Although the "Valley of Hundred Soldiers" is the most basic unit of the Sword Valley, Jiang Shan is still quite shocked after watching it. Without saying anything, just saying that the scene of thousands of people lined up and hammering iron at the same time is already quite shocking.

It was a large lawn in the innermost part of the valley, and there was an ordinary Sword Valley disciple on the lawn every about a zhang distance, and each disciple had a simple large iron pot in front of him, and the iron pot was full of black iron sand, and there was a huge bucket beside them, and those simple materials were placed on the side of the bucket in a different way, and they could be pulled by reaching out.

Thousands of people, under the orders of a military commander, began to pull the bellows at the same time, and soon green smoke began to rise from each iron pot, and the iron sand was burned red, and the heat was overwhelming. Then, in almost unison, the ingredients were inserted into the iron pot, and soon the materials were burned red.

The dazzling red light drew a wonderful arc in the field, and all the disciples picked up the material in their left hand, and their right hand had already taken the hammer in their hand almost at the same time.

Someone "drank", and the hammer fell, making a crisp sound. Then countless cheers came, hammers fell one after another, and the whole venue began to be densely filled with the sound of deserviness. The fire was shining, everyone was swinging the hammer extremely hard, and every muscle was bulging, as if it was full of explosive power. Sweat poured down from the bronzed skin, no one brushed it, dripping onto the materials, stirring up puffs of green smoke.

The scene full of sweat seemed to have an invisible force, tightly grasping the eyes of Jiang Shan and even Bai Qingling, the two of them watched without blinking, and soon someone made the material into shape, began to quench, and there was a burst of green smoke.

But at this time, it shows the gap between each person, many people are not good at the first forging fire, at this time the material can not be formed at all, and they have no choice but to carry out the second forging fire. And there are still people who don't wait for the material to be formed, they have no strength and can't fight anymore.

From time to time, there were people in the venue who patrolled back and forth, and there was a thin jade plaque in their hands, and once someone failed, they would write it down on the jade plaque, and then there would be disciples to take away the person's materials and the iron pot placed there, and make room for an open space. These losers are asked to quit the field, and these people are without exception pale and look dejected.

Soon, many people walked out of the venue, and soon there were only more than 100 people left in the original venue of thousands of people, which seemed a little empty.

Jiang Shan looked at the past, even more than 30 of these more than 100 people, but they were just struggling to support, and it was only a matter of time before they retreated.

Finally, there was a loud shout in the room, and then someone laughed maniacally.

"I, I...... I made it!"

The man held a dagger between his tweezers and waved it in the sun, his face was so excited that he looked a little silly.

Those disciples who withdrew from the venue all had envious looks in their eyes, and some of those who were still persisting had anxious looks in their eyes, and only a few of them had calm expressions and did not show anything unusual at all.

Jiang Shan glanced at the man, and then laughed dumbly. Can that be considered a dagger? The blade is almost a centimeter thick, let alone killing something, it is estimated that it can't even cut the skin, Jiang Shan mourns silently for that buddy in his heart.

Sure enough, a second-level armor division came over, only glanced at it, and said coldly: "Failure!"

Someone came and put him down, and the man was still arguing vigorously, and the second-class armorer looked at him, and then picked up the strangely shaped dagger, and showed it to everyone.

"First of all, this dagger is ugly, secondly, this knife has no edge at all, let alone a sharp edge, and thirdly, he hits the dagger with uneven force, which seems to be a bit of a dagger, but it is completely a piece of broken copper and iron, which will shatter when touched. ”

He held the dagger upright, so that everyone could see it clearly, and then he gently clasped his thumb without hurrying, and flicked it very casually, and the dagger "ding" sounded, and it was broken into two in an instant.

The face of the disciple who was shouting and quibbling before suddenly lost his brilliance, and he stopped talking.

After such an episode, the scene suddenly felt solemn. In addition to the sound of striking iron, almost a needle drop could be heard in the venue. Soon more than a dozen people walked out of the venue, and now there were less than fifty people in the entire open space.

These more than 50 people are quite a casting foundation, Jiangshan estimates that most of the people cast military uniforms have no problem, especially three of them, the action is like flowing water, in one go, the technique is extremely clever, it seems that there have been small achievements in the way of military uniform casting.

Sure enough, soon, some of the three of them struck a short sword. The man put the hammer aside without hurry, gently picked up the short sword from the clear water, wiped it with a cloth, the short sword was like a pool of autumn water, extremely clear, a drop of water slipped from the hilt of the sword to the position of the tip of the sword, slowly dripping.

"Success!" said the second-order armorer with a smile on his face.

The scene suddenly became noisy, and even the thousands of people who had withdrawn also expressed their heartfelt admiration, and the heartfelt cheers instantly resounded throughout the clearing.

The disciple who had successfully forged the short sword just nodded silently, then calmly packed up the materials, and finally moved all the iron pots and other things out.

Jiang Shan nodded silently, this person's popularity is calm, and he can be the first to cast a short sword, and he is definitely lucky from time to time.

Even Wu Yan was quite appreciative, that young man was really good, he had been paying attention to it for a while, in addition to the armor casting had already entered the house, his cultivation was also quite commendable at his age, and he was not surprised at all that he was the first to complete it.

Bai Qingling was a little bored, although she didn't know how to make military uniforms, but how clever she was in her eyes, these people might be a figure among ordinary disciples, but in the eyes of those outer disciples and true disciples, they were a little unpopular.

She felt that the methods of these people were still a little rougher, including the boy who was the first to cast the uniform, which was both crude and inflexible.

She was a little interested in the spectacular scene before, and now there were so few people in the venue, so she was also a little lacking in interest.

Soon, the other two people who were quite optimistic about Jiangshan also cast short knives one after another, and they also won everyone's applause. After these three people are completed, Jiangshan is in no mood to watch it.