Blood In Heaven

The Qian and Xiang families also appeared among the onlookers.

This is also the first time that heaven and earth have seen Jiang Han in six years.

Six years ago, Jiang Han was only eight years old.

At that time, the childishness on his face had not completely faded. He even said that if there was no accident, his age would always stay at eight years old, because he had no reason to live beyond eight years old. Even if no one came to assassinate Jiang Han, he would die for various reasons.

Unfortunately, he survived.

And live so well.

This is the worst news for Qian Kun, especially after six years, he feels more and more that it was a mistake to let Jiang Han go. At this moment, Jiang Han's face is no longer childish, and his bright eyes are more confident and calm, which is so similar to the scene of their first meeting.

Heaven and earth still can't forget his first sight when he saw Jiang Han. His bright eyes seemed to weigh heavily, and he couldn't breathe. He thought he could kill Jiang Han eight times with one hand, but now Jiang Han is in front of him, but he can't do anything.

I only hate that Mrs. Mu gave up her life to save this bastard. I only hate that Jiang Han doesn't know how to repay his kindness. I only hate that he has no chance to kill Jiang Han now.

Unfortunately, there are not so many regret medicine in the world. Yesterday he couldn't move Jiang Han. Today... He even felt what is called despair!

Because at the moment when the bell fell, Jiang Han had already started to forge with fire very skillfully, and his solid basic skills really brightened the eyes of several Saint level masters.

Let's not say anything else, this basic skill alone has surpassed most blacksmiths, and they also believe that the person who can play such a set of basic skills at least proves that he has not learned forging for a day or two.

Ding Ding Dang...

Qiang...

Hoo... Hoo...

with almost all the blacksmiths heating up the fire, the sound of Ding Ding Dang began to spread from the square, and the continuous sound of knocking formed the same melody, which sounded like a golden horse.

As for Jiang Han, he had everything ready at this moment. On the mat in front of him, a head size piece of miscellaneous iron had been pinched out of the furnace with his pliers.

Well, next, maybe it's time to really test our strength. After all, basic skills are something that even an ordinary guy can do. It's no surprise.

The real test of strength is Jiang Han's ability to forge several levels of refined iron. It can be said that the next hammer can be seen at a glance by these Saint level masters and even immortal level masters.

Just one hammer is enough.

If they can be promoted to Saint level master and immortal level master, they are afraid that the immortals can't remember when they wave their hammers. Therefore, in the face of any apprentice, they are confident that they can see his real strength with one hammer.

"Maureen, what level of blacksmith do you think this is?"

Chu Xuan, the great master of immortal level, gently holds his tea and stares at Jiang Han.

Compared with the old members of the pharmacists' Union, Chu Xuan's physical fitness is naturally stronger. Although Chu Xuan is an old man with white hair, he still speaks with a loud voice. His arm muscles are very glossy and look extremely elastic. A bowl of tea in his hand is very stable. His body looks like he is in his prime of life, which is similar to walking Huang Jing, who is a little shaky, is quite different.

Although the pharmacists can make a lot of tonic pills for themselves, it seems that the actual effect of exercise is much stronger. After all, no matter how much medicine the pharmacists eat, they still have to sit and refine medicine every day, which is not as much as the blacksmiths exercise all day long.

So it seems that today, Jiang Han may not have to worry, just like yesterday, and directly fainted several tutors.

"Elder Hui Chu, according to the information tiesan reported to me, this son is indeed a rare genius in ten thousand years. Seeing his basic skills are so solid, I think it's no problem to refine a fighting soldier."

I see!

No wonder the blacksmiths' Union didn't question Jiang Han's words at all. They sent five masters above the saint level. It turned out that Jiang Han's deeds had been spread in the blacksmiths' Union.

"You're right. I'm the same as you. Take care of this young man." Chu Xuan didn't say much. He took a sip of tea and looked at Jiang Han.

Hu...

Jiang Han didn't rush to swing the hammer after he took out the refined iron. Instead, he closed his eyes and filtered out the twelve postures of the craftsman in his mind. Then he suddenly opened his eyes and raised the hammer high in his arm. His body immediately turned into an unthinkable posture, and then the hammer turned into an arc. After a short period of stagnation in the air, he moved again Just like a meteor falling to the ground, it smashes hard at the miscellaneous iron.

Dong!

Without the sonorous sound of imagination, Jiang Han's hammer seemed to be deeply smashed into the soft soil, and then his second hammer changed, and a small fight fell down again.Poof!

Chuxuan's mouth of tea had not yet been swallowed, but it came straight out of his throat. His face was more like seeing a ghost. His face was unbelievable and unbelievable.

WOW!

Naturally, there are many blacksmiths in the family watching the battle, and this posture... As long as you are a blacksmith, you can't be familiar with it any more.

Craftsman's... Forging posture!

At this moment, they all associate with the craftsman's forging posture. It can even be said that Jiang Han's posture now perfectly coincides with the craftsman's statue, which is like a kind of art.

"It's... A craftsman!"

The crowd did not know who it was. It seemed that they lost their senses and cried out. Then all the blacksmiths' eyes were full of worship... And... Tears!

That's right. Which blacksmith doesn't dream of being a craftsman? But the craftsman has disappeared for a long time, and the craftsman's forging posture has long been lost. I don't know how many years later, someone actually used this move again. It's just God's eye opening and craftsman's rebirth.

"This... This..."

just as they were shocked, Jiang Han had repeatedly smashed twelve hammers, the head big miscellaneous iron had become the size of a fist, and the light of Sen Han began to come from the iron sheet, and the tutors in charge of the assessment were in a daze.

With only 12 hammers, Jiang Han made a five level refined iron alive...

does this make people live?

"This... This... Evil, this is really the good fortune of our country, the good fortune of the blacksmith Union, the divine craftsman has been reborn."

Chu Xuan's hand, which was holding a few hundred jin hammer, was shaking violently at this time. He didn't know the water in the tea cup was pouring on his hand, because at this moment, nothing could shock him more than the scene in front of him.

With only 12 hammers, no, one hammer to be exact, Jiang Han stunned all the blacksmiths, and even some of them cried.

In order to know more about Jiang Han, Qian Kun brought two pharmacists at one go, but now he found that the two blacksmiths who used to be able to forge fighting soldiers in Qian's family left crystal tears watching Jiang Han's action.

In an instant, a very bad omen slowly rose in the heart of heaven and earth.