Commanding Wind and Cloud

Huh! A roar of metal collision, sparks scattered like the brilliant fireworks of midsummer.

Flaming suddenly hit a spirit, just in a flash! The moment he was struck by the enthusiasm, he felt that it was not the enthusiasm that stood in front of his eyes, but that the eternal blue statue of Ovieland was alive! Hit a perfect arc! That hammer seems to contain endless changes! That hammer is real art!

锵 …… 锵 …… 锵 ……

Energetic hands lifted and dropped, and gradually began to feel a little free-spirited. After only ten hammers, he stopped continuing to strike, and an eight-level fine iron had quietly appeared in front of him.

Frin Lin looked at the drive, tears shed unconsciously, his eyes were filled with fanatical worship and touching, and the hands holding the bellows were shaking.

Over the years, Fleming has frequently remembered the Ovieland statue he saw, but he still couldn't understand the technical truth contained in the statue, just now! Under the vigorous hammer, Franlin suddenly understood! He figured out a lot of problems that he couldn't figure out. Although he couldn't hit the hammer like motivation, he still felt that he had improved!

This feeling is very magical, just like many people can't figure out for a moment, the door that has been closed is rushed by a mad cow, and they are knocked open one after another.

"Energize ... Energize ... Me, can I fight once?"

Tong shrugged her shoulders and took out the eighth-grade fine iron. She stood aside and watched Flynn's hard-working iron. The hammer splattered and then sparked, and Fleming soon shed sweaty beans.

After a while, Franklin stopped the hammer, wiped the sweat from his head, and cried at the iron spirit in front of him.

I was so startled by Franklin's actions, didn't I? This reaction is too intense, right?

巨大 This huge cry caused Francis, who had just entered the sales equipment room, hurried to run and kept shouting, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Franci ..." Franlin knelt on the ground, pointing at the fine iron in front of him, and said out of breath: "Brother, look ..."

"This is ... three-level fine iron?" Francis stared at Franlin incomprehensibly: "Brother, what excitement is this? The energy can play five-level fine iron ..."

"This is what I hit ..." Franklin excitedly held up the still hot three-level fine iron, like holding the world's most precious treasure carefully: "This is what I hit."

"What?" Francis stared like a small hammer: "How is this possible?"

I stood energetically and scratched my head, awkwardly. What is this? I played a piece of eight-level fine iron by myself. I wanted to surprise this Franlin. I didn't expect to be grabbed by a piece of three-level fine iron.

"Brother, I'm a third-level blacksmith, I'm a third-level blacksmith!" Flalin sobbed: "Although I haven't gone to the union to qualify, I'm really a third-level blacksmith."

"Congratulations, brother."

I looked at the two brothers crying, and shook their heads helplessly and sighed. If they didn't know that the two met each day, they thought that the brothers who had been separated for decades had finally met before they performed.

The two cried for a while, and Francis finally stopped crying and asked, "Brother, how did you become a third-level blacksmith at once?"

Frinlin wiped away his tears and said happily, "It's all because of the motivation, he just gave me a lot of guidance when he just hit the iron."

"Energetic? How did he fight?" Francis was very curious. He had never heard of one person hitting the iron, the other stood by and looked at it, and suddenly the ability of the blacksmith was greatly improved.

"Energetic ..." Fleming said to him with a pleading look: "Can you get another piece of fine iron?"

Xu shrugged and lifted the hammer: "Let the fire start, and I'll make an eight-level fine iron."

"What?" The two brothers froze at the same time, and then they saw a piece of fine iron beside the bucket, and the texture was far above yesterday's fifth-grade fine iron!

"This this……"

The two brothers looked at each other for a long time, and their mouths opened for a long time without speaking, but they kept mourning in their minds. What kind of young man did they meet? After working for a long time, they did not use all their power yesterday! No wonder, he refused Fabredis to worship a forging master as a master. This young man has such ability at this age, and his talents are amazing and terrible. Even if he does n’t worship the teacher, he can explore fortune all the way, and he can become forging within five years Teacher!

"I'm going to start."

Lift the hammer, inhale, run the iron breathing method, lift the hammer, drop the hammer!

Brothers Fleming, looking at the enthusiasm of the hammer in an effort like art, was deeply shocked. This man seemed to be completely connected with one hammer. The hammer was no longer held in the hands of enthusiasm, but with his blood. Connected, like a part of his body!

After ten hammers, the two brothers of Fleming looked fascinated, and their eyes were blurry. It seemed that they were not looking at energy and playing iron, but a master craftsman forging a peerless fighting suit!

This time, neither Fleming realized any hammer skills. The only feeling is that the energy is not like an eighth-level blacksmith, but like a real blacksmith!

The two brothers of Fleming stared blankly for a long time, and finally Qimumu said, "I have found treasure ..."

Yes! Found the treasure! The brothers of Fleming were overjoyed. They thought they had found a second-level blacksmith. The next day they told you that he was a fifth-level blacksmith. When they thought he was a fifth-level blacksmith, they received another eight days later. From a blacksmith.

Auckland ... Auckland has never appeared in Auckland!

"I said ... drive ..." Frinlin rubbed his palms back and forth: "It's better, you shouldn't be a soldier at all. Maybe you can be a very great blacksmith."

