Commanding Wind and Cloud

Commanding Wind and Cloud Chapter 432

ps: Sorry, no update yesterday. My cousin got married, and I was married to my cousin who grew up playing. I am really happy when he got married. After a whole day of drunkenness, I woke up.

No time to be idle! Qian Jin raised the Horse-chopping Blade, bowed quickly to Aknashen, and trotted towards the outside of the village.

In the tall grass outside the village, suddenly the murderous aura rushed out of the grass with the eruption of blood.

"Player, Qian Jin's game time is up..."

When the time was up, Qian Jin opened his eyes and left Endless World, shaking his body a little sore. The second time I was forced by that little teacher from Aknashen, I didn't even have time to find Adams Teacher to treat the fractured right arm. It seems that I can only recover with some potions.

"Qian Jin...Qian Jin..."

Mogo Woxon shouted like a gong and banged on the door with a big hand excitedly.

Qian Jin opened the door and watched Mogo Woxon raise high with one big hand, and was slightly surprised that the other big hand was holding a brand new costume.

"great uncle, you are..."

"What am I? Aren't you going to be president of the Blacksmith Union today?" Mogo Woxon put his clothes on Qian Jin Wearing a drape: "You are also the one who went out to Honglu War Fort. If you want to be President, you must wear an imposing manner."

Several beauties walked out of their rooms, each other After looking at each other, I couldn't feel whose room Qian Jin entered last night from the other side. He walked quickly to Qian Jin's beside and snatched the clothes from Mogo Woxon.

The four women held a part of the costume and surrounded Qian Jin, pulling Qian Jin's hands and feet, and skillfully put the costume on Qian Jin's body.

Mogo Woxon stared in admiration with big eyes, and his thick lips made a tsk tsk sound: "Jealous! How jealous! It's not that my Mogo can't live without a woman, but Seeing what you brat is doing now, I'm so greedy!"

Qian Jin looked at the four beauties who were arranging their clothes on the beside. This kind of life does seem pretty good now. In the position of Mogo Woxon, I am afraid I will be envious to death, right?

"I can't watch it anymore, I really can't watch it anymore, I'm going to go crazy with jealousy! I want a woman, I want a woman!" Mogo Woxon turned around and roared and strode forward. Leaving, looking from the back, it seems like a girl who has just been bullied is escaping from the scene.

Qian Jin shrugged his shoulders and laughed, Mogo great uncle This appearance is not really handsome, to be honest, he should be considered an ugly man among ugly men, plus he is so rude, I really don't know what kind of woman would Look at him, and have the opportunity to help Mogo great uncle pay more attention in the future.

"You think he doesn't have a woman?" Guyue Jiaying fastened the last button on Qian Jin's chest, rolled his eyes and whispered, "He has a woman, over at Demon Race... "

Any woman? Demon Race? Qian Jin turned his head and looked towards Lucifer Lucy, and found the princess of Demon Race, his eyes were full of daze and surprise, why didn't he know there was such a thing? A woman from the big city's Fighter Guild President, over at the Demon Race? What valuable information this is!

"Don't look at me like that." Lucifer Lucy tidied up Qian Jin's sleeves: "I won't make a fuss about this news!"

Qian Jin is a little curious, this What does the woman of the Mogo great uncle look like? Is it also the failure of Demon Race?

"Demon Race's."

Guyue Jiaying tidied up Qian Jin's shoulders, turned around and left a light sentence, as if he didn't want to say anything more.

Really Demon Race? Qian Jin looked back at Mogo Woxon's disappearing back lightly sighed. The story in Bard's mouth is not without the bitter love between Demon Race and Human Race, and even more exaggerated, Demon Race's princess and Human Race The sovereign prince fell in love, and finally ended miserably.

Of course, the most exaggerated thing is that Prince of Demon Race compiled by Minstrel Bard fell in love with Prince of Human Race, and Sovereign Emperor of Demon Race fell in love with Sovereign Emperor of Human Race, and finally ended tragically.

