[Chapter 24: No One Can Beat the Right]

"A peerless sword-forging genius, no one can beat him?" As soon as these words came out, everyone was in a commotion, whether they understood forging or not, but they could always understand the words, this kind of evaluation was too high, right?

Some people who have a heart heard it in their hearts, and they were even more shocked, and they couldn't help but look at Sikong Weidian expectantly, to see if he had any explanations to keep up.

"The thought is hot...... Uncle Wei Dian, you mean...... Sikong Nian's hand pulling the bellows stopped, which was undoubtedly very incompetent for an auxiliary forger.

Sikong Weidian nodded: "Thinking of the fire, the sword chanting pier, can reach this point, there is only one person in the Sikong family who can now, and that is your grandfather...... Can ......"

It was also at this time, as Lu Bu's small hammer struck one by one, gradually turning Xuantian into a slender and heavy long sword, a light and beautiful humming sound came out from the percussion sound, giving people a feeling of instant suffocation.

Sikong Nian wiped the sweat on the corners of his eyebrows with the back of his hands, and his eyes were full of incredulity: "How is this possible, how old is he...... This is the highest skill of forging a sword under the refining weapon, and even some refiners in Yunze have not been able to reach this level. ”

"So I said, this person is a peerless sword-forging genius, and I am ashamed of myself......" When Sikong Weidian admired, he saw that the fire in the hearth seemed to be sinking, and hurriedly urged: "Blow the fire, don't affect the sword out of the oven!"

Sikong Nian reacted suddenly in shock, and hurriedly pushed the bellows, and the fire suddenly burst out, and pieces of fire sparked with the knocking of the small hammer that Lu Bu abandoned, swinging a wave of fire, which was gorgeous and charming, giving people an indescribable and powerful breath of life.

In fact, Lu Buqi didn't know how much deterrence his current actions had caused to others, he only knew that he seemed to have entered a very mysterious situation.

Yes, Lu Buqi also recognized his own change, although he didn't particularly understand the usefulness of this change, but he knew that it was definitely not a bad thing.

After Lu Buqi beat one hundred and three times, he also felt that his physical strength was exhausted, and he was afraid that he would not be able to cast if he went on. So he replaced himself with a small hammer and began to mold the sword.

When he went over the style of the sword to be fought this time again in his mind, Lu Buqi suddenly had a flash of thought in his heart, and thought of the mystery of this magic weapon to recognize the master, that is, the unbelievable situation of releasing his mind and sensing the utensils.

But he didn't think that this time, Lu Buqi's mental power was so powerful that he was surprised that he quickly felt a breath as warm as the afternoon sun, which was definitely not his own breath, it was a breath of fire.

Yes, for the first time in his life, Lu Buqi sensed a breath outside his body with his telekinesis, that is, the breath of fire.

Then this aura naturally followed Lu Bu's thoughts, grafted onto the casting hammer in his hand, and at the same time, through the beating, little by little, it was brought into the dark iron.

Lu Buqi even seemed to be able to see that wisps of red breath, with the beating of the casting hammer, smelted into the dark iron little by little, and as the dark iron trembled, there seemed to be a wisp of diluted breath back into his body.

Lu Buqi felt that this kind of recurring breath would definitely help his body, but he didn't know how to absorb it at all, so he could only let it wrap around his body like smoke and mist, washing his skin and pores.