Chen Han will not be 'choppy'.

I don't have any experience in forging......

What he relied on was completely his own spiritual power, and his mastery of the rough embryo in front of him. He imagined Ou Yezi's breathing and heartbeat when he was forging at that time...... Everything is adjusted to the same law, and perfection manifests itself in itself.

Giant hammer.

One by one, he struck the blade of the ring head knife.

Every hammer, with all your might.

The thick blade, forged under a storm, was already as slender as a cicada's wings.

Uniform carbon distribution over every area of the blade.

The flickering cloud patterns, like mighty fireflies, flickered by.

knife body.

The cold light is cold, and the blade is abnormal.

There is a faint hint of a strong killing intent......

Gradually.

The ring head knife is presented!

The blade is narrow and straight, the edge is sharp, and it is concise and clear. With the domineering ...... of a knife When people look at it, they can't help but feel a chill in their hearts!

"Damn, that's too exaggerated!"

See this scene.

Ou Yezi also couldn't help but gasp.

Chen Han's forging talent is simply too strong to be believed.

Half an hour later.

The 'ring head knife' is completed.

Take a deep breath and soak the scorching blade in ice water. With a 'snort' sound and wild white smoke, the blade cooled!

Then take out the 'ring head knife'.

However.

But it disappointed everyone.

This 'ring head knife' is pitch black and simple, very inconspicuous, and there are layers of mottled rust on it. It's as if the scene that appeared just now was an illusion in everyone's eyes!

"Am I looking away?" saw this scene. Ou Yezi couldn't help but frown.

Right now.

Two men approached the blacksmith's shop.

The leader is a middle-aged man with an imposing momentum. Beside him, there was a servant-like flattering subordinate.

"This customer, what do you need?" Seeing this, a guy hurriedly stepped forward.

"Knife!" the subordinate hurriedly spoke, and said with an incomparably remarkable look on his face: "My master is a viscount nobleman...... His sword was destroyed in the last beast tide...... So, come to your weapons shop and buy a knife that is right for you. You guys, don't stand there stupidly, if you have any good weapons, quickly bring them all up and show them to my master!"

Looking at the proud appearance of this person, Chen Han couldn't help frowning slightly.

Plainly.

This person is a dog and a powerful guy!

However, he was more concerned about what the other party's 'viscount' meant!

"Ou Yezi, what is the viscount?" asked Chen Han.

"The viscount is a nobleman......" Ou Yezi explained, "Could it be that when you entered the city, the gold-armored guards didn't tell you." In Sin City, there are third-class citizens, second-class citizens, first-class citizens, and nobles. The nobility is divided into barons, viscounts, earls, marquises and dukes. The higher the title, the higher the status in Sin City. Most of these people are strong, or proficient in forging and alchemy...... and so on, that's why you have a knighthood!"

After Ou Yezi's explanation.

Chen Han nodded slowly and understood.

Originally.

In Sin City, it is not so easy to improve your status and status level.

Sin City has a population of nearly 10 million.

There are only about two or three hundred thousand people, who belong to the aristocracy, and most of the rest are ordinary citizens who are mixed in with the poverty line.

Between the two talking.

The guy in the weapons shop had already handed over a weapon with a shaped handle to the viscount.

But see.

One of the fellows took out a huge two-handed heavy knife with great difficulty from the weapon rack, handed it over, and said respectfully: "My lord, look at this knife......

Heavy knives with both hands.

1,600 pounds.

On the blade of the sword, there is a row of serrations like shark teeth, and the blade is shining with a sharp luster.

But.

The viscount, just by looking at it, couldn't help but shake his head.

"My lord, you're looking at this knife!" another fellow took out a slender Tang knife again and handed it over.

Tang knife.

It weighs about three hundred and two pounds.

The blade glowed with a cold luster, and there was a fierce murderous aura all over his body.

"No!" the viscount shook his head.

A weapon in the weapons shop, and then a weapon was taken out.

But.

The viscount, however, was not satisfied.

Until the end.

Even the subordinate seemed to be a little impatient, and couldn't help but jump to his feet and scolded: "Bah, you don't have any skills, and you dare to open a weapons shop in Sin City......? The weapons you have built can only be used for some garbage, where is it worthy of our viscount. What a waste of time......"

This person pointed at everyone's nose and scolded.

And then.

Turning his face, he looked at the viscount with a grin, and said, "My lord, I knew that we wouldn't come to this weapon shop, it's a waste of time." Why don't we go to another weapons shop?"

Hey.

This person has a villain form that is extremely flattering to the master and arrogant to others, and he has vividly interpreted it.

It's disgusting to the extreme.

"Hey!"

Ou Yezi couldn't help but sigh.

No way.

The Viscount is not an ordinary citizen of Sin City, and their vision is generally very high. Their weapons also need to be specially crafted to be satisfied.

But.

Seeing that his blacksmith shop was so worthless by others, Ou Yezi also had a hard time.

Just as the two were about to walk out of the blacksmith shop.

Behind him, there was a slightly immature shout. "Wait a minute!"

Well?

The subordinate was the first to turn around, and immediately looked over, but saw that it was a young man about seventeen years old who spoke, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, looking impatient. He said: "Boy, what are you calling us for? Do you know how precious my master's time is, dozens of points a minute, and it is wasted on you? What kind of thing are you, and what qualifications do you have to make us stop? Just rely on your little fart who has not grown any hair, let me go back to drink!"

What the?

Hearing the other party's insults, Chen Han's heart was full of anger.

But.

But he came up with a better way to deal with this subordinate who looked down on people!

Sneered.

Chen Han slowly handed out the 'ring head knife' he had created from the iron felt on the side, and said slowly: "Look at this knife......