Chapter Eighty-Seven: Shocking the Audience

"It's out, it's out, what's the result?"

Looking at the young man who was the first to come out, the sword-forging apprentices began to talk about it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"What else can there be, it's definitely impossible, the selected reviewer is only about 1,400 catties, that kid wants to hit 1,300 catties, dreaming", Lin Yuan's follower sneered.

For the words of the follower, the sword-forging apprentices did not deny it, indeed, even if they wore the hat of innate divine power, they did not think that the Demon Hidden Blade could hit the strength of 1,300 catties.

"Hey, look at what he is holding in his hand, why is it so familiar", there was a sharp-eyed one, and immediately pointed to the demon hidden front.

Everyone looked at it, and their faces changed slightly, wasn't that the wooden box that Lord Gray Yuan distributed to the Qi Enhancement Pill.

"How is Lord Gray Plains' box in his hands," asked the swordsmith apprentice.

"Hey, could it be that kid really hit 1,300 pounds", one of the yellow-faced men with missing front teeth pointed out the uncertainty in everyone's hearts.

The box is used to hold the Qi Enhancement Pill, and he is holding the box now, is it possible......

"What if you hold the box, the result is not certain", the attendant said unconvinced, but his voice was much quieter.

Then, under the eyes of everyone, more than a dozen onlookers of sword-forging apprentices also walked out.

"I'll think about it, just ask if you want to know in a while," said the yellow-faced man with missing front teeth.

However, soon everyone realized that something was wrong, and the dozen or so swordsmithing apprentices who came out were all silent, their expressions quite strange.

The yellow-faced man with missing front teeth happened to be close to the force measurement room, and he hurriedly grabbed an acquaintance, "What's the result, why does a little lady look frightened?"

"You're just frightened little girl", the tall black-faced man scolded, and then looked at the location of the demon hidden feng, his eyes were full of shock.

The yellow-faced man was suddenly aroused by the black-faced man's expression, and his teeth leaked, "You said, what's wrong, could it be that kid really hit 1,300 catties"

Hearing him ask this, seven or eight men who were close to his casting platform also pricked up their ears.

The black-faced man shook his head, his face complicated.

"No, it means that the kid lost the bet, hey, I thought it was something, it's normal if it doesn't exist, look at your constipation, could it be the idea of hitting those three Qi Enhancement Pills, I thought about it, it wasn't yours in the first place..."

"You're only constipated", the black-faced man slapped the hand with the missing front teeth, then took a breath, spit out all the pressure, and then said in a trembling voice, "It's not 1,300 catties, it's 2,500 catties."

"What, two thousand five hundred pounds, what are you talking about, talking about human words", the big man with missing front teeth listened in a fog.

This time, the black-faced man didn't beat him a few times, but said bitterly, "When the young man measured his strength, he hit two thousand five hundred catties."

With that, he did not linger and walked to his casting table.

The yellow-faced man with missing front teeth was stunned at first, and then scolded, "You calf playing with me"

Not only here, but also the swordsmithing apprentices in other places also pulled the people in to ask one by one, and after getting the same answer, they either shook their heads in disbelief or thought they were joking.

Compared with everyone, a thin boy like a washboard will hit 2,500 pounds, which is an over-the-top joke.

"Please, you have to be normal when you're joking, it's too nonsensical, isn't it?"

"That is, we believe you when you say 1,300 catties, and you say 2,500 catties, which is obviously."

Lin Yuan's attendant almost didn't laugh, "Dog, I didn't see that you still tell jokes, if he can beat 2,500 catties, I will eat your hammer in front of you, forget it, I won't talk to you, what about Brother Xiaoyuan, I'll ask him"

The one who is called a dog is a sincere person, and his words are not believed, he suddenly blushed and said, "What I said is true, I don't believe you ask others"

This joking result spread among nearly a hundred sword-forging apprentices almost in the blink of an eye.

At first, everyone didn't believe it, but as more and more people listened to the same joke, they gradually realized that something was wrong.

It's just a joke for one or two people, why do more than a dozen people make the same joke.

Lin Yuan, what about Lin Yuan, when people were looking for the leader who took the lead in stirring up trouble, they found that he didn't come out with him.

At this moment, the door of the force measurement chamber was slowly pushed open.

"Brother Xiaoyuan", seeing that it was Lin Yuan, immediately greeted him.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, the dog is still joking, saying that the kid hit two thousand five hundred pounds, do you say it's funny, in the end...", halfway through, he stopped abruptly.

I saw Lin Yuan's face depressed, as if he didn't hear the voice of his attendant, and swayed past.

The follower who was familiar with Lin Yuan's temperament, seeing this scene, faintly guessed something, his mouth opened slightly, and he looked at the thin back in amazement, with a hellish expression.

Not only him, but all those who saw Lin Yuan's expression opened their mouths wide one after another, and this death-like silence suddenly swept through the entire first-floor casting hall like a storm.

The eyes of nearly 100 people in the huge sword-casting place were all cast on the thin back of the caster, who was only two heads taller than the casting table, shocked and speechless.

The silence lasted for about two minutes, and then a fierce controversy erupted throughout the foundry hall.

"Really fake"

"Oh my God, he's a demon beast, it's five hundred pounds more than Lord Tuosen back then."

"Maybe he'll be chosen as a disciple of the swordsmith."

...

The sound was so loud that it could almost tear down the sword forged sword barrier overhead, and even the two guards guarding the gate beyond the stone gate and a long corridor could hear the buzzing noise.

After Ash Yuan came out, he hurriedly left the first floor, otherwise he would have stopped loudly.

Being at the center of everyone's discussion, Demon Zangfeng didn't look back, and he could feel the huge gaze gathered behind him, and his back was abnormal.

Twisted his palms in embarrassment, to be honest, he didn't expect his force measurement to cause such a sensation, and he didn't expect the force measurement results to change so much.

The doubling of his body strength, as well as the 2,500 jin fist power after using his soul power, made the Demon Hidden Feng, who had not yet run the sword yuan at that time, startled.

Glancing at the small wooden box containing the Qi Enhancement Pill, Demon Zangfeng secretly wondered, what is the matter with my strength?

Puzzled, Demon Zangfeng temporarily put aside his doubts, anyway, it's not a bad thing, and then think about it slowly.

Ignoring the fiery argument behind him, Demon Zangfeng took out a piece of fine iron and forged it with a hammer.

......

On the second basement floor, in a single compartment filled with the sound of heavy wrought iron.

"Really," Tuosen's muscle-knotted right arm paused abruptly, and he held the blue hammer and turned his head in surprise.