The story of the love between the Human Race of the Zhenk Sovereign Dynasty and the Demon Race of the Lucifer Sovereign Dynasty has always been tragic. iron law.

Qian Jin began to understand why Mogo Woxon, a successful Fighter, has never had a woman. It turned out to be a long time, but his love was wrong in the current environment. direction.

"Be careful on the road." Luo Qingqing brought Qian Jin a cup of tea.

Qian Jin took the tea and looked at Luo Qingqing, patted his head lightly, always wanted to give gold coins to Qingqing, but couldn't find a good time, this time at the core of Honglu War Fort, If you think about it, even if there is a gold brick composed of several million gold coins, no one will dare to come and grab it, right?

"Qingqing, I still have some gold coins here, you can use them for business and see if it helps."

"No need." Luo Qingqing quickly put his little hand on his chest Shaking from side to side: "There are still some floating gold coins at home, there shouldn't be a big problem, you can keep them for yourself..."

dōng!

A dozen gold bricks fell on the On the grass of the flower pond outside the door, there was a shocking muffled sound.

Luo Qingqing couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, gold brick! And it's still more than ten yuan...

Boom...boom...

Luo Qingqing raised his hand to cover his open lips in surprise. This is already 5~6 ten It's a gold brick...

dōng dōng dōng...

Luo Qingqing raised his hands to cover his red lips, which were widened in surprise, Guyue Jiaying's eyes also crossed the room and fell. On the pile of gold bricks on the grass.

dōng dōng dōng dōng  …

gold brick was like rain, and was continuously caught by Qian Jin from the Battle Dimension. Luo Qingqing's bright eyes were wider than ever. For two full laps, I am not someone who has never seen money, but with so much cash...

Guyue Jiaying no longer stood inside the house, and walked out of the room, looking at him in surprise. Gold coins that keep showing up.

A young Fighter, even if he has a lot of strength behind him, will at most have a very high-level weapon equipment in his hands, and there will never be so many gold bricks!

What was Qian Jin like a few years ago? Guyue Jiaying knew very well that even if he could repair the battle weapon and make money, the speed of making money would be too terrifying, faster than the speed of robbing a vault!

A few million gold coins! Guyue Jiaying can't keep his calm expression, even if such wealth comes from the Family Lord of a large Aristocratic Family, his eyes can be straight, this is the formidable power of money!

"Fuck Elder Brother Jin..." Luo Qingqing covered his surprised cherry lips with both hands in surprise, and asked in a low voice uneasy, "You...you are not going to...rob...robbery... "

"hē hē..." Lucifer Lucy clutched his cherry lips, raised his high chest and let out a series of arrogant chuckles: "He is a robber, but not a living robber, but a robber." The undead of our Lucifer Family. Lucifer Nihan's treasure!"

Lucifer Nihan? Guyue Jiaying showed a hint of surprise. The rumored Demon Race traitor who disappeared for many years, once worked as a thief for a long time, didn't expect it seems that he died before he could spend money in the end. All the treasures are cheap Qian Jin.

"That's all I have on hand now." Qian Jin looked at the remaining gold bricks in Battle Dimension: "I don't know if it can help your business."

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"Yes, yes! Excellent!"

Luo Qingqing covered half of his face with his hands and kept nodding. Although he also had some gold coins, according to the celebrities he met last night, If you want to expand your business, you still have a lot of money on your hands. With so many gold coins all at once, many of the businesses that were just imagined before are almost ready to start.

"Then take it and use it first." Qian Jin scratched his head: "I'll go to Blacksmith Union first."

"No...this..."

Luo Qingqing stretched out his hand to stop Qian Jin, and found Guyue Jiaying's arm on his own. He couldn't help but look at this strong woman who dared to go berserk at any time.

"I want you to take it and use it." Guyue Jiaying gently kicked two gold bricks with his foot: "Do you still need to share who these things belong to?"

Luo Qingqing stared at Guyue Jiaying in a daze, his cheeks blushing quickly, and he lowered his head and nodded again and again: "Sister Elder said yes."

