The System Made Me a Fool

　　"Its tactics are sturdy and unusual, focusing on breaking through the five with force, skillful, and possessing the supreme momentum of sinking mountains and reclaiming the sea, but also has subtle details in subtleties.

　　Combining this masculine technique with the feminine inner strength of the Sunflower Collection, we can achieve the wonderful fusion of yin and yang and make up for the original shortcomings!"

　　Yan Ge was overjoyed: "Okay, that's great! Kuijiang, you must study hard with Master Gui Zhen. If you can win the championship this time, I will enshrine you as an enshrined in the big family and enjoy high status and honor!"

　　Kuijiang was of medium height, with clear eyes and a clear face. On the surface, he did not look like a eunuch but a little book boy.

　　He kept kowtowing gratefully and said, "Your Majesty has given enough favors to the servants, and the servants will be satisfied as long as they can be loyal to His Majesty!"

　　So from that day onwards, Kuijiang followed Gui Zhen to learn the techniques of Emperor Tian's Six Slashes.

　　The day before the final, hundreds of craftsmen finally completed the final step of the vast sword training process! This sword may be the most complicated and labor-intensive sword in history.

　　In order to achieve the most perfect refining effect, the craftsmen did not use the new blast furnace steelmaking method that has been popularized by Dawei, but used the most primitive craftsmanship.

　　Every piece of precious metal and gemstone has undergone countless forging and tempering by craftsmen, and finally the most essential part left is integrated into the sword body.

　　Therefore, this sword that came from three feet in the field actually incorporates countless high-quality raw materials, and these raw materials can almost make thousands of top-quality swords.

　　When the furnace was opened, Yan Ge personally came to watch it, and everyone nervously waited for the moment when the furnace was opened. What kind of light the sword emitted at that time symbolized the quality of the sword.

　　Just when a craftsman was about to open the furnace, Yan Ge suddenly said, "Hold on."

　　Yan Ge remembered a fairy tale.

　　It is said that there were able generals in ancient times, and the two blacksmiths Mo Xie were a couple.

　　Mo Xie then jumped into the furnace, the gold and stone melted, and two handed down divine swords were forged.

　　No matter how good the materials and craftsmanship are, this sword in front of you is still a mortal body. How could it compare to the divine swords that those flying immortals cast from the bodies of wild beasts? But the reason why people are human is because Their supreme courage and glory, as well as their great spirit of sacrifice, only when these are integrated into the process of sword casting, can a peerless sword be forged.

　　Yan Ge shouted loudly: "This sword needs to be sacrificed! Those who are willing to throw themselves into the smelting furnace and sacrifice the sword with their bodies will be sealed as county magistrates, and their wives and children will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold, and future generations will enjoy this title forever!"

　　Everyone's eyes were red.

　　In the Great Wei Dynasty, holding any title, even the lowest county male, can enjoy incomparable privileges and preferential treatment. That is definitely a matter of honoring the ancestors! It's not easy, these ordinary craftsmen don't even think about it under normal circumstances.

　　Is anyone willing to pay the price of their own lives for the eternal happiness of future generations? The answer is yes.

　　Three men came out from the line of craftsmen, two of them with trembling legs, almost unsteady, apparently determined in great fear.

　　But one of them was poised and his face was like a lake.

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Chapter 162 So Good

　　Yan Ge asked in surprise, "Aren't you afraid?"

　　The man smiled and said, "I've always wanted to become a peerless sword, and now being able to serve the sword with my body is already my best destination.

　　I have no children, no daughters, no wives, and neither of my parents are alive, so it can be regarded as saving your Majesty the position of a viscount."

　　Immediately he climbed onto the smelting furnace and jumped in decisively.

　　Seeing the first person jumped in first, the other two also gritted their teeth and jumped in.

　　When the last man jumped in, the smelting furnace suddenly shook violently, as if an angry beast was rampaging in it and could not get out.

　　The other craftsmen next to him tried to lift the lid, but found that the lid seemed to be sealed by someone and could not be opened no matter what.

　　When everyone was helpless, the one-year-old craftsman said: "Your Majesty, please drop the blood essence into the furnace, and the furnace can be opened."

