Chapter 437
“Is it the Spirit Casting Technique of Du Shenjiang?”
Ying Bing saw through the matter.
“You understand me so well? Then you must know I plan to forge a replica of the Moon’s Shadow, right?” Li Mo feigned surprise.
“I do.”
At her words, a flicker of delight passed through Ying Bing’s eyes, but her expression remained as cold and unyielding as ever, her sunglasses adding to her icy demeanor.
Whoosh—
The flames of the sword furnace suddenly surged, their heat enveloping the entire square, igniting the spirits of everyone present, as well as their gazes fixed on the map of the nation.
The atmosphere seemed to be ignited by the furnace fire.
The host began to explain the rules for this round:
“The materials for this weapon forging come from the remnants of weapons selected from the Sword Tomb. The quality and materials vary, and you must choose from these remnants to reforge them, ultimately obtaining the materials you need.”
“You have one hour. Begin!”
In front of the square stood a mountain of weapons, glinting coldly. These were likely the outermost weapons of the Sword Tomb, most of which were of average quality.
Of course, there were hidden gems among them, but that required a keen eye to discern.
As the announcement ended, many craftsmen and their assistants rushed forward, clearly demonstrating the importance of the previous round.
Without a good physique, it was nearly impossible to squeeze in...
“Look, the craftsmen are rushing in like wild dogs off their leashes!”
“But speed alone won’t do. Picking early is not as good as picking wisely. No one knows which of those dusty treasures will end up in whose hands.”
“Wait, why isn’t the Little Hammer Tyrant moving?”
After Li Mo had made a name for himself in the last round, receiving high praise, and being the fourth in the potential dragon rankings, many noticed that he, along with Ying Bing and Princess Jiang, hadn’t moved at all.
“Aren’t you going to move? Do you expect the remnants to come to you automatically?”
“The Little Hammer Tyrant is strong, but I thought he would forge weapons too.”
“What’s he bringing Ying Bing and that little girl for? Does he think this is just a game?”
“Damn it, everyone’s scrambling for remnants, and he’s just holding onto Ying Bing’s hand without letting go!”
The murmurs in the crowd buzzed.
No one could deny that Ying Bing was an unparalleled beauty, a dream for many, and with her by his side, it was no wonder everyone’s attention was drawn to her.
In a cooking competition, you might overlook someone, but this was a weapon forging competition!
If he wasn’t planning to forge, why even participate?
“Chulong, which remnants are making the most noise?”
Li Mo, unfazed by the many gazes, took out his forging tools and asked.
“I can hear several.”
“Tell Sister Bing.”
So, Princess Jiang leaned in and whispered something in Ying Bing’s ear.
Ying Bing nodded, her eyes, as clear as ice, seemed to pierce through the entire mountain of weapons.
As she formed a sword gesture with her delicate hand, a tremor resonated from the base of the weapon mountain, causing many weapons to clatter to the ground, as if something was about to break free from the mountain.
Whoosh—
A broken curved sword flew over the heads of other blacksmiths, stopping right in front of Ying Bing.
“????”
---
Chapter 486: The Misunderstanding of the Sixth Room, Three Coins Combined!
“Chulong, I still need refined silver, gale iron, and dark iron...”
Watching the craftsmen scramble, some even coming to blows, Li Mo sighed.
Then, like reciting a grocery list, he rattled off a series of materials.
I have Princess Jiang, the treasure girl with innate sword bones; whatever I need, she can find. How will you all respond?
Li Mo raised his chin.
“Sister Bing, I’ve found all the materials Brother Li needs.”
Swish—
One by one, various remnants flew from the mountain, as if tired birds were returning to their nests.
I even have the great treasure, Ying Bing, who commands a thousand swords. Whatever I name, she can bring. How will you all respond?
Li Mo puffed out his chest, exuding the coolness of Ying Bing.
If it were Master, he would definitely have everyone here tortured, with everyone shouting, “Heizi speaks!”
But Li Mo was different; he preferred to keep a low profile.
He liked to remain silent and appear as a master.
It must be said that Li Mo had already grasped the essence of the fighting king’s secret art, essentially surpassing his teacher. He stood there, saying nothing, holding Ying Bing’s delicate hand, giving it a gentle squeeze, a slight smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.
