In the white mist, Ye Shaohan's figure seemed hazy, but the large group of silver flames was still so eye-catching, and the surrounding temperature also sometimes dropped and sometimes increased.
The true energy flowed in the fingertips, and "Ye Shaohan"'s eyes calmly glanced at several ores around him, and then his right finger pointed forward a few fingers seemingly casually, and the silver flame that was originally suspended in the heart of his left hand
They turned into dozens of clusters and shot towards the surrounding ores. The silver flames enveloped those ores one after another. Under the cover of the surrounding white air, everyone could only vaguely see the traces of the silver flames.
Seeing this, everyone was surprised. Ye Shaohan's technique could actually cultivate real fire. However, what was surprising was that Ye Shaohan really wanted to use those top-grade ores to forge swords.
Yu Jianxin only refined the Black Iron Essence, but now this Black Iron Essence is still half unrefined. Huo Lin relied on the fire of the Pseudo Suzaku to forcibly refine the Black Iron Essence and Huo Yun.
Iron. Even though both Yu Jianxin and Huo Lin, who were geniuses in refining materials, gave up using all top-grade ores when selecting materials, Ye Shaohan did the opposite and used all top-grade ores.
"Is he really so confident that he can refine those ores in just a few minutes?" Countless doubts emerged in everyone's minds, but would those top-grade ores be so easy to refine?
Compared to the questioning looks from the surrounding students, the weapon-refining instructors on the instructor's stage shook their heads and sighed, and some instructors even sneered:
"It is difficult to completely refine these ores in just fifteen minutes, let alone those top-grade ores! This dream is so far away!"
"Let's not talk about completely refining these top-grade ores. Even if he completes the refining in fifteen minutes, it will definitely take more time to use the top-grade ores to cast swords!"
"Compared to Chenmeng's Gao Luyuan, Yu Jianxin and Huo Lin are able to clearly see their own strength and work steadily! What requires an ordinary heart to refine weapons is not to be impatient!"
"I actually want to refine dozens of top-grade ores at the same time. Although this can save time, in the end I'm afraid not even one of them has been refined!" Looking at Ye Shaohan's actions, Nian Samsara murmured in a low voice.
For a time, the comments on the instructor stage were all directed at Ye Shaohan. According to the words of these instructors, it can be known that none of these authoritative weapon-refining instructors in the past were optimistic about Ye Shaohan. Regarding this, everyone was in an uproar again.
The questioning glances seemed to be contagious. Everyone who was still confused cast questioning glances at Ye Shaohan, and finally turned into sighs.
Confidence is the driving force for progress, but when overconfidence turns into arrogance, arrogance often comes at a certain price. In the eyes of everyone, Ye Shaohan is arrogant at this moment. And the price he paid was not being able to win the championship of weapon fighting.
, everyone couldn't help but feel relieved. No one is perfect, and perhaps Ye Shaohan's failure in the weapon fight would make it easier for people to accept.
There were endless whispers around, and Fatty Xiao among the crowd all smiled bitterly. Can he still create miracles now?
Even though everyone present thought that Ye Shaohan must fail this time, and countless doubtful looks and voices came like a tide, "Ye Shaohan" still had that peaceful smile on his face.
Tranquil, as indifferent as water, as round as jade, and the surrounding noise receded from Ye Shaohan's ears like a tide. At this moment, Ye Shaohan's eyes swept back and forth at the several groups of silver flames around him.
White gas curled up. Under the cover of the white gas, no one could see the ore in the silver flames. At this moment, the seemingly solid ore suddenly turned into a puddle of silver liquid in just a few breaths of time.
Ye Shaohan sat in a coiled position, his figure floating quietly in the air, his fingers dancing rapidly, and the silver flames also changed accordingly.
The dozens of silver liquids were also constantly changing their shapes, and a little white liquid seeped out from the silver liquid. When no one was paying attention, Ye Shaohan suddenly shook his right hand.
Whoosh! Dozens of white liquids shot towards the palm of Ye Shaohan's hand, and finally disappeared into the necklace. At the same time, dozens of ores as big as a fist emerged from the necklace.
Although the purity of the fire iron ore prepared by the Jade Royal Academy is good, it is still impure in Huo Qilin's eyes, so he took advantage of this time to refine it and purify it. As for the liquid still remaining in the air, it is natural that some
Residue, at this moment, Ye Shaohan's soul was suspended in his mind, staring dumbfounded at what Huo Qilin did to control his body.
Huo Qilin's slightly deep voice also sounded: "Boy, what kind of sword do you want to forge? Although these residues are a bit inferior, they are barely good for refining swords!"
"Whatever!" Ye Shaohan wrote lightly. The moment Huo Qilin took control of his body, he knew that the champion of the weapon fighting this time was none other than him.
The fire unicorn once again took control of Ye Shaohan's body, and raised his right arm. Its silver flames shot out, and finally transformed into a giant hammer.
"Condensation!" The sledgehammer made of flames traced an arc and hit the liquid with a bang.
