The sound of burning flames echoed in the courtyard of the Tongguan City Lord's Mansion.
Occasionally there are sounds of various metal collisions mixed in.
Cui Lin brought a total of five disciples on this trip, and the leader was Long Shengwu.
These five disciples are also all direct disciples of Cui Lin, the first deputy master of Tiangong Pavilion.
The reason why Cui Lin brought them here was because he thought that if Wu Zongquan was really qualified to be the master of Tiangong Pavilion, he would let his disciples assist Wu Zongquan.
One day Wu Zongquan really becomes the master of the pavilion, and these five disciples will also have a good future.
Cui Lin never expected that just after he left, his five disciples would come directly to the door. Instead of establishing a good relationship, they started to provoke.
Of course, Zhou Shu did not take these people's provocation to heart.
Although Long Shengwu and the others are much older than Zhou Shu, in terms of experience, there is no way they can compare with Zhou Shu.
Mentally, Zhou Shu looked at these people as if they were juniors.
Watching Long Shengwu and the five men working intensively to forge the magic weapon, Zhou Shu was lying leisurely on the recliner, as if he had completely forgotten about the competition.
However, it is not appropriate to be distracted when casting a magic weapon. Long Shengwu really wants to ask Zhou Shu, have you completely given up on struggling?
He is now waiting for the moment when his magic weapon is forged. When the time comes, he must teach this Wu Zongquan a lesson!
The casting of divine weapons does not happen in a moment.
It is normal for it to take months or even years to cast a soldier.
Of course, Long Shengwu and others would not spend several years in Tongguan City just for a competition. They all chose the magic weapons they were most familiar with to forge.
After working around the clock, only half a month later, Long Shengwu, the most powerful weapon-casting artist among the five, began to take shape.
In the past half month, apart from sleeping, Zhou Shu leisurely watched the five men forging soldiers. He himself never started work.
Seeing that his magic weapon was about to be forged, Long Shengwu was also filled with excitement. He even glanced at Zhou Shu provocatively.
Zhou Shu raised the corner of his mouth slightly. The skills of these boys in crafting soldiers were only average, but their arrogance was quite impressive.
"Do you think you will win?"
Zhou Shu paced and slowly came to Long Shengwu.
He looked at the magic weapon that had been formed in the casting furnace. Ninety percent of the process for this magic weapon had been completed, and it could basically be regarded as a successful casting.
A magic weapon was forged in just ten days, which is already considered a very good standard for ordinary weapon casters.
Long Shengwu also looks proud now. This time, he even performed a little beyond the ordinary.
This time, he was 100% sure that he could slap Zhou Shu in the face.
"Humph, Wu Zongquan, don't worry, even if you lose, as long as you are willing to admit that you are a liar, I will not take your life, I will spare your life."
Long Shengwu separated his mind and spoke.
"Really? Then I have to thank you very much."
Zhou Shu stared at the casting furnace for a moment, as if he wanted to see clearly what the magic weapon looked like.
"But, you win first and then let me talk."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Shu had already raised his hands.
"Huh——"
Between his hands, two fire dragons suddenly rose up, startling Long Shengwu.
Long Shengwu hurriedly fired out a series of spells before stabilizing the flames in his casting furnace.
Just now he was frightened by Zhou Shu, and he almost failed to cast it.
"What are you doing!"
After Long Shengwu was sure that there was nothing wrong with his magic weapon, he shouted angrily.
"Watch it!"
Zhou Shu did not answer him, but spoke calmly.
I saw the fire dragon entwining between his hands, exuding a fiery breath.
Various materials for casting soldiers flew from nowhere, and the swallows threw themselves into the flames like a forest.
Long Shengwu's eyes suddenly widened.
He stared intently at the weapon-making materials thrown into the flames.
Those weapons-making materials looked very familiar to him.
The magic weapon he is forging is made of these weapons-making materials. He knows this better than anyone else.
"What is he going to do?"
A flash of doubt flashed through Long Shengwu's mind, "Does he want to use the same weapon-making materials to cast the magic weapon?"
