On the battlefield, either you die or I die! An Wenxuan's experience in Xishan has long been very clear, and thousands of slashing and slashing have already cultivated a calm and decisive killing. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

......The Hidden Arrow Warrior's eyes widened, and he looked at his dead companion in shock, and a cold sweat immediately welled up on his body, he had never seen such a killing, and the method could almost be described as brutal! And the person who used this method was just a teenager.

Kill the enemy with one sword! An Wenxuan didn't pay attention to the landscape produced by the violent killing method, his right leg and knee bent slightly, and the soles of his feet crushed the ground!

Ahh......hh

Seeing An Wenxuan's eyes full of killing, the Hidden Arrow Warrior opened his mouth to express the shock in his heart, the left arm that hid the second Hidden Arrow had just been raised to the halfway position, An Wenxuan's raised wolf tooth knife turned into lightning from the sky, and the bright wolf tooth knife cut off the raised arm of the Hidden Arrow Warrior, and used the wolf tooth knife to completely split him from his head to the crotch of his pants, and cut him in half.

On the battlefield, only dead enemies are the safest!

Killing two people with two knives, An Wenxuan's waist rotated with his ankles and thighs, and he turned around and brushed at the enemy who was grabbing his wrist and screaming with two knives! Directly cut off the opponent's arm connected to his shoulder, and looked at him rolling on the ground and screaming in pain, and asked coldly: "Who, let you kill me?" I'm here, it doesn't seem to have offended anyone!"

"Ahhh......hh

The soldier who was cut off just rolled and screamed, his eyes revealing resentment and fear for An Wenxuan, but he didn't say a word more, only the two eyeballs kept turning.

"You're in pain, aren't you? I can make you hurt even more, like chop off your legs. An Wenxuan sneered and raised his hand and stretched out his five fingers: "I can tell you that although your screams are loud, no one will come to save you at all." ”

"Ahhhhh......h

"Don't you say yes? I'm in a hurry. An Wenxuan's face did not change, and he raised his hand with a knife, and directly unloaded one of the opponent's thighs.

For the enemy, An Wenxuan did not have the slightest softness. This time is a sign of mercy, that is, disrespect for one's own life, and it is looking for death! Anyone who wants to fight for his life should be ready to meet death.

"Don't say it yet?" An Wenxuan touched the tip of his nose and looked at the opponent whose muscles were twitching all over his body because of the pain: "My patience is very bad, and now I will give you two choices." One, I'll kill you right away. Two, answer me, I will let you go. I counted to three. ”

"One. ”

An Wenxuan's knife was slowly raised, and at the same time, he closely watched the movements around him, guarding against sneak attackers.

"II. ”

An Wenxuan's eyes were filled with another killing ......

"Don't ...... No...... I said......"

An Wenxuan smiled, this result was not unexpected, the eyes of the person in front of him were afraid of death, even if he became disabled and lived, he would want to survive, and his hot hand finally played a role.

"Tell me, if I see you're lying, I'm going to kill you. ”

"I'm not lying...... Eric...... Eric of the Splitfang Mercenary Regiment, he said you snatched his python king in the Misty Forest, and you were going to die......"

Eric An Wenxuan's mind flashed back to the old man with resentful eyes that day, and he secretly reflected in his heart, thinking that he still underestimated the resentful eyes and people's hearts, and he should have been eliminated at that time.

"What I said is true...... I didn't lie to you......" The warrior's body curled up like a shrimp because of the pain.

An Wenxuan nodded with a smile, and the wrist holding the handle of the knife suddenly exerted force! Under the moonlight, the smile matched with the cold light of the knife was like the cruel demon king described in the book: "I know. ”

"You...... Not keeping promises!"

Poof! An Wenxuan casually threw away the wolf tooth knife that cut off the other party's head, and glanced coldly at the corpse on the ground: "I tortured you like this, will you let me go if you live?" Those resentful eyes, I have seen them in Eric, will they still ignore you?"

