The fourth master and Yan Mobai are very tacit, singing and harmonizing, I also understand, the fourth master wants to help me ask for a sword by the way, so he arched his hand and said: "I have practiced some internal skills, but it is not deep, just get started, as for swordsmanship, I am similar to my junior sister." ”

"Hehe, at a young age, he knows how to be humble, not bad." Master Jiang said with a smile.

"Oh? Please be clear, sir. I couldn't help but ask, where am I humble? It's obviously a bluff.

"The old man's eyes are bright and snow--of course, not as good as your heterochromatic eyes," Master Jiang looked at Yan Mobai and smiled, I was shocked in my heart, so powerful, I could see it through my sunglasses, after laughing, Master Jiang looked at me again, "You are cultivating the internal strength of the shamanic sect, and you have broken through the realm of fire attributes, yes or no?" ”

"Sir's discernment! Exactly! "I'm really convinced, I have amazing eyesight, and Yan Mobai also took off his sunglasses, showing people with heterochromatic eyes that were seen by others.

"So you kid is modest, how many of your young generation heroes can break through the realm? There are only a handful," Mr. Jiang shook his head, "alas, it's really not as good as the generation!" ”

As if he was praising me, and as if he was mocking me, his tone was very loud, isn't it, very powerful?

"Mr. Jiang?" The fourth master asked again.

Mr. Jiang untied the leather apron, revealing a big belly of poop, the fat meat, as he walked, trembling and trembling, the footsteps of the outer eight characters were also very heavy, and there was no momentum of a master at all, the fat man walked to a large wooden box, lifted the lid of the wooden box, and pulled out two swords from it.

"it!" The moment Yan Mobai saw the sword, he actually burst into a foul mouth.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Good sword! There is sword energy! ”

Have it? I only saw two very ordinary swords, no matter the style or what, and even one sword, there was rust on it!

"You two, who's coming?" Master Jiang asked? He can see the internal force, but he can see who knows swordsmanship, this is normal, the internal force will be reflected in the form of dantian qi, and the accumulated skills of swordsmanship cannot be measured by anything.

"I'll do it." Yan Mobai took the initiative to stretch out his hand, the fat man threw a sword over, Yan Mobai caught it, saw the tip of the sword from the hilt with pity, and then looked back at the hilt, and kept chattering: Good sword, good sword!

"If you beat me by one and a half moves, I'll give you two better fights." Mr. Jiang said with a smile.

It seems that the fourth master's strategy has succeeded, and Mr. Jiang acquiesces that the swordsmanship of my "senior brother" is still stronger than that of the "junior sister".

"Good!" Yan Mobai was stimulated to fight, the four of them came to the campus, I stood with the fourth master, Mr. Jiang and Yan Mobai each stood in a corner, Mr. Jiang's standing posture was too casual, it was a "rest" posture, he was left-handed, holding a sword in his left hand, and holding the Chinese cigarette in his right hand, he took two puffs, only the cigarette butt was left, and then he threw it aside.

"Come on, little Nizi."

"Look at the sword!"

Yan Mobai changed the calm and restrained of the last sword comparison with Haoyue, took the initiative to attack, and stabbed a sword to Mr. Jiang's chest, Mr. Jiang was not in a hurry, plus Yan Mobai's sword speed, it was indeed not very fast, and when Yan Mobai's sword was close, Mr. Jiang raised his sword to block, and with the blade, he bumped the tip of Yan Mobai's sword, and when it sounded, the two swords intersected, but the impact was not very heavy, and even the sparks did not come out.

But Yan Mobai seemed to have expected Mr. Jiang's move, after the sword was swung away, he drew half a circle in the air, and suddenly swept towards Mr. Jiang's lower plate, Mr. Jiang was slightly startled, his fat figure actually became very flexible, and he swept back half a step, and the tip of the sword of Yan Mobai rubbed Mr. Jiang's autumn pants past, and almost swept his thigh!

Mr. Jiang looked down, I saw it too, it had been swept in, and the front of the dirty autumn pants that I didn't know what the background color was, was cut through two small openings of about three centimeters, revealing the leg hair inside.

"You...... What kind of swordsmanship is this? Mr. Jiang asked in surprise.

The winner is decided!?

I was confused, but I saw that Yan Mobai had already held the sword upside down, and it was over?

"It's not a swordsmanship, I'll just use two random moves." Yan Mobai smiled happily.

Mr. Jiang looked at Yan Mobai's hand suspiciously: "You are a tiger...... It's okay? ”

"It's okay." The white sword of smoke and ink was handed over to his left hand, and he opened his right hand to show it to Master Jiang, which was white and tender, not at all like the hands of a person who practiced martial arts.

