Huadu Superb Mad Doctor

Chapter 951 Ye Xiao's anger is an extreme performance of pretending to be X

"What is Ye Xiao doing here? The cold iron on the bottom of the sea hasn't melted yet, so why did it stop melting!"

"Hmph, there are only two situations. The first is that his true energy is consumed too much to support such a fierce stove fire, and he gave up halfway to make such a joke. The second situation is that he doesn't know the art of casting at all!"

Someone said in a cold voice.

A middle-aged man brightened his eyes and said slowly: "Maybe there is a third situation"

"Who are you?" A woman seemed to have thought of something, her eyes were wide open, she couldn't believe it, and she shook her head immediately: "Impossible, no one can do it!"

Ye Xiao's approach naturally attracted the attention of other foundry masters. Some sneered with disdain, while others were full of doubts.

swish swish
At this time, other foundry masters also melted the seabed cold iron one after another, and the melted iron flowed quickly along the casting table into the mold.

These models have knives, swords, and guns
Variety.

These are the things they are best at casting, and they have made an agreement with Global Baixiaosheng in advance.

This link may seem simple, but it is actually the most difficult.

Because a sword and a knife have requirements for their weight, size, and sharpness. The length is the best, the weight is the most suitable, and the sharpness is the sharpest.

One inch more is too long, and one inch less is too short.

So is the weight sharpness.

But it is almost impossible to achieve this perfect state. One more drop of molten iron will increase the weight, and one less drop of molten iron will reduce the weight.

Adding weight will reduce the sharpness, reducing it will increase the sharpness.

This also affects the size of the weapon.

Therefore, the control of the amount of molten iron should be as perfect as possible, approaching that perfect range.

Although it is very difficult to achieve this perfect state, a casting master with high experience and technology can make as many as possible, not much more.

Less, not less.

So every foundry master is staring at the mold in front of him at this moment, estimating the amount of molten iron in his heart, not daring to be careless.

Strict control with special props.

It is possible that one drop more or one less will affect the quality of a weapon.

It will end up being a complete failure.

As the molten iron continued to flow into the mold, a handle of treasures began to look tall, but it looked very rough, and it took time for the molten iron to solidify.

His eyes swept over Ye Xiao, but he was leaning on the shelf of the casting table to drink, it seemed that he had drunk too much, his eyes were blurred and his body was shaking a little.

The molten iron in front of him was flowing quickly, giving it the feeling of being done in one go.

Instantly formed the shape of a sword.

Non-stop steaming and hot bubbles.

'Fuck, this Ye Xiao is really good at pretending. From the moment when he stopped melting the cold iron from the seabed just now, and now he doesn't care about the molten iron flowing into the mold. A perfect weapon! '

"Yes, it's too arrogant. Who does he think he is? Haven't you seen so many casting masters carefully and honestly using props to calculate how much molten iron is needed? I guess no one can do this kind of technology, Ridiculous!"

"Hmph, I admit that his stove fire is very powerful, but what does this mean? In this part, he will definitely be defeated. I reckon that it may end up being just an ordinary sword. What a waste of such a good sword. Cold iron under the sea!"

"How crazy it is now, how embarrassing it will be in a while, I really can't wait!"

Ye Xiao seemed to have never heard of everyone's discussion, but there was a fire burning in his heart, and no one liked to hear endless sarcasm and ridicule.

So he has to play X as much as possible to fight back.

Let them slap themselves in the face.

That's cool, that's fun.

Right now he is as crazy as he can be.

The big figures on the rostrum didn't speak, they were just watching quietly, while Hong Renxuan was muttering with the disciples of the Hong family, all kinds of sarcasm and sarcasm.

Soon, basically all the molds of the foundry masters have been formed, and the temperature is also dropping.

At this time, the level of the foundry master can be seen roughly.

Although some foundry molds are lifelike, their surfaces are uneven, which means that there is less molten iron.

There are also too many edges and corners and too many burrs, which are caused by too much molten iron.

There are also some issues such as missing corners and cracks.

And Master Liu, Master Yang, Master Xu, the most famous casters' molds, are as smooth and flat as a mirror.

Although there are also subtle dents and burrs.

But much less.

At this time, the sound of bang bang bang sounded, and everyone followed the sound, only to see Ye Xiao was opening the mold and taking out the prototype of the sword inside.

Immediately, the cold light flickered, shining brightly under the sunlight.

From the perspective of the naked eye, it is difficult to find pits and burrs on it, let alone big problems such as missing corners.

No matter how big their opinions on Ye Xiao were, those who saw Ye Xiao's displeasure had nothing to say, they could only scream in amazement.

"Oh my God, he really did it. He predicted in advance how much cold iron on the seabed would need to be melted, and then flowed down the river in one go. The prototype of a nearly perfect weapon first appeared. Why do I feel like I want to kneel down and watch!"

"Yes, why do I have an illusion, it seems that the one standing there is not Ye Xiao, but a top master in the foundry world, let me worship at the top!"

Some neutral viewers have already been conquered by Ye Xiao, and they praised Ye Xiao greatly.

And those diehards are still unyielding.

"Hmph, so what if the prototype of the weapon is perfect? ​​Everyone knows that these two links are only casting the shape of the weapon. A top-notch weapon has a spirit and a soul. This is the most important thing. So now It's too early to draw conclusions!"

"That's right, it's just a sharp sword at best, if it can't gather spirit, it's just a show, useless!"

But no matter how noisy they are, their voices are getting smaller and smaller. They know very well that they can do these two links so perfectly.

It proves that Ye Xiao definitely has a few brushes, even if he can't win the championship.

And definitely not too bad.

What they said was just to save face for the Hong family.

The dignified expressions of Master Liu, Master Yang and other foundry masters have already shown everything, so there is no need for too much doubt.

I don't know when, the entire foundry square has been quiet, only the sound of the foundry master trimming the prototype of the weapon.

They're deburring and patching up pits.

This is a very time-consuming job, and Ye Xiao naturally has the most leisure time. He waved his hand in a bored manner to the two girls serving him on the sidelines, and shouted loudly: "Go, get me some food and wine, I will I’m hungry, and I’m so uncomfortable standing up, move me a stool, squeeze my shoulders and beat my legs!”

With one sentence, the audience was stunned, and their expressions were extremely exciting.

(End of this chapter)