I did one thing to the extreme

Chapter 188
In a high-end hotel.

Murakami Tianye stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the ants-like pedestrians downstairs, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned. This trip to the Dragon Country was smoother than he imagined, and he won the World Knife Forging Championship this time. Murakami The samurai sword of the brand will become the first choice of cold weapon lovers from all over the world.

By then, he will be even richer.

At the dinner table, Wang Liang let out a sigh of relief and said, "This kind of cat and dog is also worthy of competing with me in forging knives?".

After finishing speaking, he drank the porridge at the bottom of the bowl in two mouthfuls and walked towards the door.

"You can't be unskilled, don't you dare?"

"The aggressive method is useless!"

"I think you are not skilled in craftsmanship, and you are afraid of losing to that plaster countryman"

When Zhang Dong said this, Wang Liang had already left the restaurant, only to hear a sentence from outside, "Don't get excited, it's useless!".

"Your sister, when did you become so calm?"

"Did he not be steady before?" Ying Zheng interjected.

"He used to climb over the wall every day to play games on the Internet, so be careful!"

"You call Brother Liang an ass"

"When did I call him an ass?"

"just now"

"I'm exaggerating. Have you ever studied Chinese?"

"I don't care, I have already recorded it, give me the box of six nuclear bombs you just bought, and I will delete the recording immediately"

"you"

In the workshop, Wang Liang turned on the electric furnace. After the preheating was complete, he put the wide steel plate in. When the steel plate was burning red, he took it out with tongs, put it on the anvil, picked up the sledgehammer next to it, and began to beat it into shape.

"Dang Dang Dang", the sound made when the metal collided was very loud. The muscles on Wang Liang's right arm were bulging, and the lines were clear. If it wasn't for his skin, he would not be tanned at all. His current arm must have a bronze color, as if it was made of iron.

More than two hours later, a Qinglong Yanyue Knife, commonly known as Guan Knife, was finished. Wang Liang waved it with the Kwan Knife, and with a sound of "噗", it felt as if an invisible knife energy appeared, and took a piece of it. Stand the wooden board for the handle of the knife on the anvil, hold the knife tightly, and slash hard at the wooden board. With a "chuckle", the wooden board did not fall, and the upper half slid down from the cut.

"West grass! Is it so sharp?"

Wang Liang couldn't help but said that when he swung his knife across the board just now, he didn't feel any resistance, as if he was cutting the air.

Putting down the plank, I set up a refractory brick left over from the electric furnace on the anvil, took a deep breath, picked up the knife, and slashed hard at the refractory brick. There was an invisible cut mark in the middle. Wang Liang walked to the anvil, grabbed the upper part of the refractory brick, and lifted it gently. Not a piece.

"Bull B!"

Looking at the Guan Dao in his hand, Wang Liang couldn't help but marvel.

Now the [-] progress bar has not been fully practiced, and the forged knife is just so awesome. If it is fully practiced, and you have first glimpsed the way, you will not be able to go directly to heaven.

锻！
Quickly continue to forge Guan Dao.

Put down the knife in your hand, put the wide steel plate into the electric furnace to heat again, and then it is the old four, beating to shape, quenching, sharpening, and installing the knife handle.

This process continued until after 11:9900 in the morning, and the progress finally reached [Forging Knife: 10000/[-]].

Forging a Guandao will increase by 800, that is to say, it is only the last shudder.

Wang Liang didn't forge right away, walked to the small refrigerator in the corner, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of chilled Leibi, unscrewed the cap, and was about to take a sip of Leibi, rest for a few minutes, and then proceeded last step.

Suddenly, something was wrong. There seemed to be a few bottles of Leibi missing in the refrigerator. Whenever such a thing happened, it must be Ying Zheng's fault.

This guy is really getting more and more courageous. Not only did he steal Zhang Dong's drink, but he even dared to reach out to him.

Wang Liang rolled his eyes and thought of a way, walked out of the workshop, went to the kitchen, poured half a bowl of salt, returned to the workshop, finished drinking Leibi in the bottle, poured all the salt in the bowl into the bottle, connected Tap water, shake back and forth, wait for the salt to melt completely, put it in the backmost position of the refrigerator, and wait quietly for the fish to take the bait.

He was sure, and sure, that Ying Zheng would not have noticed that the bottle was opened in his panic, and when he hid in his room and drank Leibi happily, the picture, hahaha, must be beautiful, so beautiful that it was ugly cry.

After setting out the bait, Wang Liang began to forge the last knife before he first got a glimpse of the way.

It is still the old process. First, clamp the steel plate with tongs, put it into the electric furnace, and start heating. As he said that, a sentence that Zhang Dong said suddenly popped up in Wang Liang's mind, "I think you are not skilled in craftsmanship, and you are afraid of losing to that plaster countryman."

He will lose?
What a joke.

Once Guan Dao comes out, who will fight?

Not to mention the flimsy samurai sword, it is the golden silk ring sword, which is no match for the Guan sword named after the second master Guan.

