Chapter 383: A Thousand Forged Spirits, Turning Decay into Magic!

"Divine Craftsman?!" Zhenhai almost laughed out loud when he heard this. "Little brother, there is only one master Ou Yezi on the continent at present, and he is already more than half a hundred years old. I see that your face is only about a teenager, but you can become a junior blacksmith. What's more, you have no calluses on your hands, your skin is as white as jade, and you don't look like a blacksmith when you dress up. ”

Although Zhenhai didn't believe what Huo Yuhao said at all, he didn't have a sarcastic and contemptuous tone, and he was still very polite. After all, in his opinion, Huo Yuhao probably wanted to brag in front of the little lover around him and show his ability.

At this moment, the three of them suddenly heard a loud voice in front of them shouting loudly, "Don't miss it when you pass by, the silver scale breastplate made by the current president of the Blacksmith Association and the personal disciple of the god craftsman Feng Yezi is the only one, and it is sold at a discount." ”

"Feng Yezi?" Wu Feng was a little puzzled when he heard this. "Do the disciples of the Divine Craftsman also need to sell on the streets?"

"Hehe, as a senior blacksmith, I still advise you not to fall for this." Zhenhai sneered and said. "As the president of the Blacksmiths Association, Master Feng Yezi is not wrong to say that he is the king of blacksmiths. But this piece of armor that this kid sells, I can only say two words, garbage. ”

At this time, the source of the clamor had already surrounded many people. Huo Yuhao and the three of them followed the crowd into the inside, and only then did they see the situation.

It was an ordinary-looking blacksmith shop, and the one who was selling it was a middle-aged man with bare bronze muscles on his upper body. In front of the blacksmith's shop, a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old sat upright, the old god with his eyes closed, looking like a tall man, and beside him was a piece of armor.

The armor is bright silver throughout, shining in the sunlight, and the overall creation is gorgeous, and it can be seen that each piece of armor has been specially polished, and the heart guard is inlaid with a huge azure crystal. Under the shade of sunlight, it shines with the armor itself.

The corners of Huo Yuhao's mouth grinned, he wanted to laugh but he was not too embarrassed, so he immediately took it back. However, the middle-aged man who was selling saw the look on Huo Yuhao's face, and immediately scolded angrily: "Stinky boy, what are you laughing at!" With a little white face like you, you dare to be disrespectful to the disciple of Lord Feng Yezi?! ”

Originally, Huo Yuhao didn't want to care about this kind of idle business, but his temper has always been that you respect me, and I respect you. If this middle-aged man spoke well, Huo Yuhao might still save him some face, but his tone made Huo Yuhao have no scruples.

"It is not long before the ink dyes the cormorant black, and it is not uncommon to paint the crow white." Huo Yuhao pointed to the pair of silver armor. "Your armor looks quite good, but if you wear it and fight with others, I'm afraid you'll be pierced into honeycomb coal."

"What do you say?! Little thing, do you know how to cast?! Just look at you and know that you are a foreigner, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand! My teacher is a disciple of Feng Yezi, the president of the Blacksmiths Association. You dare to say that the armor cast by my teacher is rubbish? This is an insult to our divine lineage! If you don't make it clear today, don't think about leaving. ”

A trace of panic flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he understood that he had provoked a master. But at this time, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he must not show his timidity, otherwise he is afraid that the shop he just rented will become a joke.

So as soon as the middle-aged man's eyes rolled, he wanted to suppress Huo Yuhao with the name of the god craftsman Feng Yezi. Feng Yezi is comparable to the Seagod Pavilion Master of Shrek Academy in the hearts of all the blacksmiths on the continent, that is the existence of gods in the world, even if Huo Yuhao has some ability, he should not dare to take this talk.

However, he didn't expect that Huo Yuhao was not the slightest polite. Pointing to the pair of bright silver armor, Huo Yuhao explained to the people around him: "Please take a closer look, that piece of bright silver armor leaf is actually made of ordinary iron pieces, not even steel, and each armor leaf is very thin, and there is no defense at all. ”

"And that piece of blue crystal should be just a piece of glass, which was polished into this shape by someone with a heart, and used to confuse people's ears and eyes."

"That's why I say it's not just this armor that's rubbish, even the blacksmith who makes it is a layman at forging. If the disciple of the Divine Craftsman Feng Yezi only has this ability, then I don't have to talk to him about anything. ”

Huo Yuhao's tone is not small, he simply puts him and the Divine Craftsman Feng Yezi on the same level, or even a higher identity to speak. But the people around him didn't know his true identity and ability, and they immediately shouted angrily, which also contained a lot of scolding.

"Boy, what did you say?!"

"I don't care what his armor is, but you dare to be disrespectful to Lord Fengyezi!"

"What kind of cooperation do you want to talk about with Lord Feng Yezi at a young age? It's just a big deal! Even Emperor Xu of the Star Luo Empire didn't dare to treat Lord Feng Yezi with such a tone! ”

Zhenhai wanted to give advice to Huo Yuhao at this time and pull him and Wu Feng away. But some of the blacksmiths around him were even higher in rank than him, and he didn't dare to attract the wrath of these big people.

Huo Yuhao smiled faintly, stretched out his right hand slightly, and on the forging table in the open air of a blacksmith shop around him, a forging hammer suddenly flew into his hand.

Bending down, he picked up a piece of scrap iron left over from other people's forging iron tools from the ground, Huo Yuhao placed it on the table, his eyes flashed with blue and blue light, and the forging hammer in his right hand instantly bombarded this fist-sized scrap iron.

A blazing blue flame instantly poured out of the forging hammer, enveloping the scrap metal. After all, Huo Yuhao doesn't know how to forge, and he doesn't need to understand it, his alien fire is the strongest forging method, and other behaviors are just used to hide people's eyes and ears.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, the scrap iron trembled slightly in Huo Yuhao's strange fire wrap, and then, a touch of silver brilliance suddenly rose.

"What is this?!"

"Thousand forging, this is the realm of thousand forging in forging and purification!"

"A thousand forges! And the material is still a piece of scrap iron, a tyrannical thing, it's really a tyrannical thing! ”

Surrounded by extremely experienced blacksmiths, how could you not see how shocking Huo Yuhao's revealed hand was! This kind of thing can be easily done by most people as long as they reach the level of high-level blacksmithing.

However, Huo Yuhao's hand is not a thousand forgings, but a thousand forgings with spirits! Giving metal the foundation of spirituality is something that only a master craftsman or even a god craftsman can do. But even for a god craftsman, it will take a while to raise the precious metal to this level.

But Huo Yuhao forged a thousand hammers at this time, and even gave a piece of scrap iron spirituality, which can be called a real transformation of decay into magic.

Can the Divine Craftsman Feng Yezi do such a thing?

The young blacksmiths hesitated to speak, which was beyond their understanding. And the old blacksmiths in the crowd who were above the blacksmith shook their heads one after another.

Even a god craftsman can't do such a thing!

In other words, this young man's rank is above that of the Divine Craftsman! (End of chapter)