I did one thing to the extreme

Chapter 210 Activating New Skills

Miao Shiyu left, was taken away by her colleagues, and was still crying when she left.

The next day, after Wang Liang returned to Jincha City, he called Shen Kuo to explain yesterday's situation, and wanted to compensate the little thief some money, after all, he was just a little thief.

It's not like Aunt Mei, who is heinous. It's too much to beat a calf directly. Pay him some money. After he comes out, he can start a small business or something, so he won't be poor and sleep on the street.

In the end, Shen Kuo told him that those people went to the countryside to steal money from the elderly, and also stole cows and pigs. They deserved to be beaten by him, and they didn't need to pay at all.

This matter is over.

The door of the police station.

While looking inside, Wang Liang asked the guard, "Hi, is Miao Shiyu at work today?".

"Here we are, we should be in a meeting, come in!"

The director had explained that as long as Wang Liang came to look for Miao Shiyu, he would welcome him in quickly, so the guards were very enthusiastic.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Liang saw Miao Shiyu and a female colleague coming out of the building. When he saw him, his face changed slightly, and he walked to the gate quickly, and said through the electric door, "Can you Stop looking for me?"

"I want to tell you what happened yesterday"

"What happened yesterday is over, now I just hope you don't come to me again"

Looking at the pale Miao Shiyu, Wang Liang sighed softly, nodded, turned and left.

The horror scene from yesterday was flashing in Miao Shiyu's mind, and suddenly a sentence came from behind, "Damn it! You even rejected him, your vision is too high."

"If you like him, I can introduce you to him"

"Forget it, how can I be worthy of him"

On the back hill.

Wang Liang picked up a small stone, flicked it lightly against a piece of dry grass on the back of the hillside, and with a "boom", the place where the dry grass was located turned into a big pit more than half a meter deep.

The power is too great, unless you are sure that the opponent is a heinous person, otherwise, you can no longer shoot casually, you have to find another way to practice flying needles, this thought made me think that it is time to participate in the knife forging competition in early November.

In the past half month, Wang Liang has not been idle, he has practiced the stick forging skills to the first glimpse, forged a golden cudgel, and when he swung it, the stone was smashed and the steel plate was deformed.

In the end, it was given to Yingzheng. He loves to watch Journey to the West, and the Golden Cudgel is just right for him.

As a result, Zhang Dong became a "victim".

"Hey! Eat my old grandson with a stick!" Ying Zheng held up the golden cudgel and was about to hit Zhang Dong's butt. Zhang Dong gave him a very helpless look and said, "You are a cow, why are you pretending to be a monkey?" ?”.

"You idiot, why don't you go for alms? Are you going to starve Master to death?"

Wang Liang, who was drinking soy milk, almost spit soy milk out of his mouth when he heard this sentence, Zhang Dong also smiled helplessly, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's eat quickly, don't miss the train at 10:30." car".

"My old grandson makes a somersault and travels a thousand miles, so he still needs to take the train?"

Ying Zheng spoke, leaned the golden cudgel on the dining table, sat down, and started to eat breakfast very quickly.

After 11 o'clock in the evening, Wang Liang, Zhang Dong, and Ying Zheng came to Yongyeon City again. When they got off the train, they felt a heat wave. In November, the temperature in the northwest was already below zero, but it was still below zero here. About twenty degrees above.

Hurry up and go to the reserved hotel to change into light and light clothes. After changing the clothes, I come out to eat the seafood dinner that Yingzheng has been thinking about, and start to wander. In the process, I found a ring stall.

Wang Liang immediately went up and bought all the rings on the booth, and started to make rings.

Standing by the side, Ying Zheng said helplessly, "Is the ring so fun?".

Zhang Dong didn't speak, but just watched silently. He had a faint feeling that the ferrule seemed to be one of Wang Liang's special abilities, just like forging a knife, and he had to practice constantly.

Therefore, he is not playing now, but practicing.

The owner of the stall is a white, fat, middle-aged man, he smiles naively, like a Maitreya Buddha, but now he is bitter like a bitter melon, with a pair of small eyes sunken into the flesh, staring round.