Lucifer Lucy looked curiously at the one who also hadn't left. Bella, she knows the source of Qian Jin's gold bricks, how come this girl Magician, who normally seems to have little guts, will not be surprised to see so many gold bricks?

"Aren't you surprised? This is a gold brick for million gold coins."

Lucifer Lucy leaned closer to Bella, staring at the beautiful face under the magic hat.

Bella gently shook the head, and the big magic hat swayed again and again, which aroused Guyue Jiaying's curiosity, so many gold bricks even surprised him, why is this one the only one that should be shocked the most The girl didn't feel anything.

"Qian Jin, can create any miracle."

Bella raised her head, her eyes filled with conviction, from the moment she met him to now! When did Qian Jin not fight with his life and create a miracle? What is this gold coin compared to the other miracles he has done?

Guyue Jiaying pondered nodded, but in terms of Qian Jin's confidence, he was not as good as this little girl.

Luo Qingqing bent down and lifted a gold brick forcefully, his palm slipped a little, and the heavy gold brick fell back to the ground again, making a dull crashing sound.

Bang!

Qian Jin was bumped on the shoulder, and found that the person who was sitting on the ground hitting his shoulder was already sitting on the ground.

So anxious? Qian Jin bent down and picked up the member who was wearing Luo Trading Company clothes: "It didn't crash."

"Family Lord." The member of Luo Trading Company got up and hurriedly bowed, with an expression on his face. A little anxious.

Qian Jin's expression was stunned for a moment, Family Lord? Oh! Although I haven't officially married Luo Qingqing yet, everyone knows about it after all, I never thought I would have such a title.

"In a hurry?" Qian Jin gave his body to the side: "Business is important, you go first."

"Thank you Family Lord."

Luo Trading The Company members quickened their pace and ran to the depths of Honglu War Fort.

Qian Jin shrugged his shoulders lightly. It seemed that Luo Trading Company was really in a hurry with business, but he really didn't know anything about business and couldn't be of much help. Those gold bricks can help.

"Business..." Qian Jin chewed this familiar, but not really understood word and shook his head gently: "This, I'm afraid I really need a Qingqing Director..."

“Director Luo…Director Luo…”

The members of Luo Trading Company were stunned when they saw a lot of gold bricks under Luo Qingqing’s feet, and then shook their heads and said gasping for breath. : "Director Luo! It's not good, the caravan that went to Demon Race is in Beyond the Wall, and disappeared again..."

dōng!

Luo Qingqing just moved the gold brick It fell back to the ground again, making a dull crashing sound, and stared blankly at the subordinate who was in charge of allocating goods in Yonglu City.

Missing again? This is the second batch of caravans that the Luo Family has disappeared from Beyond the Wall! Luo Qingqing was stunned for a while, this kind of thing had never happened before.

Beyond the Wall's mounted bandit is also organized to make money. Even if the goods are plundered, they will usually be returned to some people to ask for a certain ransom for the goods.

Nowadays, the caravan disappeared twice in a short period of time, and no information was found at all, and no mounted bandit sent someone to ask for ransom. This is completely different from before.

"How could this be?" Luo Qingqing gently rubbed the aching temples and looked at Guyue Jiaying anxiously: "Elder Sister, are you looking for Qian Jin..."

Guyue Jiaying threw his hands around his chest and looked at the head with a thoughtful look on his face: "Qian Jin has gone to Blacksmith Union, don't disturb him for the time being, we'll hire a mercenary to investigate the news, and tell him when Qian Jin comes back."

Luo Qingqing sighed, the last time the caravan disappeared, a mercenary was also dispatched. As a result, after the mercenary entered Beyond the Wall, it also lost its complete trace. I am afraid that sending the mercenary now will not have much effect, but Now is really not the right time to disturb Qian Jin, at least until he returns from the Blacksmith Union.

"This is the Blacksmith Union."

Qian Jin jumped off the carriage and looked up at the modest door, a huge smithing hammer hanging directly above the door.

The inside of the gate is a sculpture, the shape is not beautiful, a strong man is shirtless, holding a huge smithing hammer in his hand and holding it high above his head, his eyes are staring at the feet that seem to burn. red pig iron.

