A simple green shirt is draped on Jiang Gan's body, giving him an elegant feeling. Years of hard work make Jiang Gan look extremely healthy.
Jiang Qian's figure floated above the jade platform, looking down at the huge square. His eyes moved slightly. Looking at the contestants who had withdrawn and Ye Shaohan who were still on the field, his eyes rarely flashed.
With a hint of admiration, this freshmen class is full of talents. Jiang Gan nodded slightly, then pressed his hands slightly downward, and the noisy Chenxi Square suddenly became quiet.
"First of all, congratulations to all of you for participating in this weapon fighting competition. Being able to stand on this stage is enough to show your excellence! Not only must you be fearless in martial arts, but the same is true in weapon refining. Failure is the mother of success.
, I hope that all the players who left the game can realize their shortcomings in this competition and break through their limits!"
Having said this, Jiang Qian glanced slightly at Ye Shaohan and the others, and said with a smile: "Congratulations again to the three of you for being able to still stand here. Over the past few years, only a handful of people have been able to complete the casting within half an hour. No matter what the casting is,
No matter how good the sword is, if you can stand here, it means you have succeeded!"
Jiang Gan's deep voice slowly sounded in everyone's ears: "I will be the one to evaluate the sword this time! As we all know, the excellence of a sword is often linked to its sharpness, and this
The first step in evaluating a sword is to test its sharpness!"
Having said this, Jiang Gan couldn't help but pause, and waved his right hand casually into the void, and dozens of phantoms suddenly appeared.
Whoosh! Several rather thick stone pillars fell out of the air in vain, and finally landed on the jade platform. These stone pillars were as thick as a fist, and their entire bodies were pitch black.
A cold breath spread on the stone pillars. Jiang Gan pointed at these stone pillars and explained: "These stone pillars are called trial stones. If the sword can leave its mark on the first stone pillar, it will be proved.
This sword has reached the level of a top-level sword. The second stone pillar is a junior Spirit Emperor sword, the third stone pillar is an intermediate Spirit Emperor sword, and the fourth stone pillar is a top-level Spirit Emperor sword!
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Hearing this, Ye Shaohan's dull eyes swept across the stone platform, and finally stopped on the stone pillars, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"You take turns using the long sword to chop down these stone pillars. Be careful not to use your true energy!" After saying this, Jiang Gan couldn't help but take a few steps back. With a wave of his right hand, several of the stone pillars were also suspended.
The three of them all looked at each other, and finally Yu Jianxin walked out first. Her long sword made a sharp sound of breaking the wind when she waved it, and her long sword with a cold light struck directly on the stone pillar.
Bang! A burst of sparks collided, and a striking sword mark appeared on the stone pillar. The stone pillar also shook slightly. In response, Yu Jianxin slashed at the next stone pillar one after another.
Bang! Bang! Two more fierce collisions sounded, and sparks flew everywhere. The second stone pillar and the third stone pillar both showed eye-catching sword marks, but the third sword mark was not as deep as the first two.
That’s all.
His figure suddenly stopped, and Yu Jianxin looked at the fourth stone pillar with a burning gaze. Whether he could succeed or not depended on this fourth stone pillar.
For a moment, the entire Chenxi Square became silent in vain, and countless eyes were cast towards Yu Jianxin, looking forward to Yu Jianxin's fourth sword.
Yu Jianxin forged the intermediate Spirit Emperor Sword at the age of nineteen. Now several years have passed, can she create the top Spirit Emperor Sword?
There was also a hint of expectation on her pale face. Yu Jianxin's mind gradually became one with the long sword in her hand. The feeling of blood connection made her feel in a trance.
"Quick!" A cold shout suddenly floated out, dancing to clear the shadow, Yu Jianxin took a few steps in vain, and his long sword passed through an arc and landed on the fourth stone pillar with perfect accuracy. In an instant, Mars
splashing around.
Bang! Bang! A dull collision sound followed, and a huge rebound force came from the hilt of the sword. Yu Jianxinqi looked at the stone pillar motionlessly, and his palms seemed to be soaked with sweat.
The sparks dissipated, and the long sword bounced away. The stone pillar appeared in everyone's sight again. The surface of the stone pillar was smooth, without any sword marks. The starlight fell on the stone pillar, and the stone pillar reflected a faint white light. The white light seemed to be shining on the stone pillar.
Laughing at Yu Jianxin's overestimation, he was also laughing at everyone's expressions. For a moment, Yu Jianxin's face turned pale, and then he sighed sadly, raised his sword and returned to its original position.
At this moment, under the starlight, Yu Jianxin's back looked so lonely. Nearly three years of hard work were all put into that sword. The world only knew that she was a genius in weapon refining, but they did not know the bitterness behind the genius.
Ever since she forged the intermediate Spirit Emperor Sword at the age of nineteen, Yu Jianxin's casting skills seemed to have reached a bottleneck. She had been in seclusion for three consecutive years, and her efforts of more than a thousand sleepless nights still failed to allow her to break through the limit of her skill level.
A feeling of bitterness spread in everyone's hearts, and a certain female student from the Yujian family even burst into tears. Everyone knew Yujianxin's bitterness better than the children of the Yujian family.
With a slight sigh, Jiang Gan said in a gentle tone: "A good sword needs to be tempered many times, and the same is true for the weapon refiner. Behind a good sword refiner, there are mountains of swords!"
Hearing this, Yu Jianxin's pretty figure couldn't help but trembled. She turned around and bowed slightly towards Jiang Qian and said, "Thank you, senior, for your advice!"
