Lingtai Xianyuan

Chapter 167 (Subscription)

Yang Chen glanced at the opposite chair and said, "There are 32 of you here, and I will single out 32 of you. I will build a weapon here. The 32 of you can work together. As long as someone makes a weapon Higher grade than me...

Do not!
As long as it is at the same level as the weapon I made, I will lose.

The competition needs to show the appearance of a competition. We are the battle of the pinnacle of weapon divisions, so let them compare the highest quality weapons.Mr. Yagyu, do you think so? "

Liu Shengjing looked at Yang Chen slightly, and his evaluation of Yang Chen suddenly rose a level in his heart.However, I also knew in my heart that my plan went bankrupt.

Although he didn't think that Yang Chen's forging skills surpassed his own, but for safety's sake, he proposed to win two out of three battles.Because he knew that even if Yang Chen really hid his strength, he won a victory.Tie Zhan and Xia Jie will also lose to the Yagyu family.

However, this plan is no longer available.

Yang Chen has already said that this is a pinnacle battle, and he said that he singled out a group of them with a heroic look. If he insists on winning two of the three battles, it will be to set off Yang Chen.And it may not be possible to carry out its own plan.

I said before that everyone negotiates, as long as Yang Chen disagrees, it will not be possible to win two out of three battles.

and……

Already standing in the arena, why can't we not compete because we can't negotiate together?
Liu Shengjing stood up, walked steadily in front of his own thunder, looked at Yang Chen who was standing opposite, and said with a faint smile:

"If you want a pinnacle battle, then fight!"

At this moment, Liu Shengjing, who was slightly hunched, suddenly straightened his waist, and his temperament became different, like a sword drawn out of its sheath.

Yang Chen nodded, and didn't even ask who was playing, as if who played and how many people played had nothing to do with him.

"Crack!"

When Yang Chen pressed the button, the fire started to burn.

"Whoa..."

Yang Chen picked up the sledgehammer and swiped on the forging table, and then pulled the iron blank on the forging table into the furnace.On the opposite side, Liu Shengjing also lit the fire and put the iron embryo into the fire.

crackle crackle...

There was a crackling sound from the burning iron embryo in the furnace, Yang Chen and Liu Shengjing were both motionless, like two static statues.Flames rose, staining one side of their faces red.

but……

It was this statue-like silence that made the nearly 4 people present feel a sense of tension. The entire stadium was silent, and nearly [-] pairs of eyes focused on Liu Shengjing and Yang Chen...

Oh……

It should be said that more than 3 pairs of eyes converged on Yang Chen's body, and thousands of pairs of eyes patrolled the two people back and forth, only a few eyes converged on Liu Shengjing's body.

It is really……

Yang Chen is so handsome!
And it's so cool to wear that leather suit!

Who makes most of the audience in the stadium are young people!Especially those young girls, looking at Yang Chen's just standing still, it's like a rock concert, the shape before the music bursts, waiting for the moment the music starts, to move!

Their hearts were beating violently, and their cheeks were gradually flushing.

The gym is getting quieter.He seemed to be holding his breath.

Liu Shengjing and Yang Chen moved almost at the same time, and used the tongs to pinch out the iron embryo.The two held the giant hammer at the same time.

Not bad!

They are all giant hammers!

A heavy hammer is nothing to a warrior like Liu Shengjing.

"when……"

The two raised the sledgehammer at the same time and struck down hard.

"what……"

The boys and girls who had been holding back for a long time let out screams.

"Dangdangdang..."

Yang Chen's leather jacket perfectly reflected his figure, and he was full of strength when he swung the giant hammer.

It was at this moment that the visual impact caused the emotions of those boys and girls to burst in their hearts, and they couldn't help but let out loud screams.

"Dangdangdang..."

The thousands of spectators who were looking back and forth between the two of them also fixed their eyes on Yang Chen.

Because Liu Shengjing's movements are well-regulated, just like a blacksmith, full of strength.

"Dangdangdang..."

Huge roars sounded continuously, but without the slightest sense of noise, like heavy metal music. I don't know which section of the stands stood up first, clapped their hands and stamped their feet with the sound of the giant hammer in Yang Chen's hand, and then is more and more.

