"Bang", with the heavy sound of an iron bucket hitting the ground, many nearby sword-forging apprentices were attracted to attention. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Ding looked at the iron bucket with an ugly face, this damn little bastard, is he deliberately playing tricks on himself.

However, when his eyes met the fine iron in the iron bucket, his pupils suddenly narrowed.

This is!

As far as Lin Ding's line of sight could see, there were pieces of fine iron with dense scales, not to mention the bottom of the press, no less than ten pieces in front of him alone.

Hundred refined iron, all of which are refined iron, with Lin Ding's eyesight of forging for seven years, you can see at a glance that all the iron barrels are all refined iron!

How could this be, he had only been a sword-forging apprentice for a few days, how could he have forged so many hundred refined irons.

Lin Ding subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the calm Demon Zang Feng in shock, it can be said that the impact of this bucket of Hundred Refining Refined Iron on him was even greater than the two thousand five hundred catties that Demon Zang Feng hit when he measured his strength!

Refining refined iron is not as simple as quenching iron, whether it is strength, heat, or precision of percussion, it requires a series of complex techniques and eyesight.

Even if the kid in front of him was born with a huge strength that is incomparable to others, how did he master the essence of wrought iron in a short period of time?

Could it be that someone else helped him forge it, this idea had just been born, and it was strangled in Lin Ding's mind.

Impossible, there are only a handful of people who can forge a hundred refined iron in the entire first-layer sword casting office, except for those few reviewers, there is no more than one hand index left.

Moreover, the hundred refined iron in the iron bucket, those scales are thin and deep, obviously caused by the vigorous knocking, engaged in seven years of sword-forging apprenticeship, although he does not know everyone well, but he can forge this kind of scales, he has never seen a single one.

Could it be that he had learned casting before, but after taking a look at the hundred refined iron in the iron bucket, Lin Ding erased this idea again, although these hundred refined iron were condensed, the volume was much smaller than the ordinary hundred refined iron, but the forging technique was very rough, and it was obviously done by a newcomer.

was doubted again and again, and was denied again and again, but the spearhead of the facts was all pointed at the young man in front of him.

Lin Ding looked at Demon Zangfeng with a suppressed breath, that is to say, these hundred refined irons were really forged by the young man in front of him who looked less than fifteen years old?

"Lin audit, it's time to help register", Demon Zangfeng said lightly.

"Ah, well, good", reacting from his stunned expression, Lin Ding grabbed the iron bucket with his right hand, with a slightly flushed face, he was running with all his sword yuan, and then he grabbed the iron bucket heavily.

Sixteen pieces of refined iron, each of which has more than 100 catties, even if it is tempered into 100 refined iron, the quality of the iron will not change much.

In fact, with Lin Ding's own strength of 1,000 catties, plus more than 300 catties of the swordsman's fifth stage, he would not be so unbearable with all his strength, but he didn't expect that the iron bucket would contain a full sixteen pieces of refined iron.

With the puzzled looks of the rest of the sword-forging apprentices, Lin Ding almost dragged the iron bucket to the registration office.

"What's the matter, you see how Lin Xuan is holding the iron bucket of the Divine Power Kid, how does it look weird", a sword-forging apprentice not far away wondered.

"Looks heavy, huh?"

"Idiot, no matter how bad Lin Ding is, he is also a selected reviewer, and he has 1,300 catties to say the least, so he can't carry an iron bucket?"

"Why are you knocking on my brain again, I don't believe you can see for yourself"

"Hey, really"

......

Lin Ding slowly moved towards the registration place, and for the first time in seven years, he felt that the registration office was so far away from his casting table.

Seeing this, many sword-forging apprentices followed, obviously curious about what was in the iron bucket.

Responsible for the registration of this part, it is difficult for the auditor to cheat, and he does not dare to cheat.

Because everyone has a registration for taking iron, the quantity will be verified when all are handed in, and it will not be so easy for the reviewer to keep it private or move it to his own name.

And everyone's strength is there, and suddenly there are a few more pieces, and it is easy to show the horse's feet, once it is discovered, it is not just as simple as being dismissed.

When you come to the stone platform where you are registered, there is a large metal plate half-sunken, which records the name of everyone present, the amount of quenched iron, and the type.

The metal plates are public, including the swordsmith's own disciples, and everyone can see their name and rank from it.

One is for fairness and justice, and the other is to motivate people to compete with each other.

Demon Zangfeng followed him to the registration desk, and it was the first time he had seen a huge metal plate of copper yellow.

The previous few times it was quenched iron for tasks, and he didn't pay much attention to it, but this time the hundred refined iron was related to Lin Yuechan's healing medicine, and Demon Zangfeng had to be cautious.

"Hey, Lord Tuosen is worthy of being the personal disciple of Master Yuan Tie, this number, deserves to be the first person", a bald man said.

"Lord Lin Python is not weak, 18,000 pieces of refined iron, 6,000 pieces of 1000 refined cold iron, 300 pieces of 100,000 forged iron, ranking second", a short man belonging to the Black Rock family next to him spoke proudly, and there was no one in his eyes, as if he was talking about himself.

"The top ten grizzly bears, Lord Lin Yan, are all disciples of Master Yuan Tie", he couldn't get used to his appearance, and the other person sneered at him.

"What's the matter, why don't you say that there are thirty to sixty people below, almost all of them are under the Black Rock Master", the short man said contemptuously.

Seeing this, the bald swordsmith laughed angrily, "Come on, come on, don't talk about others, just tell me how many cubs you have in line."

"Hmph, I'm not just going to be fifty-nine yesterday!", the man's nostrils turned to the sky.

"I'll fuck you for fifty-nine ......", the bald man couldn't tell the difference, and immediately slapped at the face that was already unpleasant.

Competition is often accompanied by contradictions, and Demon Zang Feng skimmed over the two who were scuffling and looked at what they called the metal ranking board.

Above the metal plate, a large "gold list" is engraved on it.

Demon Zangfeng subconsciously looked at the first row, the first row, and found Tuosen's name.

Lin Tuosen, quenched iron: 30,000 pieces

100 refined iron: 20,000 pieces

1,000 pieces of cold iron, 13,000 pieces

Ten thousand forged iron: 900 pieces

Although he didn't know the chill of the Thousand Refined Cold Iron and the Ten Thousand Forged Dark Iron, with just 20,000 pieces of Hundred Refined Iron, Demon Zang Feng was deeply shocked.

20,000 pieces of refined iron, how much time and effort does it take!

Then, Demon Zangfeng looked down the metal plate again, and the second place, called Lin Python, was the eldest disciple of Master Heiyan.

Immediately recalling the accident caused by the previous scroll, he directly absorbed the entire first layer of the earth flame fire crystal, which alarmed the master of Heiyan, and the man with a meaty face next to him at that time was Lin Python.

Skipping the unfamiliar name below, Demon Zangfeng saw Gray Yuan, who ranked fourth, and Lin Yan, who ranked tenth.

Fourth place: Lin Gray Plain, quenched iron: 10,000 pieces

100 refined iron: 9,400 pieces

Thousands of cold iron, five thousand

Ten thousand forged iron: one hundred and twenty pieces

Although this result is amazing, it is a little less shocking than the first three.

10th place: Lin Yan, quenched iron: 5,000 pieces

Hundred refined iron: 1,000 pieces

Thousand Refining Cold Iron: 600 pieces

Ten Thousand Forged Dark Iron: Twenty-five pieces

Compared with the top few, Lin Yan's results are dismal and abnormal.