"No, he doesn't have a casting furnace, how can he cast the magic weapon?"
Long Shengwu's heart was already in a mess.
He has clearly determined that Wu Zongquan is a liar. He does not understand the art of forging weapons at all. The magic weapons he used before were all forged by others...
But what happened now made him confused.
This Wu Zongquan can not only cast soldiers, but he can also cast soldiers with his bare hands without using a casting furnace?
How is this possible?
"Bang bang——"
At this moment, two muffled sounds were heard from the surroundings, and a man stood up in disgrace. The casting furnace in front of him had already exploded.
He also saw the movement here. He was shocked and realized that his luck was not as good as Long Shengwu's. He failed to control his casting furnace. He failed to cast soldiers and directly exploded the furnace.
Exploding the furnace means he loses.
The expressions of the remaining four people became a little ugly. They did not dare to be too distracted and focused on their casting furnace. They only used the corners of their eyes to secretly glance at Zhou Shu who was standing in front of Long Shengwu. The temperature in the air is still rising, and Long Shengwu already feels a little uncomfortable at that temperature.
What made Long Shengwu feel even more uncomfortable was that after the weapon-making materials were submerged in the flames between Zhou Shu's hands, they began to melt and fuse at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After all, Long Shengwu is the direct disciple of the first deputy master of Tiangong Pavilion, and he is also quite accomplished in the art of forging weapons.
How could he not see that Zhou Shu was indeed forging soldiers!
And the speed at which he forges soldiers is countless times faster than that of himself and others!
In less than an hour, he had completed the steps that took him a whole day to complete.
Long Shengwu has now seen that every step of Zhou Shu's casting is exactly the same as his own.
He is using the same weapon-making materials, the same steps, and the same magic weapon as himself!
This discovery made Long Shengwu feel a little uneasy!
This Wu Zongquan has already mastered his own weapon-making formula just by watching him forge weapons?
The magic weapon I want to forge is my own unique magic weapon. It is my own original weapon-making formula!
This Wu Zongquan has never seen his own weapon-making formula before!
How is it possible to master your own weapon-making formula at a glance? Even Master can't do it!
But apart from this possibility, Long Shengwu really couldn't think of any other explanation.
What puzzled him even more was that Zhou Shu's steps for forging weapons were almost exactly the same as his, but at every step, he felt that Zhou Shu did it more smoothly than he did.
Long Shengwu didn't want to admit it, but just by looking at Zhou Shu's steps in forging soldiers, he discovered many of his own problems.
He felt that he had a deeper understanding of the casting method of this magical weapon!
If Long Shengwu wasn't the direct disciple of the first deputy master of Tiangong Pavilion, if he didn't have such a good talent for making weapons, if he didn't have such a good vision, maybe he wouldn't be so uncomfortable.
It is precisely because of his talent, ability, and vision that he now wants to commit suicide in pain.
By this time, if he still couldn't see that Zhou Shu's weapon-making skills were far beyond his imagination, then he would be in vain to be the disciple of the first deputy master of Tiangong Pavilion.
He feels like a clown now. He has been jumping around in front of others for so long, but they only need to raise their hands to press him to the ground and rub him.
No wonder Wu Zongquan had been sitting on a recliner and sleeping before. He didn't give up the struggle completely. He didn't pay attention to these people at all.
Their art of forging weapons is simply not on the same level as mine.
Thinking of this, Long Shengwu suddenly felt despair.
"Boom——"
With an explosion, the casting furnace in front of Long Shengwu also exploded.
The flames mixed with the fragments of the divine weapon flew everywhere.
Long Shengwu seemed to be stupid, not knowing how to avoid or resist.
Zhou Shu frowned slightly, flicked his sleeves, and a force rolled up the fragments of the divine weapons.
Long Shengwu has both talent and ability, but his mental endurance is really poor.
Cui Lin and his disciples are like flowers and plants in a greenhouse. They have experienced too few trials and hardships.
Yes, they are geniuses, and they have been accepted as disciples by the first deputy master of Tiangong Pavilion. They are high-ranking weapon masters in this world, and they have probably never experienced any setbacks in their lives.