This is?

Qian Jin stepped into the room with his feet slightly paused in the air. The sculpture in front of him was not really exquisite. But very expressive! There's a...or a hint of...

Blake great uncle swinging a hammer!

Very shallow, very shallow, very shallow, a hint of that flavor!

If I hadn't watched Blake great uncle smithing many times, and if I hadn't studied Eighteen Hammers Ascending Peak, Qian Jin wouldn't be sure that there was even a hint of the same taste.

No! It should be said... Qian Jin gestured at the glass next to the door and nods his hands and feet gracefully. It should be said that this movement is more similar to his own, and it is really far from Blake's great uncle!

Ovelan! Under the huge stone statue, a simple person's name is carved. This ordinary person may not know the name of the person, but it is very famous in the Blacksmith world!

As a Blacksmith, you may not know the name of the Zhenk Sovereign Dynasty Sovereign Emperor Your Majesty, but you must not know who Lord Ovelan is!

Ovelan? Qian Jin sucked in a breath of cold air. This is the Divine Artisan that was rumored to have appeared in the Blacksmith Union! I heard that there is a carving master in Divine Capital who carved it himself. I think this should be an imitation, right? The imitation should be good, right? It can make people feel the urge to experience the fun of forging.

The members of Blacksmith who were guarding the gate were stunned when they looked at Qian Jin in full clothes. Where did he come from? How to dress like this? Are you going to a party in the city at night? Wrong door? That's not right either! It's only been a while in the morning, so it's too early to dress like this.

Qian Jin stepped into the gate of the Blacksmith Union. The members of the Blacksmith Union who were guarding the gate finally reacted and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Qian Jin: "Sir, are you..."

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Blacksmith Union members looked at Qian Jin with peculiar eyes, ran into Blacksmith Union in this daytime outfit, what are you doing? Are you here to take over the position of President? I haven't heard the news that the President is leaving office.

"I'm here to find Mr. Yunxing Huisheng." Qian Jin bent down slightly: "Last night, Mr. Yunxing Huisheng invited me to come and sit at his old man's house today."

The hard-lipped Blacksmith Union member who was guarding the door moved twice, and it took a long time for the car to move. Because we have to meet our President, the costumes are so grand, hey! ah, youngster, I haven't seen any big scenes, this dress is a bit too grand.

“Oletta, what’s going on?”

A Blacksmith with a smithing hammer walked out from inside the Blacksmith Union. The hot air surged on his face, indicating that he had just recovered from the high temperature of Blacksmith. Left next to the stove and came.

"Lord Xianqiang." Oletta turned to the approaching Blacksmith Union Tenth Deacon, Ninth Grade Forger Xianqiang hurriedly bowed: "This young friend said that he received an invitation from President Yunxing last night."

Xianqiang rubbed his dry eyes. He didn't close his eyes for one day and one night because of a piece of equipment. I don't know if what this kid said is true. He looks like a Fighter, right? This kind of Fighter pretending to know Yunxing President does not block 800~1000 people every year.

What? Now there is a new way to meet? Dress like this? Xianqiang's face just piled up with a smile that drove people away, and his expression suddenly solidified and stiffened on his face.

"This...this is...the Cloud Star Hammer, the President's personal portable."

Xianqiang stared wide-eyed looking at the bauble hanging from Qian Jin's waist, this is Yunxing A trinket that Mr. President never leaves, it was a gift from his Respected Master when he entered the business. When Blacksmith became Forger, even Lei Guangming, Mr. President's personal disciple, did not get the Cloud Star Hammer.

Qian Jin looked down at the small hammer ornament hanging from his waist: "This is given to me by President Yunxing."

"Send..."

Xianqiang felt that his head was fiercely hit with a hammer, and all the golden stars were shining in front of his eyes. What happened last night? what happened? You are just busy fighting all night, as if something important happened?

