I cast a god soldier in the world of martial arts

Chapter 1 Broken Blade Workshop

Daliang Dynasty, Dongjun, Anfeng City.

At the end of a remote alley away from the bustling market, in an unremarkable knife forging workshop.

"Clang clang clang..."

There were bursts of crisp and heavy iron strikes from inside.

After a long time, calm returned.

I saw a strong young man in a silver fire robe in front of the high-temperature stove in the room.

He was holding a newly cast weapon in his hand, but it was a broken blade.

"Did casting fail?"

The man looked at the broken blade that looked like a knife or a sword in his hand, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Just as he was about to throw the broken blade into the furnace for recasting.

At this moment, a faint, illusory light emanated from the broken blade, filling the entire room.

"Great, the casting is finally successful!"

"This broken blade will become an extremely powerful and peerless magic weapon in the future!"

"Just call it Broken Soul!"

The man looked excitedly at the change of the broken blade in his hand, full of confidence in his heart.

It's just that this broken blade can't exert its strongest power now. It is a growth-type weapon, and the stronger the martial arts of the holder, the more powerful it can be.

The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles, and the light of a sword is cold on nineteen continents.

And the biggest advantage of this broken blade is that it is not afraid of breaking.

After the man calmed down, he let out a sigh of relief.

In order to be able to forge this extraordinary weapon, the soul-breaking soul.

Over the years, he had worked so hard to gather the rare materials he needed by relying on the Divine Weapon Book, and after a lot of tempering, he finally succeeded in casting this divine weapon.

Just when he was immersed in this joy, he heard a group of hurried footsteps rushing here from not far outside the house.

The man's face changed, and he immediately cast his iron hand, melting iron into gold.

I saw a blazing fire in his hands, and instantly melted some solid metal materials into a strong short sheath.

Then he hastily put the severed blade in his hand into the short sheath, and the bright light in the room disappeared immediately.

At this time, the team that rushed over also came to the door in a serious manner, but they were a team of fully armed police officers.

"Broken Blade Workshop? Why such a weird name?"

The head catcher looked at the high plaque and frowned.The above three characters were engraved in one go with a weapon, which seems to have some skill.

"Hey, head, maybe the owner of this shop made a mistake in writing the forging characters!"

A policeman who followed immediately teased.

"It seems to be a newly opened foundry, but the door is still closed, which is a bit suspicious. Come on, go in and check it out!"

The head catcher was suspicious, and when he was about to lead someone to break in, the door was opened by a young man.

"Are you the owner of this Broken Blade Workshop? What's your name? How many people are there in this store?"

Catching the head carefully looked at the young man in front of him with a pair of sharp eyes, and asked seriously.

"I'm the owner of this Broken Blade Workshop, named Qin Feng. I'm the only one in the shop. I'm the owner, I'm the foundry master, and I'm the guy! One of them is full, the whole family is not hungry, and I'm a bachelor!"

Qin Feng smiled and replied politely.

The reason why he named it Duanrenfang, its deep meaning is to cut off the blade of others.

And the magic weapon he is using now is the Duanjian.

"It's really not easy for you to run this foundry by yourself!"

"Why don't you open the door for business even after the sun has been so hot? Could it be that you are doing some shameful things inside?"

Wu Butou was also surprised when he heard that, he became a casting master at such a young age, and he couldn't help but doubt him.

"Captain Wu was joking, but I'm still a bachelor, so I can do some shameless things in it. It's just that my Duanrenfang has just opened, and there is no business. I can only sleep in it alone and sleep in the cage."

Qin Feng stretched his waist pretentiously, and replied honestly.

He knew that the tall headhunter in front of him was named Wu Tong, who was a master of Wuji sect and made a pair of yin and yang gossip knives. There were countless murderers who fell into his hands all year round.He is also a well-known arrester in the Jianghu.

"Well, that's what it is."

Wu Butou nodded lightly, still half-believing.

"Captain Wu is a very busy person. What's the point of bringing someone to my Duanren workshop today? I have always abided by my duty, worked honestly, and never did anything else."

Qin Feng asked calmly. Seeing the conscientious appearance of these arresters, he also guessed in his heart that something serious must have happened in the city.

"You don't have to be nervous, we're just doing a routine check on all the foundries in the city."

"In the past two days, several casting masters in the city have been killed by murderers. After investigation by this head, someone came to the city to find the casting masters to forge magic soldiers."

Wu Butou explained lightly.

"Magic soldier?"

Qin Feng's heart trembled when he heard it.Of course he knew that the forging of magic soldiers by the foundry had always been prohibited in the city. Once found, they would be treated as people in the magic way, and the end would be extremely miserable.

"Wu Butou, don't worry. I am a conscientious foundry, how could I cast magic soldiers. On weekdays, the neighbors just want me to make some kitchen knives and agricultural tools, just to make ends meet!"

Qin Feng looked innocent and explained helplessly.

"After we went in and searched your blade forging workshop, if there is nothing unusual, we will naturally not do anything to you! If there is a situation, you are not qualified to escape from this head catcher!"

Headhunter Wu stopped talking to Qin Feng, and immediately led his subordinates into Duanrenfang, searching inside and out carefully.

Seeing this, Qin Feng had no choice but to follow behind Wu Tuntou.

Although his face was calm, he was still a little worried about whether the police officers could find the secret compartment inside.

When Catcher Wu came to the lobby, he saw several strange-looking weapons placed on the counter, so he stepped forward to pick them up and observed them carefully.

"This sword is very sharp, with a hint of ferocity. But the back of the sword is cast with a row of sharp teeth, and the shape is a bit strange."

"Did you make this sword? The idea is a bit novel, but in this way, there is a row of gaps in the blade, so the blade is easy to break!"

After Wu Butou was surprised, he frowned slightly and put down the strange sword in his hand.

"This sword was forged by me. It's called Shark Tooth. It's very tough, and it's not easy to break, but it's easy to break other people's weapons!"

Qin Feng explained with a smile.

Wu Chatou shook his head, he didn't believe what Qin Feng said, and picked up an even weirder weapon beside him to continue checking.

"What is this hat-like weapon? It can also kill people?"

After inspecting it carefully, Butou Wu couldn't see what was going on, and didn't understand how to use the weapon in his hand.

"This is a blood droplet! It is also very lethal, and it is specially used to harvest heads. Taking the head of an enemy general from a [-]-strong army is like picking something out of a bag!"

Qin Feng still explained patiently, but he didn't step forward to demonstrate how to use it.

Wu Tantou kept a serious face, completely disbelieving what Qin Feng said.

After putting down the blood droplet, he picked up a machete next to him and pulled it out to see that it was a rusty knife.

"It's fine that this scimitar is mediocre, but the blade is still rusty! Are you willing to sell it?"

He glanced at the remaining weapons for a while, and was no longer interested in it.

"This scimitar is called Jing Zhongyue, and it is also a precious sword."

Qin Feng still said something lightly.

"No wonder your foundry has no business!"

"Young man! Listen to Ben's first advice. It's good to have ideas, but you still have to forge irons honestly. Don't forge some weird weapons. They have no practical use. What a waste of time!"

Wu Butou saw that Qin Feng, a young foundry master, was quite talented, so he warned him.

"I was also in a hurry, so I came up with some whimsical ideas to forge these strange weapons. Maybe a blind cat meets a dead mouse, and one or two blind people will buy them, so that they can earn back. Some cost money!"

Qin Feng smiled slightly, and didn't waste his time arguing with this ignorant Butcher Wu.

He believed that the magical weapons he forged would not be buried, and would eventually meet users who were worthy of them.

(End of this chapter)