　　Ren Yingying heard angrily and said, "Shut up, how precious is your majesty's dragon body, how can you give blood to someone at will to take this person down!"

　　The older craftsman said in panic: "My lord, please calm down. The lid of the furnace cannot be opened, which means that the sword in the furnace is too powerful to be suppressed. According to the classics, in this case, it requires the blood of a supernatural person or a supreme figure to suppress it."

　　Yan Ge heard it and said, "It's okay, so what if I let out a little blood?"

　　He cut his palm, and a few drops of blood flowed into the furnace.

　　The amazing thing is that the vibrating smelting furnace actually immediately after getting Yan Ge's blood.

　　It calmed down, and there was no movement for a long time.

　　A craftsman tried to lift the lid of the furnace, and in an instant, red light and purple gas rose from the furnace, and it took a long time to dissipate.

　　I saw a strange-colored sword lying on the bottom of the furnace.

　　The craftsman tried to pick up the sword, but as soon as he touched it, the sword rose into the air and plunged straight into the ground in front of Yan Ge, piercing a crack in the ground and steaming with heat.

　　Everyone immediately fell to their knees: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the Divine Sword is cast."

　　Yan Ge said: "This sword is made of the blood of three craftsmen and me. It represents the flesh and soul dedicated by human craftsmen for the ultimate swordsmanship. I named it the blood sacrifice sword!"

　　The final day of the No. [-] Martial Arts Club in the world has finally arrived! The No. [-] Martial Arts Club in the world, which lasted for many days, has attracted the attention of almost everyone in the world.

　　Whether you are practicing martial arts or cultivating texts, going south or going north, they all pay enough attention to martial arts.

　　After all, "the first in the world"

　　The title is too eye-catching.

　　Countless literati wrote poems and poems about it, pubs and teahouses from all over the world were talking about this grand event, and storytellers spit out the wonderful battles in the game.

　　Yan Ge came to the arena early and sat beside Mo Xuan.

　　"Miss."

　　Yan Ge deliberately bowed politely.

　　Mo Xuan's ears reddened, knowing that she lost her bet, and thinking that she was going to dance in front of strangers, she felt embarrassed.

　　But her natural arrogance could not allow herself to break her promise, so she raised her head and said, "If I lose, I lose, don't be shy here.

　　I will keep my promise, as long as you have the courage to come to our Mo residence, I will dance for you!"

　　She said so, with the last hope in her heart.

　　His father, Mo Changmao, is very famous. Although he is no longer the one... the king of Shu who guards one side and is a powerful king, he must still have some deterrent power to such ordinary officials of the court. Maybe Yan Ge would not dare to come to the door. But how could Yan Ge care? This, he immediately said with a smile: "It's so good, I'll definitely come to visit you someday."

　　In the arena, General Guide Li Jing announced the competition system for the finals, which will be carried out in the form of wheel battles. First, two people will fight, the loser will go to the ring, and the winner will accept the challenge of the other.

　　The loser can continue to challenge in the next round.

　　This cycle repeats, until one person can't continue to withdraw, then it becomes a two-person battle! This competition system can be said to be very cruel, and even a bit endless, and one of them must be exhausted or injured to withdraw before entering the final two. People duel.

　　But this kind of wrestling is precisely what curators like to watch, and the competition is extremely intense.

　　After Li Jing announced the way of the game, Jianshuang, who was taciturn, suddenly raised his hand to signal that he wanted to speak.

　　After getting permission from Li Jing, Jianshuang said, "I want to quit the competition."

　　There was an uproar in the audience, and Li Jing asked the reason in surprise.

　　Jianshuang: "I'm in a hurry, let's go first."

　　After saying that, he turned around and left.

　　Li Jing laughed twice, but he didn't know what to do. He really didn't expect that Jian Shuang would retire in such a big game without even explaining the reason, so he just walked away neatly.

　　Yan Ge in the stands looked at Jian Shuang's leaving back thoughtfully.

　　This woman is not easy.