What happened? Even the Cloud Star Hammer was given away? Xianqiang really wanted to grab Qian Jin's clothes and ask, because he was also the tenth Deacon of Blacksmith Union. Cloud Star Hammer's gift was definitely a real major event, but he didn't know what happened to Yonglu Blacksmith Union.

"I, can I go in now?"

Qian Jin stepped forward.

That's the Cloud Star Hammer! Mr. President's most precious Cloud Star Hammer, especially after the death of Mr. President's Respected Master, the Cloud Star Hammer has become one of the most important objects for Mr. President to commemorate the Respected Master!

Can this be given away? Xianqiang didn't know what to say.

Oletta looked curiously at Xianqiang's surprise, and then looked at Qian Jin's leaving back and shook his head slightly, not knowing what Lord Deacon was surprised about, or what this kid was surprised about Yes, even if the President gave him a gift, he doesn't need to dress like this, right?

Oletta chuckled and shook the head, what the youngster was wearing, what he knew was that he was here to meet the President, and those who didn't knew he thought he was here to take over the post of President today.

Qian Jin walked through the relatively long gate and immediately heard the forging and smithing of dīng dīng. The Blacksmiths in the front yard didn't pay much attention to Qian Jin. On the metal in his hand, he looked very focused.

There are different counters in the main hall of Blacksmith Union, and there are different passages next to the counters, and some signs are hung at the entrance of each passage.

Knives, swords, shields, armors, gauntlets...

In each counter sits big men with strong muscles, and there are no beautiful waitresses to place them. At the front desk, you can see at a glance that these big men still have some means in forging. I believe that when they explain and debate with others, they will be more professional and meticulous.

The big guys at the counter saw Qian Jin, and the complexion changed. Why did such a dress go to the Blacksmith Union? Makeup party?

Qian Jin felt the sight of all around strange, and tried to keep the orientation all around and gently nodded Momo, in heart secretly complaining that the vision of choosing clothes is really not very good, it is completely according to the method of the nouveau riche Here, compared to the clothes Luo Qingqing and the others chose, it was really not nearly half a day away.

"It seems that the selection of the clothes is a problem..." Qian Jin said to himself and walked faster: "I really need to rely on women to help."

After the hall was the courtyard, where dozens of Blacksmiths were waving their smithing hammers, and the dīng dīng forging was even more lively.

Qian Jin's footsteps stopped suddenly, his eyes passed through many people, and fell on a young Blacksmith in his twenties.

Blacksmith felt that someone was looking at him, looked up at Qian Jin, and was also taken aback by this exaggerated and gorgeous look.

“Lili Tott, you are messing around again! Yunxing President transferred you from the lowest No.1 Outer Court to our No.2 Outer Court because you still have some aptitude potential. Knock, be careful I'll transfer you back to No.1 Outer Court!"

Qian Jin moved towards that rough roar that was no better than Mogo's great uncle, a 1.8 m tall man , Bronze's healthy skin, sweat flowing slowly on it, showing a rough man's smell, the smithing hammer in his hand turned red, you can see how hard and serious he is when forging.

Lili Tott picked up a yellow cloth next to her hand, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and wiped the long hair that almost covered her entire cheek to the back of her head, revealing a fairly handsome face. His face, eyes like sapphire, flashed a helpless smile.

"I didn't knock." Lili Tott shrugged his shoulders innocently: "I just think that the sound of knocking sounds better..."

"Talk back!" Big guy Carrying a smithing hammer, he walked towards Lili Tott and shouted: "smithing is sacred! How can you knock it just because it sounds good? Can this make a good work?"

Lili Tott found a hemp rope He tied the wet long hair at the back of his head, with a childlike smile on his face, and muttered in a low voice: "Then I fight like that sometimes, and I can fight better than you."

"What did you say?" The big man plucked his ears hard: "What did you just say? I taught you for your own good. You messed up just now, and now you have developed a bad habit. saint tool , suddenly a bad habit is committed again, it is very likely that a hammer will destroy a saint tool, you know? Especially the last two hammers you just lifted, how can you only lift half the height?"

"Also, the speed at which you dropped the hammer just now..."

