"Bang", after the first hammer, followed by the second hammer fell, and 10,000 Mars exploded!

Then came the third hammer, the fourth hammer, the fifth hammer......

The sound of the hammer striking became louder and more urgent.

I saw that the giant hammer weighing thousands of catties, in Zhu Chi's hands, seemed to have no weight at all, and it continued to hit every part of the iron fruit flexibly and accurately, quickly knocking the iron fruit flat and crushing......

This is already the realm of weightlifting and ingenuity.

Everyone didn't seem surprised by Zhu Chi's exquisite skills, and they all had expressions that should be like this. And Zhu Chi himself didn't have any smugness, just picked up the sledgehammer and continued to swing down.

In an instant, there were more than 200 strokes.

It seems that it will continue forever, until the heavens and the earth are old, until the stars sink and the moon falls.

But in the end, it didn't happen—on the twenty-fifty-fifth time when Zhu Chi lifted the hammer to the highest point. Zhu Chi opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Jin!"

"Huh, Kim?" Sun Li was slightly puzzled.

While looking at Qian Duoduo, who was in second place, she made a move, and saw her gently rub a book in her hand, and immediately a golden page was torn off and thrown out.

The gold leaf made the pages of the book, swirled, and landed exactly one foot around Zhu Chi's body, and then was pulled by the air waves driven by the hammer and sucked onto the iron felt.

Immediately afterwards, the 256th hammer fell violently, smashing out tens of millions of gold stars.

A page as thin as a hair was shattered in an instant, turning into gold dust mixed with the powder of the previous iron fruit.

And after Zhu Chizhen shattered the gold page, he slammed the hammer seven seven or forty-nine times in one breath, and then shouted again: "Silver!"

When the words fell, Li Qingzhao did it.

She gently raised her hand and pulled off a silver hairpin on her head, and with a shock to her white wrist, the silver hairpin was thrown to Zhu Chi's side, and then a photo was shattered, turning into a large piece of silver powder and falling.

"Copper!" Zhu Chi slashed his hammer fifty times and shouted again.

This time it was Zhou Yu, who was ranked fifth, who shook his head slightly, took off the copper wrench that he had worn on his hand for an unknown number of years, threw it out, and then fell to the same fate as the previous pages and hairpins.

"Jade!" after sixty-four hammer strokes, Zhu Chi shouted again.

Wu Chengen, who was ranked fifth, with a little reluctance, took off the peiyu on his waist and threw it over, and when the azure spirit jade completely turned into a handful of green, Wu Chengen sighed again and again.

At this time, the powder on the iron felt is already a mixture of black, yellow, white, red and green.

I don't know if it was stimulated by Wu Chengen's sigh, Zhu Chi began to become solemn, holding the hammer with both hands, and snorted, the hammer was like a hot wheel, and within one breath, it was swung down one hundred and eight times in a row, and the five-colored powder was directly forcibly crushed into a piece of ash.

Then, Zhu Chi stopped the hammer slightly, took a step back, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and shouted, "Meat!"

"Meat?" Sun Li wondered, gold, silver and copper can naturally be used as raw materials for casting, but this meat is also okay?

didn't let Sun Liduo guess, Zheng Xie, who ranked sixth, was Zheng Banqiao, and he had already smiled bitterly and took out a ball of things wrapped in oiled paper. When I opened the oiled paper, there was a two-pound piece of barbecue inside.

"Here comes the meat. Jung Xie shouted, and then threw the barbecue. Zhu Chi twisted his head, accurately bit into this piece of fat and oily barbecue, and then opened his mouth wide and chewed two or three bites fiercely, and swallowed it hard.

It's a whale swallow, it's terrifying.

It turns out that this meat is eaten...... Sun Li was surprised and understood.

And after eating the barbecue, Zhu Chi's face quickly gushed out a little blood, and the whole person let out a series of bone explosions, his body soared by a foot, gritted his teeth and roared: "Bone!"

"Bone comes. Wang Mang, who was ranked eighth, said with a smile, and then took out a bone flute and threw it.

Seeing that the bone flute was shattered, turned into powder and fell on the iron felt, Sun Li was already surprised, just guessing what the next thing should be.

And at this time, Zheng Xie, who had thrown meat before, suddenly raised his eyebrows, looked at Wang Mang with a little doubt, and asked, "Hmm? Why, the bone flute that was thrown just now looks a little familiar?"

"Of course you're familiar with it, isn't that the one you always hang on the wall of your Ten Thousand Palaces. If you can't move, you will get up in the middle of the night to blow, and we will all not sleep well, so we will discuss it and simply use it as a material!"

"You!" Zheng Xie glared, looking like he was about to beat someone when he raised his hand. Wang Mang was clever, smiled loudly, retreated, and quickly distanced himself from Zheng Xie.

Zheng Xie gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, thought for a long time, and finally slashed Wang Mang with his eyes, and said in a somewhat depressed muffled voice, "Forget it, I don't know you in general, anyway, the bone flute can't be found." But only this once, not the next one!"

"Good. Wang Manglang smiled heartily, he was as happy as he wanted to be.

At this time, it was Zhu Chi who struck seventy-two times again, and shouted for the seventh time: "Wood!"

Feng Chip, who was ranked ninth, took out a brush from his sleeve, then removed the wolf hair, and shot it with his fingers. With a "bang", the barrel of the pen reached the top of the felt just before the hammer fell, and then with a "bang", it was smashed into extremely fine sawdust.