"Dangdangdang..."

Liu Shengjing's expression was a bit ferocious, and at first his expression was also very pretentious, just like Yang Chen's.It's just an old man pretending to be masculine, and a sunny youth pretending to be masculine, and that young man is too handsome and dressed too coolly, which one will the audience look at?
But Liu Shengjing doesn't care about these, what he cares about is winning!
And he firmly believes that he can win!
He has already watched the video uploaded by Yang Chen, that is to say, he can create a real high-quality weapon only after he can create a weapon that reaches the top-grade quality in front of him.

So, when I saw the last line on that video:

Do you dare to come?

Here he is!

Since you are sure you can win, why don't you come?
While swinging the hammer, he was able to watch Yang Chen forging the iron.While I couldn't help admiring in my heart, my greed became stronger.

"It's such a wonderful hammering method! It's a pity that this kind of hammering method is left in the hands of that little bastard. Only by staying in our Yagyu family can it release its incomparable brilliance."

but……

Gradually his face changed, he found that his rhythm of blacksmithing was affected, influenced by Yang Chen's iron hammering method, the sound of Yang Chen's iron striking was really too auditory, the rhythm made him feel The person who hears it is excited, and even the frequency of your heart beating and breathing must follow the rhythm of that sound.

this is too scary!

You must know that every blacksmith has his own rhythm, whether it is a good blacksmith or a bad blacksmith, they have formed a kind of inertia after years of blacksmithing, and this inertia is their rhythm of blacksmithing.Only in one's own rhythm can one create one's most ideal and peak weapon.Once the rhythm is messed up, the quality of the weapon made will drop, and it will even be turned into a piece of scrap iron.

"No! You can't watch Yang Chen strike iron anymore. Watch with your eyes and listen with your ears, and you will be completely in his rhythm."

Liu Shengjing didn't dare to watch Yang Chen forging, but focused on her forging.However, he found that although his eyes stopped looking, his ears were still receiving a strong impact, his blood was still boiling, and his heartbeat and breathing rate began to become disordered.

He began to work hard to control his rhythm!

Very hard!
So the look on his face became ferocious, but he was worthy of being a great warrior, and he was also worthy of being the best blacksmith. Although it was difficult, he still controlled his rhythm.

Yang Chen raised his eyes and glanced at the forging platform opposite, and he was certain in his heart that this Liu Shengjing could indeed forge high-grade high-quality weapons.

"Then I'll build a famous weapon! Forget about the treasure, don't let the technology weapon company have too much fear. Everything will wait until I establish the Weapon Masters Association."

"Dangdangdang..." This was the voice of Yang Chen striking iron.

"Tread..." This is the sound of the audience stomping their feet.

"Papa..." This is the sound of applause from the audience.

The entire stadium is like a grand rock concert, and the audience is mesmerized by the interaction.

Of course, there are also those who remain calm, such as the representatives of various countries and the bosses of major companies. Their eyes repeatedly swept over the faces of Yang Chen and Liu Shengjing. shape, so they couldn't tell which of the two played at a higher level.However, they could see a clue from their expressions.

Yang Chen looked calm, while Liu Shengjing looked ferocious.

"How do you feel that Liu Shengjing is going to lose!" The representatives of various countries and the company boss whispered.

"Perhaps, the ferocious facial expression is the characteristic of the Yagyu family's blacksmithing!"

"Don't talk nonsense, last time in the capital, I didn't see Liu Shengyun's grim expression."

"Yes, but what if it's just Liu Shengjing's personal style?"

"I can't chat anymore!"

"Actually, no matter who wins or loses between two people, it cannot change that technology is the mainstream of weapons."

"That's right! Only technology can make weapons mass-produced, and only technology can make weapons better and better.

blacksmith?

The output is not good, and the quality is not good.

This weapon is only for those nostalgic people, as a collection.Do you really want to take them to the battlefield and seek death?hehe……"

"hehe"

Young audiences are enthusiastic, representatives from various countries and company bosses are disdainful, but what about those blacksmiths from various countries?
Excited, excited, even orgasmed...

They are all real blacksmiths, immersed in this line for many years, and even passed down from generation to generation.They are not those young people, nor are they the representatives of various countries and the bosses of technology companies. What those people watch is the excitement, and only what they watch is the way.