"That's right! Tott's bad habits were all learned at No.1 Outer Court."

"If these bad habits don't change, it will always be impossible for him to enter the No.3 Outer Court and become a real Forger."

"Yunxing President is just too kind, seeing him as an orphan, he was transferred to our No.3 Outer Court. 2 Outer Court..."

"He's like this, it's impossible to become a Forger all his life."

The smithing people stopped forging in their hands and used what Lili Tott could hear. The volume is whispering to each other, and more jealousy and envy are revealed in the eyes.

Lili Tott was the only student who was personally named by Mr. Yunxing President from No.1 Outer Court and transferred to No.2 Outer Court these years! Fortunately, he has the habit of dishonest forging.

"Lili Tott, look at everyone..." The big man looked sad: "Everyone is sad for you."

Sad? Lili Tott bit his lip lightly, and stubbornly looked down at the soil under his feet, without making any arguments, that kind of forging is the happiest and most comfortable.

"I said, a few..." Qian Jin opened his mouth to break the deadlock of silence. His gorgeous costumes immediately caught everyone's attention, and there were even a few mocking sneers.

"It's the same as going to a party."

"You don't have to dress like this for a party, right?"

"Look at that dress, it looks like a country People suddenly have the taste of money."

"Yeah! This clothes is so tasteless."

Qian Jin looked down at the clothes, and in his heart secretly laughed: You are lucky Yes, I just happened to hear you. If Mogo Woxon great uncle hears you say that he has bad taste, he will probably be furious on the spot and dismantle these people's bones.

Yes! Qian Jin touched the tip of his nose. Although he couldn't agree with Mogo Woxon great uncle's taste in clothing, he was wearing the clothes that the President helped to choose.

"I think the number of times this Blacksmith forging just now..." Qian Jin pondered for a second under everyone's gaze: "It's much better than the one he forging before."

Dozens of Blacksmiths looked at Qian Jin with staggered eyes and sneered disdainfully. This person who was dressed to go to a makeup party, obviously not from the Blacksmith Union, came to speak to Lili Tott? He thought that if he put on old-fashioned costumes, his words would have weight?

"Continue to enjoy the fun of forging." Qian Jin patted Lili Tott's shoulder: "I think President Yunxing transferred you here from outside because you can enjoy the fun of forging."

Sneering, surrounded by sneers, Lili Tott flabbergasted looked at Qian Jin, this youngster who looked younger than himself, actually spoke in an older generation tone, he heard it but would not be disgusted, It has several points of moving, which is really weird.

"Forging in full clothes..." Qian Jin looked down at his clothes, couldn't help but frowned and sighed, and stopped talking to others, raised his hand to pick up a smithing hammer on the ground and weighed it in his hand. After a few moments, head straight to Lili Tott's forging stand.

The Blacksmiths stared at Qian Jin flabbergasted, what does this kid want to do? smithing? Does he also smithing? And also wearing a smithing like a gift wrap? Who does he think he is? Forger? Or Forge Master? How dare you dress like this to forging.

Qian Jin gently pulled the bellows with one hand and adjusted the intensity of the flames. Since he was here to take over as Blacksmith Union President, why should he show his hands? There is no difference between Blacksmith's circle and Fighter's circle. If you are big, if you have a strong enough ability, you will be recognized.

Qian Jin threw a few more pieces of charcoal into the stove, adjusted the temperature of the flame again, and secretly determined in his heart that the reason why Yunxing President asked himself to come instead of picking him up was obviously to make himself To be able to perform, the position of President's inheritance, Yunxing President can be achieved, but the position of inheritance in the hearts of the people needs to be fought for by the Inheritor himself.

The flames in the stove were getting stronger and stronger. Qian Jin picked up the iron pliers at hand and took out the red-hot iron embryos. The hammer in his hand made a gust of wind and smashed it hard. On the red-hot iron embryo.

The sound of metal collisions is deafening, and the dazzling and brilliant sparks are like chrysanthemums that are in full bloom. The embryo is like a sponge full of water. When it is pressed by a strong pressure, it sprays water, but this time it sprays red sparks.

dōng! dōng! dong...