"Blacksmith?" Looking at the hammer in his hand, he looked up at the dazzling sunlight and formed an image, which flashed quickly in his mind, a scene he would never forget in his life!

"Energize, the primary blood of the Elven King fails to wake up ..."

的 The crowded small square slowly sounded without half emotion, spreading to everyone's ears in this small square.

Of those young people standing in the square, almost no one showed pity or happiness, his eyes were clear, as if he would have known such an ending, and no one even took a look at the front row of the Zhimai family. Be handsome young man.

The team is divided into three pieces, the middle one has the least number of people, and each person's clothes is punctured with a [zong] character. On both sides, the chest was stabbed with [branch].

"Energetic brother ..."

No one, no one cast a glance of sympathy or encouragement, some just cold scorn and disdain. In the Gan family, the branch vein was originally a group of people who looked down on. The only chance to turn around was the awakening of the blood of the elven king. If it fails ... this will be the end.

"It's okay, don't be discouraged."

Big and rough hands, slap on the shoulders with energy, and an old face piled with wrinkles. This is his father's sincerity. A man who has just turned forty years old, but looks like a sixty-year-old man. His identity and the end result without awakening blood made him only do his best to do business for the family in exchange for the possibility that his son would not be looked down upon.

But all of this ... just now ... in the course of a blood-wake ritual, was completely destroyed by family rules.

Bloodline has only one chance to wake up. If you lose it, you will never wake up. This is the iron law of bloodline soldiers!

"Wan Wushuang, the primary awakening of the blood of the elven king was successful ..."

The quiet crowd screamed a series of exclaims, that is, adults outside the square could not stop expressing surprise, so fast? Wake up immediately after starting Wake Up? This is also a rare situation in the history of the Qiangjia. It is indeed the genius of the Qiangjia generation! Maybe the one who can complete the ultimate awakening this time is the perfect match!

Gan Wushuang stood on the awakening stage, and looked at the crowd indifferently. The whole person was like a sharp sword with a sheath. The aggressive spirit was an adult far off the stage, and he felt the skin tingling. This is the new generation of genius of the Qiang family, and it is most likely to become the strongest man on the mainland again!

It didn't take long for another Elven King awakener to appear, and the crowd once again set off jubilation. The Gan family was able to stand in the world and become the three top families, relying on the unique blood of the Elven King. With strong potential.

The names of several awakening failures appeared in the square. People were not happy or disappointed. Every time the family was eliminated, these people would be responsible for the business in the future. It would be nice to have a meal and give it to the family in the future. The lineage is passed on to give birth to a better child. Maybe someone can awaken the blood.

Everyone who succeeds in primary awakening immediately attracts the envy and praise of everyone. They all raise their heads and stand on the awakening platform. What does the success of awakening represent?

"Energize ..."

"Father, it's okay. It doesn't matter if you wake up. I don't care about taking over the family business. The children of the Zhimai family cannot really be valued in the family business."

"then you……"

"I plan to go to the Warrior Academy at my own expense, and there are people in the world who are not bloodline warriors, and also become great warriors. I want to try ..."

"But ..."

"The family's living expenses are not enough? It doesn't matter. I have hands and feet, and I will definitely become a great fighter. At that time, my father will not have to bend over to be a man at Gan's house." With a smile on his motivated face, he stretched lazily At the waist, there are divine eyes looking at the meniscus in the sky: "Zhijia? Born in Qianjia, it looks beautiful to outsiders, but I don't know. The veins of Qianjia are not as happy as ordinary people. Zhimai? It is really a nuisance Ah. "

"Energize ... Energize ... Energize ..."

Fleming called a few nervously, and woke up again with the drive to fall into memory.

"Blacksmith? Maybe it can bring me a good income ~ www.readwn.com ~ It will allow me to live a very good life, but it will not help my father to regain his dignity!" Looking eagerly at the hammer in his hand: " I must be the greatest warrior! Nothing else! Just for my father! I want him to hold his head up, let him stand up his spine, let him look at everyone proudly, and let him proudly follow everyone Say, my son is motivated! He is my pride! "

Franlin gazed energetically, those persistent eyes he had never seen before!

"This young man ..." Flalin breathed the hot breath in the courtyard and asked himself secretly, what kind of unknown past did he have?

"I want to be a warrior." The motivated gaze moved from the hammer to Fleming's face, and said calmly and seriously: "Become a real warrior, the greatest warrior!"

"The greatest warrior? This road ... is difficult to follow." Francis didn't persuade much, the persistent look had said everything, but if you want to be the greatest warrior, for a person who is not a bloodline warrior It is simply impossible.

Don't have the ultimate awakening among the three ultimate bloodline warriors. Except for the three ultimate bloodline warriors of the demons who can compete, there is no one to be able to fight. Other bloodline warriors can't compete.

"There must be a miracle, there must be ..." Energetic glanced at Francis' lonely look: "I know what you are thinking. There must be a miracle, it must be ... even ordinary people can live a sparkle Wonderful! Uncle, let's pull the bellows. I'll play a few pieces of fifth-grade fine iron and it's time to go to Fabredis. "

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