Zheng Xie was retracting his gaze at Wang Mang at this time, and he was still a little depressed in his heart, but he inadvertently glanced at the iron felt, and the whole person was stiff. Then Zheng Xie's mouth opened wide, and he turned his head to look at the wolf in Feng Qiao's hand with a little disbelief, his eyes began to blink, blinked more than ten times, and asked in a trembling voice, "Senior Brother Feng, are you ...... This one in your hand...... Quill...... Where did you get it? I remember, you seem to only use an abacus, not a ...... Quill...... Right?"

"Hey, hey. Feng Chip smiled and looked at Zheng Xie and shrugged his shoulders, "Where else can I get it, we have the most pens in the Diaoxi Mountain, that is, your Lixia Palace, if you don't take it from you, where else can you go?"

"You!" Zheng Xie's eyes instantly widened, and he trembled with anger.

And at this time, Zhu Chi had already shouted for the eighth time, "Stone." ”

"Okay, Shilai. Chen Hei, who loves to sleep the most, doesn't know why he seems to be very happy today, and he doesn't care about the quarrel between Zheng Xie and Feng Chip, so he threw out a superb inkstone with a flick of his hand.

Zheng Xie suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, hurriedly turned his head, looked at the inkstone thrown by Chen Hei, and then couldn't help but stretch out one hand.

Stretch and stretch, in the end, Zheng Xie still didn't grab the inkstone, and could only watch the inkstone fall on the iron felt, and then when the hammer had not fallen, it fell to pieces.

"My Duan Yan!" Zheng Xie screamed, turning his head to look at Chen Hei, his eyes were already about to kill. And Chen Hei slid his body, like Wang Mang, and avoided Zheng Xie very flexibly.

Then the old man came over with a smile, walked to Zheng Xie's side, patted his shoulder and comforted, "Oh, oh, my good man, don't be annoyed." Isn't it just a broken stone, it's not worth a few dollars anyway, and it should be taken for granted if it is broken and used as a refining material. Besides, if you are really reluctant, you can go to you to find more, anyway, she has money, let her help you buy another piece, isn't it over? I don't believe that there are things in this world that money can't buy!"

"Master......" Zheng Xie was silent for a long time, looked into the old man's eyes, and said seriously, "In this world, there are really things that money can't buy, for example, the best moire inkstone on my side just now." There is only one thing in the world, and if it is gone, it is really gone. ”

"Oh. The old man scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "I see, that's really bad, then you hit whoever you want, I don't care." Saying this, the old man was about to smear the soles of his feet with oil, but Zheng Xie's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stopped him.

"Wait a minute!" Zheng Xie looked at the old man with burning eyes and asked, "Master, my bone flute, brush, and inkstone are not the ones you instigated a few of them to take, right?"

"This ...... This ......," the old man looked innocent, "how is this possible, it's just nonsense, and you don't want to see if I'm such a person." Even though a month, eight days, and two hours ago, I asked you to use that drawing paper to help me paste the leaky window, you didn't agree. But I've always been a big adult, how can I remember such a trivial matter, and how can I get along with you?"

"So, that's really you!" Zheng Xie raised his voice.

"You kid, really, it's not me, how can you explain and doubt me more and more. The old man was dissatisfied.

Zheng Xie asked seriously, "If it weren't for you, why did your eyes blink so fast? Don't lie to me! As soon as you speak, you love to blink your eyes, and the rabbits who have passed the full moon in the fishing stream and mountain know it." ”

"Oh, apprentice, listen to me, this time I really didn't lie, I blinked just because...... Look at your pearl of the night on the table!" the old man said quickly, pointing to the side.

"Master, don't interrupt, my night pearl is well placed in the room, let's finish the lie first......" Zheng Xieman didn't believe it.

And at this time, Zhu Chi, who was wielding the hammer, shouted, "Beads!"

Zheng Xie suddenly changed color, turned his head suddenly, and just saw the youngest Wei Qingqing, sneakily took out a fist-sized night pearl from his arms, stuck out his tongue and threw it out.

"No!" Zheng Xie shouted to stop him, but it was too late.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

The next moment, I heard the sound of the hammer striking, and Zheng Xie's heart-rending cry sounded together, which was really earth-shattering, and the ghost cried wolf. Sun Li shook his head to look at Zheng Xie, and then looked at the others, his heart twitching slightly.

Anyway, is it really good to do that?

Everyone ignored Zheng Xie's pain, and they all looked at Zhu Chi intently.

Then I saw Zhu Chi, smashing the Night Pearl with a hammer, and together with all the previous ones, finally mixed an almost crimson powder on the iron felt.

Then Zhu Chi let out a loud shout, and with a blow of the hammer on the side of the iron felt, the large mass of powder on it was shaken away, and under the traction of the gas engine, it was thrown into the iron furnace that had been burned red.

With a "whew", the flames rose in the iron furnace and began to melt the powder little by little.

"Whew, whew", the flames grew louder and louder.

Eventually, the powder turned into a liquid.

Zhu Chi raised his hand and opened the small valve on the side of the iron furnace, allowing the liquid to flow out along the special channel, little by little into the prepared mold.

Sun Li saw clearly, the mold was a sword mold. In other words, it took so much of a day to forge an iron sword.

Like the liquid of dark blood, not a drop of it entered the sword mold, and began to cool, solidify, and form little by little.

And Zhu Chi stared at the sword fetus, almost squeezing out a word from between his teeth, and said with red eyes, "Blood!"