There are more than a dozen sword-casting stoves prepared by Mr. Rong.

Some attempters input a wisp of energy into the sword-casting furnace. In the holes at the lower left side, those sword-casting furnaces suddenly seemed to be activated, and large pieces of flames rose out, and the scene was a bit spectacular.

The people wrapped a piece of mortal iron on it with tongs and placed it in the sword-casting furnace.

The flames in the sword-casting furnace are activated by the special array patterns in the furnace. After a while, the iron begins to turn slightly red under the scorching flames, and there are signs of weakening.

"Forging materials also require strict temperature requirements. Now you can decide when you can forge them based on your own feelings..."

Mr. Rong said lightly.

Feeling the temperature of the material and the timing of forging is also a verification of talent.

Some people scratched their ears and were a little confused. Then someone gritted their teeth and took the van iron out of the stove, picked up the hammer and forged it. But just as the hammer fell, the van iron suddenly folded in half and exploded...

"It was too early to remove the material, the iron temperature did not meet the requirements, and it failed..."

Mr. Rong said in disguise.

The man suddenly turned red in an old face and left the sword-casting furnace with dejected expression.

Then someone started forging. The forging hammer fell, but the material was squeezed and deformed, becoming a pool of viscous liquid...

"The time is too late, the material is deformed, and it fails..."

The hammer holds too light and fails to meet the requirements.

As Mr. Rong fell one after another, many people also failed to retreat due to various reasons, and no one survived for a few minutes...

Some people who are still taking action can't help but smash their tongues. This is too difficult. Just forging mortal iron has so many requirements. It is hard to imagine how difficult it would be if it were rare materials.

This skill is indeed extraordinary.

Han narrowed his eyes and carefully remembered the reasons for the failure of those people.

Watching this video did open his eyes and he also developed a strong interest in making a sword.

“Fifty Forged…”

Fifty-five forging..."

Sixty forging..."

Someone is going to succeed!”

At this moment, someone exclaimed that on the left side of the many sword-casting furnaces, a figure was waving the hammer and hitting it steadily. He almost avoided the places where Mr. Rong said that it was easy to make mistakes. He waved the hammer more than 60 times.

I have always asked Baifu, and I have almost completed most of it.

"Yan Kun?" Lin Han raised his eyebrows. The other party was Yan Kun. It was impossible to tell that this guy could have reached this point. He is worthy of being the second son of Yan Shen Sect.

At this time, Yan Kun was sweating profusely.

The hammer is not light in weight, and it is dozens of kilograms. After wielding dozens of hammers, it becomes heavier and heavier.

Although he was very tired, Yan Kun was obviously not comparable to that of an ordinary second-generation ancestor. He burst out with a powerful aura, insisting on his mind and continuing.

"Eighty forging..."

“Eighty-five forging…”

"Ninety Forging..." Forging

As the hammer fell, the red mortal iron continued to squeeze and became smaller. As Mars splashed, some impurities were constantly removed.

"Ninety-five forging..."

"Ninety-eight forging..."

The sweat on Kun's face became more and more, and even the palm of his hand holding the hammer was trembling slightly.

Such highly accurate hammer drops are also a huge test for a person's mind.

"when!"

A hundred hammers fell, and Yan Kun finally succeeded. The mortal iron that was originally the size of a palm turned into a baby's fist and was refined in the water, but the iron block was shining brightly and extremely shiny."

Mr. Rong, how do you think I'm forging?" Yan Kun was a little excited and presented the iron on his face and smiled at Mr. Rong.

Mr. Rong used his withered fingers to put the semen iron in his hand, observed it repeatedly, and nodded, "There are still many impurities, but it is also very valuable to do this for the first time. The quality is about six points, which is considered passing." Yan

The smile on Kun's face became even stronger and said, "That introductory tutorial for sword making..." Rong

The old man looked at the people who were still trying in a hurry and nodded slightly. Judging from their talent, it was obviously impossible to compete with Yan Kun, which means that this top score was indeed Yan Kun's.

"Wait a minute!" Just as Mr. Rong was about to lend the book to Yan Kun, a girl's voice suddenly sounded.

Jiao'er Yingying stood up and said, "Old Rong, this hasn't been completed yet. You can lend him the book so quickly. Maybe someone will have better grades than him next." Rong

The old frowned and was about to speak, but Yan Kun's face turned gloomy and sneered: "Just because of these people, they want to achieve better grades than me? Dream!"

