CHAPTER XXXIX

His movements were slow, but they had a sense of fluidity. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Mo looked at Xu Yan's engraving casually and relaxedly, in fact, the action of engraving had already been replayed hundreds of times in his mind. This is a mental awareness training that increases the success rate of engraving.

The engraving in forging is extremely crucial, and there is no suspense.

Even if it's crooked by half a point, it will be completely ruined, so there is no margin for error.

Even Qiao Zhigang subconsciously held his breath and looked at Xu Yan nervously.

But although Xu Yan's face was serious and dignified, there was no tension.

It's like a calligrapher, writing what he is best at.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, fifteen minutes passed.

Xu Yan's body began to turn red.

It seems to be just the movement of the arm, but it is a huge burden on the body to invoke the force of the pattern in front of the Ichinomiya realm through a clever way. Not to mention that engraving requires the ultimate concentration of the unity of spirit and spirit, which is a physical drain. The level of consumption is no different from that of intense exercise.

But even though his heart was suffering from inhuman pain, his face remained focused.

Finally, his hand had reached the end of the stick.

One hook and one pull.

Xu Yan fell to the ground, enduring the pain that hit his heart like a tidal wave.

Airplanes......

The lines on the stick body lit up with dazzling colors, and Qiao Zhigang looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief!

It's done!

It really happened!

Airplanes......

There was another hum, and all the brilliance dissipated, as if it was just Haishichen Tower in front of him.

Qiao Zhigang's eyes were dull and failed? Success or failure?

After a moment, Xu Yan slowly stood up, and the red on his body slowly dissipated. He wiped the sweat from his bald head and grinned, "We made it!"

Qiao Zhigang looked at Xu Yan with admiration in his eyes.

Finally, he knelt on his knees: "Qiao Zhigang has just visited the master!"

In the past four years, Xu Yan has been lobbying Qiao Zhigang to become his apprentice. If he just had the idea of finding someone to help before, after seeing Qiao Zhigang's temperament, Xu Yan felt that he was very suitable to become his disciple.

It's just that Xu Yan's age is here, even though he has shown his experience and skills in forging like a demon, Qiao Zhigang still can't save this face to worship a child as a teacher.

Until now.

With the age of the weak crown, the texture power of the first palace realm is not enough, and the pattern is carved for the second-order pattern soldier. This kind of strength is simply miraculous, if he misses it again because of his pride, Qiao Zhigang can't forgive himself.

"Hey, finally figured it out?" Xu Yan raised his eyebrows proudly.

............

Following.

In the teacher's room, Zuo Chengzhe's face twitched slightly.

He found that his momentum that could stop the baby's cry had no effect in front of Xu Yan. Xu Yan's attitude towards himself became more and more casual, and he even got along with his peers. Plus the appearance of a 10-year-old child with a big bald head...... The strong contrast made Zuo Chengzhe uncomfortable.

"What's your idea?"

Xu Yan carried a long box on his back, and smiled: "It's nothing, just sent a letter to the Chen family. Then he patted the long box behind him: "The tattoo soldier is in hand, and he wants to end this matter with the Chen family." But after all, I can't help the wind, and I have to have the teacher to shelter me from the wind and rain. 」

Zuo Chengzhe was also a little surprised when he heard this, and looked at the box behind Xu Yan, did he really get it?

Where did this guy come from?

"Okay, I'll go with you. 」

............

In the end, the meeting place was agreed, but it was the reception room in Chengyun Academy.

The person who came was exactly the same as before, and the person who met was also Zuo Chengzhe who accompanied Xu Yan.

What is different from last time may be that there is less of that set of polite tea and more of the long box.

Chen Qing sat in the center.

Sitting on either side was the shopkeeper he had ever seen. On the other side, there is an old man. His hands were the same as Zuo Chengzhe's, tightly tied with black cloth belts.

He is a two-house tattooer.

Chen Qing looked at the box with a disdainful smile on his face.

How could a ten-year-old child with no background get a second-order tattooed soldier?

You must know that although the world of tattoos, the strong are respected.

But to put it mildly, the tattoos in the first and second houses still account for the vast majority of the world. Therefore, the first- and second-order tattooed soldiers are also the most desired. Because of the thirst, it is expensive. Ordinary people, it is impossible to even see the shadow of the tattooed soldier, let alone have it.

Take a second-order tattooed soldier to compensate?

Joke.

Xu Yan touched his bald head, and although his voice was very serious, it still sounded a little immature: "Okay, the tattoo soldier is here. Please order to receive. 」

His hand pushed forward, and his desk creaked unpleasantly.

The shopkeeper behind him had a different color in his eyes, but he was silent.

Chen Qing sneered, "I hope it's not a joke. He was about to pick up the box and open it, but his hands froze.

His hands that were about to hold the long box suddenly froze, and he couldn't hold them!

"What is it?" Chen Qing's face turned ugly, "Could it be that a stone is placed inside?"

The shopkeeper next to him couldn't stand it, so he directly stretched out his hand to open the box.

Bear!

The box had just opened, and a fiery breath erupted from it.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up suddenly.

This aura is not an attribute of the tattooed soldier, but a way of crafting it.

Fire Forge!

With this breath alone, the countless shopkeepers of the parade could already determine that this was a tattooed soldier forged through fire.

The box is fully opened.

A long stick lay quietly on the flannel cloth within.

The long stick is dark throughout, but there are no tattoos on it, only in the center of the stick, revealing cloud-like lines.

The pattern was only a few strokes, and it looked like a small cloud the size of a palm, which looked very cute.

Chen Qing glanced at it and sneered: "This is a second-order tattooed soldier?

Xu Yan sighed, and then said in a strange tone, "Hmm...... This Mr. Butler. You're not the main manager of the tattoo soldiers, are you?" Chen Qing snorted, "The Chen family is a well-known big family, and as its housekeeper, I naturally won't interfere in everything. 」

Xu Yan nodded, "That's it. You should take this tattoo back and let a professional person identify it. With Teacher Zuo here, and your Chen family is a well-known family, I am not afraid of you being laipi. In his words, he also specially emphasized the "famous big family".

Chen Qing was about to speak, but was pulled by the shopkeeper next to him and shook his head at him.

Chen Qing snorted and looked at the old man beside him, "Take it." 」

Before leaving, he still squinted at Xu Yan with a dangerous gaze: "If it is finally determined that it is not a second-order tattoo soldier, I will let you know the anger of our Chen family. 」

Xu Yan didn't think so, and didn't even pay attention to him: "Teacher Zuo, how have you and Teacher Hua developed?" Zuo Chengzhe's face twitched again, and he actually started gossiping before the others left.

Seeing this, Chen Qing's face turned red with anger, and he snorted heavily and brushed away.