

The heavy horse chopping knife, which is known as the sharp weapon of the country, is only half of it left, and the bright gap reflects the dazzling brilliance, as long as people who know a little about metal can know that this section is cut out, not broken;

On the contrary, the wheel battle axe, which can only chop wood, has no opening on the shiny blade.

Such a violent experimental technique completely shocked the craftsmen around the ring, but what made them even more unbelievable was the fact in front of them.

How is this possible?

Didn't the mages of the jury have already come to the conclusion that it was just a rotten axe for chopping wood?

Han Rujun was shocked by this sudden change, and suddenly got up, and the chair he was sitting on suddenly collided with Han Tie's armor, and then fell to the ground;

Zhongsun Fangfei's eyes suddenly shot out a sharp light, and her eyes focused on the jury, but none of the three appraisers hired by the Hundred Flowers Chamber of Commerce dared to raise their heads, and the catty in them was instantly clear.

In the surprise of the audience, Han Rujun reacted first, and he was weak-hearted, and immediately a wicked person came to sue first: "He cheated!" This brute used a trick and deliberately broke the horse chopping knife! ”

Little John couldn't help but be stunned: "This is not a sharp weapon of the country, a horse chopping knife that cuts gold and jade?" How can it be that it is not as good as the wood-chopping axe that I casually punched? Are you really the forging technicians of the Great Empire of the Five Elements? Don't be fake, right? ”

Little John, who was full of doubts, lifted the horse chopping knife again as he spoke, and looked at it again and again towards the incision, but in a series of shaking his heads, the horse chopping knife was still thrown to the ground by him.

With a bang, the horse chopping knife actually shattered into scum.

In the brute force exchange just now, Little John was not only slashing, but also using the "heavy attack" skill.

"Catch the barbarian who broke the treasure!" Han Rujun let out a furious roar, he planned to rely on this competition, the way was of course to completely disrupt the order of the venue.

But he didn't think about it, but the little John who followed the money without worry was more capable of causing trouble than Han Rujun.

The barbarian forger in the ring slammed the giant axe at Han Rujun, and the mocking combat technique he was cultivating instantly erupted: "Little white-faced grandson, now, let grandpa teach you how to be a person!" ”

The taunt combat skill is a spiritual attack, and Han Rujun, who was hit, instantly turned red, he overturned the table on the spot, and rushed over, but someone was faster than him, and Han Tiejian had already launched a charge combat skill.

"Those who insult the Duke of Yan Guo, die!"

The barbarians who don't know the etiquette should have been killed, and the barbarians who bullied the eldest prince were even more heinous. (To be continued......)