In any case, the aggressive method is really useful, Wang Liang decided to shoot a video of testing the sword later, and mock those two dogs who kneel and lick the samurai sword.

More than half an hour later, the forging of the knife blank was completed, and it was tempered again. When the temperature of the knife blank was about the same, it was quenched in oil. After quenching, the knife began to be sharpened. The golden progress bar instantly turned into a golden light, which merged into the right arm, the entire right arm, plus the right hand, and kept emitting golden light, as if a light tube was installed in the arm.

After a few seconds, the golden light gradually faded, and the arm returned to its original state.

Wang Liang faintly felt that his right arm and right hand seemed to have turned into a hammer. He picked up a steel plate, put it on the anvil, held his right fist, and slammed it hard. With a "dang", a piece of the steel plate was dented.

"Word grass! Is it true?" He couldn't help exclaiming.

The long-lost electronic sound appeared in his mind, [he has already seen the door], and at the same time, a new forging progress bar appeared in front of his eyes [forging: 0/100000].

Wang Liang said silently, "Hide the progress bar first." After the progress bar disappeared from his eyes, he put the steel plate on the anvil into the electric furnace. , took a deep breath, swung his right fist, and began to forge the knife "real" by hand.

When the fist hit the red steel plate, with a bang, sparks flew everywhere, as he expected, it was not hot at all, and there was a feeling of hitting the dough, soft, warm and very comfortable.

Next, Wang Liang held the steel plate with the tongs in his left hand, adjusted the position and angle, and started to forge the knife with his right hand. A piece of red steel plate, like dough, was kneaded repeatedly into a red steel ball by him, and the steel ball was opened again. , It looks like a blood-drinking knife in memory, but it is actually a machete, except that the head of the knife is sharper, a bit like a Z-shaped, and the upper part is missing a piece, which looks very handsome.

Coupled with the fact that Nie Feng used the blood-drinking mad knife to cut out tens of meters of blue knife energy on TV, this knife is even more handsome in Wang Liang's eyes.

After forging the shape of the knife, put it into the electric furnace for reheating. When the temperature of the knife embryo has risen almost, use tongs to clamp it out and put it in oil for quenching. sound.

After the quenching is completed, when it is put on the belt sander for grinding, there is a sound of "噗", and the abrasive belt on the belt sander is directly broken.

Wang Liang looked at the knife embryo in his hand and murmured: "Damn it, this knife is a bit scary!".

After finishing speaking, I tried to sharpen the knife with the palm of my hand, and there was another "chuckle", and the sharpened place became smoother and brighter.

"Wo Cao!" Looking at his right hand, Wang Liang couldn't help but said, "This nima has become a human-shaped knife forging machine." He said, and began to sharpen the knife with his right hand. rang in the workshop.

After more than ten minutes, a blade was polished and the body of the blade could clearly see the silhouette of the blade. It was sharpened. The last step was to install the handle. This time, Wang Liang specially made a handguard. For the sake of speed, there are no handguards.

A hole was also drilled at the end of the handle to install the spike.

After some careful crafting, the blood-drinking mad knife has reappeared in the world of martial arts. If this knife appears in the world of martial arts, it will definitely cause a bloody storm.

Now, to test the power of this knife, Wang Liang deliberately went back to the room and put on a black robe, a black mask, and a tripod. The phone turned on the video recording function, and after it was stuck on the tripod, he first set a piece on the anvil. The hardwood used to make the handle, picked up the knife, and said in a deep voice: "This is the latest forged blood drinking mad knife."

After finishing his lines, he lightly split the hardwood standing on the anvil, and with a "chuckle", the upper half of the hardwood slipped down from the cut.

Wang Liang silently took down half of the hardwood on the anvil, threw it into the wooden frame next to it, picked up a refractory brick, placed it on the anvil, and repeated the action just now.

In the end, he put a section of L-shaped steel plate on the anvil. He was not sure whether he could split the steel. It is enough to prove that this is a real peerless sword.

Taking a deep breath, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, he slashed vigorously, and there was another "chuckle", and the upper part of the L-shaped steel plate fell in response, and fell to the ground with a "dang" sound.

With this cut, Wang Liang didn't even feel the barrier, as if what he chopped was not steel, but a piece of tofu.

He looked at the Blood Drinker Knife in his hand, held it in front of the camera and showed it, then picked up two broken pieces of L-shaped steel, put them in front of the camera, knocked each other, and showed the unusually smooth cross-section .

Then I turned off the recording function, made a scabbard for the Blood Drinker Knife, ran to the top of the building, played for a while, finished my swordsman addiction, and was about to go to the restaurant to see what delicious food Ying Zheng prepared for lunch today. Ying Zheng came to the top of the building, and his gaze instantly fell on the blood drinking mad knife in his hand.

"It's a beautiful knife"

Ying Zheng walked over while talking, his eyes never leaving the Blood Drinking Knife.

Wang Liang put the knife into the scabbard and asked, "What's for lunch today?".

"Eating oat noodles in mutton soup, you lend me the knife in your hand to play with for a few days"

(End of this chapter)