The series of beating sounds were like a series of drums beating. The Blacksmiths stared blankly at Qian Jin. When the iron embryo was pulled out of the fire, iron tongs were used, but the time after that was not using iron tongs at all, but a hammer in each of the left and right hands, playing the flying iron embryo like a ball?

The reddish iron embryo fluttered up and down between the two hammers, like a beautiful butterfly, flying back and forth between the two insect nets, but was not caught.

"This..."

Xianqiang stood at the gate of the courtyard, staring blankly at Qian Jin next to the Blacksmith stove, what's the situation! I wanted to catch up with him and ask what was going on, how could I see him smithing here? Moreover, not using iron pliers? Is it just two hammers playing?

What does this mean? Xianqiang watched Qian Jin's performance swallowed saliva again and again. He was a strong Forger anyway, but he couldn't do this weird forging method. This is not smithing anymore! Call it art? Or is he juggling? Or should I say, this is the new realm?

Xianqiang blinked his eyes hard, and suddenly found that he could not see the forging station clearly. He seemed to have hallucinations. He felt that he was not watching youngster smithing, but Yunxing President forging. No! It's like that stone carving on the doorway, it's... it's alive!

The small forging table, with two very ordinary smithing hammers flying up and down, was originally a somewhat funny costume, but now coupled with the imposing manner of Qian Jin's body, it gives people a difficult Description of Master aura.

Qian Jin is not fast! Xianqiang is confident that he can clearly see the trajectory of each hammer, but he can always press the beaten iron embryo back to the forging stage.

Xianqiang believes that it is possible to block the bouncing iron embryo, even if it is replaced by himself, but the force on the iron embryo after the bounce will change, so the force of the smithing hammer pressing down must be changed, and It is not difficult to change to the time when the iron embryo is just pressed down, as required.

A hammer? Xianqiang shook his head in thought. As long as the iron embryo bounces, he can't control the strength of his hammer. This youngster seems to be well controlled. Where did he come from? Is it Chief Union? Or is it a recipe secretly collected by Yunxing President?

Probably! Xianqiang is nodded, and this is the only possibility! Otherwise there's no way to explain why the Cloud Star Hammer is on this guy.

clang!

The last metal collision sounded, and the iron embryo was firmly pressed back to the forging stage by the smithing hammer. Xianqiang subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. It is not the sweat produced by the body caused by the high temperature, but the cold sweat! A real cold sweat!

Zero...Zero mistakes!

Xianqiang is far stronger than the surrounding Blacksmiths, this just seems to be really zero mistakes! and! What happened to the hallucination just now? Why do I feel like this youngster looks like Ovelan Divine Artisan?

"Iron...Iron Essence..."

Blacksmith, who first taught Lili Tott a lesson, stared blankly at the piece of metal hammered by Qian Jin, and cried out his own hearing ability.

The Blacksmiths onlookers didn't seem to hear the shocking news, and still stared at Qian Jin, as if drunk and stupefied, the way of forging is indescribable Attractive charm, people unconsciously fall into it.

Iron Essence! Xianqiang's body was shaken, how could he smash Iron Essence out of such a forging method? Is this too harsh? How old is he? Am I just an idiot? Didn't President Yunxing say that I still have innate talent?

Qian Jin looked back at Lili Tott: "What did you feel just now?"

Lili Tott's eyes were shining like stars in the night sky: "It's very interesting! Very happy, very Have an imposing manner! Like... It's like listening to a concert. ”

Qian Jin raised the hammer in his hand, and suddenly hit the Iron Essence again, shaking the whole Iron Essence high.

Lili Tott's shining eyes fell into He pondered, resting his chin in his hand, in serious contemplation, one minute, two minutes, 3 minutes, ten minutes, half an hour...

Qian Jin was standing beside the crackling flames of ignition and waiting , Xianqiang looked at Qian Jin in puzzlement, what did that mean, why did he knock a hammer and then it didn't move?

The surrounding Blacksmiths were also puzzled, and everyone waited qui