An Wenxuan turned his head left and right to search around again, making sure that he couldn't find the enemies around him who might be secretly observing, and spread his legs and ran quickly in the opposite direction of his residence.

In the few days of fighting in Xishan, An Wenxuan developed a decisive killing character, and at the same time, he also developed a cautious and cautious way of doing things.

Although you searched everywhere with your eyes and didn't find anyone hiding, it doesn't mean that there are no people hiding in the shadows peeping.

Early the next morning, the village was still so peaceful and quiet, and Blake saw An Wenxuan appear at the door, and his cloudy eyes were a little brighter: "There are three orders there, you complete these businesses first, and buy some strengthening potions in exchange for some money." ”

An Wenxuan curiously walked to the stove and picked up three cowhides and was slightly stunned, this business was different from what he imagined, he thought it was to make some weapons and other items, but he didn't expect it to be a kitchen knife customized by Aunt Wang of the village, a hoe customized by Uncle Luke in the west of the village, and a sickle.

"They are very demanding, you go down and read the book first. Blake pointed to the room, "The bookshelf on the far left side of the door, the end of the right hand side at the bottom." ”

"Forging Techniques", An Wenxuan blew off the choking dust on it, and opened it to find that this was a summary book about forging.

It doesn't matter if it's a knife, a gun, or armor, or a kitchen knife at home. The weight of the hammer is based on different positions, with different requirements, which is the thickness, length, width, and weight and material of the device, to calculate the weight of each drop hammer......

"Geometry?" An Wenxuan was slightly stunned, Blake's description of forging, most of the people who master this discipline are craftsmen, if it is not reborn, they really can't understand what Blake's book is talking about.

"Forging Techniques" is explained more simply and straightforwardly, and it is a simple work, and An Wenxuan can quickly understand the so-called laws in Blake's works.

Whew......

The cigarette stick in Blake's hand knocked on the door panel and said roughly, "Have you finished reading it?" You're going to read that book for two hours every time you come in the future......"

"Oh, got it. An Wenxuan was a little reluctant to put the book back on the shelf, this "Forging Technique" completely subverted the previous understanding of striking iron, weapons are not forged into a shape, nor can they only use high-grade fine iron or iron essence, or other metals can be forged into real weapons after high-density compression.

There are too many things to consider when forging a weapon, such as the wind resistance of the weapon chopping, the wind resistance when cutting horizontally, the wind resistance when lifting up, and blocking the opponent's slashing from different angles......

It's a super complex subject!

An Wenxuan picked up the simple kitchen knife drawing again, and suddenly found that each position of the kitchen knife on the drawing had different highlights, and the strength of those highlights was different, and they all represented different hammering powers.

This is not the special ability of the drawings, but An Wenxuan's instinctive sense after reading "Forging Techniques", in fact, there are no points of light on the drawings.

In an instant, An Wenxuan understood how to forge this kitchen knife. The big hammer in his hand, under the operation of the forging breathing method, smashed hard at the ordinary iron ore.

Iron ore, refined iron, iron essence! An Wenxuan directly smashed out the iron essence, and according to his understanding of the "Forging Technique", he struck it again and again, and the big iron hammer in his hand also changed one after another.

One time, it is a two-hundred-pound hammer, and the other is a three-five-pound hammer. A kitchen knife, different positions require different forces, An Wenxuan really began to understand how difficult it is to forge this thing if you can use a hammer to build a tool.

A cloud of sparks flew out, and the crimson kitchen knife soaked in the cold bucket with a strange sound, followed by a white mist that covered a meter square.

The kitchen knife was raised from the water, shining with a hint of icy light, An Wenxuan squatted on the side of the bucket and put the kitchen knife on an ordinary whetstone to start the last work, sharpen the knife!

The harsh grinding sound of metal and stone resounded in the room one after another, and the highest level of sharpening the knife was the cutting edge, which was not a special function, but a sublimation of technology! Just like striking iron, some people can make fine iron, and some people can make iron essence, which is a qualitative leap.

