Chapter 155 Refining Competition

Chapter 155 Refining Competition

For a month, Mo Wendao studied here, a month of blacksmithing.

"I'm really looking forward to it!"

Mo asked and was also looking forward to tomorrow's competition.

I don't know what he will be able to do this month, what he has learned, what will happen to the challenges that are coming.

The next day, noon!

Tuk Tuk ......

There was a knock on the door, and it came to Mo Wenwen's ears.

"Young Master Mo, the master is looking for you!"

Outside the door, the butler's voice.

Mo asked, open the door!

"Are they coming?"

Mo asked, asking.

They refer to the master and apprentice who made a bet with the Seven Elders.

"It's coming!"

The butler replied.

Then, with Mo asked, he came to the living room.

In the living room at this time, the Seventh Elder was chatting with a red-haired old man over tea, this red-haired old man should be another forging master, and next to the red-haired old man, there was a young man.

Mo asked and when he saw this young man, his first impression came to mind, Ling Feng!

I don't know why, this young man and Ling Feng have a very similar temperament, and at the first glance of the past, they feel very much like Ling Feng.

"Apprentice, you're here!"

The Seven Elders are right.

made a look, a teacher.

"Yes, teacher!"

Mo asked respectfully.

This was his agreement with the Seventh Elder, to play his disciple and conduct this competition.

Originally, the Seventh Elder planned to accept Mo Wendao as an apprentice, but when he saw Mo Wendao's learning speed in this month, he dispelled this idea.

Of course, these seven elders confiscated Mo Wendao as an apprentice, and Mo Wendao also knew that his own forging skills were also taught by the seven elders, even if he did not become a master and apprentice.

This teacher, the Seven Elders, is still worthy of it.

"This is your high apprentice?"

The red-haired blacksmith quipped.

It seems that for Mo Wenwen, as the apprentice of the Seventh Elder, it doesn't seem to be a good thing.

"Apprentice, come here and see your red-haired uncle!"

The Seventh Elder smiled.

The meaning of his words was to take advantage of it a little, and lowered the rank of this red pharaoh a little.

Sure enough, before Mo asked, the red-haired old man retorted first.

"You old ghost, I'm older than you, you should call me uncle!"

The red-haired old man was unconvinced.

In terms of age, he is also older than the Seventh Elder, how can he ask Mo and call him a senior uncle.

Isn't this to be a little lower than these seven elders in terms of seniority?

"I remember that you entered the forge master a little later than me!"

Seven Elders, I'll see what you do.

He said that the time he had become a master blacksmith really made the red-haired old man a little difficult to argue.

"But, after all this time, you still haven't won me!"

The red-haired old man retorted.

Anyway, these seven elders have been competing with him for so many years, and they haven't won against him once, so even if these seven elders became a forging master some time earlier than him, their strength is not stronger than him.

"You're using strong words!"

The Seven Elders said angrily.

After so many years of competition, neither of them won against anyone, and both maintained a tie record.

"Teacher, I have a way to decide what you call it!"

Mo asked, stepped forward.

Looking at these two old men, if they continue to talk nonsense, it is also a fruitless thing, Mo asked if it is better to help them solve it.

Even if Mo asked, he understood that these two old men were really good-looking, no wonder this competition had persisted for forty years, and it was not over.

"Good apprentice, what can you do?"

The Seventh Elder said happily.

He didn't know, Mo asked what would be given, what could be decided, the way the two of them were senior. However, Mo asked now, as his 'beloved apprentice', of course, he had to listen to the opinions of his apprentices.

"Tell me quickly!"

The red-haired old man was not to be left behind.

He and the Seventh Elder, in addition to this question of victory and defeat, as well as this generation, have been troubled for decades, but they don't know if Mo asked, is there any way to solve their problem.

The red-haired old man's apprentice also deliberately glanced at Mo and asked.

"It's easy!"

Mo asked with a smile.

His method is really, a very simple way.

"How easy is it?"

The Seven Elders became interested.

In the end, how simple it is, they have all argued, for more than 40 years, and there has not been a result.

"Wait until the end of the competition, and you will know the result!"

Mo asked, solving the mystery.

"That's right!"

The Seven Elders and the Red-Haired Old Man said at the same time.

They made a bet this time, and the result of this bet contract can become, they finally decide, a matter of their generation.

"Red-haired old ghost, this time I've won!"

The Seventh Elder said happily.

This month, he has witnessed Mo Wendao's growth, and Mo Wendao's current level of forging is only limited to the reason for cultivation. However, it can already be said that his current level is already very good, at least in the eyes of the Seventh Elder, there should be no problem in winning the apprenticeship of the red-haired old man.

"Your joke isn't funny at all!"

The red-haired old man scoffed.

He worked hard, how could he lose after teaching his apprentice for ten years, he felt that his apprentice would be able to surpass him in less than ten years.

The red-haired old man and the seventh elder were both nearly forty years old before they became blacksmiths, and if the red-haired old man's apprentice was in less than ten years, he could surpass the red-haired old man.

In other words, the apprentice of the red-haired old man should be less than thirty years old before he can become a master of blacksmithing.

"It's useless to say anything, you have to compare to know!"

The Seventh Elder said calmly.

As long as you have tried, you will know what the result will be, and there is no need to continue arguing.

"Let's get started!"

The red-haired old man agreed.

The four of them came, and the seven elders had already prepared the venue.

The two forging platforms should have been prepared by the Seven Elders for this competition.

"The first competition, refining materials, three hours!"

The Seven Elders announced the content of this competition.

However, there is not much difference between this competition and the test that Mo Wendao experienced.

If there is really a difference, that is, the number of people has changed from five to two, and the ore has also changed from six to nine, and there is no limit to the quality they refine.

However, there is no restriction on the quality of refining, which does not mean that they can be refined very casually. After all, what we have to compete now is the quality that has been refined.

Red blood copper, thousand-year-old cold iron, cryolite......

These nine kinds of ores are placed in front of Mo Wendao, this time the refining should be for the preparation of forging weapons, if the refining is lost this time, the next competition will not be much better.

Mo asked if he didn't think that the other party's forging level would be much lower than him.

"Three hours is too long, just two hours will do!"

The red-haired old man's apprentice said confidently.

It was also the first time he had spoken, and it was quite surprising that he said that.

These nine kinds of ore, to be refined into materials, even if the forging master makes a move, it will take almost two hours, where does he get the confidence that he can use two hours to complete the refining.

Could it be that the disciple of the red-haired old man has reached the level of a forging master?

"That's too short, isn't it?"

The Seventh Elder said with a frown.

He felt that this time should not be enough to let Mo Wendao carry out, the second refinement, then for Mo Wendao, it is still a loss, Mo Wendao is better at the second refining.

"Old ghost, no more faith?"

The red-haired old man struck.

Seeing his apprentice and give himself a face, the red-haired old man was still relatively happy, how could he not be happy with such an apprentice.

"Two hours, just two hours!"

Mo asked, in agreement.

He didn't want to, the seven elders lost face for this matter, and now they are 'master and apprentice', one is prosperous, and the other is lost!

Mo asked no, he agreed recklessly, he was also surprised when his opponent said two hours, and he also wanted to challenge.

After all, if the other party can succeed, then he can do it too.

"So, the competition begins!"

The Seven Elders announced.

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