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173. Chapter 172 Is this a knife?

"Good knife!"

Under the stage, Zi Tong sighed softly.

The blade of the knife had completely penetrated the table. Now, she could only see a palm-length handle. In fact, because the knife fell so fast and suddenly, she did not see clearly what the knife was.

Look.

However, just listening to the sound is enough.

Whether a knife is good or not does not depend on whether its shape is good-looking. There are only two key points, one is whether it is sharp enough, and the other is whether it is strong enough.

The purer the texture of the knife, the better the resonance effect, and naturally the stronger it will be.

When Meng Fusheng's knife was pierced into the wooden table, it could make a sound that sounded like gold and jade striking each other, which was indicative of how pure the texture of the knife was.

Just falling from mid-air, it can easily pierce a solid wooden table, which proves the sharpness of this knife.

It has both strong and sharp qualities, which is enough to be called a good knife.

"The time has come!" Zou Tianling glanced at the several weapon refiners who had not yet finished, "You are out."

Regardless of the quality of the refining equipment, the time has come and these people have been kicked out of the game before they have finished refining the equipment.

Several eliminated players walked down the high platform dejectedly. Zou Tianling raised his hand slightly, and several Tianjiying men standing on one side of the high platform immediately stepped forward and picked up the utensils they had made to show to the spectators in the audience.

Of the fourteen weapon refiners, six were eliminated, leaving only eight.

Among the eight, two have refined swords, one has refined a short stick, one has refined a short spear, one has refined a breastplate, and one has refined a dagger. The one who looks like he is in his twenties has nine stars on his body.

The men in temple robes are trained in daggers, while only Meng Fusheng is trained in swords.

Eight kinds of utensils were lifted into the air for display. When they saw the small knife that Meng Fusheng had made, a burst of laughter immediately erupted from the audience.

"Is this considered a knife?"

"This one really doesn't have the surname Bai Meng. He must have been trained in dreams. It's too small to cut meat!"



Of course, those who said this were all laymen, but many insiders expressed surprise.

With the same material and the same size, some people can make a breastplate that is enough to wear, but what Meng Fusheng can make is just such a small knife.

It seems that he is the worst, but in fact it is just the opposite.

For the same raw materials, the smaller the refined product is, the purer the impurities in the raw materials have been removed.

Zi Tong looked at the knife and raised her lips slightly.

It seemed that her guess was not wrong. The shape of this knife was similar to the scalpel she had drawn, but the lines of the blade were slightly changed.

"Now, tester!"

After the refining is completed, it is time to test the weapon.

The so-called tool test is actually very simple. It is to use the tools made by everyone to chop and stab the purple gold stone sculpture inlaid on the side of the high platform.

Purplestone is the hardest metal among all metals and can also be said to be the touchstone for swords and weapons.

Eight people lined up in front of the purple gold stone sculpture and continued to use their tools to chop and thorn.

The first long sword was broken into two pieces, and the weapon refiner who was refining the long sword walked down the platform with a red face.

Then, another long sword, short spear, short stick... all of them were cut or broken, and the breastplate was shattered into pieces in an exaggerated manner.

Zou Tianling waved his hand gently, and the Tianjiying men holding the dagger made by the Nine-Star Temple weapon refiner slowly walked to the purple gold stone sculpture.

Taking a breath, he raised his hand and slashed the dagger in his hand towards the purple gold stone sculpture.


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