Duan Yan's martial arts inheritance and cultivation resources are not as good as Han Lin's, but he is three years older, he is eighteen this year, and his body is close to adulthood, so his cultivation is comparable to Han Lin, and he is a quenching skin that is perfect in qi cultivation and can break through to the fourth realm in just one step.

In this world, whether it is martial arts or cultivation, the division of the realm from entry to innate is the same, that is, the six realms of fitness, relaxation, qi nourishment, skin quenching, blood exchange, and bone forging.

Don't look at Han Lin and Duan Yan are both Qi Cultivation Perfection, in fact, there is a big difference between fifteen-year-old Qi Cultivation Perfection and eighteen-year-old Qi Perfection.

Han Lin, who reached this stage at the age of fifteen, is expected to break through the quenching skin at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and from then on he will be able to release his true qi and become a master, and he will have the opportunity to achieve innate in the future, which can be called a genius.

And Duan Yan's breakthrough is likely to be delayed after the age of twenty, and his lifelong achievements will be just ordinary chivalrous warriors, congenitally hopeless.

In this regard, Han Lin is indeed proud of capital.

It's just that at this moment, the three-year gap makes them evenly matched.

At this time, both of them breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, one was deceived to the door by the iron cloakhouse for the serious injury of his father, and the other was humiliated on the street, and his face was uncovered from then on. Neither of them intended to stop, and only the sound of Dangdang's weapons was heard in the field.

These two people fought each other, which was Yan Li's plan.

The father and son of the Duan family who were forged by wind and fire saved Yan Li's life, and when he was in this turmoil, Yan Li had to help both morally and conscientiously. And no matter how this game of sword fighting is planned and how it ends, the force of wind and fire forging is an indispensable bargaining chip, otherwise it can only be bullied.

Martial arts and sword casting, Yan Li, who is an apprentice blacksmith, really didn't dabble much, and only had some things before the old master of the ironclad workshop died. But in the dream realm of the other world, as a cultivator, he pursued the avenue all his life, not to mention that a hundred years of knowledge and perception are enough to shock the world, just when he was young, he traveled all over the world, traced the footprints of immortals, and visited many national martial arts masters and martial arts masters, and his understanding of martial arts was enough to shock the world.

Even though there are immortals, demons, chivalrous, and sword immortals in this world, the basic principles of martial arts are always the same.

The swordsmanship of the two young men in front of him is light and fast. The difference is that Han Lin's swordsmanship is more concise in lightness, focusing on killing efficiency, and the power is not small, which may come from the military. And Duan Yan's swordsmanship, with fanaticism in the briskness, seems to be burning in the wind, it should come from the rivers and lakes.

Looking more closely, Han Lin's strength was slightly weaker than Duan Yan's because of his age, but Duan Yan's swordsmanship always had a trace of stagnation for some reason, and it would eventually become a prairie fire.

The movements and strength of the two of them, in the world of Yan Li's dream, can be called top masters, and in this world, they are the younger generations. However, as Yan Li expected, martial arts are martial arts, and before the ability to undergo qualitative changes appears, the truth is always the same.

The battle didn't last long, and the two teenagers fought each other for about twenty rounds, when an old voice outside the arena shouted:

"Stop!"

Then, a majestic palm wind broke through the air, scattering the warband. The powerful energy swept up a gust of wind in the field, and the onlookers were swept away by the wind, their beards fluttered, and each took two or three steps back, and the whole venue became empty in the blink of an eye.

This is the first time Yan Li has seen a master above the "quenching skin", and it is really shocking.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a white-haired old man, with several middle-aged men dressed as blacksmiths, steadily coming to the wind and fire forging door.

It is Ding Can, the big boss of the hardware hall.

"Jianchuan City is not allowed to fight privately, if you want to fight, please go to the hero fight. Ding Can said in a deep voice.

Jianchuan Castle is a special city, and it does not belong to any country, so naturally there is no government jurisdiction. All affairs in the city are governed by Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, so all aspects have extremely distinct colors of rivers and lakes. If the people in the rivers and lakes have grievances, they are not allowed to use martial arts privately, and they need to compete in public martial arts, which is the Jianchuan hero in Ding Can's mouth.