The piercing sound of sharpening the knife stopped, and the kitchen knife on the whetstone reflected the cold light as if it could really cut through the skin under the sunlight!

"Is this my real work?"

An Wenxuan carried a kitchen knife and turned left and right towards the sky, and his heart swelled with more pride, although it was just a kitchen knife, it looked like it was also a good work.

The Forge quest is completed, you get the kitchen knife, become a Forge Master, and monitor the bracelet to send a hint!

An Wenxuan looked at Blake in surprise, and found that the old blacksmith had picked up a snow-bright knife from the ground, and he weighed it twice and shook his arm suddenly!

An Wenxuan subconsciously waved the kitchen knife in his hand and knocked the flying knife, and the two 'weapons' collided together, making a crisp and piercing metal collision sound, and a string of beautiful sparks were sparked, and the war knife was split in half by the kitchen knife!

"Really?" An Wenxuan looked at the kitchen knife in his hand in disbelief.

"Not bad. Blake took another hard puff on the cigarette stick: "Although the appearance is ugly, it is still a talisman." ”

"Get the business done first, then hit the weapon you want, and then practice the second hammer. ”

Blake dropped his words, and for the first time did not crouch back in the corner, but left the yard with his hands behind his back and walked out into the street.

The hoe is different from the kitchen knife, and the sickle is different from the hoe, An Wenxuan looked at the remaining two drawings, and suddenly found that among these household utensils, there were many places that he could learn from when forging tiger head knives.

"Let's talk about the iron spirit first. An Wenxuan took off his upper clothes, revealing his strong body, wiped the sweat from his forehead and swung the hammer again.

After the three tools were built, An Wenxuan took the address recorded on the drawings and walked to Aunt Wang's house in the east of the village.

"Who are you? Black's apprentice? This kitchen knife wasn't made by him, but by you?"

Aunt Wang in front of the wooden door is not tall, but her figure is incomparably strong, and her arms are so thick that An Wenxuan is ashamed, and a pair of bold big eyes shine with a disapproving light staring at the kitchen knife: "I'll say it first! If this thing is not strong, I won't give you money." When the time comes, you will have to tear down all your blacksmith shops. ”

An Wenxuan nodded again and again in the face of such a bold aunt, if the talisman he forged couldn't resist, then ......

"Huh, first-class talismans!?" Aunt Wang held the kitchen knife in her hand and showed a stunned look.

The shocked expression on An Wenxuan's face was richer than that of Aunt Wang, this fat woman who looked like a housewife, she knew it was a talisman as soon as she got the kitchen knife!

"Since it's a talisman. Aunt Wang's face suddenly looked good, and her thick arm held a kitchen knife and slashed at a wooden stake with a diameter of one and a half feet outside the door.

The red light swelled on the kitchen knife in an instant, and the fighting spirit made a buzzing sound in the concussion of the kitchen knife, and the blade lightly touched the wooden stake, as if it had been cut on the tofu, and directly cut off the wooden stake.

"Not bad! Not bad! Much more serious than the old man from Blake! He gave me a ninth-level kitchen knife last time, and this time you directly give me a talisman!" Aunt Wang casually threw out a hundred gold coins and put them in An Wenxuan's hand: "Take it!"

An Wenxuan scratched his head, although the task said that there were only fifty gold coins, and this hundred gold coins had already doubled, but he gave him a talisman!

Even if it looks like an ugly kitchen knife, it's still a talisman! This thing can make those wealthy families go crazy when it is auctioned! Not to mention a hundred gold coins, even if it breaks a thousand or ten thousand, it is not impossible.

One hundred gold coins? An Wenxuan looked at Aunt Wang, who had a thick waist and a round waist, and still gave up the idea of bargaining with her, the strength of cutting the stake just now, although he was also a seventh-order martial artist the day after tomorrow, but compared with the innate martial artist, it was still much worse.

