There are more than a dozen sword-making furnaces prepared by Rong Lao.
Some experimenters input a ray of energy into the sword-casting furnace. At the hole on the lower left side, the sword-casting furnace seemed to be activated, and a large flame rose up. The scene was quite spectacular. Then
Then those people wrapped a piece of iron around it with tongs and put it into the sword-making furnace.
The flames in the sword-making furnace are driven by special patterns in the furnace. After a while, the iron begins to turn slightly red under the heat of those flames, showing signs of weakening.
"Forging materials also have strict temperature requirements. Now you can decide when to forge based on your own feelings..."
Rong Lao said calmly.
Feeling the temperature of the material and the timing of forging is also a verification of talent. Then
Some people scratched their heads and scratched their heads, feeling a little confused. Then someone gritted their teeth, took the iron out of the furnace, picked up a heavy hammer and began to forge it. But just as the hammer fell, there was a bang, and the iron suddenly broke into two.
Half, explode to pieces...
"The timing of removing the material was too early, the temperature of the iron did not meet the requirements, and it failed..."
Rong Lao said indifferently.
The man's face suddenly turned red, and he left the sword-making furnace dejectedly.
Then someone started to forge again, and the forging hammer fell, but the material was squeezed and deformed, turning into a pool of viscous liquid...
"The timing was too late, the material deformed, and it failed..."
The strength of holding the hammer is too light, it does not meet the requirements, and it fails...
As Mr. Rong's voice fell one after another, many people also resigned in embarrassing failure due to various reasons. No one lasted more than a few minutes... Then
Those who still take action can't help but smack their tongues. This is too difficult. Just forging ordinary iron requires so much attention. It's hard to imagine how difficult it must be if the material is rare.
This skill is indeed extraordinary. Lin
Han's eyes narrowed, and he carefully remembered the reasons for those people's failure. 1
After watching it, it really opened his eyes, and he also developed a strong interest in sword making.
"Fifty forging..."
Fifty-five forged...""
Sixty forging...""
Someone is going to succeed!"
At this moment, someone exclaimed. On the left side of the many sword-making furnaces, a figure was swinging a hammer and striking steadily. He almost avoided the places where mistakes were easy to make as Rong Laomei said, swinging the hammer.
, more than sixty times.
I always asked for a hundred forgings, and almost half of it has been completed.
"Yan Kun?" Lin Han raised his eyebrows. The opponent was Yan Kun. He couldn't believe that this guy could reach this point. He was worthy of being the second son of the Yanshen Sect.
At this time, Yan Kun was sweating profusely.
The weight of the hammer is not light, weighing dozens of kilograms. After swinging dozens of hammers, it becomes heavier and heavier.
Although he was very tired, Yan Kun was obviously not comparable to ordinary second-generation ancestors. A powerful aura erupted from his body, and he clung to his mind and continued.
"Eighty forging..."
"Eighty-five forged..."
"Ninety forging..." Forging
As the hammer fell, the red piece of iron continued to squeeze and become smaller. Sparks were flying around, and some impurities were also being removed.
"Ninety-five forged..."
"Ninety-eight forged..." Yan
Kun's face was sweating more and more, and even the palm holding the hammer was trembling slightly.
Such a highly precise falling hammer is also a huge test for a person's mind.
"when!"
A hundred hammers fell, and Yan Kun finally succeeded. The iron that was originally as big as a palm became as big as a baby's fist. After being refined in the water, the iron block shone brightly and was extremely bright. "
Rong Lao, what do you think of my forging?" Yan Kun was a little energetic, presented the fine iron, and smiled at Rong Lao.
Rong Lao used his withered fingers to hold the fine iron in his hand, observed it repeatedly, and nodded: "There are still a lot of impurities, but it is very valuable to achieve this level of forging for the first time. The quality is about six points. , considered passing." Yan
The smile on Kun's face became even richer and he said: "The introductory tutorial on sword-making..." Rong
After taking a quick look at those who were still busy trying, they nodded slightly. Judging from their talents, it was obviously impossible to compete with Yan Kun, which meant that the lead was indeed Yan Kun's.