"Amazing, if you change to an ordinary offspring, the sword that I swing is enough to make you break blood, you actually have nothing to do, and you can fight back! Awesome, awesome! Dare to ask the name of the honored teacher? ”

"Yan Liu, Shi Zu, Yan Haoran." Yan Mobai didn't hide it, she didn't have a master, and the swordsmanship was passed down from her family to her mother and grandfather.

Huh? I just discovered a secret, the smoke is white, and it is actually my mother's surname!

"It turned out to be a smoke senior," Master Jiang arched his hand, probably wanting to say "Gao Apprentice", but he quickly reacted, "You are ...... The daughter of Smoke Willow, right? ”

"Exactly, in the smoke of the ink, I have seen the seniors!" Yan Mobai bowed respectfully to Mr. Jiang.

"No wonder swordsmanship is so good! The afterlife is terrifying! Mr. Jiang sighed and looked at the fourth master, "Fourth, you are really, why didn't you tell her identity earlier?" What better than that! The descendants of the Yan family, the old man is naturally willing to bow down! ”

"Bubi, how can you forge a sword with your heart?" The fourth master smiled behind his back.

I asked the fourth master in a low voice: "Fourth brother, you or Mo Bai, who has more powerful swordsmanship?" ”

The fourth master narrowed his eyes and thought for a while: "It's hard to say, it's hard to say......"

"Please come in!" Mr. Jiang didn't ask me about my swordsmanship anymore, and invited us directly into the room, this time instead of going to the sword-casting workshop, but into another room, which was relatively neat and clean, but also dirty, and the small cushions on the chairs were all black.

"You may be seated." The fourth master greeted, and took out three bottles of mineral water from Changbai Mountain from a box, "Please!" ”

This is very good, drink clean water, if he makes us tea, I may not dare to drink it, this can't be blamed for people not like to be clean, the working environment dictates, I estimate that the ancient sword-casting masters or something, are also this virtue.

The two sides sat around a round table, Yan Mobai put the sword he had used just now on the table horizontally, and Mr. Jiang asked with respect on his face: "Mr. Yan, how are you doing?" ”

"It's been two years since I died." Yan Mobai replied with a flat expression, two years is enough for relatives to forget the sorrow of losing their loved ones, birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature.

"Ah, it's a pity that I didn't see Mr. Yan again." Mr. Jiang said with regret.

"Mr. Jiang, let's talk about swords." The fourth master thought he was grinding, and directly introduced the topic.

"Okay," Mr. Jiang nodded, "Xiaoyan, what do you think of the sword you used just now, take advantage of it?" ”

Yan Mobai picked up the sword in front of him again, weighed it, compared it again, frowned, and said, "It's heavier, this sword should be, one catty and two taels?" ”

"Awesome! It's two taels of pounds! ”

It's just a pound and two taels, is it heavy? My overlord whip seems to be more than ten pounds!

But I didn't dare to ask, for fear of showing timidity, it seemed that I didn't know how to do it.

"The length is also a little over-the-top," Yan Mobai stretched out his thumb and middle finger and measured the blade of the sword, "Three feet, it's too long, I'm used to using a two-foot-eight sword." ”

"What about the weight?" Mr. Jiang asked again.

"Weight...... Nine taels. ”

"Okay, I'll make a note of it," Mr. Jiang nodded, and looked at me again, "What about you, little brother?" ”

I can't say that it's the same as Yan Mobai, she thinks there is no internal force, so she can't use a normal sword, it has to be lighter, I subconsciously looked at the fourth master, the fourth master was twisting the cap of the mineral water, and didn't communicate with me, I had to pick up the sword of Yan Mobai, and checked: "This weight is fine, and the length is also appropriate, well, three feet." ”

As Yan Mobai said just now, this sword is three feet, and when I take it like this, I feel similar to Zhou Yun's sword, which feels similar to the hand, and it is slightly lighter, because when I took it, I had a scabbard.

"Connoisseur!" Mr. Jiang smiled, I had no choice but to laugh, I don't know if he was really praising me.

"Well, thank you, Mr. Jiang," I nodded, "one pound, two taels, three feet, it suits me very well." ”

"Yifan," the fourth master spoke, "I have compared swords with you, and I feel that you should use a three-foot-two-inch long sword to show your strength better." ”

"Oh...... Okay, I'll listen to the fourth brother's advice, after all, you are a senior. "I got off the donkey down the slope, and the fourth master must be for my good.

"Okay," Mr. Jiang said with a smile, "then three feet and two inches, and the weight is still one pound and two taels." ”

I think it's a little thinner, right?

"What seems to be deliverable? How much? The fourth master asked again.

"Tomorrow night," said Mr. Jiang, "I have two good sword embryos left, and they can be cast tomorrow night, so I will give them to the two young heroes, no money!" ”

"How's that going to work!" I frowned.

The fourth master waved his hand: "Okay, then tomorrow night, let's come over and get the sword." ”