dragged Ah Shan to the blacksmith shop, Ah Shan refused to go in, and Zhao Qianfeng, who had no choice, had to take the big sword into it by himself. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There were no customers in the blacksmith shop now, and there was no one in front of the counter, except for the rhythmic beating of the room behind.

The percussion sound is very charming, as if it is a piece of music, and it is not annoying at all.

"Is there anyone?" Zhao Qianfeng shouted.

No one paid attention, and the tapping continued.

Following the sound, Zhao Qianfeng entered the back room, and as soon as he entered the door, he felt a wave of heat rushing to his face, a middle-aged uncle in the room was wielding a hammer and knocking on the red iron sheet, and a young man did not stop folding the iron sheet with tools.

Even if Zhao Qianfeng entered, the two of them still ignored it and continued their work, the sound of percussion never stopped, until a sword embryo was formed, and the uncle stopped to wipe his sweat and looked at Zhao Qianfeng.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Qianfeng hurriedly handed over the sword, and the uncle pulled out the sword with one hand and pouted: "The quality is average, let's say, what's the matter?"

"That's right, this sword is a bit heavy, can you lighten the ......?"

Zhao Qianfeng was a little surprised by his uncle's strength, and drew his sword with one hand, and he was very relaxed.

It is worthy of striking iron.

The uncle looked at Zhao Qianfeng: "This sword is not heavy for you, you just stood with this sword for a long time, and it was very easy to see when you handed it over, it is rare for you to have this physique." ”

"This uncle's eyes are poisonous enough. Zhao Qianfeng sincerely admired.

"It's not for me, it's for my friends. Zhao Qianfeng hurriedly explained.

"I think it's light with 40 pounds, but this 60 pounds is a little heavier. ”

"Tell him to come in and try it. The middle-aged uncle said with the sword in his hand.

Hurriedly dragged Ah Shan in, looked at Ah Shan's physique and nodded: "40 catties is light for him, but he can't use a 60 catties heavy sword for a long time." ”

"Well, will you strike iron?" the uncle asked Ahsan

"I studied in Aoki Town, and I know a little. "Ahsan hasn't understood yet.

The uncle handed the hammer to Ahsan and took out a reddish iron ingot from the furnace.

"Let's try. The uncle said to Ah Shan.

Ahsan took off his shirt, took the hammer and began to strike, in the flying sparks, the iron ingot slowly turned into a long piece of iron, the uncle quickly folded the iron piece, Ahsan continued to beat.

Zhao Qianfeng felt a little different, although the sound of Ah Shan's percussion was still rhythmic and continuous, but the sound was different from that of the uncle's percussion, in Zhao Qianfeng's ears, it was noise.

And as time passes, the sound slowly becomes discontinuous, and the light and weight come together.

"Alright, you rest. There was a little appreciation in the uncle's eyes: "It's iron, it's not bad." ”

It was still hot inside, and the uncle beckoned the two of them to go outside, wiped their sweat briefly, and the uncle said to Ah Shan: "Looking at your iron striking situation just now, I estimate that the most suitable weight for you now is below 48 catties." ”

Seeing that Ah Shan was a little disappointed, the uncle encouraged: "As long as you can exercise every day, you will be able to easily use the 60-pound heavy sword in a few years." ”

"This sword has a bright surface, but it actually still has impurities, and it just happened to be returned to the furnace. ”

"How much does that cost?" asked Zhao Qianfeng.

"2 gold coins. ”

"Ahh ”

Looking at the uncle who immediately sank his face, Zhao Qianfeng hurriedly said: "It's not expensive, it's not expensive, a weapon in hand, only 2 gold coins will be given, it's enough to be cost-effective." ”

Zhao Qianfeng quickly took out 2 gold coins and handed them over, seeing that Ah Shan was about to speak, Zhao Qianfeng glared at him viciously, but Ah Shan didn't dare to speak.

"My friend has to take the entrance test of the academy in a few days, and he is stepping up his practice in the past few days, so let's see if I can ...... it as soon as possible."

"No problem. The uncle took the gold coin, turned around and entered the workshop with his apprentice.

"Ah Feng...... Or...... Let's go in and have a look......" Ah Shan asked Zhao Qianfeng at this time.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a sword hilt being thrown aside.

"That's my ......," Ahsan whispered to Zhao Qianfeng.

"Shut up. Zhao Qianfeng said.

The young man was blowing into the stove with a bulging skin, while the middle-aged uncle squinted at the fire eye of the stove and observed the flames.

After a while, the uncle turned on the stove, and the young man took out the big red sword, and the uncle wielded the hammer.

The percussion of music sounded again.

Zhao Qianfeng and Ah Shan both watched intently as the uncle wielded the hammer.

In Ah Shan's eyes, every time the uncle wields the hammer, he is so even, and every action is to use his strength to the extreme, and he uses the smallest action in exchange for the maximum strength.

But in Zhao Qianfeng's eyes, it was very different, from the very beginning of coming in, Zhao Qianfeng felt that the uncle was also a passive type to absorb aura, although his body was full of aura, it was very thin.

However, when the uncle wielded the hammer, the aura around him unconsciously flowed, slowly gathering to the arm wielding the hammer, and even transmitting to the wielding hammer through the arm, and the hammer with aura entered the artifact every time it fell.

In Zhao Qianfeng's feeling, the uncle's hammer-wielding arm turned out to be the part with the strongest aura.

And the rest of the body was slowly absorbing the aura, and the speed and quantity of absorption far exceeded those who practiced martial arts.

