A heavy hammer sounded, and the left hand of the demon hidden blade holding the iron piece shook slightly, only to see that the part of the pig iron that was struck was completely shrunk, the color was dark black, and there was a circle of heavy scales wrapped in a circle of small scales, like a target for shooting, with a total of ten circles inside and out. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the same time, Demon Zangfeng only felt that a shock was transmitted along his arms to his whole body, to his blood, to his bones, and there was some pain at first, and the back was crispy and numb, and the warmth was abnormal.

However, Demon Zangfeng's attention was not on his body, but all on the circle of scales.

He didn't know what was going on, but he was certain that the ten circles of scales were no worse than those of the hundred-forged iron he had seen before, and the color and scales were superior.

Glancing at the cork handle that was as strong as elastic steel, a smile appeared on Demon Hidden Front's face, and his muscular arm was raised high again.

"Bang", another heavy hammer sound, but it was not noticeable, which made Demon Zangfeng love this small hammer more and more.

Fifty percent of the strength increase, the operation of the peak three-stage sword element, just a dozen hammers, that piece of pig iron has completely shrunk by half the size, and the color is purer than the most standard quenched iron.

Letting go of the 1,200-pound hammer, Demon Zangfeng shook his aching arm and put the quenched pig iron back into the iron bucket.

The effect of the hammer was obvious, and it took less than a tenth of yesterday to complete a whole piece of quenched iron.

But the flaws are also very big, the soul power and physical strength consumed by just a dozen hammers are far more intense than the previous hundred pounds of hammers.

If it weren't for the huge transformation of the divine soul, the sword yuan was more than ten times thicker than the original, otherwise the demon hidden feng would really not be able to control this delicate heavy hammer.

After a short rest, Demon Zangfeng took out a piece of pig iron again and tempered it again.

The time is not early, it is not too late, and when the demon Zangfeng has finished refining the three pieces of pig iron used in the task, the time has only passed for half a column of incense, and when converted to the original time, it is about six o'clock in the morning.

There were more and more people coming, and unlike the dozen or so sword-forging apprentices who came first, everyone who came in advance subconsciously glanced in the direction of Demon Hidden Blade.

Although yesterday's incident has not yet spread in the circle, most people already know that there is a new boy who has completed all the quenching iron for the first time, and even forged the scales.

However, they didn't know exactly how many circle scales there were, and a large part of the reason was due to Lin Ding, who was in a hurry to take away the Demon Hidden Front, who was filled with a bucket of refined iron for a hundred refinements.

This time, the swordsmithing apprentices were not full, and there were only about two dozen newcomers, who were grouped under different swordsmiths.

Yesterday there was talk and laughter, but today they are in groups of three or five, and they are like strangers with swordsmiths of different departments, and at most they say hello, and there is no follow-up.

"Morning", just as Demon Zangfeng picked up a piece of refined iron for forging, a familiar sound came from the side.

When the demon hidden feng heard the prestige, Lin Yue and Lin Sihei, who looked naïve, walked over together.

"Morning", Demon Zangfeng nodded politely and put down the hammer in his hand.

"Little brother got up so early, it really scared me yesterday, but thanks to you, I learned a lot", Lin Sihei stepped forward with a smile.

"Me too", Lin Yue smiled innocently.

"How can there be", Demon Zangfeng waved his hand and smiled shyly.

"By the way, you didn't come yesterday afternoon, and I forgot to tell you, the quenching iron used for the mission..."

"Hmph, the quenched iron used for the task, even if you achieve a hundred refinements, it doesn't count as money", at this moment, a discordant cold snort came.

Hearing this voice, Demon Zangfeng frowned, glanced at his gaze, and sure enough, it was Lin Ding, the reviewer who made things difficult for him yesterday.

"This little brother, don't you say that, although the pig iron used in the task is a little smaller, but the hundred forgings have been completed, I remember the regulations...", Lin Si's gang said.

"Regulations?The regulations here need you to teach me?" Lin Ding glanced at Lin Sihei coldly, and a sword element fluctuation of the fifth stage of the swordsman suddenly crushed towards Lin Sihei.

Lin Sihei's sword yuan cultivation was only barely three stages, where was Lin Ding's opponent, his face turned pale, and he was suddenly pressed back by Lin Ding's qi.

Lin Ding turned his head disdainfully, directly skimmed Lin Yue, who had no sword yuan fluctuations, and looked at Demon Zang Feng and said, "Yesterday afternoon was absent for no reason, the shelf is quite big."

"I've finished quenching the iron, and I've asked you to register, according to the rules of the Sword Forge Institute, even if you don't come in the afternoon, there will be no problem," Demon Zangfeng said calmly.

Lin Ding frowned, he originally wanted to provoke Demon Zangfeng, so that he had a chance to strike, but he didn't expect him to be so calm and calm at a young age, but he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Who said there is no problem, you can go if you want, you can come if you want, if everyone is like you, there is no clan law, there are no rules", Lin Yuan, who was dressed in black, walked with his hands in his hand.

"Yes, in view of your performance and attitude, as an auditor, I will deduct your five taels of silver yesterday," Lin Dingyi commanded.

Demon Zangfeng's face was expressionless, "I'm not the one who went out"

Lin Yuan smiled and said nothing, Lin Ding said with a mocking expression, "If you have three years of qualifications, I won't interfere."

Demon Zangfeng's expression became cold, and his right hand clenched.

"Why, I'm not convinced, don't you even want today's silver", Lin Ding sneered.

He is in charge of the audit, as long as it is judged that it is not up to the mark, there will be no silver on it, and for newcomers, it is no less than a nightmare.

And even if the task is completed, sometimes in order to knock the newcomer, there are cases of deliberately not giving out private swallows.

This is true not only of him, but of the six reviewers who were selected.

They also know how to be proportionate, and they pick on those who seem honest and have no background, plus they don't shoot hard, and they don't drive people to a dead end, so they turn a blind eye to this.

After all, letting them take on this errand for nothing, after all, is to give some sweetness.

However, Lin Ding's current approach, in the eyes of those who care, is inevitably a little excessive.

After all, Demon Zangfeng has completed all the quenching iron, or even better, forging the scales, Lin Ding's method can no longer be regarded as beating, it is deliberately difficult.

"And your wrought iron in the future must meet the highest standard", for the gaze cast by many sword-forging apprentices, Lin Ding not only did not restrain himself, but became more and more arrogant, what he wanted was this effect of killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys.

"I know the rules of the family, deducting the money of the workers, and those who deliberately make things difficult will be abandoned, and the family will be expelled from the family, no"

Hearing this simple voice, along with Lin Ding, many people cast their eyes over.

I saw Lin Yue looking at Lin Yuan and Lin Ding with a smile on his face, harmless to humans and animals.