　　He is really curious about how strong Jianshuang is, and also curious about what kind of face is under the veil of Jianshuang, what is the purpose of participating in this legendary hidden sect, the successor of Jianzong, and why? And leaving can only be revealed when there is a chance in the future.

　　Jianshuang's withdrawal directly led Kuijiang to enter the finals and booked the top two seats.

　　This Dongchang master, who doesn't seem to be particularly strong, encountered a bye along the way, and his opponent was heavy.

　　Injuries, opponents withdrew from the competition, and all sorts of fortunate things, they actually easily won a ranking that a master like Zhengdao Shuangjiao could not achieve.

　　The audience booed.

　　"Don't compare, you're not a match for Gong Qingsheng, let's go!"

　　"Your luck has come to an end. If you compare it further, you will be severely injured by Gong Qingsheng!"

　　Even the righteous people who hated the Demon Sect sighed, and none of them were optimistic that Kuijiang could defeat Gong Qingsheng.

　　On the ring, Gong Qingsheng took out a golden silkworm fan and wore a purple python-patterned gown.

　　On the other hand, Kuijiang had a long sword on his back, his short stature seemed a little out of tune with the big sword, and his immature face was completely incomparable with Gong Qingsheng.

　　Gong Qingsheng said loudly, "My lords, the common people, the heroes of the world, today I will represent the Demon Sect and step on the throne of the number one in the world.

　　From now on, my demon sect will not hide its head and show its tail, but will participate in the affairs of the rivers and lakes in an upright manner!"

　　Ordinary people don't know the difference between the demon religion and the right way. Seeing Gongqingsheng's pride, they applauded him enthusiastically.

　　Only the righteous people gritted their teeth: "Bah, their demon sect uses human blood to practice exercises, uses virgins as a cauldron, and acts recklessly, and they even want to return to the world in an upright manner."

　　No matter what everyone thinks of Gongqingsheng, this showdown seems to be over before it begins, and the ending of Kuijiang's defeat seems to have already been written.

　　Kuijiang took off the big sword on his back, twitched his delicate eyebrows, and said solemnly: "You are wrong, Gong Qingsheng, the emperor is the number one person in the world, the title of the number one master in the world, we are also slaves. To fight for the emperor!"

　　He drew his sword out of the scabbard, and the field was suddenly enveloped by a red light, and the air became: hot! Gong Qingsheng's pupils dilated, staring at the big sword in Kuijiang's hand, his pupils suddenly dilated: "You have such a magical weapon!"

　　Kuijiang proudly said: "The sword name sacrifices blood!"

　　After the initial surprise, Gong Qingsheng calmed down, shook his fan, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty has deliberately made an artifact for you, it is really a great grace from the emperor.

　　It's a pity that with your kung fu, you still can't unleash the full power of this divine weapon!"

　　He suddenly closed the fan, the golden silkworm fan condensed into a golden light, and hit Kuijiang in a straight line, and Kuijiang raised the blood sacrifice sword in his hand to block the fan.

　　The golden light intersected with the red light of the Blood Sacrifice Sword, and with a bang, the fan was actually in the air: it spread out again in the air, forming dozens of blade-like blades.

　　The fan blades drifted toward the Kwai River like catkins in the wind, and the scene was spectacular.

　　Kuijiang knew that this fan leaf looked soft, and if any one got on it, it would be seriously injured.

　　So the blood sacrifice sword in his hand was full of blood, his body flashed, and he quickly danced in the air, knocking the fan blades into the air one by one.

　　The essence of the Sunflower Collection is extreme speed, so Kuijiang's figure wanders back and forth in the willow-like fan blades, blocking each fan blade with precision.

　　But gradually, Kuijiang was surprised to discover that each fan blade was not only extremely sharp, but also attached to a domineering and tyrannical internal force, which caused him to spend a little more internal force if he didn't shoot one.

　　When the last fan blade was reached, Kuijiang used almost all of his inner strength before looking to open the fan blade.

　　Kuijiang fell back to the ground, beads of sweat fell on his forehead, and he was panting.

　　On the other hand, Gong Qingsheng on the other side was still as graceful as jade, and judged.