"Wait a minute!" Just when Rong Lao was about to lend the book to Yan Kun, a girl's voice suddenly sounded. Lin
Jiaoer Yingying stood up and said: "Mr. Rong, the test is not over yet. If you lend him the book so quickly, maybe someone will get better results than him next." Rong
Lao frowned and was about to speak, but Yan Kun's face turned gloomy and he sneered: "Just these people want to get better grades than me? Just dream!"
Many people did not refute, but became frustrated and simply gave up.
Yan Kun's achievements were so outstanding that they felt desperate.
"Jiaoer... Do you think you are sure that you can beat me?" Yan Kun looked at Lin Jiaoer and said with a smile. Lin
Jiaoer's pretty face couldn't help but blush slightly. She was playful by nature and couldn't even swing the forging hammer a hundred times, let alone anything else.
However, in the public hall, she was stubborn and did not want to lose the battle, so she pouted and said: "I... I can't do it, but it doesn't mean others can't!" Look.
Looking at the young man who had been sitting calmly next to him, his eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "My ninth brother must have better grades than you..." "
Lin Han…”
Many people were stunned. Although
It is said that Lin Han's performance in the dynasty competition is very impressive, but it is impossible to beat Yan Kun in sword making. Xu
Pingting also cast her beautiful eyes over and sneered slightly, obviously not thinking that Lin Han could do it.
With her vision, she has to admit that Yan Kun's achievements are already very good among ordinary people."
Just him?" Yan Kun couldn't help but laugh up at the sky. In fact, this was not the first time he forged materials. He had also prepared for this in the Yanshen Sect. Coupled with his special sensitivity to the temperature of flames, he did it. At this point, it would be impossible for Lin Han to surpass him as soon as he came up."
If he can beat me, not only will he give up the book, but I will also give him an additional one hundred thousand taels of silver notes..." Yan Kun took out a silver note from his arms and said proudly. "
One hundred thousand taels of silver notes?" No.
Few people exclaimed, this is a lot of wealth."
If he can't win..." Yan Kun stared at Lin Jiao'er, smiled maliciously and said, "How about you accompany me to play in the Imperial City for two days?"
He is a well-known womanizer. If you hang out with such a person for two days, everyone knows that this is not a good thing. "
You..." Lin Jiaoer also didn't expect that Yan Kun would make such an obscene request, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush. But
In full view of everyone, she had always been willful, so she gritted her silver teeth and said angrily, "Okay, I will make a bet with you!"
!Four
Zhou suddenly caused an uproar. Who
I didn't expect Lin Jiaoer to be so willful and dare to take it. This is about the royal family's face. This bet is too high.
"Well, Lin Han, you come on stage!" Yan Kun smiled happily, feeling that he had a chance to win, and said with great disdain towards Lin Han.
Seeing that things had evolved to this point, Lin Han helplessly shook his head, secretly thinking that Jiao'er was being ridiculous.
But now that the matter has come to this, he cannot give in, otherwise the Yanshen Sect will be proud to the heavens again.
"I'll give it a try..." Lin Han nodded and stood up. He had just remembered the failures of many people, and he felt somewhat confident.
On the stone sky, a sword-making furnace half a man's height stands. Lin
Han came closer and stared at the sword-making furnace, but a doubt flashed in his heart. He had indeed seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.
The forging hammer on the stone platform next to it is made of special materials. It is heavy and weighs about fifty kilograms. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is indeed a heavy weight. After all, you have to hold it hundreds or thousands of times, but
It's not an easy task."
Stop rubbing the marks and start!" Yan Kun crossed his arms and sneered. Lin
Han ignored him and thought about the key points that Rong Lao said before. Then he placed his hand in front of a hole on the lower left side of the sword-making furnace and input a stream of energy into it.
boom!
A large red flame immediately rose from the furnace mouth and jumped out.
"this…"
Many people were surprised. The flames activated by Lin Han seemed to be a bit more intense than ordinary people.
Lao Ye raised his eyebrows. The strength of the sword-forging furnace's flame is determined by the quality of the actuator's energy. The higher the quality, the more intense the flame will be.
Obviously Lin Han's cultivation technique is stronger than everyone present. Fire
If the flames are strong, great savings will be made, and the timing of refining is of great benefit to the swordsmith.
Lin Han's little guy's skills are not simple.
Thinking of this, his cloudy eyes could not help but flash with a glimmer of hope, wanting to see what kind of performance this prince who rose up from sweeping tombs in the back mountains and made a fuss in the imperial capital would do today.
