The first dragon of all time

Chapter 47 How can we know without comparing?

Smelting materials.

Make a mold.

Condensed into sword blank.

Since this was Long Qingchen's first time casting, he was not very proficient. Fortunately, he had the memory of the Nine Ni Dragon Emperor's casting, so it was not difficult.

Long Heiye shook his head and couldn't help but sneered, "Judging from your proficiency in these few steps, I know that your casting skills are not high. At most, you are just getting started. With only this ability, you dare to Fight with me, who gave you the confidence?"

Hearing his comments, Long Bingling stretched out her white hands uneasily and pulled Long Qingchen's sleeves, whispering.

Long Qingchen patted her hand gently, took her hand off, placed the hematite sword blank on the forging pile, and held the forging hammer with the power of the green dragon floating in his palm.

The first few steps have no technical content and can be completed by any entry-level caster.

However, the most test of the caster's skills is the fourth step - tempering!

He recalled the dozens of powerful tempering methods of the Nine Ni Dragon Emperor, but with his cultivation level, he could not use them. In the end, he could only choose a relatively simple hammering method: the one-breath hammering method.

As the name suggests, the one-breath hammering method requires completing the forging steps within one breath, a total of one thousand and eight times!

In other words, within one breath, you have to beat him one thousand and eight times!

drink! ...

He took a deep breath, turned the forging hammer, and slammed it down.

when! ...

Suddenly, sparks burst out!

when! when! when! ...

The forging hammer in the palm fell like thunder, emitting a harsh trembling sound and a series of explosions, echoing throughout the entire martial arts hall!

"What is he doing?"

"Does he think that the faster the beating, the better?"...

The talented beauties covered their stinging ears and smiled mockingly.

Long Heiye shook his head again, "I have seen the hammering methods of all the forgers of all kinds of dragons in the ancient dragon domain, but I have never seen this kind of hammering method. It's just random!"

call! ...

Long Qingchen exhaled a long breath of hot turbid air, and the forging hammer in his palm suddenly stopped, exactly one thousand and eight times!

He looked at Long Bingling and said, "Quench the fire with the power of the ice dragon."

Long Bingling had no choice but to raise her hand and shoot out a blast of cold and biting ice dragon power, which landed on the red iron sword.

Zhi! ...

Thick fog emerged.

Click! Click! Click! ...

When extreme heat and cold met, dense cracks suddenly appeared on the red iron sword.

The talented beauties were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Is this the useless sword he forged?"

"I guess it will break into pieces with just a slight touch!"

"You want to have a sword fight with Academician Long Heiye by forging this useless sword?"...

They laughed until tears came out.

Long Bingling's face turned red, as if she wanted to find a crack in the ground to burrow into.

Long Heiye's voice was cold, "Now, leave the martial arts hall immediately, go back to the cave, pack your things, and never step foot into the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Palace!"

Long Bingling's body trembled, his face turned pale, and he begged, "He is young and frivolous. Please be kind to the academician and give him a chance to change his ways."

Long Heiye's eyes were cold, "I have given him many opportunities, but unfortunately, he does not repent. Needless to say, leave the Dragon Blood Martial House immediately!"

Long Jinxuan'er slowly stood up and said calmly, "He has broken through the dusty dragon blood road for eight thousand years. He can be called a peerless genius who only emerges every eight thousand years. He was selected into the Dragon Blood Martial Palace as an exception. The palace master, deputy palace master and everyone All the academicians value him very much, Academician Long Heiye, I’m afraid you don’t have the right to expel him from the Dragon Blood Martial Palace, do you?”

"Are you threatening me?"

Long Heiye's face was ugly and he stared at her sharply.

Threaten academicians?

The talented beauties looked at Long Jinxuan'er in surprise.

Long Qingchen was also a little surprised. He didn't expect Long Jinxuan'er to stand up and speak for him.

Long Jinxuan'er said calmly, "That's not what I meant, but to be honest, to expel him from Longxinwu Mansion, we need the consent of the palace master."

"No need for you to remind me!"

Long Heiye said coldly, "After expelling him from the Dragon Blood Martial Palace, I will tell everything to the master of the palace!"

"Isn't it too early for you to conclude that I have lost before we even started fighting?" Long Qingchen slowly raised the cracked hematite long sword. Although it is not very beautiful, it can be cast for the first time. He was quite satisfied with the success.

Long Heiye smiled and said, "With this useless sword of yours, you still want to fight with me?"

Long Qingchen's eyes were dull, "That's right. How can we know without comparing?"

"Is he crazy?"

"He narrowly escaped death and worked his way through the Dragon Blood Path. He was hailed as a peerless genius who only appeared in eight thousand years. He was even honored as the new chief disciple with the supreme honor. But now, he has been expelled from the Dragon Blood Martial Palace. This was such a huge blow that he may have lost consciousness."...

The talented beauties are full of banter and show no mercy.

"I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin." Long Heiye suddenly picked up the extremely sharp hematite sword and stared at Long Qingchen coldly, "In that case, I will let you know what the gap is, come on !”

Long Qingchen raised the cracked red iron sword and slashed it out.

Click!

There was a crisp breaking sound, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground, looking for the bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan.com and inserted it on the floor.

Sure enough, as expected, he was vulnerable!

The entire martial arts hall was deathly silent.

All eyes were dumbfounded, staring blankly at the red iron long sword in Long Heiye's hand. They saw that a section of the red iron long sword in his hand had been broken off. The fracture was smooth, as if it had been cut by a peerless divine sword. Break!

On the other hand, the red iron sword in Long Qingchen's hand was full of cracks, as if it would break at any time, but it was intact!

Which one is strong and which one is weak?

It’s clear at a glance!

What he forged was a useless sword?

ridiculous!

Drive him out of Dragon Blood Martial Palace?

Even more ridiculous!

"how so?"

"His casting skills are higher than Academician Long Heiye's?"...

The faces of the talented beauties were gloomy, as if they were eating live flies.

Long Heiye stared blankly at the red iron sword with a section cut off in his hand. His tall body was like a body that had lost its soul, as if he had aged dozens of years.

Long Qingchen glanced at Long Heiye, a little bit unbearable. Long Heiye was a six-star forger, but he was defeated by him in the most proud field. He could understand Long Heiye's current mood, and couldn't help but Explain it.

"You did all the other steps very well, except for two steps, something went wrong."

"The fourth step is that when forging, your strength is a little too much, which causes the toughness of the hematite to decrease."

"In the last step, when quenching, you use clean water as the quenching fluid. You should use the power of the extremely cold ice dragon. Hematite belongs to fire. Only the cold quenching fluid can fully bring out the fire attribute of hematite! "

After hearing his explanation, Long Heiye's absent-minded eyes regained their brilliance, getting brighter and brighter, thoughtfully.

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