Chapter 73 Are You Sure This Is An Ordinary Soldier?
real Kong Fu?
later……
Looking at Bart, Leng Yi sighed slightly in his heart, but on the surface he didn't say anything. He just cupped his fists in return and then took out the tempered knife blank from the stove and swung the hammer again;
Immediately afterwards, Bart also took out the knife blank, and then glanced at Leng Yi, with a fanatical look in his wide-open thick eyebrows, not at all discouraged by his surrender just now;
"You have adjusted your mentality so quickly, which is worthy of the Three Hammers!"
Seeing Bart quickly adjust his mentality, everyone nodded, and the noisy blacksmith shop fell into silence again; everyone knew that the next step was the most critical stage of forging the official sword!
The sweet knocking sound echoed throughout the shop again, and the two figures, one large and one small, were sweating, but their movements were still meticulous, and they seemed to be tirelessly carrying out each process;
Tempering, cooling, replacing big hammer with small hammer, trimming, sharpening, sanding...
More than an hour passed. Bart's eyes were full of love and he pulled out the cooled official knife from the cold sand. Then he stretched out his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan and gently wiped off the stain on the knife as if caressing a new daughter-in-law.
dust; then the fingertips slightly hooked, shining on the sharp blade - [
Ding!
The sweet voice echoed in the quiet shop, and a majestic official sword with a cold edge like snow appeared in front of everyone; although this sword had only been simply polished, it was still shiny and full of exquisiteness.
feeling;
Good knife!
For a moment, everyone inside and outside the shop, whether they were experts or laymen, couldn't help but sigh. Just by listening to the sound and looking at the appearance, they knew that the quality of this knife was definitely extraordinary;
Is this the knife that Bart struck?
He actually performed beyond his level!
Looking at the knife, a group of big men in the shop couldn't help but take a deep breath. They had never seen Balt shoot such a knife. It was almost on par with the swords Lorsang usually used;
Although, it is only comparable to the knives Lorsang sells on weekdays...
But with just this sword, Bart can make his mark!
"Great knife! 170 taels! I'll give you the official price! I want it!"
Suddenly, a shout rang out from the onlookers watching the excitement outside the door, and a barbarian monk stretched out his thick arms and shouted loudly; although laymen do not understand the process of blacksmithing, but they can do it with knives.
One is an expert;
Although this knife still lacks the final polishing and drawing, the reason why the official knife is called an official knife itself shows that this kind of knife is scarce, and it is not something that can be bought among the people with money...
"Pull it down! What are you thinking about? The Sa family gave out 230 taels! I pray for the official silver, which is enough!"
"Juniors, shut up, old man! Old man offers 300 taels!"
"Get out of here! Stop relying on your old age! What are you looking at? You don't accept it, right?" [
There was a crackle outside the door, and the official sword in Bart's hand was sold to an old barbarian man for three hundred taels. The old man protected the sword in his arms like a grandson, and was very happy in the envious eyes of everyone.
is gone;
"Let's go, let's go! We've finished watching the fun!"
Seeing Bart's official sword take action, the interest of the onlookers outside the door dropped by half, and they dispersed one after another; no one showed the slightest interest in the sword that Leng Yi was about to take out;
What kind of knife can a child make? Still a big fighter!
"Bah——!"
However, at this moment, a gasp of air came from the huge blacksmith shop, all in unison, as if they had been rehearsed in advance!
"What happened?"
Listening to the gasps behind them, the crowd that had just dispersed gathered around again with a "crash", each one standing on tiptoes, stretching their necks to look at the knife on the iron felt, and then...
"Bah!" There was a gasp of air outside the shop again;
I saw a knife that looked like an official sword lying quietly on the iron felt covered with hammer marks. It was black and rough, not even a simple polish. It looked like an official sword.
Standard, even ordinary knives are not this bad!
No matter how you look at it, it looks like a shoddy product made by an apprentice who just learned how to make a knife;
but--
It is this knife that is of all kinds of crudeness, but it is filled with real murderous intent, flamboyant, wild, and cold...
wrong!
This is not just murderous intent!
How can a simple murderous aura make people feel like their whole body is filled with blood?
What a feeling it is...
as if……
It seems that as long as you hold that sword in your hand, even if there are thousands of troops and millions of troops in front of you, you still dare to smile and move forward!
Even though there are thousands of people! I dare to go alone!
A sword! An ordinary soldier! How could it be so powerful!
Was this really the one beaten by the kid from Daqi?
call!
A biting cold wind blew through the crowded streets, blowing past the onlookers who looked like wooden figures. The shop that should have been noisy and lively fell into a strange silence. Pedestrians nearby noticed something strange here, and a
People came over one after another with curious eyes, and then fell into dead silence...
"This...is this definitely a mortal soldier?"
I don't know how long it had passed before an incredible voice rang out from the silent crowd. They didn't even dare to ask loudly, lest others laugh at him for being an amateur;
"I don't know, the Sa family has been playing with knives all their lives, but they have never seen a knife with such momentum;"
"Why do I feel like that knife is alive? It's like this before I drink blood. If I drink blood..."
"Wow! Master Lorsang is indeed the best blacksmith in the Western Wilderness! Is this a knife? This is simply..."
"You just came, shut up! Are you abusing Master Lorsang?"
As someone broke the silence, the silent crowd suddenly became commotion. Unbelievable exclamations came one after another. A pair of eyes full of various meanings looked at Leng Yi, but then someone started to rummage through their pockets...
"That little brother! The Sa family is offering 700 taels! The Sa family wants it!" Immediately afterwards, the first bidder appeared;
"I'll give you 900 taels! No no... 1,000 taels!" followed by the second sound;
"1,300 taels! Sa's family has 1,300 taels! Who dares to compete with Sa's family? What do you think? Are you not convinced?"
"Who do you think you are? If you have the ability, I will..."
As the third bid sounded, the whole crowd suddenly became excited, and the quiet shop became lively again, followed by dust flying and energy overflowing. There were even strong players at the sixth and seventh level of Body Tempering among them. The blacksmith shop
The whole martial arts show was once again performed before!
This is the rule in the barbarian world. Bravery comes first, financial strength comes second. If your fists are not strong enough, no matter how rich you are, it will not work.
"Hmph! Let you fight with just a handful of ordinary soldiers? How shameful!"
Suddenly, a loud roar erupted like a lion's roar, and the noisy crowd immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at it with strange eyes;
On the periphery of the crowd, a tall man with a height of two feet and as burly as an iron tower was seen raising his arms with his hands, staring at the knife with a ferocious expression. A faint fluctuation of vitality slowly spread from his body, clearly the person who came was evil!
Body Tempering Level 8!
Tiger Guard!
Feeling this oppressive breath and looking at the iron tower man's standard armor, everyone couldn't help but shudder in their hearts, and then nervously made way for him to make way for an aisle. Pairs of doubtful eyes couldn't help but look at the iron tower-like body.