Spirithoof didn't give an immediate reply, but turned to the corner of the wall and picked up his spear: "In addition to the first two conditions, as long as you can still win against me, and leave the weapon in your hand now, I will give you a battle axe." ”

"Ouch, I'll go!" Xin suddenly raised his eyebrows, who said that these humanoids are not smart enough?

Or is this centaur leader a team of seven or eight goblins in disguise?

Seeing Xin's strange appearance, Linghoof casually waved his spear and reminded: "Four conditions, human, if you can agree, stay." If you don't agree, let Feisu prepare water for you, and leave here tomorrow!"

It turned over in a small ditch!

Looking at the big horse with complicated eyes, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

Immediately smiled and shrugged his shoulders: "Four conditions are too many, any two can be agreed to." If the boss doesn't believe in it, we can complete a calculation first. How?"

The four conditions are just the subjective requirements of the spirit hoof, but the price is all over the place to pay back, and Xin did not hesitate to throw the multiple-choice question back again.

"Hmm!" Hearing this, Lingho frowned slightly, and struggled and hesitated for a long time before sighing and nodding, "Okay, human, follow me." ”

After speaking, he walked out of the grass hut slowly bypassing him, and Xin immediately smiled and followed out. Seeing the leader come out quickly, he subconsciously glanced at Xin after receiving the order, and then turned around and left with a surprised face.

The Hoof would agree to a method of proving his strength, and in fact the only condition for maximizing the benefits: the repair and forging of all metal products for the entire tribe.

Xin was completely able to guess this, so he simply waited with a long stick, watching hundreds of horse warriors carry or carry them, piling two or three tons of metal garbage in front of his eyes.

"Alright, human. Seeing that no one was coming to transport the metal anymore, Lingho looked at Xin with curiosity on his face but pretended to be calm: "Let's all see how powerful your magic is!"

"What do you want?" casually put the stick at his feet, Xin slowly walked over to the metal and stood still: "Give me a reference line?"

"Naw. Lingho directly raised the tip of the spear in his hand to Xin's eyes: "All made into spear tips." ”

It is about one foot long, and the whole is narrow and sharp eight-sided diamond-shaped. It seems that all centaur warriors, regardless of their identity, are the tip of this spear except for the tomahawk.

Raising his hand and touching the front and back of the spear tip, Xin suddenly sighed and shook his head: "In this way, in order to express the sincerity of wanting to exchange for the centaur battle axe, let's design a more practical spear tip for the leader!"

"What?" Feisu waited for dozens of onlookers, and when he heard that Xin actually wanted a centaur tomahawk, he immediately became completely agitated.

The Spirit Hoof instantly raised its spear, and all sounds immediately dissipated without a trace. Immediately, Xin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and he also had a new understanding of the leader's command ability.

"Humans. Looking around at the subordinates who had regained their quiet again, Lingho returned his gaze to Xin's body: "The second condition, you need to win me with dignity." The Centaur Tomahawk is yours!"

After speaking, he withdrew his spear and held the relatively flat sides of the spear tip with one hand, and pulled his arms violently to the sides. The tip of the spear was instantly pulled off the wooden handle.

"Dang Chang!" casually threw it on the pile of scrap metal, "Let's go, human." ”

Xin just nodded and smiled as if he didn't care, and put his feet in front of the metal hill and raised his hand to stick to it.

The moment he silently recited the incantation, these mottled and broken, bent and deformed, and even rusty tattered metal turned into a pile of cold hook and sickle heads in just a few breaths.

Xin's face couldn't help but turn slightly pale, and he once again sighed that because the mass of the metal was too large, it took nearly ten times more magic to complete the task.

The first time it consumed mana exponentially, because of the extra-long sand car, the second time, of course, turned the sand car into nails. Now that he has the third practical experience, he has almost touched the general pattern of doubling the consumption of mana.

Normally, a standard amount of mana can only control about two hundred kilograms of metal at most, which is about the same weight that he can barely lift with all his might.

Now the lifting is not about walking, but about being able to lift off the ground.

This is the fuzzy data he came up with after several experiments at Gollum's place before. But now, because the multiples of the controlled metals are large enough, the values are very accurate when carefully averaged.

When everyone was stunned, another thought suddenly appeared in Xin's mind.

Could it be that the magicians of the planet Tria are all magicians with greater power, the stronger the magic?

Isn't it true that all spellcasters, after a long period of training, can kill high-level creatures with a single magic arrow?

Is it possible?

Xin, who made bold assumptions and carefully verified, immediately pressed this idea back to the bottom of his heart: maybe there is any opportunity in the future, you can find a way to verify or verify this idea.

"You're strong!"

At this time, Linghoof first recovered from the shock, and looked at Xin's front hoof with admiration and slightly bowed his head: "And with my experience in fighting for many years, these spear heads are indeed more practical!"

"You're welcome. After taking a few deep breaths to recover his complexion, Xin immediately bowed slightly and smiled: "It is an honor to be able to serve the Centaur clan as a puppeteer!"

After saying that, under the smiling gaze of the other centaurs, he slowly walked to the side of the weapon and picked it up, and recited the spell again to turn it into an alloy stick: "Find a place, let's start the competition." ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was moved. This is a good person who helped them make tens of thousands of spear tips, and he still had a tired look on his face just now, is it really going to continue to compete with the leader now?

Of course, Lingho also saw Xin's face just now, out of an opponent's concern for the sake of fairness, he couldn't help frowning and said with concern: "Master Xin, I suggest that you better take a rest, tomorrow we are." ”

Before he finished speaking, Xin immediately shook his head with a smile and interrupted: "No, I have a way to deal with cavalry!"

After speaking, while Lingho's face was slightly displeased, Xin looked around at Feisu and the other centaurs again, and greeted: "Please let me go, if you accidentally poke you, you will be embarrassed!"

Although Xin came here to help them forge weapons, the ultimate goal was to get the Centaur Tomahawk. But helping is helping, even if they are a little reluctant to give up on the battle axe, they don't want this mage to be bullied.

But now this guy has said a few words, all of which prove that the other party is a human being who has no one in his eyes and can even be called arrogant.

Lingho immediately took a deep breath and ordered, "Everyone retreat, I want to compete with Master Xin." ”