Grand Master of Martial Arts

Chapter 170

Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Master Furong became even more angry.

What does it mean to be on his side?
"Boy, I really want to hear what your reasoning is!"

Lin Xuan did not immediately explain, but asked rhetorically.

"Old man, you are so aggressive, if I really prove that the quality of the sword you forged is not good, what would you say?"

Master Furong snorted.

"This old man is not the kind of person who relies on the old man to sell his power! If you really prove that the old man's skills are not good, the old man apologizes to you!"

Lin Xuan took a look at Master Furong. This person was just proud of his crafting skills, he was not considered a bad person, and he didn't want to make it too stiff.

"Yes, if I can't prove it, I will naturally apologize to you."

Lin Xuan has the simplest way to prove whether a weapon works or not.

In Qianlongzong before, he relied on this trick to convince the elder Wang Lin, the second-level refiner, and even worshiped him as a half-master in order to learn the skill of refinement.

This simple method is - smashing the sword!
Lin Xuan said to Yi Qianyu who was on the side.

"Borrow a sword and use it."

Yi Qianyu didn't know what Lin Xuan was going to do, but she had unconditional trust in Lin Xuan.

"Give."

After receiving the sword handed over by Yi Qianyu, Lin Xuan flicked it a little bit, and he knew it in his mind.

Before this sword came to the imperial capital, Elder Du Mu replaced it with a new sword for Yi Qianyu.

For Yi Qianyu, who currently has the fourth level of energy gathering, a sword of this quality is enough to use.

Lin Xuan handed the sword in his hand to Master Furong.

"Mysterious fifth-grade sword, check it out."

Master Furong didn't know why, so he took the sword and glanced at it, then nodded.

"It is indeed the fifth grade of Xuan level."

Lin Xuan took the Chasing Wind Sword from the shopping guide and asked.

"This is forged by you, Xuan-level seventh-rank, right?"

Master Furong nodded again.

"That's right, this is the Chasing Wind Sword I forged."

Lin Xuan raised the Chasing Wind Sword in his hand and shouted.

"Just now, the shopping guide said that this sword is most suitable for warriors who practice wind-type skills. Are there any friends here who practice wind-type skills?"

A man in his forties came out from the crowd.

"I'm!"

This person was thin and thin, and when he started to walk, there was wind under his feet. He was indeed a martial artist who practiced the wind system.

Judging from the aura released from his body, he has the eighth level of energy gathering.

Lin Xuan threw the Chasing Wind Sword to him, and then took back Yi Qianyu's sword from Master Furong.

He spoke to the man in front of him.

"Hit me with a sword, don't hold back."

The warrior holding the Chasing Wind Sword was stunned.

He never expected that Lin Xuan would say such words.

This is the Wusheng Building, if you do something here, you are looking for death.

He was about to refuse, but he heard Master Furong speak.

"Do as he says, Wushenglou will not hold you accountable."

Master Furong is a celebrity in the Artifact Refining Association, and has a very good relationship with Wushenglou. He said he would not pursue it, so naturally he really did not.

Master Furong's words were full of anger.

He had already guessed Lin Xuan's plan, Lin Xuan wanted to simulate a real battle to judge the quality of the sword!

"How could the Xuan-level seventh-rank Wind Chasing Sword I forged be inferior to the Xuan-level fifth-rank sword!"

"It's really over the top!"

"Grandstanding!"

The martial artist holding the Chasing Wind Sword has confidence in his heart after receiving the promise from Master Furong.

It is obvious that Master Furong is not happy with this kid. If he helps teach him a lesson, wouldn't he have a chance to get to know Master Furong?

Thinking of this, his heart became hot.

He said to Lin Xuan, "I've offended you", and then he took his sword and killed him!
On the Chasing Wind Sword, there are wind blades condensed, and the strong wind blows to the surroundings. The warriors who are weak in strength have to retreat in a hurry to avoid accidental injury.

Facing the opponent's violent blow, he calmly raised the sword in his hand, and cut it down with only three points of strength.

Many people have constricted pupils.

"This kid only uses such a small force, is it possible that he is looking for death?"

"Snapped!"

The two swords collided, and a silver light flashed in everyone's eyes.

The sword in Lin Xuan's hand easily cut the Chasing Wind Sword into two pieces, and the silver light that flashed was the half of the sword that flew up to the roof.

Lin Xuan's sword was attached to the neck of the warrior in front of him. If he hadn't withdrawn his hand in time, this person would have been decapitated.

"I... I lost?"

Knowing that at this time, this martial artist is still confused, how could he be defeated.

The answer is obvious, the sword in his hand.

If the Zhuifeng sword is not broken, he can fight Lin Xuan for a long time with his own cultivation.

But the sword was broken, and it was worth celebrating that he didn't die.

The crowd was in an uproar.

"The sword of the seventh rank of the Xuan class was cut off by the sword of the fifth rank of the Xuan class?"

"How is this possible! I'm not dazzled, am I?"

"Could it be that the weapons forged by Master Furong are really not of good quality?"

"Don't be joking, Master Furong is a recognized master of refining weapons!"

……

Master Furong's face tightened, and the corners of his mouth twitched again and again.

This ending almost drove him crazy.

A collision, and the sword he forged broke?

That is the Chasing Wind Sword that I forged with the best materials and the most exquisite refining techniques!

Lin Xuan looked at him.

"I said that the quality of your refined weapons is not good, is there a mistake?"

Master Furong couldn't speak, he wanted to deny it, but couldn't.

Facts speak louder than words.

Lin Xuan took the Lieyang Sword again from the stunned shopping guide.

"I know you have doubts, let me convince you more."

Lin Xuan raised the Fierce Sun Sword.

"Xuan-level eighth-grade Lieyang sword, who has practiced the fire-attribute technique?"

The crowd of onlookers was silent.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the martial artist holding the Wind Chasing Sword, who else would dare to stand up.

"Let me do it." The one who spoke was none other than Master Furong.

"I'm practicing fire attribute exercises."

Master Furong's eyes were firm. He wanted to verify it himself, but he still didn't believe that the sword he forged would be vulnerable to a single blow!
"then!"

Lin Xuan handed over the Lieyang Sword, Master Furong checked carefully, he was sure that Lin Xuan had not tampered with the sword.

Master Furong has the cultivation base of Yuanhua Yuanjing, he said in a deep voice.

"I'll fight you with only the power of the sixth level of Qi Gathering!"

Before Lin Xuan could speak, he swung his sword and chopped down.

In an instant, a raging fire ignited on the Lie Yang sword, turning into a wave of fire, intending to burn Lin Xuan to death.

On Lin Xuan's face, there was still an understatement. He was not afraid of the raging waves of fire.

The sword in his hand moved, but it was still a light slash, with very little force, and he did not use any martial arts.

"Snapped!"

The two swords collided, the sound was crisp, and a fire flashed in everyone's eyes.

Everyone once again fell into a state of complete silence.

Only half of the Lieyang Sword in Master Furong's hand remained.

The sword of the eighth rank of Xuan level... is broken!
Lin Xuan said.

"If you still don't believe it, there is still a sword."

Master Furong's eyes trembled. He looked at Lin Xuan and asked in disbelief.

"why!"

Lin Xuan glanced at him indifferently.

"I'll tell you if you ask me?"

"Ask others for advice, is there no manners and manners at all?"

"Give me a salute and I'll tell you."

(End of this chapter)