The huge earthquake force shook the liquid away, and the surrounding flames also dispersed. The silver liquid gathered towards Ye Shaohan's chest. After a few breaths, the liquid strangely solidified into a liquid on Ye Shaohan's chest.
Silver solid, colored light flows on the surface of the entire silver solid, and several different auras permeate it.
Ye Shaohan turned around, raised his right arm suddenly, and immediately smashed it down. The flame hammer whizzed down again, bang!
Deep in his mind, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but pay close attention to how Huo Qilin forged the sword. Looking at the trajectory of the flame hammer, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but feel shocked.
That seemingly simple trajectory was full of mysterious feelings. Ye Shaohan even felt a sense of domineering when the flame hammer hit it. Who else in the world could be domineering than me?
He was familiar with the artistic conception of Fire Qilin, so in this blow, Ye Shaohan felt the solipsistic artistic conception of Fire Qilin, the taste of self-respect.
While the hammer was falling, the five fingers of his left hand were constantly changing their techniques. Under the pull of the fingers, the silver flames struck the silver ore from different directions.
Some marks appeared faintly on the surface of the silver ore, and the spiritual energy around them also shot towards the silver solid.
"The artistic conception can be applied to all things. The sword is the sword's intention, and the palm is the palm's intention! When you can show the artistic conception with just a few movements of your hands, then your artistic conception will be completed!" The casting in front of you
For Huo Qilin, it was naturally a trivial matter. While controlling Ye Shaohan's body, Huo Qilin used his soul to communicate with Ye Shaohan.
Regarding this, Ye Shaohan also concentrated his mind, got rid of distracting thoughts, and paid full attention to the process of casting the Fire Qilin. A hint of insight spread in his heart.
The fire hammer danced faster and faster, and the surface of the hammer intersected with the silver iron block, making the sound of gold and iron. Every time the awl was knocked down, Ye Shaohan raised his right hand upwards, and then roared again after returning to a considerable height.
After falling down, beating back and forth, the constant impact sound gradually conformed to a certain rhythm. However, due to Huo Qilin's deliberate actions, the impact sound was not heard.
The most important thing in casting is the technique. Each sword has a unique technique, and the strong body dances accordingly. After thirty-six cones in a row, the cone method changes accordingly.
The previous thirty-six hammers contained the artistic conception of the fire unicorn, and its silver iron block shrunk by more than half. Apparently those impurities were knocked out, and what was left was its essence.
"Previously, my thirty-six hammers were called Yan Zhixing Hammers. Thousands of years ago, I learned this hammering method from the swordsmanship of the second generation! To a certain extent, there may be more in these thirty-six hammers.
There may be little shadow of the sword style!"
Huo Qilin's slightly deep voice sounded in Ye Shaohan's mind. After Huo Qilin's reminder, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but tremble, and his mind was immersed in these thirty-six hammers.
After noticing Ye Shaohan's actions, Fire Qilin couldn't help but use thirty-six hammers again, and the speed of each hammer falling became extremely slow.
And the trajectory of each hammer's fall seemed to be deeply imprinted in Ye Shaohan's mind, which could not be shaken or erased.
What appeared in front of my eyes were the slow hammers, one hammer after another, and the artistic conception contained in each hammer gradually changed. Until the thirty-sixth hammer fell, the hammer seemed to have turned into a straight stick.
The sharp sword that pierces the sky, the thirty-six hammer techniques are also like a sword skill of unparalleled elegance.
In response to this, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but think of his sword skills, which could conquer the city with one sword! He once thought that his sword skill could conquer the city, but at this moment, Ye Shaohan discovered many flaws.
Quietly comprehending, Ye Shaohan's understanding of sword skills continued to deepen. Gradually, Ye Shaohan once again corrected the flaws in One Sword Alluring City, making it perfect.
After two consecutive thirty-six blows, the silver iron block shrunk by half again, but the silver light scattered on its surface was enough to dazzle the eyes.
"The impurities are removed with the hammer of Yan, and the seventy-two hammers of Tiangang are cast!" The so-called flame hammer on his right hand then paused, and the voice of the fire unicorn sounded in Ye Shaohan's mind again.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan also reacted to the extremely mysterious Yan Zhi Xing Hammer, removed his distracting thoughts, and stared at the next seventy-two hammers of Huo Qilin.
The body rotated in vain, and the strong wind generated around the body also caused the surrounding flames to dance. The flame hammer became more and more condensed, and the flame hammer also began to rotate in vain.
"Condensation!" The flame hammer turned into a rainbow and fell downwards. Bang! A sound like the collision of metals was heard, and the whole person almost turned into a flying spiral. The last hammer was faster than the previous hammer.
The repulsive force of each hammer was imposed on the silver iron block under the control of Fire Qilin, and Ye Shaohan was immersed in each hammer again.
With dozens of beatings, the silver iron block was quickly stretched into a long strip. As the hammer dropped faster, the silver iron block formed into a sword embryo in vain.
The style of the left hand changed erratically. A piece of ore shot out, and it melted quickly under the silver flames, and finally spread on the sword embryo.