Although the students in Class 9 don't know how to forge, they can still understand whether weapons are good or bad.
This sword is obviously better than the previous one!
"Try this one again." Liu Shaobai handed the newly forged sword to Yi Fengliu.
Yi Fengliu held the slightly warm sword in his hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
This sword...
He didn't know how to describe it, but the moment he held it in his hand, he felt that this sword was definitely the best one he had ever seen in his life.
Compared with the previous one, he did not feel any current, and the sword seemed to be much lighter.
The students in Class Nine hid in the corner when they saw that the romantic relationship was about to dance with the sword.
Yi Fengliu took a deep breath and swung his sword again, but this time, there was no lightning or thunder, only shadows of the sword were left, dazzling everyone's eyes.
I don't know if it was Yi Fengliu's illusion, but the sword in his hand seemed to be integrated with him. His movements became faster and faster, and suddenly he slashed down with the sword, and a dark blue cold light suddenly flew out!
There was a loud roar, and wherever the cold light passed, a huge crack suddenly penetrated the wall of the forge, and the surrounding area of the crack was scorched black.
Yi Fengliu: "..."
The sword before could only leave a dent in the wall, but this sword... directly cut through the wall?!
He has no energy at all...
Liu Shaobai looked at this effect, and his expression softened slightly.
There is not enough material, so it is barely possible to make it like this. If we have the materials at hand, not to mention this wall, the entire Fenghua Weapon Shop can be demolished.
"This sword belongs to you." Liu Shaobai said.
Yi Fengliu froze in place for an instant, looking at Liu Shaobai in disbelief.
Belong...belong to him?
Did he hear it correctly?
The students in Class 9 went crazy when they heard this.
"Teacher, this sword is too precious, I can't keep it." Yi Fengliu suppressed her inner excitement, lowered her eyes, and handed the sword to Liu Shaobai with both hands.
Liu Shaobai glanced at Yi Fengliu and said, "This sword is tailor-made for you."
Yi Fengliu was slightly shocked, and suddenly raised his eyes, looking at Liu Shaobai in shock.
Tailor-made for him?
No wonder, no wonder when he wielded the sword, the sword seemed to blend into him.
Can……
This sword is too precious.
"Teacher..." Yi Fengliu wanted to say something more, but Liu Shaobai waved his hand.
"If you don't want it, just throw it into the furnace."
Yi Fengliu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he knelt down in front of Liu Shaobai.
"Once you are a master, you are always a father. Yi Fengliu kowtows to the master!" After saying that, Yi Fengliu put his sword aside and kowtowed three times to Liu Shaobai.
What Yi Fengliu said thanks was the word "master", which was completely different from the word "teacher".
After leaving the academy, there is little connection between the student and the instructor, but the title of master is just as he said.
Once a teacher, always a father!
Liu Shaobai chuckled lightly, "As a teacher, I don't intend to become your father."
Even so, these words were accepted.
Yi Fengliu stood up excitedly and carefully held the sword in his hand.
The students in Class 9 watched helplessly as Yi Fengliu successfully became a disciple, and they were all extremely greedy.
"Master! You can't treat one favorably against another! We are also your disciples!" Du Hong let out a little cry and fell to his knees on the ground.
Don't let Laoyi alone be so cheap!
In an instant, all the students in Class Nine knelt on the ground.