Zhao Qianfeng is a little strange, what kind of skill is this, according to the analysis of the knowledge he has learned in management, it should belong to the category of self-abuse.

But honestly, Zhao Qianfeng couldn't see any masochism from the uncle, and from the uncle's attentive eyes, he could only see the uncle's love and intentions for this work.

"If I use my uncle's way to create a brand new skill, it shouldn't be considered a violation of the rules!" Zhao Qianfeng thought to himself.

The uncle's hammer continued to swing, and the sound of tapping continued, but there was a change again, Zhao Qianfeng clearly felt that the impact surface of the hammer slowly had a trace of water vapor and a thin film of water.

"Damn, spell!" Zhao Qianfeng was really strange.

The great sword had long since lost its appearance under the hammer blow, and the great sword of the past was constantly turning into pieces of iron under the noses of the two blacksmiths, then folded, then into pieces of iron, and then thrown into the furnace.

A new greatsword took shape in such a toss.

Loading the hilt of the sword, the uncle handed the sword to Ah Shan.

The sword was no longer what it used to be, it didn't have that dazzling light, the entire sword surface was not reflective, and it was covered with scale-like patterns, only a faint cold light flashed on the edge of the sword's smooth double blades.

"Is the weight right? go to the open field and try it out!"

In fact, Zhao Qianfeng knew that he was very satisfied when he looked at Ah Shan's expression, and the simple character of the people of Aoki Town, his joy and anger were all expressed on his face.

"Has the uncle practiced martial arts?" Zhao Qianfeng asked the uncle.

"Haha, as a blacksmith, you may have practiced martial arts!" the uncle did not answer directly.

"Have you ever studied spells?" Zhao Qianfeng continued to ask.

The uncle paused for a moment, and then smiled: "Is it the fireworks in the sky or the rain, or is it a bonfire on the ground without firewood?"

"That's just one of them. Zhao Qianfeng felt the irony in his uncle's words.

"Oh. Such a profound spell, how can a person like us have the ability to learn it. The uncle said, "If you really want to have a heart, it's better to practice martial arts." ”

felt that the uncle didn't seem to hide it, and Zhao Qianfeng was a little puzzled.

At least the water film on the hammer can be judged to be formed by 'art', but the uncle said that he can't do such elegant literary skills, not only can't, but also looks down on it.

As for Zhao Qianfeng, he unabashedly praised the uncle's superb skills, beautiful movements and pleasant voice when striking iron, and the uncle also said: "Without him, only the hands are familiar." ”

Well, Zhao Qianfeng was also speechless.

However, the uncle was full of praise for Ah Shan, and felt that if Ah Shan became a blacksmith, he would definitely be a good blacksmith.

"I have a good strength, and I can control it skillfully, and my body movements are also coordinated, so it's a pity not to be a blacksmith. "Uncle is very sorry.

But Ah Shan doesn't think so, Aoki Town felled wood, and then the imperial capital struck iron? This is not his own person, he and Ah Feng are the hope and pride of Aoki Town, and his future is a martial arts master.

Saying goodbye to the uncle, the two returned to the hotel, and the next day, Zhao Qianfeng asked Ah Shan to continue to find a place to practice, while he was going to go to the Imperial Capital Comprehensive College to have a look.

One academy is in the northwest, one academy is in the southeast, and if you want to go to the comprehensive college, you almost have to wear a city, and this is not Aoki Town, it is the capital city of Yaoguang, the imperial capital of the human race.

Zhao Qianfeng walked slowly according to the map, listening carefully to the conversations of the people around him, analyzing the situation in the imperial capital, and about noon, a square appeared in front of Zhao Qianfeng.

Directly south of the square, there is an ornate building standing alone, which is marked on the map as the Imperial Capital Council, and the height of the buildings on the east and west sides does not exceed it.

And in the center of the square, a large circular garden, inside which is a hexagonal fountain, in which a tall stone pedestal, on which stands a statue.

From a distance, the statue is a man, dressed in black, facing north, with his legs slightly spread and his body straight, his left hand crossed at the waist, and his right hand pointing forward.

There are a few people around the garden, some resting and some playing, but the majority seem to be artists, and most of them have easels in front of them.

Walking over curiously, Zhao Qianfeng first took a look at what these painters were doing, almost all the painters were copying the statue, and some were helping people paint portraits, but the background was still the statue.

Looking at the portrait, Zhao Qianfeng inexplicably felt a little familiar.

"Damn!" Looking at the portrait carefully, looking up at the sculpture, Zhao Qianfeng couldn't help complaining.

The paralyzed expression was just like Li Tianmao.

As for the stone tower, the whole content is all praise and praise for this hero brought by God to the human race, and the flattery and flattery of the tone made Zhao Qianfeng creepy and cold sweat.

Looking at the sculpture again, Li Tianmao's eyes looked into the distance, and he didn't seem to care about the people under his feet at all, I don't know if it was the profound skills of the sculpture master, or Zhao Qianfeng's mental effect, Zhao Qianfeng felt that there was still a trace of ridicule on his face.

"What kind of wisdom and martial arts, I think it's the bones of Qianqiu. Zhao Qianfeng was indignant: "The glory is to you, and then I will fill the pit." ”

Zhao Qianfeng didn't even want to look at the academy, so he turned around and went back the same way.

"Just wait for the boss to deal with it and let you downgrade. Zhao Qianfeng thought evilly.

Zhao Qianfeng, who returned to the hotel, just got up in the morning to watch Ah Shan practice for a few days, looked for some fun around in the afternoon, and then went back to sleep.

Finally, on this day, Yaoguang Martial Arts Academy began to recruit students.