Seeing Yuan Pan coming over violently, Xiao Curly thought that he was here to fight with her, and she almost took out the hammer.

As soon as the man arrived in front of her, he bowed and said, "I'm sorry."

Not to mention the little curly, the people nearby were stunned and began to speculate about the relationship between the two.

Tang Mo frowned, what kind of road is this?

"It's okay?" Little Curly replied uncertainly.

Yuan Pan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight and smiled at her, "My master wants to say a few words to you, is it convenient to go over?"

The Saint-level Forge wants to talk to her?

Little Curly's back straightened subconsciously, and he said solemnly, "Go."

Yuan Pan walked away with the little curly hair.

Yu Yi looked at the backs of the two, how could he think something was wrong, said hello to Tang Mo and Fu Yunxiu, and followed.

Tang Mo: She also wants to go, I don't know if it's convenient?

Fu Yunxiu looked at it, pulled her and walked towards Old Man Yu and Master Tong, naturally he didn't dare to come to him, but the distance was closer, and it was not bad to be able to hear a few people talking.

The little curly hair went up to salute first, and introduced himself, including age and cultivation, as well as occupation, and a decent child's appearance.

Hearing that she was only eleven, several old guys were quiet, and it seemed that her gaze was different in an instant.

Yuan Pan stumbled and almost knelt, he was beaten down by a little kid and trampled under his feet, which was simply a stain on his whole life.

I can't accept it at all!

Taking a deep breath, Tong Ye asked, "There is a forging competition here, are you interested in participating?"

Xiao Curly still had the same idea, and she said embarrassedly, "My skill is not equal to cultivation, I have just broken through to the king level, and I haven't touched the secret pattern yet."

Tong Ye waved his hand, "It's only better than wrought iron." He pointed at Yuan Pan, "This guy doesn't give up, and he's still thinking about Qianjun. If you can win this time, he won't have the face to come to you again."

Little Curly looked at Yuan Pan and asked, "Apart from this, there is no other benefit?"

Tong Ye couldn't help but laugh, "What else do you want?"

Little Curly pursed her lips slightly and said, "I heard that he is your disciple, if I win him, does it prove that I am more suitable to be your disciple?"

Hearing this, Tang Mo and Fu Yunxiu glanced at each other in surprise, this development was a little unexpected.

Yu Yi was also surprised, but after the surprise, it was ecstasy, if Wei Qiqi really worshipped Tong Ye as a teacher, would she not leave Gengxin City?

But when he thought of the gap between the two, he began to be depressed again.

Tong Ye was slightly stunned and asked, "Do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

Little Curly nodded, in fact, she didn't think about it, it was just a whim. However, her love for forging is real, and it would be great if she could have a saint-level master teach her.

Tong Ye stared at her for two seconds, and finally nodded, "You win Yuan Pan first."

Little Curly doesn't know about it, but anyone who knows a little bit about the character of the Heaven Forging Sage knows that this person doesn't like to drag mud and water the most, one is one, two is two, and he doesn't talk about it anymore.

didn't refuse, then I actually wanted to agree, everything just depends on the result of the game.

There were still idle stoves on the field, and Xiao Curly and Yuan Pan walked over one after another.

The latter was still in a trance, which was not the same as he thought, why did he suddenly turn to the apprentice? What about taking the hammer as a bet? Why didn't Master mention it?

Seeing that the two of them started to make a fire, Old Man Yu couldn't help but ask, "Why do you want to accept apprentices again?"

Tong Ye pretended to be mysterious and said, "Probably fate has arrived."

Here, Tang Mo couldn't help but worry, "She won't really want to apprentice, will she be able to travel with us in the future?"

Fu Yunxiu comforted, "It's not decided yet." He thought for a moment and said, "If we can really apprentice, we should be happy, Kiki is still young."

Tang Mo nodded, of course she knew that apprenticeship had a lot of benefits for Xiao Curly, but she just couldn't give up

Get.

The two of them never thought that Little Curly would lose, how could her sister be so powerful?

The game officially began, and everyone had a piece of metal the size of a human head in front of them.

First, it is thrown into the furnace for calcination, and then it is taken out and beaten. For a moment, the square was filled with tinkling sounds.

The small curly hair is naturally used with a thousand hammers, and the hammer method is also very particular.

Tang Mo didn't study this aspect, he didn't know what was good, he just felt that the rhythm of the beating sounded very comfortable, like a simple piece of music, which made people feel refreshed and happy.

As time passed, the sound of the beating gradually changed, from the original thick to crisp, as if some impurities were removed, and became pure.

The sun has set in the west, and there is not much time to see it, but the gap between everyone is actually not big, and the feeling of half a catty and eight taels, how can this determine whether to win or lose?

As a result, everyone began to exert their strength, and various techniques and secret hammer methods emerged one after another.

And the little curly hair didn't have anything, she gritted her teeth and directly activated the secret pattern on the Qianjun Hammer.

In an instant, the weight of the Qianjun hammer increased dozens of times.

The little curly hair let out a low sigh, and the calf instantly exerted force, driving the waist to rotate, and then driving the arms, elbows and wrists, and finally transferring the strength to the Qianjun hammer.

As soon as the hammer was swung, even the fire next to it was a little shorter, and it was almost blown out by the hammer wind.

The "bell" of the Qianjun hammer smashed the metal flat, not to mention, but also smashed it directly into the air.

Curly took the opportunity to continue to hammer and smashed the metal cake against the forging table again.

Just like that, one hammer after another, sweat quickly oozed from her forehead, which showed that it was already her limit to push the Qianjun hammer to this extent.

Tong Ye couldn't help but stand up, his eyes were full of color, full of admiration.

The forging masters next to him also nodded frequently and praised.

"The little girl has solid basic skills."

"He has a lot of strength, and he was born to be a forger."

"I'm so excited about such a good seedling." The master teased: "Master Tong, if you don't like it, I'll take it."

Tong Ye turned his head and glared, "Who dares to rob people with Lao Tzu, first ask me if the hammer in my hand will agree."

"If we don't rob or rob, how can we have the guts, and people won't look down on us."

At this point, a group of old fellows laughed.

Tong Ye snorted, turned his head and continued to look at the little curly hair, how satisfied he was.

Hearing this conversation, Tang Mo was even more worried, it seems that the apprentice is definitely going to worship. What should I do if the little curly hair meets Tong Yan? As far as she saw at a glance, she couldn't be bullied to death by Tong Yan?

Yu Yi next to him was also proud of the little curly hair in his heart, but this scene also made him realize that the gap between the two was really getting bigger and bigger.

Alas!

On the square, Yuan Pan has been completely convinced, some people are just gifted and powerful, and people should hold the best hammer, because people are worth it.

He only now realizes that although he is much stronger than ordinary people, compared to real geniuses, he is an ordinary person.

As the sun sets, Curly becomes the winner of the competition.