Three tools in two places, the number of gold coins in An Wenxuan's hand became three hundred, and at the same time, he was also a little numb to the shock of these two people who looked like housewives and farmers.

Not only does Aunt Wang have innate strength, but Uncle Luke, who seems to be honest and farming in the west of the village, also has innate strength!

An Wenxuan came to the door of [Zhang Nara's Mysterious Pharmacy], quietly pushed open the hidden planks, and saw the middle-aged woman wearing a red apron again.

Just like last time, the middle-aged woman was busy with a pile of glass test tubes unkempt, pouring other liquids into the test tubes from time to time, making the already boiling test tubes even more boiling. Azhu was not outside, but inside for alchemy.

An Wenxuan looked at the side of the test tube again, and there was a shriveled three-step snake, well, the dead three-step poisonous snake, and a few of its snake scales were thrown into the test tube, emitting a pungent strange smell.

An Wenxuan hurriedly shrunk his neck, took out three hundred gold coins and said, "This...... I'm here to buy medicine......"

"Buy medicine, wait a minute...... the middle-aged woman waved her hand without raising her head: "Bring me the test tube of the rotten grain grass, it is the purple one." ”

"Oh. An Wenxuan carefully picked up the purple test tube, for fear of splashing a drop from it, God knows what the function of these things of the mysterious pharmacist is?

According to the records in the book, it is rumored that an innate martial artist inadvertently touched an experimental product of a mysterious pharmacist, and after three days, he became an ordinary person with no fighting spirit, and after another three days, he became middle-aged and old, with a wrinkled face and white hair, but his voice was like that of a baby.

This event is called the Failed Rejuvenation Potion Incident, and it has been documented in many biographical novels.

The middle-aged woman took the test tube and didn't look at it, and poured the potion directly into another test tube...... Halfway through the liquid, she suddenly screamed, "Ahhh

The piercing sound echoed through the houses over the entire village, An Wenxuan wondered if his ears were about to be deafened by this piercing scream, and he saw that the middle-aged woman's face quickly turned from initial surprise to joy.

"Strange! The liquid of the Bad Snake Grass is actually better than the Rotten Grass Grass?" The middle-aged woman turned to look at An Wenxuan excitedly, and shook his shoulders tightly with both hands: "Boy, how do you know that the Bad Snake Grass is better than the Rotten Grass grass?"

"Bad snake grass?" An Wenxuan realized that he had taken the wrong test tube, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, hearing that the liquid was easy to explode if he added it wrong...... I heard that in order to improve his fighting spirit, a congenital martial artist went to consult a mysterious pharmacist, but when he helped with the experiment, the test tube explosion directly blew the innate martial artist to death......

"I ...... Didn't know it was bad snake grass. An Wenxuan looked at the middle-aged woman truthfully.

"You don't know?" In addition to surprise, the middle-aged woman's face was more happy, just because she almost killed her because she took the medicine wrongly, and she could still laugh?

"Great! Great!" The middle-aged woman shook An Wenxuan: "Luck! is a very important element of the mysterious pharmacist. I can feel that you have a very good talent for mystical medicine! I have decided to take you as an apprentice!"

An Wenxuan's eyes widened and stared at the middle-aged woman, being a mysterious pharmacist...... If you go to the battlefield to fight against gods and demons, you will never blink your eyes! Even if you carry a knife to assassinate the Great Demon King or the God King, you will not have any fear! If a warrior dies on the battlefield, it is also a glory!

But if you die in this mysterious pharmacist's laboratory, it really won't be an ordinary wreck......

"I'm Blake's apprentice, and you'd better teach Azhu......"

"I don't mind if you worship two masters, Ah Zhu and I communicate with each other. ”

"But I don't mind......"

"It's okay, I'll just go talk to Blake. ”

"I mean, I don't want to be a mystical pharmacist, my aspiration is to be a great warrior, a great forger, or a great apothecary...... Mystery Pharmacist, forget about this......"