On the Seven Towers

Xiao Chen said: "You can experiment, but I also want to know what this folding knife is like."

The dwarf handed the sword to Kalanda, held the dagger in front of him, and shouted to Kalanda: "Cut quickly. Use fighting spirit!"

Kalanda saw Xiao Chen making a gesture of invitation, so he and the dwarf activated their fighting spirit at the same time. The red and white fighting spirit overflowed from their bodies and extended to their weapons, shrouding both weapons in mist.

This is a commonly used technique among warriors. Dou Qi can enhance the hardness of weapons and add attribute damage. Xiao Chen discovered that Karanda's level was obviously higher than that of the dwarves. Except for the white fighting spirit wrapped around the weapon, there was almost no light on her body. Farrell was like a red torch, with two to three centimeters of fighting spirit flames billowing around him.

Kalanda struck the folding knife with his sword, and the swords made a soft "clang" sound when they met, and then became embedded together. She pulled the sword away and found that the folding knife actually cut into the sword body. The magic sword was cut very deeply, and the crack reached almost a quarter of the width of the sword body. The two of them looked at the dagger again, but it only had a small crack.

Farrell looked at the dagger in his hand against the sunlight coming from the window, forgetting what he said for a while. Kalanda was an experienced mercenary, and he was secretly surprised that this seemingly ordinary stainless steel dagger was so powerful.

Xiao Chen secretly smiled in his heart. This knife was made of Swedish powder steel. It is also a very high-end knife in modern times. Although he does not understand metallurgy, he at least knows about modern steel with high carbon, high chromium, and high molybdenum. After various heat treatments, where is it? Are the weapons of this era comparable?

"We can't make steel like this, are you lying?" Luo Ling said softly.

"Isn't this fishing? Without scented bait, how can the fish take the bait? Our technology and equipment are indeed far behind, but at least we know the direction of progress. After he joins us, he will definitely have more hope of constantly surpassing himself." Xiao Chen Leisurely said, "The enchanting technology in this world is very magical. How powerful it would be if we combined our smelting and casting technology with the magical rune technology."

"This is obviously steel, the most ordinary steel. Why is it so hard? It's harder than this long sword with the magic runes of "strong" and "sharp" added! What's going on?" Farrell said bitterly After thinking to no avail, he rushed to Xiao Chen and grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Tell me quickly, tell me quickly!"

"I don't know." Xiao Chen shrugged.

"What?" Farrell looked like he was going to eat him.

"But someone knows!"

"Who? In this world, no one knows casting better than dwarves. Who has such an amazing ability?" Farrell asked with a thick breath coming from his big nose.

"In my college, there are experts who master similar crafts. We came all the way and have now settled in Floro. Recently they have begun to build blast furnaces and factories to specialize in the production of high-quality steel tools." Xiao Chen broke away from Farley. He held his hand and replied unhurriedly.

"Who are you? I have been to many places in the mainland, and you are different from the people here." Farrell then looked at Xiao Chen and Xiao Chen carefully.

"We..." Xiao Chen glanced at Luo Ling and said, "We are Chinese and do not belong to this continent originally, so we have a lot of technologies that are not available here."

"Chinese? I want to buy your technology!" Farrell said bluntly, "I can even trade with you some of the magic text forging methods I invented!"

Xiao Chen was thinking.

"I can also give you a batch of magic equipment as a supplement!" Farrell added.

Xiao Chen shook his head and said: "I don't know much about forging, so I can't do this business, but I am willing to ask you to come to our place and have a look. Maybe then, we can discuss how to cooperate..."

"Where are you?"

"My academy is an amazing castle. It contains not only a forging factory, but also countless books on this subject. If you are willing to come over, you will have the opportunity to see many things that you have never seen before."

"You...are you trying to recruit me?" Farrell grabbed his beard and twisted it around with his fingers. "For most of my life, I have met many people who have made plans for me. Some people They used gold coins to bribe me, some threatened me with violence, and some tried various forging methods to seduce me, but they all failed, and no one could control Farrell.”

"We never meant to control you, we just wanted to invite you to visit and communicate..." Xiao Chen defended.

Farrell shook his big head like a rattle, "I am no longer a little kid who just came out of the mountain. Don't lie to me with words that you don't even believe. Strangers you have never seen before come mysteriously." Road, technology I have never heard of, asking me to go to a place I don't know, and you are a magician! If you put these things together, I would be a fool if I followed you. I have my own business, and I’m willing to exchange technology with you, right here! But I don’t want to be locked up in a place where I can’t see the sun for the rest of my life, working for you all my life.”

Xiao Chen didn't expect this dwarf to be so defensive. He noticed that all the enthusiasm in the dwarf's front had completely subsided. When he said these words, a trace of confusion flashed across his face, but in the end he became decisive again. He wanted to give some more advice, but the dwarf over there spoke again.

"Little Calanda, do a good thing for Farrell. Send them out. They have such good weapons, why do they need my goods." The dwarf walked into the workshop at the back without looking back. "Come here tomorrow and get this knife, and I'll mend it."

