Steal!

That's right! This knife must have been stolen by that kid!

Before Lorsanne's words fell, the bundles of cold eyes suddenly became full of murderous intent, and everyone stared at Leng Yi with unkind faces, even the blacksmiths of other shops who were friends with them were also angry, although Lorsanne's reasons were somewhat ......

But that kid is a great prayer person!

That's enough!

"Bold!

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded outside the crowd, and then the crowd got out of the way, only to see a large number of burly, uniformly armored tiger guards rushing straight forward, leading the way was the iron tower man who wanted to make a crooked move just now;

"Master Lorsanne, this thief stole your things?"

The tower man glared at Leng Yi with wide eyes, and then asked Lorsanne, who had just run back to show off to his colleagues, and then rushed with a large group of people, but as soon as he arrived at the door, he heard a roar from Larsanne, and he hurried through the crowd to help Laursanne;

With the help of the Tiger Benwei, it can be seen how much influence Lorsan has in the Western Wilderness City!

"It's this thief! I actually stole the relics of the Sprinkle family's master!" said Luo Ersan as he stared at Leng Yi through gritted teeth, and glanced at the crowd outside the door with a slight frown;

Why haven't you ...... yet?

Hmph!

Then Laursan withdrew his gaze and looked at his group of apprentices again, and winked slightly;

"Ah...... Yes, yes, just that little thief...... He stole my master's knife blank!"

"He stole it! I saw my master take the knife two days ago!"

A group of reckless men were stunned one by one when they saw the master's eyes, then stammered and pointed at Leng Yi for a while, and then stared at the confused eyes, look at me, I look at you......

"Hmph! I see!"

"If your skills are not as good as others, you will spew blood from your mouth! Lorsanne is such a crumb!"

Hearing Lorsang's words, the corners of Leng Yi's mouth hooked slightly, and he didn't look at the people around him, and stretched out his finger extremely provocatively and slowly pointed at Lorsang's eyes, and said with his chin raised disdainfully:

"You thief, listen to the master! Let's follow the rules first, and the master will forge an identical knife on the spot! Then—"

"Master slashed your head with this knife again!"

"Do you have one?"

Forge a handful on the spot? Does this kid really have this ability?

Hearing Leng Yi's words, the onlookers who were about to be angry and crusade against Leng Yi also stopped their hands, and those tiger guards who had their hands pressed on the hilt of the knife also frowned and took two steps back, although they were facing Lorsang, but if Leng Yi really ......

"Hmph! You don't need to provoke the general! The Sprinkle family also bets with you!"

Lorsan smiled coldly and snorted coldly, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the forging area behind him, looking at Leng Yi, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly:

"Boy, the things and apprentices of the Sprinkle family are at your disposal, if you can't hit the exact same knife, you just wait to be beheaded by the Sprinkle family!"

I'm going to gamble on my life!

Hearing what the two of them said, the onlookers couldn't help but gasp, they have seen a lot of competition between peers, but they really dare to gamble on their lives, but there are really too few and too few......

"Good!"

The corners of Leng Yi's mouth hooked slightly, and then he suddenly ripped off his fur shirt, revealing the muscles that were not knotted and bulging, but as sharp as iron and stone;

Immediately afterwards, Leng Yi reached out and picked up the hammer, quickly untied the animal skin on the hammer, and as the animal skin was thrown down, a hammer that was so black that it did not even reflect the light appeared in front of everyone;

The hammer......

The moment he saw the hammer, the other blacksmiths in the crowd frowned;

"Barth! Big fat and two fat! Raise the furnace for the master! Three!"

Leng Yi picked up the hammer and glared at the three Barthes fiercely, then strode to the furnace and began to select pig iron;

Three furnaces at the same time?

How big is he going to hit?

The onlookers couldn't help frowning, but the three Barthes were stunned, then looked at Lorsanne, and after nodding slightly, they hurriedly ran over, puzzled but not daring to be lazy to give Leng Yi the furnace;

Soon, the furnace temperature was constant, the iron billet was red, Leng Yi stretched out the iron tongs and clamped out dozens of iron billets successively, and then put them on the iron felt;

As the row of red iron appeared, a scorching wave of air rolled out like a mist, and the onlookers outside the shop hurriedly covered their mouths and noses and retreated;

So many iron billets, a piece must have dozens of catties, right?

What is this going to hit?

Generally speaking, there is not much difference between the weight of military soldiers and mortal soldiers, one is that monks also like to use light ones, and the other is that iron is iron after all, and if the weight goes up, the volume and cost must also follow;

Although there are some monks who practice special martial arts who are particularly fond of heavy weapons, I have never heard of anyone who would use heavy weapons to compete in skills;

Not to mention anything else, just smashing a pile of iron billets into steel and forging them together, such a workload even for a forger who is good at using a hammer of a thousand pounds has to fight for three to five days......

"It's all good! The master hit a big decapitation knife, and then ......" Leng Yi slowly glanced at everyone, and then looked at Luorsan with a hideous gaze and snorted coldly: "The master used this knife to behead this traitorous villain!"

Before the words fell, Leng Yi suddenly turned around, picked up the third-order human hammer, and smashed it down at the iron billet in a surprised gaze!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of even percussion echoed in the silent workshop area, although it was still pleasant, but with a hint of obvious murderous aura, feeling this murderous aura, the crowd outside the shop also gathered more and more, and even the roofs and walls were densely packed with people......

Forging, refining, and repeated forging......

In just one hour, as the dozens of red-hot iron blanks gradually decreased, a huge knife blank one foot long and two feet wide was slowly taking shape, and the eyes of the onlookers also widened, and the sound of gasping cold air continued to sound!

"That's fast! How can such a large blade be so easy to build?"

"Of course it's fast, you see that the iron billet is like dough, it will be deformed with a hammer, how heavy is this hammer?"

"He's not changed his hammer for so long!

"Why not? The first forging master of the Western Wilderness is also a thousand-pound hammer to the end...... Whew, this kid would too?"

Multiply!

With a burst of mist rising, a black and rough knife blank was officially formed; with the formation of the knife blank, a murderous aura permeated out, and the onlookers couldn't help but feel a spirit!

At this moment, Leng Yi held the knife blank that was taller than him in one hand and put it on the iron felt again;

Boom!

The heavy knife blank smashed out a heavy muffled sound, and in the slight tremor of the ground, everyone's eyes were wider than eggs, listening to the sound, this knife blank weighed at least a thousand catties, but they clearly saw Leng Yi carefully put it on the iron felt with one hand!

Quenching level 3!

You can carry thousands of pounds of weight with one hand!

What kind of arm strength is this! With this arm strength alone, this child may really be able to ......

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the knife blank returned to fire again, the murderous knocking sound reverberated again, and in another hour, a decapitation knife with no handle, no polishing and no brushing was presented in front of everyone!

"Look!

Leng Yi carried the knife blank back to the furnace again, and glanced at Laursan sarcastically;

It's just that what makes Leng Yi strange is that Laursang is still so calm, and there is no series of treacherous expressions that should appear such as pride, panic, and disdain, but what is unique is the fanaticism and obsession revealed in the round tiger eyes!

This is clearly an expression that only people who are obsessed with forging to the point of not wanting their lives!

Can a traitor have this kind of madness?

Leng Yi's brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his heart, and at this moment, the final tempering of the knife blank was completed; Leng Yi didn't think much about it, reached out and took out the knife blank and put the iron felt again, and was about to raise the hammer again-

"Stop!!"