Every time Wang Liang caught a prize, his complexion turned "dark", until it was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The crowd eating melons onlookers exclaimed again and again, "Awesome, bull! It's too powerful!".

This time, Wang Liang's set was very fast, and it took less than three hours to complete the 600000 circles, and the progress bar skyrocketed to [Circle: 1000000/[-]].

At this time, all the prizes on the booth were covered, and there were more than one plastic rings covering the prizes. The boss almost cried when he saw these rings.

"Brother Liang, what about these prizes?"

Ying Zheng's words made the boss's heart rise in his throat instantly, and his fat face flushed with anxiety.

Wang Liang picked up a toy car, handed it to the beautiful woman behind him, and said, "The rest is for the boss, let's go!".

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the booth, leaving an extremely chic back view for the boss and the melon-eaters.

After wandering around for a while, he suddenly saw a small stall on the side of the road, which was completely surrounded. Wang Liang walked over, stood on tiptoes, and took a look. A handicapped man without hands was making a clay figurine.

Each of the two arms is tied with a small stick that is left after eating the ice cream. Use these two small sticks to move the colored clay on the table back and forth. After two or three strokes, a lifelike little clay figurine is made.

Wang Liang was saying silently in his heart, "This man is amazing. A normal person with hands is not as strong as him in making clay figurines." Suddenly, a golden progress bar popped up in front of him, [clay figurine: 0/10000].

What do you mean?
Is this activating the inactive progress bar?
He quickly said in his heart: "The progress bar is not activated, come out!".

There was no movement, and the inactive progress bar did not appear in front of his eyes as before.

At this moment, he was speechless.

After working hard for so long on Taiji Swordsmanship and Sancai Swordsmanship, as well as Xiao Li's Flying Knife, the progress bar is not activated until it is activated.

Is there any more royal law?
Is there any more law?
I was speechless for a few seconds, and then thought again, it seems that the clay figurine skills are not bad. Maybe after a certain level of practice, the clay figurines will come alive directly, which would be interesting.

Just pinch the Sangong and Sixth Courtyard, 72 concubines, then pinch civil and military officials, and finally pinch a million mud army, and you can become the emperor.

Just as he was dreaming, a sentence suddenly came from beside him, "Brother Liang, do you eat fried starch sausage?".

Wang Liang was even more speechless, I am going to be the emperor here, you ask me if I eat fried starch sausage?
"Eat, ask the boss to add more sauce and sprinkle more cumin pepper"

Back at the hotel that night, Wang Liang couldn't wait to use the newly bought plasticine to practice making clay figurines, striving to realize the emperor's dream as soon as possible. Making clay figurines looks simple, but actually making them is very difficult.

Finally made a decent clay figurine.

The progress bar doesn't go up.

There was no other way, Wang Liang searched for a few tutorials on how to make clay figurines on the Internet, learned a bit, and quickly made a lifelike little clay figurine. This time, the progress bar finally reached [clay figurine: 1/10000].

There are still nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. I can't be in a hurry. I have to participate in the knife forging competition tomorrow. I won't practice and go to bed.

On November [-]rd, after the pre-qualifiers and the half-month selection of the official competition, a total of two newcomers stood out, and they could compete with the world's well-known knife forging masters and famous blacksmiths.

They are Su Anran, the apprentice of Longquan swordsmith Xu Gang, and Yoshikawa Makoto, the apprentice of Murakami Tianye, a master blacksmith in Plaster Country.

The venue of the competition is in the suburbs of Yongyeon City. The organizer set up a high platform to ensure that the audience can see the scene of the contestants forging knives. For today's competition, the organizer has released the news in advance that the god-level forging master Dongfang Jiaozhu will perform on the stage His knife forging skills.

The word performance is used very spiritually.

The other contestants breathed a sigh of relief. Once Dongfang Hierarch came on stage, is there any need to compare?

Just admit defeat.

Now the leader of the East is performing on stage, which means that he is not participating in the competition, and they still have hope of winning the championship.