Calanda sent Xiao Chen and the two out, and said apologetically: "I don't know your true purpose. I can only tell you that what Father Farrell said is true. He has good skills and has many big names. They all want to hire him to work exclusively for themselves, but he has never promised anyone. Please don’t have this intention. Please come back.”

Xiao Chen nodded depressedly and prepared to leave. But at this time Luo Ling spoke: "Miss Karanda, are you an experienced mercenary warrior? I wonder if you have time. I would like to buy you a drink."

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In an open space outside Floro Village, Ji Yijun was dodging Enrique's fist. Ji Yijun turned his body slightly to avoid Enrique's chest punch. Taking advantage of the opponent's remaining momentum, he used the palm of his hand to hit Enrique's fist. With a support from Rick's waist, Enrique stumbled towards a tree in front of him. His fist that he didn't retract suddenly made a two-inch deep hole in the tree.

Ji Yijun trembled when he looked at it. Is that still a human being? If he had been hit by this fist, would he still have to go to the hospital with broken bones? He was scared when he thought about it. He actually fought with this freak for a long time with real swords and guns, so he angrily yelled at Enrique: "I told you that we have gone through the moves, so you can save some strength." Don't hit me, didn't you hear me?"

Enrique grinned and said: "Aren't you a master? Are you afraid of my fists? I really don't use my full strength."

This kid wants to see me make a fool of myself. Ji Yijun felt unhappy and couldn't help but said angrily: "Asshole, come again and see if I don't knock you down again!"

The two of them were on the ground again. Ji Yijun got angry and showed no mercy. He threw Enrique to the ground several times. This time he applied more force. Enrique fell so hard that his nose was broken. Blood, Garcia screamed excitedly while watching, and kept encouraging the master.

Ji Yijun didn't say anything, but suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. Sure enough, under a small tree not far from them, two young men, a man and a woman, appeared out of nowhere.

Although these two young men were wearing burlap clothes that were common in the village, their expressions and behaviors were very different from ordinary villagers. Ji Yijun thought about it and felt that they were like swans among ducks. Even though their fur was painted gray, their accents were It cannot be changed.

The two men wore cloaks with hoods on their heads. They stood in the backlight so that Ji Yijun couldn't see their faces for a while.

At this time, Enrique got up from the ground while wiping his nosebleed. He was very unhappy when he saw two strangers watching the fun. He shouted in a rough voice: "Where are you from? What are you looking at? What do you want to do in secret?" "

The young man snorted coldly, waved to Enrique, and felt a cold wind coming from him. The cold wind was like a knife, invisible and without quality, passing through a space of more than 20 meters and hitting Enrique head-on. gram. Enrique used his arms to block it in a hurry, and felt a ball of air hit his hand, then exploded with a bang, and a force knocked him to the ground. He got up awkwardly and was surprised to find that the clothes on his arms were in pieces, but the outside of Enrique's arms was now covered with scales, so he was not seriously injured.

Ji Yijun's eyes lit up and he blurted out: "Is this fighting spirit?"

The cloaked man looked at Ji Yijun and said, "The magician's guard has never even seen Dou Qi?"

"Huh, I've never seen fighting spirit, but I may not be able to beat you! You hit my man... you must give an explanation." Ji Yijun stepped forward and stood in front of Enrique and Garcia.

"Yes, you have some courage." The young man nodded approvingly and said, "I taught him a lesson because he disrespected the strong. Since you want to stand out, then fight me! Your fighting skills are very interesting, I am not I’ve never seen anyone use force to gain strength, but your method is quite special.”

Ji Yijun vaguely felt that he was no match for that young man. Directly attacking a target twenty meters away is already comparable to the kung fu in martial arts TV series. I just know more boxing and kicking kung fu than ordinary people. How can I be able to compete with the legendary high-ranking people?

But when he slowly walked towards the young man and slowly made a starting gesture. Such thoughts were eliminated from his mind. At this time, there was nothing in his heart except the instinct to fight and the desire to fight.

Ji Yijun may be an impulsive person, or he may be a reckless person. But he has a warrior's heart. A true warrior must not be afraid of challenges, must not surrender to the strong, must constantly challenge the enemy, and constantly challenge himself. Perhaps such a person can easily fall on the road of challenge, but if not, he will not be able to embark on the road to success. The path to the realm of true strength.

Ji Yijun felt his heart beating wildly and his blood boiling, but his mind was extremely clear. He spoke like nails: "Then fight!"

At this time, the girl in the cloak stopped her brother and said, "Brother, let me do it. This person is interesting."

The young man asked the girl to step forward without saying anything.

The girl stood in front of Ji Yijun, took off her cloak and threw it aside, showing her strong and strong body. The sun shone on her long golden hair from behind, giving her whole body a golden halo, which set off the sculpture. The same beautiful face and eyes as bright as emeralds.

For a moment, Ji Yijun thought he saw an angel under the God of War.