"It's really ....."

Lin Baohu muttered, a little in a trance.

He has been refining weapons for so many years, and he can't understand how such a complex material can be fused without conflict.

"Bang!"

A metallic tremor rang out, rushing like thunder.

I saw Su Daochen walk to the table, clenched the sword embryo with his left hand, and lifted a heavy hammer with a weight of five hundred catties with his right hand, and suddenly smashed it down.

"Sneer~"

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the piercing sound was endless.

Bang Bang!

The iron table is shaking, the earth is shaking!

Every time the hammer falls, it carries the momentum of ten thousand jun, and the force is strong, and you can feel the obvious vibration from afar.

In just a few breaths, Su Daochen had already waved hundreds of times, like a violent wind dancing, and the afterimage was visible!

If you look closely, the spot where the hammer falls every time is the same place.

And, at this speed, it's getting faster and faster!

The house was silent.

Everyone looked at it intently, their expressions slightly condensed.

Whether they understand refining weapons or not, they are all silent at this moment.

All of them could lift a five-hundred-pound hammer.

Not everyone can hammer the same place so smoothly, quickly and accurately.

The difficulty between the two is obviously not comparable.

The contempt in the depths of everyone's eyes gradually faded.

With this calm and skillful iron-striking method alone, Su Daochen is already extraordinary, and he is by no means a newcomer who has just entered the market.

In this young man's body, they saw a kind of refining demeanor!

"Alas....."

Sigh after sigh.

The more than ten refining masters glanced at each other, all of them had complicated expressions, and they could clearly see the horror in each other's eyes.

They have been immersed in refining for many years, and they have seen more than others.

If it was just the speed and accuracy of swinging the hammer, they could do it as a refining master, but the speed was indeed worse.

What shocked them the most was .......

The young man in front of him, the amplitude of each swing of the hammer, from swing to fall, is exactly the same, as if he has been measured by a ruler!

What kind of control does this take?

It's unbelievable.

"What a delicate forging technique......."

Lin Baohu's eyes widened, staring directly at the trajectory of the hammer swing, revealing a faint obsession.

While everyone is indulging in watching.

"Bell!"

Su Daochen had already swung out a thousand hammers, completely forgetful, ignoring everything around him.

In the silence of the room, the only sound was the roar of hammers falling.......

Two hours later.

"Woohoo....."

Su Daochen gradually stopped, lifted a bucket of cold water and poured out, and in an instant, a heat wave stirred up, and the mist was swirling.

"Khooth!"

A soft whistle sounded, and Qingyue was moving.

"It's finished?"

Behind him, everyone's ears moved, and their eyes lit up.

"So fast?"

Lin Baohu frowned, and his sense of anticipation dropped sharply.

In less than half a day, what good weapons can be tempered?

"In the end, I am young, and I still need to work patience."

The rest of the refiners' faces also flashed, revealing a faint sense of disappointment.

Refining tools is the most important thing to endure loneliness and suffering.

In such a short period of time, they couldn't even refine a Xuan-rank low-grade weapon.

No matter how talented Su Daochen is, no matter how clever his refining techniques are, he won't be much stronger than them, right?

"Tyrannical creatures! Two of the world's top ten weapons were ruined like this......"

"yes, I didn't expect it to be empty joy in the end."

"It's supposed to be like this, but our expectations are too high."

Several old men shook their heads, beat their chests and stomped their feet, and were extremely heartbroken.

Whether it is the Cangming Sword or the Seven Star Sword, it is a prestigious weapon.

Now in Su Daochen's hands, it is very likely to end in a bleak way.

This feeling of seeing hope and finally being disappointed is really depressing.

At this moment, what no one noticed.

Su Daochen's palm poked out, and a touch of golden qi and blood quietly overflowed between his fingertips, dripping on the long sword.

A bizarre scene has happened!

I saw that the drop of golden blood fell, and the silver-black sword body flashed with layers of golden light, like a ripple in the calm lake water.

There is an indescribable mystery and dreaminess.

Soon, the golden blood bead seeped into the sword body, completely fusing into one.

"Buzz!"

The long sword trembled slightly, bursting out with a ray of light, and the silver and black glowed with a faint golden glow, which was extremely strange.

"That's it!"

Looking at the three-foot sword blade in his hand, Su Daochen showed an oily smile.

His face paused slightly, and there was a trace of reminiscence in his eyes, "I don't know how that guy is doing now, will he worry about Lao Tzu's ......?"

Thinking of this, a handsome man in a green robe and a jade crown came to mind, sitting on the top of the mountains, talking, laughing, eating and drinking, and his eyebrows revealed a sky-high heroic spirit.

"Hehe, forget it, I'm afraid this old boy doesn't know where to be chic......"

As if thinking of something, Su Daochen shook his head slightly, a little funny.

With a sigh of emotion, he turned and walked towards everyone.

"Su Shao......"

Seeing this, Mo Peng's eyes were happy, and he greeted him from afar.

Looking at the silver-black long sword held by Su Daochen, he raised his eyebrows and exclaimed, "Good sword!" ”

"It's worthy of Su Shao, and sure enough, the refining weapon can't be difficult for you."

Glancing at him, Su Daochen smiled faintly, "It's just refining casually, it's not worth mentioning." ”

Mo Peng's old face smiled, and he highly admired: "I think this sword is sharp and restrained, and the texture is strong, it is really a masterpiece, no worse than the Seven Star Sword." ”

Although he didn't know how to refine weapons, he could see something somewhat.

Although this long sword is not as gorgeous as the Seven Star Sword, it has a restrained profundity, like a star in the dark night, with a faint edge.

At first glance, it's easy to get caught up in it and find it difficult to extricate yourself.

"Hmph, Elder Mo's words are too flattering."

Suddenly, a discordant voice sounded.

I saw that in the crowd, an old man who was over the age of sixteen walked forward, shook his head and said:

"This sword is good, but it can be said to be sharper than the Seven Star Sword....... Well, I really don't agree. ”

As if thinking of something, he glanced at Su Daochen, and hurriedly lowered his tone, a little dumbfounded.

The tragic situation of the second elder and the third elder is a lesson from the past.

He was very worried, if he said too much, would he follow in the footsteps of a few people.

Especially aware of the strange looks of everyone, he wanted to slap himself, why did he stand up and be the first bird.

It's good now, but if it's not good, even my own life is gone!

But the matter has come to this point, and there is no way but to walk over hard.

Glancing at the old man lightly, Su Daochen raised his eyebrows and said, "How is your refining level?" ”

Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, and although he didn't understand his thoughts, he still spoke:

"The old man's refining level is considered to be the top five in this Instrument Master Guild."

Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, a little arrogant.

"Oh."

Su Daochen nodded lightly, and then said, "Then how is your weapon compared to the Seven Star Knife?" ”

The old man's face was a little unnatural, and he was speechless.

Seeing this, Su Daochen shook his head and chuckled:

"How about we make a bet? As long as you win, I will admit defeat and apologize, and accept any punishment, even if it is a broken arm. ”

"What's the gambling method?"

The old man frowned slightly, a little moved.

"You can use any weapon, as long as you can carry the long sword in my hand without shattering, I lose, and if you don't, I win."

Looking at the excitement on the old man's face, the corners of Su Daochen's mouth lifted slightly, and said:

"But if I win, you need to do what you can for me."

Almost in a moment.

The old man nodded hurriedly and said in a deep voice, "Okay!" The old man won this bet, I just hope you don't regret it when the time comes! ”

"Repentance? Hehe..... I'm not bothered to do that yet. ”

With a laugh, Su Daochen shook his head.