Demon Zangfeng carefully quenched, Lin Yue watched carefully, and there was no embarrassed and embarrassed look on his honest face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Many people just laughed when they saw it, retracted their gaze, and continued to talk, fantasizing that one day they would be able to be superior.

Lin Sihei, the mustache who opened a jewelry store, hesitated, stopped chatting with others, and walked towards Demon Zangfeng.

At this time, Demon Zangfeng just picked up the hammer and began to beat it carefully.

Lin Sihei stood beside Lin Yue, glanced at the young man who was concentrated, and then at Lin Yue, who was not moving, did not make a sound to disturb, just curious?

There are always surprises in this young man, the first time he entered the swordsmithing station, the second time he swung the hammer 500 times...

However, the more Lin Sihei looked at it, the more frightened he became, until in the end, his expression was similar to that of the silly Lin Yue, and he couldn't tell who was imitating whom.

Demon Zangfeng was trying to feel the changes under the hammer, so he didn't notice Lin Sihei approaching.

The strength of six hundred and fifty catties is very sufficient, and every time, Demon Zangfeng can feel that the iron and stone under his hands are gradually grinding off the edges and corners, and he walks towards the roundness, and he is more and more familiar with the strength of the iron hammer.

However, it was a pity to him that this time there was no such agility as when the whole consciousness was integrated into the hammer head when the iron was quenched for the first time.

When the iron and stone in his hand became a little hard, Demon Zangfeng did not continue to knock, but put the iron on the stove and pulled up the bellows.

The smell of iron filings wafted out, and when the iron was once again calcined red, he clamped the iron to the bucket, and a large cloud of mist was steamed.

Almost instantly, the entire piece of iron faded to black ash and turned into a deep black.

Seeing the discoloration of the demon hidden feng that easily reached the first step of quenching iron, Lin Yue and Lin Sihei glanced at each other at the same time, and each saw surprise.

This step seems simple, just like Lin Ding's demonstration just now, but they have tried many times, no matter how they hammer the iron, roast it, and soak it in water, they can't make the iron discolored, but the kid in front of them can easily achieve it.

Lin Sihei just wanted to speak, but Demon Zangfeng's next action made him close his mouth.

Demon Zangfeng picked up the cooled and solidified iron in the bucket, and the cork hammer in his hand was raised high.

"Ding Ding Dong Dong...", with a knock, the color of the iron became darker and darker, and the volume gradually shrank, and it was only after the entire fist-sized iron stone was shrunk by almost a full circle that the Demon Hidden Feng gradually noticed the obstacle.

Six hundred and fifty pounds, is this the limit?

I continued to tap again for a while, but the change in the iron stone was minimal, except for the slightly darker color, the volume did not change too obviously, and there was not even a shadow of the linwen.

Whew, the light demon Zangfeng stopped tapping and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Looking at the dark black iron block that was nearly a quarter smaller, although he still had the strength to continue to knock, it would take him a while to polish to Lin Ding's so-called one-third of the highest standard.

I gradually understood that the explosive power that Grizzly Bear said when measuring his strength, it is not difficult to reach the highest standard of quenching iron with only his current strength, but it is difficult to forge a linwen.

Try the limits of power liberation.

Just when Demon Zangfeng held the hammer and rested for a while, the two people standing next to him finally had different expressions.

The mustache Lin Sihei's face was shocked, he hadn't even been able to grasp the essentials of the first quenching of iron, but the little ghost in front of him had not only completed the first quenching iron, but it seemed that it was almost the highest standard of quenching iron, right?

When he looked at Lin Yue on the side with a shocked look, he was stunned to find that Lin Yue was not only amazed as he imagined, but also frowned.

What's the matter, just as he was about to ask, a strong hammer knock made Lin Sihei swallow the words in his mouth again.

"Bang", which is obviously different from the previous ding-dong-dong, this time the hammer striking sound was heavy and terrifying.

At this time, most of the people were still chatting happily, and the demon hidden feng made a violent hammer blow, like a crane chirp in a cluster, conspicuous and piercing.

