Shinra Tenzun

Chapter 118 Faith

Listening to Duan Qi's words, Xiao Xuan frowned involuntarily. If there is no master, how would Duan Qi learn this wave-playing technique?
Back then, Xiao Xuan also inadvertently saw the scene of that man casting a sword. Although he peeked at it, he couldn't learn it himself. He thought that his talent was not bad.

But this Duan Qi has already mastered [-]%, such a strength, even Xiao Xuan has to admire.

Ah Hong quickly brought over the examination qualification certificate of the second-grade pharmacist: "Duan Qi, congratulations, you have passed the examination. Your name has been recorded in the headquarters of the swordsmith union. Now you have become a A respected swordsmith."

Duan Qi politely stretched out his hands to catch the qualification certificate issued by Ah Hong, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Ah Hong's face blushed uncontrollably. It had been so many years since she issued the qualification certificate, and this was the first time someone thanked her. He would never put on the airs of a swordsmith at all. This behavior immediately aroused the respect of many people from the bottom of their hearts.

If the audience liked An Qi because of her beauty and talent, then everyone in the audience, male or female, liked Duan Qi because of his talent and character.

Talent is rare, and character is once in a hundred years in the world of swordsmiths.

Xiao Xuan was very satisfied, no matter how he looked at Duan Qi, he felt extremely happy, especially when he saw the thorn scar on Duan Qi's left face, he felt that this young man was a bit naughty, and under his naughty personality there was a kind of tenacity.

Ah Hong was going to announce to everyone that a new genius had been born, a 16-year-old second-rank swordsmith, who surpassed An Qi's record and became the youngest second-rank swordsmith in Cooper City.

The scene suddenly fell silent, waiting for a new dawn to be born at this moment.

Just when Ah Hong picked up the document in her hand and opened her mouth to read it out.

Duan Qi suddenly asked: "Excuse me, the assessment time is not over yet, can I assess the third-rank swordsmith?"

Ah Hong's newly grown mouth suddenly stopped dumb, as if a bolt from the blue had hit her head, this question was enough to shock everyone.

Admiration has already appeared in the eyes of many girls. At this moment, this simple and unaffected Duan Qi is undoubtedly the existence of a male god in their eyes.

Ah Hong's face was as red as an apple, and her voice was trembling with excitement: "You... what did you just say?"

Duan Qi smiled and said: "I want to try again to assess the third-rank swordsmith. I feel that I have [-]% chance of success."

Duan Qi heard the shouts of the crowd, he deliberately chose to keep a low profile, and said that he was [-]% sure, but in fact he had already been [-]% sure.A third-rank swordsmith is at your fingertips.

Seeing Duan Qi being so "reckless", Xiao Xuan couldn't help dissuading him: "Duan Qi, listen to what Xiao said, I know your talent is extraordinary, and I also believe that you now have the strength of a third-rank swordsmith. , but you have to know that the remaining time is only four or ten minutes, and it took you more than an hour in the assessment just now, and now the remaining time is extremely urgent!"

Duan Qi listened to Xiao Xuan's words, thought carefully for a while, and then said: "Mr. Xiao Xuan, please let me try it once! I admit that I did waste a lot of time just now. After all, it is the first time to cast a sword. Skilled, now..."

"What! What did you say?" Xiaotian couldn't help but roared, "You said it was your first time casting a sword just now?"

Unbelievable, the audience was a sensation!
An Qi's eyes were full of admiration, beads of sweat appeared on Yu Lin's forehead, his hands trembled violently, and the fiery snake in the furnace became distorted and uncontrollable.

He gritted his teeth, eyes full of jealous hatred.

The audience was full of noise. Many people wanted to step off the stage and hug Duan Qi. The order of the scene was chaotic, and the executive staff worked hard to maintain order.

But Duan Qi still looked at Xiao Xuan indifferently, waiting for Xiao Xuan's agreement.

Seeing Xiao Xuan's expression change from shock to horror, and finally to calm again, Duan Qi has a bottom line in his heart.

When everyone was shouting, Xiao Xuan suddenly raised his hand, facing the audience, shouting loudly: "38 minutes left, Duan Qi, the third-rank swordsmith's assessment begins now!"

Xiaotian clenched his fists, and grabbed Xiao Xuan's collar: "Are you fucking crazy? Damn old man, in 38 minutes, even if you and I are allowed to play now, we can't successfully forge a sword! You let a 16 year old kid..."

"Let me go!" Xiao Xuan couldn't help roaring: "You don't know how to forge swords at all, you don't understand this child's belief and the supreme pursuit of making swords at all!"

At this moment, tears flowed from Xiao Xuan's eyes, as if he had returned to seven years ago.

That person, in the same place, beat the prototype of the sword repeatedly.

How many years have passed, they only remember the glory of the swordsmith, they only remember the status of the swordsmith.

But who really understands the belief of a swordsmith?
Duan Qi understands, and only Duan Qi understands the people present!
This belief is what really pushes the swordsmith to the pinnacle.

Ten thousand people worship, ten thousand people admire, these things are only external, only those who have a passionate pursuit of sword casting, have lofty beliefs, and only such people are worthy of the three characters of swordsmith!

The final assessment began soon, and some people in the field were already crying.

As if they had an onion in their mouths, many people's tears flowed down unconsciously. This shock has already touched something deep in their hearts.

Duan Qi's expression was still so calm, and he was still so focused, as if he would never feel tired.

Soon a new stone platform was raised, as were new materials for sword casting.

This time, Duan Qi's movements were much more skillful than last time, and he didn't make any more jokes.

Yu Lin next to him has already started forging iron, and the method Yu Lin used was taught to him by Xiaotian.

But at this moment, Xiaotian didn't even bother to look at his apprentice, he was more willing to watch this 16-year-old boy forge a sword in just 38 minutes than to watch Yu Lin strike iron.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the field was so quiet that one could hear the sound of people's breathing, as well as the crackling and crackling of the flames in the furnace. Every sound was so shocking.

Only 5 minutes left.

Beads of sweat dripped from Xiao Xuan's forehead.

"There are only 5 minutes left, Duan Qi, how on earth are you going to finish blacksmithing in 5 minutes?" An Qi smiled slightly.

Yu Lin was about to finish blacksmithing, but Yu Lin's hands were shaking violently.

He was always worried.

worry about what?
I am worried that Duan Qi will take out the prototype of the sword within 5 minutes!

　It's three o'clock today, come out before ten o'clock

　　
　
(End of this chapter)