When it was almost dark, the owner of the blacksmith brought a few helpers to the inn with the tools he had made.

Red brick iron furnace, iron tongs, anvil, hammer, bellows, grinding stone, black charcoal, just as much.

Su Ye carefully inspected it, and after finding that there was nothing wrong, he asked people to move these things to the open space in the backyard of the hotel.

Later, he asked the blacksmith boss to buy dozens of catties of iron ore, and after some bargaining, he finally sold it for 10 silver coins.

It didn't take long for a truckload of iron ore to come from the iron shop.

Su Ye took a look and found that it was all high-quality hematite, and nodded secretly with satisfaction in his heart.

There are many ways to process iron ore into pig iron, and modern times usually use reducing agents to decarbonize, remove phosphorus, remove gas, remove impurities in a high-temperature environment, and finally add alloys to refine relatively pure steel.

However, now Suye's conditions are limited, so he can only use the old methods handed down from his ancestors.

First, the iron ore is smashed, filtered with a screen and then put into the furnace, and then sprinkled with a handful of lime powder to filter the silicon, aluminum and other impurities in the iron ore, and finally placed in the water tank to quench to obtain a slightly bright white dark pig iron.

This kind of pig iron is hard, but slightly brittle compared to steel, and the weapons made are relatively inferior, and are generally used by blacksmiths to practice their hands.

Su Ye refined a cart of hematite into pig iron overnight, perhaps because of the increase in level attributes, even if he sweated profusely, he didn't feel tired.

After going out for a simple breakfast, I immediately returned to the open space in the backyard and began to prepare for the iron.

The first is to pick up the material, Su Ye picked a few pieces of pig iron, and after the furnace is heated enough, it is clamped with a long-handled iron tong and sent into the furnace, and the iron material is turned while pulling the bellows.

When the heat softened, he put the reddish iron on the anvil, picked up the hammer with his right hand and smashed it down—

clang

Sparks flew everywhere, and Sparks splashed to the ground, but Su Ye's expression remained calm all the time, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

He likes to strike iron, especially the process of the iron material gradually changing in his hands and finally taking shape.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The crisp and pleasant sound of striking iron echoed in the backyard, and soon attracted onlookers from the guests in the hotel.

"What is he doing, clanging?" A bearded werewolf couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Su is striking iron." Xiao Shanna looked at Su Ye who was constantly beating the iron without blinking, and her eyes were full of little stars.

"It's in... Crafting a blade? The knowledgeable person saw it and said in surprise: "This is the first time I've seen this technique, can this really create a blade?"

"Just this little doll with no hair on its mouth?" The werewolf man pouted, "Most of them haven't learned to cast, so they're playing around." ”

He'd seen the process of forgers building blades, and the casters used magic to drive the transformation of iron, how could they beat it like this kid...

Only the long-haired purple woman in a nightgown on the far side looked calm, covered her mouth and yawned, and her lazy eyes looked curiously at the young man from the Eastern Continent who was pounding the iron.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

With the swing of the hammer, Su Ye could no longer hear the sound of the outside world, and at this moment he was fully engaged in the iron material in front of him that had been transformed into a sword blade.

Clang!

It's another hammer, and if there is a blacksmith who is proficient in the ancient blacksmithing process at this time, he will definitely be dumbfounded.

150 hammers.

This is the standard line for judging whether a blacksmith's skill is good or not, as the old saying goes, only the more hammering, the air and impurities in the iron can be squeezed out, and the final quality of the blade will be better.

And Su Ye has hammered more than 200 times now, and there is no sign of stopping.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Even Su Ye didn't know how many hammers he had wield, and when he was in Lanxing, his limit record was 189 hammers, and the long sword he finally built was sold to a customer for 2,000 yuan.

It's just that I heard that the guy later sold it for 80,000 yuan on the Internet, so angry that Su Ye directly blocked that guy permanently.

The thoughts were fleeting, and Su Ye soon fell into a state of forgetfulness again, not even realizing that his right hand wielding the hammer unconsciously overflowed with a faint blue light, and gradually drilled into the iron material with the hammer beating.

500 hammers.

600 hammers.

900 hammers.

Su Ye finally began to be a little overwhelmed, the sweat all over his body had soaked his clothes, and the speed of swinging the hammer gradually slowed down.

And the expressions on the faces of the onlookers gradually changed from disdain and ridicule at the beginning to surprise and shock.

Not to mention the rest, this little white face in the Eastern Continent who looks a little thin is not small, if they are replaced, it is estimated that the limit is about 600 hammers.

The purple-haired woman, who had never said a word, also looked at Su Ye in a daze at this time, and a bright light flashed in her eyes.

Clang!

The 924th hammer fell, and the last trace of strength in Su Ye's body was also hollowed out, and he hurriedly took out the wooden sword hilt that had been prepared for a long time, and finally put it into the water tank to quench-

Whew!

The heat rose, and the wooden-handled iron sword quickly cooled down in the cold water, and finally took shape into a sharp long sword three feet and one inch long, with a bright white body.

"He really built it!?" Everyone looked at the long sword in Su Ye's hand, and their hearts were shocked.

[Gain 400 Class Experience]

Su Ye ignored the light curtain that popped up in front of him, and eagerly looked at the attributes of the long sword in his hand-

【Nameless Sword (Blue Finesse)】

【Weight:1.5】

[Sharpness: 7]

[Bonus to holder: None]

【Holder: Su Ye】

[Additional Skill: None]

[Description: A high-quality pig iron longsword, extremely sharp, but not very tough......]

Seeing that the quality of the long sword was blue, Su Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction, it seemed that his craftsmanship was not unfamiliar.

He gripped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, weighed the weight of the long sword in his hand, and grinned.

This is the first sword he has personally built in another world, and the name... It's called "Soda Iron Sword No. 1".

Now that it's been built, why don't you try how sharp it is?

Thinking of this, Su Ye clenched his long sword and raised it high, aimed at an iron pier in front of him and slashed down-

Soon, he regretted it.

rumble

The long sword swung out, suddenly setting off a fierce wave of qi, and then condensed into a silver-white sword qi that cut through the earth, slashed the iron pier, and finally flew towards the houses in the distance-

airplanes

A pale yellow light barrier suddenly appeared in the backyard sky, which was the Benin City Demon Guide Array sensing the danger and automatically deploying the protective device.

The sword qi met the light barrier and exploded in an instant.

Immediately, the earth shook.

There was a violent sound in the ears of everyone in the clearing, and when they looked up, they saw that the protective light barrier in the sky had cracked, and then it shattered into a little star and dissipated.

This is a large defensive array that can defend against the blow of an A-rank Warcraft!!

It was actually shattered by the blade forged by that Eastern Continenter?!

Everyone was agitated, and hurriedly looked at Su Ye, only to find that the latter had already been swept away by the qi wave, holding a half-cut sword in his hand and wanting to cry without tears.

My Soda Iron Sword No. 1!!