Many people didn't refute, and they all were depressed and simply gave up.

Yan Kun's achievements are so outstanding that they feel desperate.

"Jiao'er... Do you think you are sure to beat me?" Yan Kun looked at Lin Jiao'er and smiled.

Jiaoer's pretty face couldn't help but turn slightly red. She was a fun person by nature, so she couldn't wave the hammer for a hundred times, let alone anything else.

However, in the crowd of the hall, she was stubborn and unwilling to lose. She immediately pouted and said, "I...I can't do it, maybe others can't do it!"

The boy who had been sitting there calmly all the time beside him couldn't help but his eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "My ninth brother must have better grades than you..."

Lin Han…”

Many people were stunned.

It is said that Lin Han’s achievements in the dynasty martial arts competition are very impressive, but it is unlikely that he would beat Yan Kun in sword making.

Pingting also threw her beautiful eyes over and sneered slightly. Obviously, she didn't think Lin Han could do it.

Her vision has to be admitted that Yan Kun's achievements are already very good among ordinary people."

Just him?" Yan Kun couldn't help laughing to the sky. In fact, it was not the first time he had forged materials. He had also made preparations in Yan Shen Sect. In addition, he had a special sensitivity to the temperature of flames, so he achieved this step. Lin Han thought that he had surpassed him as soon as he came up, which was a fantasy."

If he could beat me, not only would the book give me a hand, but I could also give me an additional 100,000 taels of silver notes..." Yan Kun took out a silver notes from his arms and said proudly.

One hundred thousand taels of silver notes?” No

The young man exclaimed, this is a lot of property."

If he can't win..." Yan Kun stared at Lin Jiaoer and smiled maliciously: "You want to accompany me to travel in the Imperial Capital for two days, how about it?"

He is a well-known lustful person. He spent two days with such a person and everyone knew that this was not a good thing."

You..." Lin Jiaoer didn't expect Yan Kun to make such a dirty request, and her pretty face couldn't help but turn red.

In front of everyone, she was always willful, and immediately gritted her teeth and said in shame: "Okay, I have bet with you!"

!Four

Zhou suddenly caused an uproar. Who is it?

I didn't expect that Lin Jiaoer was so willful and really dared to take it. This was related to the royal face, and the bet was too exciting.

"Then Lin Han, you go to the stage!" Yan Kun smiled happily, feeling that he was sure of winning, and said contemptuously at Lin Han.

Seeing that the matter turned into this step, Lin Han shook his head helplessly, thinking that Jiaoer was too rude.

But now that things have come to this point, he cannot admit defeat, otherwise Yan Shenzong will be proud of himself in the sky again.

"I'll try..." Lin Han nodded and stood up. He just remembered many people's failures, so he was also somewhat confident.

On the stone sky, a half-man-high sword-casting furnace stood.

Han came closer and stared at the sword-casting furnace, but a hint of doubt flashed in his heart. He had indeed seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

The forging hammer on the side of the stone platform is cast from special materials, heavy, with a weight of about fifty kilograms. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is indeed a big part. After all, it is not easy to hold it hundreds or thousands of times."

Stop grinding, start!" Yan Kun sneered with his hands on his chest.

Han ignored him and recalled the key points that Mr. Rong had mentioned before in his mind. Then he placed his hand in front of a hole in the lower left of the sword furnace and inputted a thread of energy into it.

boom!

A large piece of red flame immediately rose from the furnace mouth and rushed out.

"this…"

Many people were shocked. The flames stimulated by Lin Han seemed to be more intense than ordinary people.

The old man also raised his eyebrows. The strength of the flame of the sword-casting furnace is determined by the quality of the qi of the activater. The higher the mass, the more violent the flame will be.

Obviously, Lin Han practiced the skills better than everyone present.

If the flame is strong, it will greatly save you. The opportunity for refining is self-evident and the benefits of sword-casting masters are self-evident.

The little guy Lin Han’s martial arts are not simple.

Thinking of this, a glimmer of light flashed across his turbid eyes, and he was a little expectant, wanting to see what kind of performance will the crown prince who rose to sweep the graves in the back mountain and caused a lot of controversy in the imperial capital today.
Chapter completed!