Chapter Seventy-Seven: Senior Brother Ning Lin
"I'm sorry, I've kept you waiting! I was too tired from casting just now, and I looked a little embarrassed, I'm afraid I'm sorry for everyone, so I washed my face inside and took a nap for a while......"
"Coax ......"
Ning Lin's words almost made everyone present vomit blood in anger!
Thousands of people are waiting for him here, and there are even tens of thousands of soldiers and horses waiting outside the palace, for fear that the Ning family and the Zhao family will fight because of this game, which will make the emperor restless!
"Ning Lin, the weapon you built is there, why don't you hurry up and present it for Master Bi and Master Rong to taste!" Ningbo shouted loudly. For fear that Ning Lin would provoke the anger of the public, without the Zhao family's action, the thousands of imperial meritorious officers and ministers present would tear Ning Lin apart!
"Yes, Grandpa!"
Ning Lin walked slowly onto the high platform and handed a short dagger hidden in his sleeve to the front of his life soldiers.
I saw that this short dagger was no more than two feet long, and it was pitch black, without any brilliance at all, and it was not at all the same as the sword created by Master Rong Ku just now!
Zhao Shengcun, who was standing on the side, couldn't help laughing, "This is the weapon you created, not even as good as my child, how did you get into the eyes of the two masters!"
Ningbo was also worried, he even secretly gave the children of the Ning family in the audience a look, as long as the emperor announced that the Zhao family had won, everyone must stop the children of the Zhao family and give Ning Lin time to escape!
"This ......" Bi Shengbing looked at the short dagger in front of him but was shocked, and he didn't dare to pick it up for a long time.
Rong Ku on the side took the short dagger, looked carefully up and down for a long time, and looked at Ning Lin with a respectful face: "Master Ning, I don't know if your short dagger has a name?"
"What is the name of a weapon that you built casually!" Ning Lin's indifferent expression made the faces of the lifelong soldiers and the old Rong Ku red!
"Master Rong, what level of weapon is Ning Lin Xiao'er building?" Zhao Shengcun said hurriedly.
"Don't be rude! How can you call Master Ning by his name!" Rong Ku shouted coldly.
"Master Bi, look at ......" Now even Zhou Juede, the emperor, couldn't be calm, and looked at Bi Shengbing and asked cautiously.
"Alas, I really have limited ability to make judgments, Senior Brother Rong, let's talk about it!"
"Yes, senior brother!" Rong Ku nodded in response, and with an excited face, he raised the black dagger in his hand high and waved it down violently against the rising sun, but the people around him suddenly felt that there was something wrong with their eyes!
Obviously, the dagger was in front of him, but there was no trace at all between the swings, and it wasn't until Rong Ku stopped his arm that everyone saw clearly that the short dagger was obviously in Rong Ku's hand!
Some even rubbed their eyes to make sure what they had just seen was true!
"Judging from the material of the short dagger alone, this is at least a weapon above level six, and I'll talk about it when I try it......"
Master Rong Ku's words completely stunned everyone! But Rong Ku didn't have time to pay attention to everyone at all, strode to the test stone, and slid a dagger over the test stone, leaving a trace on the test stone that was nearly twice as deep as just now!
"Seven inches into the stone! This is a seventh-level weapon!" However, Master Rong Ku's next words shocked everyone even more: "The most important thing is that this dagger looks smooth, but the actual blade is full of dents, which can absorb light to the greatest extent, and when dancing, it is shadowless and invisible, it is simply the best weapon for assassination, as the old man has seen, this short dagger is completely comparable to an eighth-level weapon, if it is in the hands of the right person, it is not surprising that it can exert the power of a ninth-level weapon!"
"Seventh-level weapons?" everyone present was completely stupid!
The Glacier Empire has a vast territory, hundreds of millions of people, and there is not a single forger above level seven!
Ning Lin in front of him was only fifteen years old, and he was already a seventh-level forger, and he was at least eighty percent sure of becoming a treasure forger in the future!
Every treasure caster is the top existence in this world, and with just one sentence, more than ten immortals can be gathered at any time!
Of course, Ningbo is how to look at it, how to like it, how to look at it, how to be happy, a swarthy old face is like a sunflower with nectar after a long drought, and the smile is so bright!
Zhao Shengcun blushed his face, and he didn't even dare to look at Ning Lin again, for fear that he couldn't help it for a while and did it on the spot!
As for the others, their faces were full of flattering smiles, and even Emperor Zhou Juede couldn't help but show two more teeth to show kindness to Ning Lin!
"Master Ning......" Bi Shengbing said to Ning Lin with a respectful face.
"Don't dare, don't dare!President Bi, you're too polite!" Ning Lin hurriedly said.
"Master Ning is only fifteen years old and can create a seventh-level weapon in just seven days, presumably Master Ning still has some reservations! In our foundry association, we have always been able to give priority, as long as you are not from the same school, no matter your age, only in terms of skills! You are at least a seventh-level caster, as long as you join the association, according to the regulations, I will also call you a senior brother!"
"This is even more daring!" Ning Lin hurriedly refused.
Before the game, Ning Lin heard that Rong Ku was actually a seventh-level forger, and in order to ensure the victory of the game, Ning Lin asked Yao'er to help create this seventh-level short dagger, but he forgot that it was only seven days, even if Rong Ku was a seventh-level forger, it was impossible to create a seventh-level weapon! Now this seventh-level short dagger came out, although it was victorious, it also shocked everyone. It may even alarm the upper echelons of the Foundry Association!
I don't know if this news is good or bad for me!
"I don't know if Master Ning has ever joined my Foundry Association? Can you take out the token and take a look?" "I am afraid that I will miss such a genius as Ning Lin, and the appearance of such a genius foundry in the Glacier Empire where I am stationed will also greatly improve my status in the association. And if you can make friends with Ning Lin and get a few words from Ning Lin, maybe you can break through to the sixth-level forging division as soon as possible!
Ning Lin handed over the Soldier Casting Token in his arms to the lifelong soldiers.
Bi Shengbing respectfully took the token, and after a closer look, there were only two long knives on it, and he couldn't help but hesitate for a while, and after half a sound, he said: "Senior Brother Ning......"
"President Bi, it's better for you to call me by my name!" Let a sixty or seventy-year-old man call himself senior brother, Ning Lin is really a little embarrassed!
"Rules are rules! Senior Brother Ning is not polite! But your token is only a second-level Soldier Casting Division token, although I am the head of the Glacier Empire Branch, I have no right to issue tokens above the fifth level Soldier Casting Division, I will pass this matter on to the General Association as soon as possible, I think there will be a special envoy coming in the next few days, and then I will ask Senior Brother Ning to go to the General Association and test it in person to determine your level!"
"It's so much for President Laobi!" Ning Lin took out a seventh-level weapon in front of thousands of people in the audience, and he couldn't hide this matter if he wanted to! Ning Lin could only be relieved by himself, hoping that it would not have any adverse effects on himself and the Ning family!