"This dog bastard dares to insult me!" Han Lin couldn't wait to complain, he hadn't been so humiliated when he was so old.

"The export is not inferior, it is really uneducated. Ding Can reprimanded Han Lin.

Yesterday, Mrs. Han Wu's matter was decided by the three families of Hardware Hall, Gu Yueju, and Su Fengzhai, forcing the shrew to kowtow on the street and admit her mistake. In the eyes of this old man, Han Lin shouted and shouted at Yan Li to kill, and insulted Yan Li at every turn, which was completely cannibalism and a tragedy in the world.

Han Lin blushed and didn't dare to refute it. Jianchuan City pursues the co-governance of three religions, and legend has it that the hardware hall is inextricably linked with the Zhuchan Temple on behalf of Buddhism, that is, Han Tieyi, the ancestor of the Han family, and also gives Ding Can three points of thin noodles. How dare he, Han Lin, be presumptuous.

It is Duan Yan, who is worthy of being the leader of the Hengjiang Gang, with a calm surname. He retreated to himself, without saying a word, and waited for the old-timers to come up with the charter. In Jianchuan City, a chivalrous place, everything must be fair as long as it is placed on the table.

Sure enough, Ding Can faced everyone in the Iron Cloak Workshop, and Sen Ran asked: "Your Iron Cloak Shop has found Wind and Fire Forging, is it a martial arts competition or a sword fight?"

"Sword fighting, of course, sword fighting. Han Tong jumped out and answered. Iron Clothes Workshop and Wind and Fire Forging are really competing in martial arts, although they can win, but Wind and Fire Forging will not hurt their muscles and bones because of this. What's more, the Iron Cloak Workshop is unknown. If there is no suitable excuse, you will fight and divide life and death, and winning is equivalent to losing, and it must be the Iron Cloak Workshop that can't get along in Jianchuan City when it comes.

"Okay, since it's a sword fight, let's follow the rules. "Ding Can presides over the order without giving in. He is highly regarded among swordsmiths, and has presided over sword fights for decades. "The sword you use in the Iron Cloak Workshop is this dark iron sword in your hand?"

"It's Mo Feng's slash!" Han Tong said in a loud voice. He really didn't have confidence in technology, but Xuantie was Xuantie, and it was impossible for the shabby Wind and Fire Forging to come up with a sword that surpassed Mo Feng's slash, or rather, they couldn't have a material of the level of Xuantie. "In the eyes of your old man, Han Tong's ink slash is really nothing. However, even if he was a little wind and fire forging, he couldn't take out such a divine weapon. ”

"Hmm. Ding Can nodded slightly.

In his heart, of course, he hoped that a chivalrous wind and fire forging could win this sword fight. But as Han Tong said, Xuantie is Xuaniron, a veritable high-grade casting. Even if the workmanship is flawed, it is not so easy to beat. Since he is presiding over the competition, he must be fair and never partial. "So, which swordsmith will fight in the Wind and Fire Forging, and which sword will you use to compete?"

In an instant, everything was back to square one.

Duan Yan clenched the hilt of his sword, and several swordsmiths behind him also gritted their teeth, and no one answered for a while.

"What about Duan Heihu?" Ding Can asked.

Duan Yan replied hatefully: "My father was plotted against last night, and he is still unconscious. ”

"Hmph!" Ding Can snorted coldly at the Iron Cloak Workshop. How could he not understand that he was such an old man and would not be tired of it? Xindao If he hadn't heard the news and rushed to change someone to preside over the sword fight, I was afraid that Fenghuo Forging would really be removed from the list today.

"Since the master of the Wind and Fire Forging has been injured, the matter of sword fighting should be postponed. ”

It stands to reason that the extension is not very proper. Dan Ding Can, as an old-timer of the swordsmith, always has a love for Chrysostom at this time.

But how can the ironclad shop of the dog blood sprinkler who was just scolded agree?