As if to say:
“I want the materials, and you all will have to eat dog food too. What do you think?”
Originally, no one could see his expression clearly, but with the map of the nation projected, this silent arrogance was visible to the entire capital.
Those who witnessed this scene couldn’t help but lean back slightly, gasping in shock.
“Is there still a law? Is there still justice~~~~?”
“Are you kidding me? I thought I was watching a weapon forging competition! You tricked me into coming here to kill, didn’t you!”
“Refund, refund!”
“Hahaha, if I were the emperor, I’d send each of you to the North Sea or the Southern Wilderness!”
The audience was in an uproar, filled with anger.
“Ha, a bunch of ignorant fools.”
In the audience, a swordsman in white snorted coldly, seemingly disdainful of the surrounding crowd’s astonishment.
“You talk so big; do you really understand how weapon forging works?” someone beside him turned with a hostile glare.
“I don’t.”
“If you don’t understand, what’s with the act...”
“I’ve long been used to this kind of dog food; I don’t understand what you’re all arguing about.”
Bai Jinghong’s expression remained calm.
Beside him, Cao Mu nodded while holding his sword, and Wu Chushu wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, quickly turning expressionless.
“...”
The bystanders fell into contemplation.
What’s there to be proud of?
At this moment, at the entrance of the sword furnace square.
“Good thing we made it in time.”
Xiao Qin, carrying a broken sword, had a black eye.
Beside him, Huang Donglai also had a black eye.
He had been traveling outside, rushing here, and almost missed the start of the weapon forging competition, but fortunately, he ran into Huang Donglai on the way.
Initially, he had noticed Huang Donglai because his teacher told him that this person had dozens of poisons all over his body.
Why say at least? Because there were hundreds more he didn’t recognize and wasn’t sure of their effects.
Xiao Qin was cautious and steady in his travels.
Through his teacher’s spirit probe, he discovered that this person had been following him, so he set a trap and lay in ambush...
But he never expected.
Huang Donglai, in his travels, was also cautious and steady...
The little stone in his arms detected an unusual spirit wave.
That handsome guy with the short sword seemed to be probing him with secret techniques!
He decided to play along, set a trap, and lay in ambush...
Two top-tier schemers met an ultimate schemer; it was bound to be a battle of dragons and tigers... or rather, a complete stalemate!
After a long exchange, one of them ended up with a panda eye before recognizing the other’s identity; they were both friends of Li.
Moreover, the other wasn’t stalking him; they just happened to be on the same path...
So the two decided to team up.
“We shouldn’t have come to the wrong place; this concerns the weapons we’ll use in the potential dragon competition, so we can’t be careless.”
“Absolutely.”
“Why is Brother Huang so sure? Have you perhaps experienced a weapon forging competition before?”
Xiao Qin was puzzled.
Huang Donglai pointed into the distance and handed him a telescope.
After seeing the two figures on stage, Xiao Qin’s mouth twitched, and he put away the instant noodles he had just taken out.
That familiar feeling of fullness.
Meanwhile.
In front of Li Mo, a pile of remnants had already been laid out.
While others only took two or three pieces, he had over ten.
“Taking so many, are you planning to practice hammering?”
“All the good quality remnants have been taken by him…”
“Do you really need this many? No matter how good the materials are, what matters is if they fit. What’s the use of having more?”
“Too much is as bad as too little.”
Many craftsmen and those knowledgeable about weapon forging looked at Li Mo with suspicion.
Can he really forge weapons?
“This kid, is he planning to use my methods right from the start?”
Du Wufeng’s tone was uncertain.
Using his techniques right off the bat? This kid can’t be that sinister...
“Get the pot and heat the oil!”
In the sword furnace ignited by fallen star flames, a fire dragon surged forth, enveloped in the essence of true fire, landing around the mica heavy cauldron.
“I’ve forged the sword blank; the quenching is up to you!”
As the words fell, forty raised!
Clang—
The gale iron, heated and softened, was hammered out with sparks flying, impurities bursting forth like smoke.
Seeing this scene, the craftsmen were left speechless, nearly forgetting their own tasks.
Table of Contents