At this moment, the gloomy look on Yu Jianxin's face receded, and instead a smile appeared on her face, with endless confidence in her eyes.
I, Yu Jianxin, was able to forge the intermediate Spirit Emperor sword at the age of nineteen. What does failure mean now? I am young and I have the capital to squander failure!
Seeing this, Jiang Gan couldn't help but smile with relief. He could easily get out of the shadow of failure. This showed how firm Yu Jianxin's mind was. Then Jiang Gan glanced at Ye Shaohan and Huo Lin.
Ye Shaohan was about to stand up and take a step forward, but Huo Lin's speed was faster. His figure shot out like a rainbow, holding a sword in one hand, and the flame-like cloak behind him made a hunting sound.
A wild aura emerged from Huo Lin's body. Huo Lin slightly cupped his hands towards Jiang Qian, and then glanced at Ye Shaohan without any trace. His long sword pierced the sky, and a crisp sword chant drifted out.
Lifting his sword, Huo Linteng took three consecutive steps forward. His long sword also turned into three phantoms and shot towards the first three stone pillars. In an instant, the sword and the jade platform were filled with sparks, and their dull collision
The sound is endless.
The sound of the collision was extremely harsh. Huo Lin struck out very quickly, stabbing out three swords before sheathing them. The blade of his long sword was still as smooth as ever, and three eye-catching sword marks appeared on the three stone pillars.
Seeing this, Jiang Gan, who had always been indifferent in the eyes, finally showed a hint of solemnity in his eyes. The depth of these three sword marks seemed to be the same, and their depth was deeper than Yu Jianxin's first sword mark.
Seeing this, Yu Jianxin sighed slightly, and then laughed lightly again. With just these three simple sword strikes, she knew that she had been defeated.
Raising his sword again, Huo Lin looked at the fourth stone pillar with a dignified look in his eyes. He kicked his feet suddenly, jumped several meters away, and struck down with his sword again.
At this moment, countless eyes followed the tip of the long sword. The long sword fell from top to bottom, and its sparks spattered along the tip of the sword, and the sound of impact was endless.
Huo Lin looked at the stone pillar motionlessly. The sparks dispersed and the stone pillar emerged again. At the same time, a smile appeared on the corner of Huo Lin's mouth.
A not very deep sword mark suddenly appeared on the originally smooth stone pillar. However, this sword mark alone was enough to explain everything. The sharpness of this long sword seemed to be that of a top-level Spirit Emperor sword.
After a few breaths, warm applause erupted from all around the stands. Everyone looked at Huo Lin with increasingly hot eyes, thinking in their minds about how to build a good relationship with Huo Lin after the game.
"That's right! Based on this alone, this sword is enough to step into the ranks of the top Spirit Emperor swords! Although the essence of black iron and the fire meteorite iron have not been completely refined, you have combined them skillfully. This shows that you
You have unique insights into weapon refining! With such achievements at such a young age, you are worthy of being called a weapon refining genius!" Jiang Qian said with admiration, stroking the beard on his chin with his right hand.
Hearing this, the weapon-refining instructors on the instructor's stage were moved. This was the first time they had seen Jiang Gan praise someone like this.
A red edge appeared vaguely on the surface of the long sword. He was holding the sword with one hand. Seeing Jiang Qian praising him so much, Huo Lin looked modest on the surface, but there was still a trace of pride in his eyes.
Weiwei raised his hand towards Jiang Qian, Huo Lin raised his sword and walked towards the original position, looking at Ye Shaohan with slightly provocative eyes, and the corners of his mouth swayed slightly, as if to say: "I will definitely win!"
Glancing at the long sword in Huo Lin's hand, Ye Shaohan, who practiced the Vermillion Bird Art, could naturally feel the extremely thick fire-attribute aura on the long sword. In response to Huo Lin's provocative eyes, Ye Shaohan kept his usual style and directly
Huo Lin ignored Huo Lin's eyes and looked away expressionlessly. Ye Shaohan did not show any emotion. After a slight silence, he also raised his sword and walked forward.
"A sword made from so many top-grade ores must be of high quality, and it must leave traces on the fourth stone pillar?" Huo Lin paused and chuckled as he passed by Ye Shaohan.
"Maybe!" Ye Shaohan shrugged indifferently and turned his head to look at Huo Lin, who was also looking at him, with an inexplicable smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Hearing this, Huo Lin also shrugged indifferently, raised his long sword and stabbed forward several times. The sharp sound of breaking the wind also sounded, and all his sharp energy came out at an angle.
As if the long sword that refused to accept the fire was showing its power in front of his eyes, the long sword held in Ye Shaohan's hand couldn't help but vibrate, and a sword roar like a dragon's roar floated out.
The name of the sword is Aoshi, and its sword has a certain spirituality after it is forged by Fire Qilin. Aoshi must be proud of the world, not to mention the mere sword of the Spirit Emperor in front of you. The sound of the sword's chant is filled with an inexplicable tyranny.
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The long sword in Huo Lin's hand also swayed strangely, and its sharpness returned to its previous sharpness. Regarding this, Huo Lin and Jiang Gan both looked at the simple long sword in Ye Shaohan's hand in surprise.
After walking a few steps, Ye Shaohan came to the front of several stone pillars and slightly raised his hands to Jiang Qian. In response, Jiang Qian nodded slightly and said: "Maybe you can create a miracle!"
For Ye Shaohan, Jiang Qian, a master who usually has a very high vision for the craftsmanship, could not help but have a hint of admiration. Of course, this admiration was not for the craftsmanship, but for Ye Shaohan's piano sound.