Otherwise, they would not be able to provoke Zhou Shu face to face.
Anyone with a little bit of brain can understand that even if Zhou Shu is not the direct disciple of the master of Tiangong Pavilion, he must have some abilities.
Before you understand his background, wouldn’t you be seeking death by provoking him so recklessly?
After all, the experience of Long Shengwu and others is still too little, which is why they have fallen into such an embarrassing situation.
Zhou Shu controlled the fire dragon between his hands and said, "Long Shengwu, do you want to continue?"
While the fire dragon was circling, the weapon-making materials were still being fused, and the shadow of a divine weapon was already looming.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this magic weapon will be successfully cast soon.
Long Shengwu's body was covered with black ash, and he was described as extremely embarrassed. His face was ashen.
He knew he lost, and lost miserably.
"I lost."
Long Shengwu said.
As soon as he said one sentence, all the strength in his body receded like a tide, and his whole body limply fell to the ground.
Ridiculous, really ridiculous.
His behavior is so ridiculous.
I thought I could teach Wu Zongquan a lesson, but I never thought that I was just an ignorant clown.
Master is right, Wu Zongquan is the strongest weapon maker of the younger generation.
No, his skill in forging weapons may not even be comparable to that of his master!
For such a person to dare to challenge him without overestimating his abilities, this is really his own fault and he will not live!
"Is the magic weapon you want to forge the same as mine?"
Long Shengwu raised his head and looked at Zhou Shu, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
Although he admitted defeat, he still couldn't believe that Zhou Shu just took a look at his process of forging weapons and directly mastered his unique weapon-making formula, and even improved it even better.
"The magic weapon you want to forge is a thick-backed straight sword. The sword is three feet and three inches long. The blade is one point. With the blessing of spiritual energy, it can emit several sword lights..."
Zhou Shu raised his eyelids, glanced at Long Shengwu, and said casually.
The light in Long Shengwu’s eyes disappeared, that’s right!
What Wu Zongquan said was the magic weapon he was preparing to forge. From its shape to its power, it was all the same.
He can really master his own weapon-making formula at a glance!
"How did you do it?"
Long Shengwu reluctantly said that this weapon-making formula was created by him after years of painstaking study and countless attempts.
He couldn't believe it. Zhou Shu just took one look and saw through it.
"The art of forging weapons never changes without departing from its roots."
Zhou Shu said calmly, "As long as you understand the basic principles and become more familiar with the materials for making weapons, anyone can do it."
Long Shengwu's eyes widened, can anyone do it?
Are you kidding?
The casting formula of a magic weapon, from the combination of the materials to the heat used to cast the weapon, is all very different.
What kind of attainment does it take to be able to see the weapon-making formula with the naked eye?
Is it possible for anyone to really understand all the changes in the materials used to make weapons?
The art of forging weapons remains unchanged, so who dares to say that he has mastered all the basic skills of forging weapons?
"It's a pity that you lost, so now it's not that I should teach you the art of forging weapons, but that you should hand over the bet you promised me."
Zhou Shu did not continue this topic, but spoke.
"Where is the Yuanshi mineral vein you mentioned? Should you have someone transport it here, or should I go get it myself?"
Zhou Shu's voice also had a hint of excitement.
Yuanshi, that is a rare treasure that can only be found.
He, Tongguan City, is lacking in Yuanshi, Long Shengwu, what a good man.
"This——"
Long Shengwu panicked.
Before, he made a lot of nonsense and used the Yuanshi Mine as a bet to compete with Zhou Shu. At that time, he was extremely confident and did not believe that he would lose.
Yuanshi Mine is a bet, he is simply bragging!
Yes, the Long family does have a source of Yuanshi minerals, but it is not his own, Long Shengwu.
Even the Yuanshi mineral vein cannot be regarded as belonging to their Long family.
Every piece of Yuanshi collected from the Yuanshi mineral vein must be handed over to the sacred.
No one, not even false gods, is qualified to occupy Yuanshi.
