Xia Qing carried the burden on his back......

Walked to the craft table, patted off the dust on it, and tried the two sledgehammers on the craft table.

Light a hundred pounds.

It weighs two hundred pounds.

Weigh them in their hands for a while......

Forget about 200 pounds, and now this body can't bear it.

Set it aside.

Pick up that hundred-pound sledgehammer.

"Bell, bell!"

Knocked on the anvil and said with satisfaction: "That's it!"

The shopkeeper was a little stunned, such a body that looked weak could really hold such a heavy sledgehammer?......

"The young man is good, but being able to hold it doesn't mean that he can strike iron...... It's a technical job. The owner still wasn't convinced.

After all, he is richly dressed, and he looks like a rich boy at first glance.

In this huge Heavenly Fire City, I have never heard of any prince who can strike iron.

If so, peers will definitely hear about it.

"Boss, let's get started, I'm really in a hurry. ”

It was noon, and there were still many people waiting outside.

He couldn't afford to delay too long.

"Alright then......"

Seeing that he was so persistent, the shopkeeper couldn't say anything more......

"Zizi ......"

He tugged the windbox, and scarlet flames erupted from the stove......

The black iron is placed on top of it and roasted, making a "zizi" explosion......

It didn't take long for it to burn red......

"......"

Seeing that the quenching was completed, Xia Qing did not hesitate, took out the dark iron with iron tongs, and threw it into the bucket next to it to cool......

"Zizi ......"

Suddenly, the blacksmith shop was filled with thick green smoke......

It doesn't take too long to cool down.

Otherwise, it won't be easy to fight.

"Bang Dang ......"

Take it out quickly and throw it rudely on the anvil......

Immediately afterwards, he picked up a hundred-pound sledgehammer and turned over, which was a powerful hammer......

"Bell!"

Bang.

The force of this hammer was not light, and even the ground shook with it......

The shopkeeper was shocked: "Good!"

As an old blacksmith, I have never seen anyone make such a beautiful hammer.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

Xia Qing's face did not change, he grabbed the handle at the end of the sledgehammer with dark energy, and struck it more than a hundred times in a row, without a single pause in the middle, and he didn't even gasp for breath......

The shopkeeper stood aside, dazzled, and his pupils gradually dilated......

This was probably the most wonderful iron-striking process he had ever seen in his life.

Not only that, but the subordinates who followed Xia Qing were also attracted by the success and crowded over to watch the excitement.

For a time, the originally deserted blacksmith shop was unprecedentedly crowded.

"Young Master Qing, how did you learn to strike iron?" A man in his forties, obviously watching Xia Qing grow up, never knew that he still had such a hand.

"Young Master Qing, come on!" shouted the brightest woman in red in the crowd.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

......

There was an uplifting sound in the blacksmith's shop......

Three minutes later......

Seeing that the basin-sized black iron was instantly beaten into a long and flat strip, and there was already the prototype of a short knife, Xia Qing shouted with a calm face: "Boss, don't stop the fire!"

"Howl!" the shopkeeper was also very excited, squatting down and pulling the wind box hard......

"Bang Dang ......"

Suddenly, Xia Qing picked up the iron tongs and put the iron block that had completed the prototype back on the fire......

"Zizi ......"

This is tempering.

If you don't return fire, the weapon will be brittle.

If you encounter a sharp blade, it will be cut off with the slightest force.

Therefore, tempering is technically demanding.

It would be a pity if such a good piece of dark iron turned into an ordinary weapon that did not enter the stream because of a forging error.

But he didn't expect it...... The shopkeeper's control of the heat was almost perfect, and he didn't need Xia Qing's guidance at all to achieve a level that satisfied him.

"Zizi ......"

It didn't take long for the dark iron to burn red again.

"Bang Dang ......"

Xia Qing looked focused and took out the ...... at the best time

"Zizi ......"

Put it in the bucket next to it again to cool.

Again, the cooling process does not take too long.

A thick puff of green smoke rose from the blacksmith's furnace again.

"Bang Dang ......"

Again, it was taken out at the best time and rudely thrown on the anvil......

This time he didn't rush to beat again.

The shopkeeper was stunned, "Why don't you fight?"

Xia Qing did not answer.

He stared at Xuantie and cast the Seven Absolute Divine Eyes again.

The blue light in his eyes flashed away.

It seems that I saw some mystery in it.

Suddenly, his face was happy.

"Bell, bell!"

This was followed by another fierce banging......

But this time, I really looked at the shopkeeper on the side very confused.

He didn't play in a regular way.

Generally speaking, at such a time, it should be formed as soon as possible.

But he didn't.

He even closed his eyes and banged on it indiscriminately.

Of course, if you don't understand it, you will naturally think that he is fighting around.

But in fact, after he closed his eyes, he cast the Holy Spirit Eye, and he could see the machine spirit on the dark iron.

The scarlet body of the device was only a red mist that had not yet taken shape.

Every time he struck, sometimes he didn't even hit the blackiron, but he locked the red mist firmly in the darkiron.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

His speed was getting faster and faster, and the dark iron was almost destroyed by him.

The shopkeeper next to him looked nervous.

It's a pity to even secretly feel it.

Such a good piece of dark iron, just like that.

Sure enough, how could someone who didn't understand the forging process strike iron.

Although this young man has a bit of brute strength, he is still too young after all......

Not only did the shopkeeper think so, but the excitement on the faces of the people watching the excitement next to him gradually cooled.

It's really messed up!

The person who was sent to follow Xia Qing shook his head even more disappointmently, thinking that it was so powerful, but it turned out to be nothing more than that.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

Just when everyone thought that the dark iron had been scrapped, Xia Qing struck faster.

Ten seconds......

Xia Qing suddenly opened his eyes and sighed deeply: "Collect it for me!"

At that moment, I saw that the dark iron, which was already about to be destroyed, instantly turned scarlet.

Xia Qing shouted again: "Give it to me!"

In an instant, a magical scene happened.

The dark iron, which had not yet been formed, and was even about to be broken in half, turned into a scarlet scimitar by itself.

This......

How can it be?

Everyone froze.

The owner was even more incredulous.

Could it be ...... Is this the legendary alchemy?

He had been beating iron for so many years, and he had never seen such a magical forging method.

For a moment, his jaw dropped in shock.

The onlookers also watched their hearts beat wildly.

The twenty-year-old boy who was ordered to follow his eyes widened even more, "Smack!" Even the teacup he was holding fell to the ground.

It was also this sound that everyone came back to their senses.

Xia Qing picked up the scimitar, "Huh!" and waved it lightly in front of everyone......

The piercing sound of the knife made people feel excited.

The shopkeeper was amazed: "Good knife, good knife!"

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