Yipin Tang

Chapter 166
Creating such a rare magic weapon is definitely not something that can be completed in a day or two, and what's more, Wang Xiang's requirement is a thousand forgings.

If it is an ordinary iron ore, one hundred forgings is already the limit. If a small piece of meteorite iron is added, the most skilled blacksmith can do up to two hundred forgings. It has not yet reached the real Thousand Refinement.

And a weapon made entirely of meteorite can definitely withstand more than a thousand times of forging.

It doesn't take so much meteoric iron to make a giant axe. According to Master Sun and the three of them, there will be about half of the meteoric iron left in the end. Naturally, this part of meteoric iron will not be wasted. Wang Xiang just needs a weapon himself. .The kung fu he learned from Sun Simiao is mainly point and stab, and he usually uses branches to practice, but he can't let the master blacksmith forge an iron rod, so what he wants to forge is a sword. He himself likes the lightness of swords. An elegant weapon.

However, what he wanted to forge was not an ordinary long sword, but a thin sword. The long swords of the Tang Dynasty were usually three fingers wide, but the thin sword Wang Xiang asked to build was only one finger wide.Meteorite iron is much heavier than ordinary iron. If it is made according to ordinary long swords, it must be very difficult to use with his strength, and it also deviates from the purpose of light and elegant long swords.

Even if the hilt and a rapier don't take up much meteoric iron, the remaining meteoric iron Wang Xiang asked them to melt into ordinary iron ore to forge 34 identical axes, which were the weapons of Haitang and 33 black guards.

The matter of making weapons was handed over to three master blacksmiths, and Li Chunfeng also arranged for them to live in Gewuyuan, but seeing the excitement on the faces of the three of them, they must be planning to rush to work overnight...

After leaving the Gewuyuan, Wang Xiang asked Aquinu and Tie Dan to go back first, while he headed towards the fairy tower, where Cheng Chuliang was waiting for him.

After the winter, most of the people were idle, and the business of Dengxianlou improved a lot.When it was time to eat, the lobby on the first floor was already full of guests, and many people were even wrapped in clothes and waiting in line outside. Naturally, it was only comfortable to eat the hot pot of Dengxianlou in severe cold weather.

The second and third floors are also full of seats, Chang'an has never been short of rich people.Fortunately, no matter how busy the business is, there will always be a private room on the second floor. At this time, Cheng Chuliang is enjoying a table of delicious food and wine alone.

After returning from Xizhou, Cheng Chuliang followed a group of veterans to discuss the Turkic affairs. It was not until the Turkic Khan sent an envoy to Tang a few days ago that he was free. I don't know what compensation and promise the Turkic made to redeem the captured Tulu.

Seeing Wang Xiang coming in, Cheng Chuliang swallowed the food in his mouth and smiled: "Zixin is here."

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" Wang Xiang sat down and threw a piece of fat mutton into his mouth. Naturally, he didn't have to be polite with Cheng Chuliang. He didn't pay for his meal every time he came to ascend the fairy tower. It's my own restaurant.

When Wang Xiang came over, Cheng Chuliang couldn't care less about eating, maybe the food was already full, and several plates on the table were already empty.

"Zixin, in half a month it will be the Chang'an Cuju Competition!" Cheng Chuliang seemed very excited.

Wang Xiang was taken aback when he heard the words: "Cuju competition? What does it have to do with me?"

Seeing Wang Xiang's confused look, Cheng Chuliang immediately stood up and looked at Wang Xiang with wide eyes: "Didn't it be agreed that we will get rid of the last place in Cuju this year? You don't remember!"

"Oh... oh... I remembered." Why did this guy look like he was going to hit someone, Wang Xiang quickly pretended to remember it, and took the opportunity to put a piece of rinsed mushroom into his mouth.

Cheng Chuliang looked suspiciously at Wang Xiang and sat down again, and said solemnly: "In the previous years, the Cuju team we organized was always the last one to be ridiculed by those dudes. This is our shame. This year is different. Our players are all from The City Patrol Battalion and the Guards Battalion selected good players, with these good players, our Jubo brigade will definitely be able to get rid of the last place, no, our Jubo brigade will definitely be able to win the first place!"

The more Cheng Chuliang talked, the more excited he became, Wang Xiang couldn't help but interrupted: "Brother Chuliang, you just said that our Cuju team...what's the name?"

"Cuju Brigade." Cheng Chuliang looked proud, "Cuju Competition smashed all the teams, hahaha!"

Wang Xiang's eyelids trembled, and he looked at the triumphant Cheng Chuliang with a strange expression on his face and said, "Brother Chu Liang is really very human to be able to come up with such a mighty and domineering name, I admire you."

Mighty and domineering ass, I just said why it sounds wrong, Jubo brigade, chrysanthemum brigade... What kind of Cuju competition blows up all the teams, this shit is really special.

Cheng Chuliang scratched his head in embarrassment when he heard the words: "Actually, this mighty and domineering name was chosen by Zixin, and Zixin's talent as a brother is absolutely incomparable..."

shit...

Wang Xiang no longer intends to entangle with the name of the Jubo Brigade, and asked in a vague and modest manner: "Our Jubo... eh, why is it that the Jubo Brigade is the last one every year? "

After hearing Wang Xiang's question, Cheng Chuliang couldn't help becoming angry, and slammed the table to startle Wang Xiang.

"When I said it, I was angry. Fang Er and the others were jealous of the bravery of our players in the Jubo team, and they were afraid that we would win the No. 1!"

Wang Xiang rubbed his nose and asked, "Who is the referee of this Cuju competition?"

Cheng Chuliang stroked his chin and said, "Uncle Li, Uncle Qin, General Yuchi, General Hou, and our old man."

Come on, after hearing what he said, Wang Xiang understood, what was jealousy, what was colluding with the referee, it was all bullshit, it must be because the players of the asshole explosion team were too "brave" and that's why they were sent off.

Seeing Cheng Chuliang filled with righteous indignation is really a headache, and this guy feels quite aggrieved.

Wang Xiang asked cautiously: "How does brother Liang plan to deal with this year?"

Cheng Chuliang laughed confidently and said: "It's not easy. This year I've selected all the best players in the army, and my skills are not bad. During the competition, I will definitely be able to blow up other teams, hahaha!"

"Now they have all asked for leave to train with me. I came here today to find Zixin to go and see our new players."

Wang Xiang is still very interested in the Cuju competition that Cheng Chuliang mentioned. He liked football in later generations. Football is a sport evolved from Cuju. He has not seen Cuju since he came to Datang, but if he really According to what Cheng Chuliang said, I am afraid that this year's chrysanthemum explosion brigade will inevitably be punished.

In any case, the chrysanthemum explosion team is also a Cuju team organized by Cheng Chuliang and himself. If he is really sent off, he will lose face. He sighed and said, "Well, I'll go and see their training first."

"That's great, let's go quickly." Cheng Chuliang nodded and pulled Wang Xiang away.

"I'm not full yet."

"Go and see our Jubo team first, and then eat when we come back."

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(End of this chapter)