Devour legacy

real Kong Fu?

Behind……

Looking at Balter, Leng Yi sighed slightly in his heart, but on the surface he didn't say anything, he just clasped his fists at him in return, then took out the tempered knife blank from the stove, and swung the hammer again;

Immediately afterwards, Barter also took out the blank knife, and then glanced at Leng Yi, a trace of fanaticism flashed in the wide-open thick eyebrows, and he was not at all discouraged by the surrender just now;

"I adjusted my mentality so quickly, it's worthy of the Three Hammers!"

Seeing that Balter quickly adjusted his mentality, everyone nodded, and the noisy blacksmith shop fell into silence again; everyone knew that the next step was the most critical stage of forging the official knife!

The melodious knocking sound reverberated throughout the shop again, and the two figures, one big and one small, were sweating profusely, but their movements were still meticulous, as if they were tirelessly carrying out the process one by one;

Tempering, cooling, sledgehammer for small hammer, shaping, sharpening, frosting...

More than an hour passed, and with eyes full of love, Barter pulled out the cooled official knife from the cold sand, then stretched out his hand as big as a cattail fan, and gently wiped off the grime on the knife as if stroking a new daughter-in-law. Dust; then a slight hook with the fingertips, lightly stroking the shiny blade——[

Ding!

The melodious voice echoed in the silent shop, and a majestic official knife with a cold front like snow appeared in front of everyone; although this knife has only been simply polished, it is still bright and full of exquisite beauty. feeling;

Nice knife!

All of a sudden, everyone inside and outside the shop, no matter if they were insiders or laymen, couldn't help sighing softly. Just by hearing the voice and looking at the appearance, they knew that the quality of this knife was absolutely extraordinary;

Is this the knife Balter hit?

He actually performed super-level!

Looking at the knife, a group of big men in the shop couldn't help but take a deep breath, they had never seen Balter wield such a knife, it was almost comparable to the knife Lorsang usually wields;

Although, it is only comparable to the knives that Lorsang usually calls and sells...

But with this knife alone, Balter can be a teacher!

"Good knife! 170 taels! I will offer the official price! I want it!"

Suddenly, there was a shout from the onlookers outside the door, and a barbarian monk stretched out his thick arms and shouted loudly; although laymen don't know which process is better in blacksmithing, but for knives one is an expert;

Although this knife still lacks the final polishing and brushing, the reason why the official knife is called an official knife itself shows the scarcity of this kind of knife, and it is not easy to buy it if you have money...

"Pull it down! What are you thinking about! Sajia pays 230 taels! Big prayer for official silver, full!"

"Shut up all the juniors! The old man offers 300 taels!"

"Get out of here! Don't rely on the old and sell the old here! What are you looking at? Don't accept it!" [

With a crackle outside the door, the official knife in Balter's hand was sold to an old barbarian at a price of 300 taels. The old man held the knife in his arms like a grandson, and was delighted under the envious eyes. gone;

"Let's go! The fun is over!"

Seeing Balter's official knife, the interest of the onlookers outside the door lost more than half, and they all dispersed; no one showed the slightest interest in the knife that Leng Yi was about to take out;

What kind of knife can a child make?Still a big prayer!

"Bah—!"

However, at this moment, there was a sound of gasping for air from the huge blacksmith's shop, all in unison, as if they had been rehearsed in advance!

"What happened?"

Hearing the sound of gasping for air behind him, the crowd who had just dispersed gathered around again with a "crash", standing on tiptoes one by one, stretching their necks to look at the knife on the iron felt, and then...

"Bah!" A gasping voice sounded outside the shop again;

I saw a knife that looked like an official knife lying quietly on the iron felt covered with traces of hammering. It was dark, rough, and not even simple polished. Standard, even ordinary knives are not so bad!

No matter how you look at it, it looks like an inferior product made by an apprentice who just learned how to fight a knife;

but--

It is this crude knife of all kinds, but it is filled with a murderous aura that is as real as it is, flamboyant, wild, and cold...

wrong!

It's not just murderous!

How could a pure murderous aura make people feel full of blood?

What is it like to feel...

as if……

It seems that as long as you hold that knife in your hand, even if there are thousands of troops and millions of heroes in front of you, you will dare to laugh alone and go forward!

Although thousands of people!I also dare to go alone!

a knife!An ordinary soldier!How could he have such momentum!

Is this really the kid who prayed for it?

call!

A biting cold wind blew through the crowded street, and blew through the onlookers who looked like wooden people. The shop that should have been noisy and bustling fell into a dead silence strangely. The passers-by nearby noticed the strangeness here. A pair of staring and curious eyes rushed over, and then fell into dead silence...

"This... Are you sure this is a common soldier?"

I don't know how long it took before an unbelievable voice rang out from the silent crowd, and they didn't even dare to ask aloud, lest others would laugh at him as a layman;

"I don't know, the Sa family has played with knives all their lives, but they have never seen a knife with such momentum;"

"Why do I feel like the knife is alive? It's like this before drinking blood. If you drink blood..."

"Wow! Master Lorsang really deserves to be the number one blacksmith in Xihuang! Is this a knife? This is simply..."

"You just came here, shut up! Are you spoiling Master Lorsang?"

As someone broke the silence, the silent crowd suddenly became agitated, and one after another there were inconceivable exclamations, and pairs of eyes full of various meanings looked at Leng Yi, but then someone started to rummage through their clothes...

"That little brother! The Sajia offers 700 taels! The Sajia wants it!" Immediately afterwards, the first bidder appeared;

"I pay 900 taels! No, no... 1000 taels!" followed by a second beep;

"1300 taels! Sajia 1300 taels! Who dares to compete with the Sajia—what do you think, you are not convinced!"

"Who are you! You are capable and I..."

With the sound of the third price call, the whole crowd suddenly boiled up, and the quiet shop became lively again, followed by dust and vitality, and there were even some powerful players who had quenched their bodies at level six or seven. The whole martial arts staged once again before!

This is the rule among the barbarians, bravery comes first, wealth comes second, no matter how rich your fist is not hard enough;

"Hmph! Just a mere mortal soldier and let you fight? What a shame!"

Suddenly, there was a fierce roar like a lion's roar, and the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and everyone followed the sound with strange eyes;

On the outskirts of the crowd, a tall man who was two feet tall and as burly as an iron tower was clasping his arms, staring at the knife with a ferocious face, a faint fluctuation of vitality slowly permeated from his body, it was clear that the comer was not good!

Body Tempering Level [-]!

Huben Guard!

Feeling the depressing breath and looking at the iron tower Han's standard armor, everyone couldn't help but tremble, and then nervously made way for him, and looked at the iron tower-like body with puzzled eyes. ;

Huben Wei, why did you suddenly appear here!

passing by?impossible?

What does the city lord's mansion want to do? ;