Han Tong also didn't care about the feelings of the hardware hall, and said loudly: "Ding Lao is in charge, fighting swords and swords, after all, it is a sword, and it doesn't matter if the swordsmith is injured or not." Could it be that after three or five years of delay, Wind and Fire Forging can cast a divine weapon that surpasses Mo Feng's slash?"

"Hmph-" Ding Can was robbed of white by this, and his face was broken, of course he was in a bad mood, but as the host, he couldn't help it, so he could only say, "The Iron Cloak Workshop insists on a battle, what is the argument for Wind and Fire Forging?"

Just when Duan Yan was having trouble riding a tiger, Yan Li on the side spoke again.

"Wind and fire forging is fought by the younger generation and the young master. This sentence was polite, but with a sense of self-confidence, which shocked the spirits of Fenghuo Forging everyone.

"You dog bastard, but an apprentice in my Iron Clothes Workshop who has never held a hammer, why do you represent the wind and fire forging to fight. Han Tong roared. He wasn't afraid of losing, but Yan Li's mouth was too sharp, and even if they won, they might lose face.

Yan Li said lightly: "Yesterday, I have already formed a life-and-death enmity with the Iron Cloak Workshop, and I have been saved by the Duan family, what's wrong with going to war at this time?"

"Well, it is natural to repay grievances with straightforwardness and repay virtue with virtue. Ding Can directly affirmed Yan Li's qualifications, and turned to Duan Yandao, "What do you say about the young master?"

At this time, how could Duan Yan's dignified seven-foot man retract back? He nodded immediately and said, "It is me and Brother Yan who represent the Wind and Fire Forging. ”

In fact, the two families of Fenghuo Forging and Iron Cloak Shop are very close to each other, and they are both on the same street. The original Yan Li had a humble identity and did not know the Duan family's father and son. Due to the conspiracy suffered by Duan Heihu after saving Yan Li, Duan Yan was somewhat troubled by Yan Li. And at this moment, Yan Li stood up to fight at the most difficult time for the Duan family, and all the unhappiness in Duan Yan's heart disappeared, and he only felt that this person was not wrong, and he was really righteous and chivalrous!

As for winning the sword fight, Duan Yan never had any hope.

"Okay, young man's righteous anger, not in vain Sword Chuan's heroic bones!" Ding Can praised again, "But sword fighting is not child's play, how confident do you have to be better than the sword of high-grade Xuantie?"

This question can be described as benevolent and righteous.

According to Ding Can's idea, if the two teenagers have some experience in the rivers and lakes, they should take advantage of this step to go down and say that they are young, have limited experience, and have insufficient level. In this way, even if you lose the sword fight, you don't have to bear the worst outcome. The last sentence "the sword of the high-grade Xuantie" is even more of an allusion to the work of the Iron Clothes Workshop - the high-grade is the Xuantie, not the sword.

How did Yan Li seem to not understand at all, and said unceremoniously: "A mouthful of scrap iron, why is it difficult to win? I am only afraid that I will not be able to win! Is the Iron Clothes Workshop represented by Han Tong and Han Lin?"

"Exactly!" Before Ding Can could answer, Han Tong jumped out, "Dog mongrel, don't be able to speak your tongue, if you have a kind of divine weapon, you will take out a divine weapon! According to the previous statement, the losing side, take off the signboard and get out of Jianchuan City!"

"A word is a certainty, please let the old-timers testify! The losing side will take off the signboard and get out of Jianchuan City. Yan Li also said to death, leaving no room for anything. Only the last sentence was that there was a cold light in his eyes.

Ding Can saw Yan Li's eyes, and his heart was awe-inspiring--I can't say, this young man was afraid that there was some real material, so he immediately asked: "Which sword does Feng Huo Forging want to use to fight?"

"Why do you need a sword to deal with scrap metal?" Yan Li said, pointing to the sword rack inside the Wind and Fire Forging Gate, "Just use this mouth." ”

"This sword ......" Ding Can, who had presided over countless sword fights, was stunned.

Not only Ding Can, the old swordsman, but also Han Lin, Han Tong, Duan Yan, and the swordsmiths of Wind and Fire Forging, and even the rangers and ordinary people who were watching nearby, were all dumbfounded.