At this time, they have all stood up, and the fanaticism in their hearts is no less than that of the applauding audience, but the reason for the fanaticism is different.

Those audiences felt the joy of rock and roll and the impact of heavy metal from Yang Chen's blacksmithing.And their fanaticism comes from the shock of the soul.

Not bad!

It is the shock of the soul!
"Iron! Can you still fight like this?"

"That power, that trajectory..."

"That Shen Yun!"

"What did I see?"

"Did I see the master craftsman?"

"Is it the legendary craftsman?"

They looked at Yang Chen frantically, not daring to blink their eyes, for fear of missing the slightest movement.

"nice!"

"So beautiful!"

"No wonder some people say that when all professions reach their peak, they are a kind of beauty! The ultimate beauty!"

"The technique is close to Tao!"

Shaping.

Quenched.

open front.

Yang Chen gently placed a famous sword on the forging platform, and looked towards Liu Shengjing opposite.Liu Shengjing is starting.At this time, the entire gymnasium was silent, only Liu Shengjing's voice could be heard.

At this time, Liu Shengjing no longer underestimated Yang Chen, he had already devoted all his attention to making weapons.In his eyes, at this moment, there is only the weapon polished in his hand, forgetting the time, location, and opponent.

"Chong!"

Liu Shengjing raised his long sword, looking at the long sword he made by himself in his hand, his eyes showed satisfaction.

Under the pressure from the opponent, not only did he not fail, but he performed at a super level.

This sword already has the shadow of a famous weapon!

He raised his head, looked at Yang Chen, moved his eyes down, and looked at the sword lying on the ring, his eyes just shrank and blurted out.

"Famous!"

Yang Chen smiled and said nothing!

"Excuse me, gentlemen, have you finished building weapons?"

At this time, the host came up and asked the two people with a smile.

"Yes!" Yang Chen smiled and nodded.

"Yes!"

Liu Shengjing's face was a bit ugly, but based on his visual inspection, he was still a little uncertain about the grade of the weapon Yang Chen built.And he was extremely unwilling to believe that Yang Chen could forge a famous weapon.

How old is Yang Chen?
It's only been a few days of ironing?

How could it be possible to create a famous instrument?
"Okay, I invite sword testers!"

Two warriors came up, and the host's voice sounded: "Everyone, these two are ninth-level warriors. One is called Ge Ping and the other is Wang Nan. Their information can be found on the Internet. Wang Nan held the long sword made by Mr. Liu Sheng, and Ge Ping held the long sword made by Mr. Yang, and the two of them slashed at each other, so that they could intuitively see which of the two swords was of better quality and higher grade.

Two sword testers, please! "

Ge Ping walked towards Yang Chen, Wang Nan walked towards Liu Shengjing, each bowed their hands to Yang Chen and Liu Shengjing, and Yang Chen and Liu Shengjing also bowed their hands in return.Then the two each picked up the long swords on the forging platform, came to the front of the ring, and stood facing each other.

"Two sword testers, are you ready?" the host asked loudly.

Ge Ping and Wang Nan nodded, and then looked at each other intently.

"Everyone, the most tense moment is coming. Is the weapon made by Yang Chen of our country stronger, or the weapon made by Mr. Liu Sheng of Wa country?

As long as the two sword testers slash and pierce each other, the result will be presented in front of the audience. "

The audience couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter, and the host's expression became serious again:

"Then, let us witness together now. Everyone count down with me."

"five!"

Countless audiences were aroused with excitement and shouted together.

"Four, three, two, one!"

The boiling stands fell silent instantly, nearly [-] pairs of eyes focused on the two sword testers, and they even held their breath.

"Start!" The host shouted like a thunderbolt.

"when!"

Ge Ping and Wang Nan held their swords in both hands and slashed at each other fiercely.The two swords collided in the air, making a huge metal impact sound, and a bright light flew out obliquely.

"Clang clang..."

The long sword in Wang Nan's hand was cut off, and half of the blade fell to the ground.

The gymnasium was silent, but even the host was stunned.Everyone thought that one of the two swords would win, but they never thought that one sword would be cut off by the other.

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(End of this chapter)