Today, the Dongfang Hierarch performed on stage, and there were naturally many people watching. It was a sea of ​​people, gongs and drums were blaring, and firecrackers were going off. There were more people than all the people who watched the competition before.

This is very happy to ruin the merchants in Longyuan City.

Especially those who do catering and open hotels, the business is in a mess.

The leaders of Yongyeon City are also very happy. It is indeed a good move to invite the organizer of the knife forging competition this time. It is very helpful to the economic development of the city. In the future, the knife forging competition can be held every two years. Strive to turn the traditional culture of forging knives and swords into a business card of Yongyeon City, attracting more people to travel and buy Longquan swords forged in Yongyeon City.

At 09:30 in the morning, the knife forging competition officially started. Under the impatient eyes of the audience, the host finished his opening remarks and began to introduce today's contestants, "The next member of the Free Country Swordsmiths Association, Jameson will come on stage."

Amidst the intense music, a burly foreigner who looked like a small sweet potato came up from the backstage, walked to the workbench, and waved to the audience.

Su Anran, who was watching the game from the audience, clenched her fists unconsciously.

The last time he didn't know how to stack steel, and he was too nervous. When he competed with this free country swordsman, the sword broke directly. This time, he must defeat him.

Following the host's introduction, the second and third places also came on stage. They were Albi, the president of the Rose Country Blacksmiths Association, and Makoto Yoshikawa, the apprentice of Murakami Tianye.

In the lottery yesterday, Su Anran didn't get a chance to play. Yoshikawa was really lucky, and he went straight into the soul, making Su Anran want to hit the wall speechlessly.

In the expectant eyes of the audience, the host finally said that sentence, "Next, please invite the Dragon God-level forging master, the leader of the East." As soon as these words came out, the scene seemed to be thrown into a bomb , directly "exploded", and everyone was cheering.

The contestants on the stage also turned their curious eyes to the backstage.

In particular, Albi, the president of the Rose Country Blacksmiths Association, almost overflowed with curiosity in his eyes. During this time, the name of the Dragon Kingdom, "Oriental Hierarch", kept appearing in his ears.

My ears are almost calloused.

Today I want to see if this mysterious oriental leader is as powerful as in the video.

In addition to the curious eyes, there are also two eyes of hatred.

Under the stage, Murakami Tianye stared at the exit, clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white, and kept saying one word in his heart, "Death!".

Under the gaze of everyone, the Eastern Hierarch finally appeared on the stage, with a T-shirt on his upper body, slacks on his lower body, sneakers, and a Facebook mask on his face, where the eyes of the mask were a pair of starry eyes.

Stretching his waist, he leisurely walked to the operation desk in the middle of the high platform.

At this time, the cheers on the scene became even louder, and the audience kept shouting,
"Eastern Hierarch, please, sell me a knife!"

"Eastern Hierarch, I want the knife you forged"

"Eastern Hierarch, I love you"

The scene got out of control for a while, and the audience below didn't care what the host said.

Ying Zheng let out a sigh of relief and said, "I still want the knife forged by Brother Liang. What do you want? I can't even get it."

"How did you get the golden cudgel?" Zhang Dong, the victim of the golden cudgel, said speechlessly.

"I don't want the golden cudgel, Brother Liang gave it to me on his own initiative."

"Okay, after I go back, I will ask him to take it back immediately"

"Hey! You idiot, how dare you ask Brother Liang to take back my old grandson's golden cudgel?" Ying Zheng went through his ears and blew into his palm, pretending that the golden cudgel had grown bigger, holding it in his hand With his hand, he hit Zhang Dong's butt a few times.

Zhang Dong shook his head speechlessly, he was too naive, he didn't want to play with the kindergarten children.

After five or six minutes, the scene was finally controlled by the host.

"Next, let's invite the Eastern Hierarch to show you his god-level knife forging skills."

According to the original process, it should be a game now.

How could Wang Liang have time to compete in any competition? After trying out whether the knives forging skills would merge, he had to go back and practice the clay figurine skills to realize the emperor's dream. He talked to the organizer and changed the process directly.

(End of this chapter)