How could he, Long Shengwu, bring out a Yuanshi mineral vein?
"You can't take it out?"
Zhou Shu's face darkened and he said coldly.
"It's not——"
Long Shengwu's originally dark and red face turned even darker red, and he defended with shame, "Yuanshi belongs to the sacred, even if I give you the mine, you can't use it for yourself."
"That's my business."
Zhou Shu snorted coldly, "I just want to ask you now, where is the Yuanshi mineral vein?"
Long Shengwu's face turned hot. He didn't know how to explain it. No matter how he explained it, it couldn't change the fact that he was talking nonsense.
He lost in the competition of weapon-making skills, but he couldn't come up with the bet he promised himself.
If it's a rogue, it doesn't matter, just default on the debt.
With the support of the first deputy master of Tiangong Pavilion, who can kill him?
But Long Shengwu is simply a young man who has not experienced many trials and hardships. He is not a scoundrel.
He can't do anything dishonest at all.
He didn't want to cheat, but he couldn't hand over the Yuanshi mineral vein. For a moment, Long Shengwu wanted to find a stone to hit him to death.
"Long Shengwu, if you want to cheat, then I will go to Cui Lin and ask him what the disciples he taught are doing!"
Zhou Shu looked at Long Shengwu and said coldly.
"This matter has nothing to do with my master!"
Long Shengwu said anxiously, "Wu Zongquan, I am the one who lost to you, and I am the one who agreed to bet with you. If anything happens, come to me, and don't involve my master!"
"Humph, I don't want to involve Cui Lin, you are just like a man."
Zhou Shu snorted coldly, "I'm willing to admit defeat. You can tell me what to do about the bet."
"I think you are also a person with some background. If you can't afford the bet, then I will ask the family behind you to get it."
Zhou Shu squinted, his eyes flashing with cold light.
Long Shengwu felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
He was born in the Long family, and is the youngest son of the current head of the Long family. He is also considered a person of considerable status in the Long family.
But its value is far inferior to that of a Yuanshi mineral vein.
It is impossible for the family to give up the Yuanshi mineral vein in their hands just because of his bet!
"Waste!"
Zhou Shu cursed.
Long Shengwu was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but he had no way to refute.
"Long Shengwu is a loser and can't afford to bet. You guys are playing tricks on me, right?"
Zhou Shu's eyes fell on the other four people.
The four people's faces turned pale and they all shook their heads.
Fortunately, the bet they agreed to was for weapons-making materials.
Although compensating for some soldier-making materials will break your muscles and bones, it won’t be impossible to produce.
If you scrape it together, you can still get it.
They glanced at Long Shengwu sympathetically and said one after another, "Wu Zongquan, please give us some time. We will definitely find a way to gather the materials we promised to build the soldiers and send them to you."
Zhou Shu nodded. As expected, these people have never experienced the dangers of the world. They rely on their status and cannot do anything like defaulting on their debts.
If it were Lao Jianghu, if he lost, he would lose. What bet would be given?
Even if I don’t give it, what can you do to me?
If he really encounters such scoundrels, Zhou Shu really won't do anything to them now.
Now, he doesn't want to completely fall out with someone with an unusual status like Cui Lin.
"I can use weapon-making materials instead——"
Long Shengwu said, but before he finished speaking, his face was already so hot that it felt like it was on fire.
"Do you think the value of the materials for casting weapons is comparable to that of a vein of Yuanshi ore?"
Zhou Shu said with a half-smile, "Can you get so many weapons-making materials?"
Long Shengwu was speechless, he couldn't take it out.
"I, Long Shengwu, am not a person who breaks my word! I am willing to admit defeat. Since I cannot pay back the bet, I will use my life to repay it!"
Long Shengwu gritted his teeth and said, a light flashed in his hand, and a long knife appeared in his hand.
He raised the long knife and slashed it across his neck.
"I, Long Shengwu, am willing to admit defeat. I will give you this life!"
Long Shengwu shouted loudly, and as his spirit energy stirred up, the long sword's light surged, and he was about to chop off his head with one strike.