"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't hand over the Qianjun Hammer today, you won't be able to leave here alive." The man in black directly showed his tiger-headed hammer and swung it with great force.
Little Curly Hair also snorted angrily, took out his heavy sword, put on his dark armor and rushed forward.
I had just robbed her at the auction house before, but blocking her in the middle of the road to rob her was unbearable!
Tang Mo and Fu Yunxiu stood behind, with no intention of taking action. It was just one person. If all three of them were to attack, it would be too bullying.
And looking at the angry look of the little curly hair, it perfectly explains what it means not to interfere.
At first, the man in black still had time to sneer, but his expression changed as soon as they met.
How come this girl is stronger than him?!
Seeing the men in black retreating steadily under the attack of Little Curly Hair, Tang Mo yawned out of boredom, rubbed his stomach and said, "I'm a little hungry."
Fu Yunxiu rummaged through it, took out a bag of dried meat and handed it to her, "Put it on first, and you can go back soon."
Before Tang Mo took it and took a few bites, the battle on the other side was already over.
The man in black who was dragging him like something a minute ago is now lying on the ground like a dead dog.
Curly Curly stepped on me angrily and said, "I want you to snatch my hammer! Humph!"
The man in black wants to cry but has no tears, he didn't get it at all!
Little Curly stared at him with lowered eyes, saying nothing for a long time. The man in black was so frightened that he thought he was going to be silenced.
The next second, Curly Curly stretched out his hand and took off his mask with a snap.
Before that, Little Curly thought there would be a fierce face under the mask, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a round face with baby fat, which was quite cute.
The little curly hair was stunned.
The man was also stunned for a moment, then showed an expression of shame and anger, and roared: "If you fight, fight, why are you taking off your mask!"
His voice actually changed from a rough voice to a crisp teenage voice!
At this time, not only the little curly hair, but also Tang Mo and Fu Yunxiu were stunned for a moment, then walked over quickly, looked down and couldn't help but let out a "hiss".
This is so different from what I imagined!
Facing this face, Curly Curly suddenly felt a little reluctant to do anything. He moved his feet and said, "Before you rob next time, consider the opponent's strength."
Man in black:......
It wasn't until the three of them got on the spiritual crystal car and drove away that the man in black slowly got up and looked at the tail of the spiritual crystal car as it went away, with a bit of joy in his eyes. Who would have thought that this was the first time that he had become so evil?
Are you just being educated to never dare to do it again?
Then he limped away.
That night, Little Curly Mao recognized Qian Jun Hammer as his master, and he still used the blood refining method.
During breakfast the next day, Yu Yi, who had been missing all day, finally appeared. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Curly Hair always felt that he was a lot more reserved in front of her.
"There is going to be a blacksmith competition at the old house. Several senior blacksmiths will be there. Do you want to go and take a look?" Yu Yi invited.
Little Curly nodded repeatedly, "Isn't your family refining medicine? Why are you still holding a blacksmith competition?"
Yu Yi explained with a smile, "It's not a formal competition, it's just a place for disciples of some of our old man's friends to compare their skills." After a pause, he said, "If you are interested, you can come and join me.
Just say it, grandpa."
"It's okay, I'll just take a look." Little Curly Hair is very self-aware. She doesn't dare to show off her skills in front of her seniors. It's not embarrassing enough.
Tang Mo on the side swallowed the last mouthful of rice and asked, "Can we go too?" She had never seen a blacksmith competing in a competition and was a little curious.
Yu Yi nodded and said: "Of course, many people will come to watch, including just a few of us."
"when?"
"tomorrow."
Early in the morning, the three of them went to the Yu family's old house with Yu Yi.
Because the Yu family is a family of medicine refining and has a large population, a huge square was specially expanded to test the family's children's medicine refining skills.
Today's blacksmith competition will naturally be held here.
Weapon refining, like elixir refining, is a time-consuming thing, so the time for the competition is set very early, and the only competition is iron forging. The time ends at sunset, and whoever has the smallest metal in hand will win.
Wrought iron means that after the metal is calcined at high temperature, it is repeatedly hammered with a forging hammer to remove impurities and increase the density of the metal to achieve the effect of improving quality.
When Tang Mo and the others arrived, the people participating in the competition were already standing at their respective positions.
"Huh?" Little Curly Hair said in surprise as soon as he stood in the corner: "Sister Tang Mo, look at that. Is the one in the far left corner the little fat guy from last night?"
Hearing this, Tang Mo was also a little surprised. When he raised his eyes, it was true.
This man turned out to be a disciple of Grandpa Yu Yi’s friend. This world is too small.
Yu Yi also looked over and asked doubtfully: "Do you know Yuan Pan?"
Fu Yunxiu shook his head and said lightly, "I met him when I came back last night. Is he a disciple of the saint?"
Little Curly Hair and Tang Mo both looked over with concern.
Yu Yi didn't know why, but he still said: "Yuan Pan's master is the Forging Saint, and he is a very powerful blacksmith. My spiritual crystal car was modified with the help of Grandpa Tong."
After a pause, he added: "Sage Forging Heaven doesn't like others to call him by his title, so he usually calls him Master Tong. But I've been used to calling him Grandpa since I was a child, and I haven't changed it."
Tong?
Tang Mo suddenly remembered a strange woman - his childhood sweetheart named Tong. She asked, "Is Tong Yan the granddaughter of Master Tong?"
Yu Yi seemed surprised to hear this name from her mouth, nodded and said, "Why do you know everyone?"
Tang Mo sighed: "It's hard to describe in just one word."
At this time, Yuan Pan, who was in the middle of the scene, suddenly widened his eyes, obviously seeing a few people. His expression suddenly became tangled, but he only hesitated for a few seconds, gritted his teeth and walked towards Master Tong.
Master Tong was joking with Mr. Yu. When he saw him coming, he immediately said with a straight face: "The competition is about to begin. What are you doing here now? Do you want to give up?"
Yuan Pan scratched his head and said, "Master, I saw the person who photographed Qianjun Hammer last night."
"Oh?" Master Tong became more interested, "That little girl who is so powerful that she beat you all blue?"
Yuan Pan blushed, "It's her."
Master Tong glared at him, "My skills are inferior to others, what else do you want to do?"
"She is also a blacksmith. I want to compete with her in forging iron." Yuan Pan said seriously: "If she loses, it means she is not qualified to own Qianjun. I am willing to buy it at double the price."
Master Tong rolled his eyes, "Are you rich?"
Yuan Pan choked and whispered for a moment: "How about you lend me some?"
Master Tong snorted coldly. Of course he didn't want to get involved in the junior's affairs, but Qianjun was indeed a rare and good hammer. It would be a pity if it was placed in the hands of someone who didn't know how to forge and was used purely as a weapon.
After thinking about it, Mr. Tong waved his hand and said, "Please invite people here to ask questions first, and have a better attitude."