Many people cast their eyes over, and the black-clothed apprentice Lin Yuan was no exception.

This kind of scene is like when all the students are resting and having fun during the end of class, but suddenly a poor student reads the textbook seriously, which almost makes people sick.

Lin Yuan sneered, he really felt blushing for the demon Zangfeng, at this time, he was grandstanding, and his face was really not ordinarily thick.

"Tsk, seriously, I refuse to let go of every moment, I am really a model for me to learn, I feel blush", the apprentice next to Lin Yuan covered his face, full of ridiculous smiles.

"No, he was praised by Lord Gray Yuan, so naturally he had to work hard to show himself", Lin Yuan deliberately amplified his voice, and his voice was weird.

The apprentice next to him immediately slapped his thigh, pretending to be annoyed, "I forgot, he is born with divine power, he is a genius, even Lord Tuosen does not have a physique, it seems that he wants to surpass Lord Grizzly, Lord Lin Yan, the first time to reach the highest standard of quenched iron, no, no, no, he is a genius, maybe he has to hammer out the scales."

"No, there are two other people next to him, and it seems that they all want to learn from their teacher", the apprentice sighed to himself.

His affectionate appearance immediately made many people laugh, and anyone could hear his ridicule.

Looking at the banging boy again, could he hammer out the linwen, everyone shook their heads with a smile, and suddenly lost interest.

Some of the newcomer sword-forging apprentices who had taken a look at it with their hearts in mind were embarrassed to step forward because of everyone's attitude, for fear of losing face.

Demon Zangfeng tempered the iron with his heart, but he didn't see anything, he didn't hear anything.

The honest man next to him who was affected was also not different, and looked at the demon hidden feng quenching iron with the same expression, as if he had long been accustomed to these mockery.

As for Lin Sihei, he was originally a deacon of the family, although his status was not high, he also honed his sleek skills.

Therefore, the atmosphere in the first layer of the swordsmithing station was a little strange, with three unmoved rookie swordsmiths on one side and a mocking look on the other.

However, as time passed, most of the Earth Flame Fire Crystals were replaced, and the topic in everyone's mouths faded away, and they each started striking iron.

The sound of striking iron resounded in the swordsmithing room, and it was in full swing.

The demon hidden feng, who had been ignored, was even more inconspicuous, only the two people who were still standing beside him attracted a few incomprehensible glances from time to time, and then returned to silence.

"Bang, bang...", sweat slid down Demon Zangfeng's cheeks and fell to the ground, and soon it was steamed by the dry ground without a trace.

On the casting table, there was still three-quarters of the size of iron ore, but at some point it shrank by a whole circle, leaving less than half of the original size.

"Eighty-six circles, eighty-seven circles, eighty-eight circles...", Lin Sihei counted a little numbly.

Every time he counts, it means that there is an extra circle of linwen.

When he saw that the Demon Hidden Feng suddenly increased his strength and forged the first circle of Lin Pattern, Lin Sihei was so shocked in his heart!

But when the shock can't be stopped, it becomes numb.

Lin Yue next to him had the same dry mouth.

Demon Zangfeng didn't know what shock his actions had brought to the two of them, and raised his faintly trembling arm, he knocked down violently again, "Ninety"

The excitement became more and more intense, and he succeeded, and he succeeded in creating the scales, and he also reached a full ninety laps!

Although it is not as easy and abnormal as the first time, it needs to be constantly quenched, constantly soaked in water, and even the soul power that supports the "power liberation" is consumed by a full half, but after all, it can be done, right?

The soreness in his arm had long been forgotten, and Demon Zangfeng's mind was now full of the remaining ten scales.

The stiff right hand was raised again, and when the soul power was running, the 1,300-pound hammer fell heavily, leaving a circle of traces of the lin.

"Ninety-one", Lin Yue and Lin Sihei glanced at each other with difficulty, and the original ridiculous ideas were gradually moving towards the truth.

Hundred refining refined iron, he actually wanted to forge a hundred refined iron for the first time!