"Forget it, it's boring to bet on one kind of forging material. Also, it's boring to just bet on forging materials. How about this, whoever wins will give his space ring to the other person, and then the winner will give it to him in this space ring.
Choose any three pieces from it." Wu Ya once again copied the gambling mode with "two big iron rods", but added that he handed the space ring to the winner and let him choose three pieces.
"Okay, I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you!"
Bounte didn't care at all. He was also happy that he didn't have to continue to negotiate terms, which saved a lot of time. Three pieces, even if this human space ring is full of garbage, just this shenanigan is enough to excite him.
.
Bounte's hammer can be upgraded to another level if it is blended with alabaster.
As for losing, he has never thought about it. Whether in the Golden Hammer Tribe or in the entire dwarf tribe, he is one of the strongest people in the younger generation. He has also been to the Divine Craftsman Province and competed with human beings.
Geniuses have competed with each other, and they are completely vulnerable. The human in front of me is only in his early 20s at most. No matter how powerful his forging technology is, can he be better than the garbage of the divine craftsman?
For Boente, this was pie in the sky.
But Buente didn't know that there was a reason why the "geniuses" of the Divine Craftsman Province were rubbish. Human beings knew deeply that dwarves were a very face-loving race. As long as they were allowed to win, they would become generous, and then
Humans will have the opportunity to learn more about the forging skills of dwarves. It is undeniable that dwarves are indeed better at forging than humans, but humans are not that rubbish either.
Of course, humans also have real forging geniuses who have competed with dwarves, but Bounte has not encountered them.
"Then let's begin!"
Wu Ya also lazily wasted time and directly threw a piece of Xuan Gold Essence in his hand, and then took out the forging platform. It was also a very high-level forging platform that was awarded to the first place in the Xuan Temple Holy Meeting.
No, Bounte's eyes lit up again.
"I also want this forging platform, plus the shenanigan, there are already two things!" Bounte said bluntly, and then, the magic crystal drove the bellows, and the fiery breath came out in the elven territory, and the forging duel
start.
Wu Ya smiled coldly, and also started the bellows, and the flames billowed out, and he forged the Xuanhuang Jingjian for the third time.
This time, he will forge better than the previous two times. This time his opponent is the genius of the dwarves. Although he is sure of winning, he does not dare to underestimate the enemy. He must go all out and use Klerens' skills
Bring it all out.
Hmm, if you lose, Clarence might get too sad and blow himself up for you.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
The fiery breath and crisp knocking sound surged under the Elf Holy Tree. The elves looked at each other speechlessly. What kind of fuss was going on? Suddenly it turned into a forging duel, and the Elf Core Palace was regarded as a battlefield. By the way, have you passed the Master?
Do you agree?
The poor elves have turned into air. Who cares about them now?
The people of the Beast Teng clan were even more speechless. They were the most miserable people at the scene. If dozens of people died, it must have been in vain. Marshal Ying had a bad reputation and was still in a coma. Everyone was suffering. I really want to
Leave the Elf Forest immediately.
Well, they still feel that Marshal Ying must have been framed, and it must be the fault of this human being. They can say that they hate this human being to the core, but when they saw this human being's sudden idiotic performance, they were a little shaken.
Is such an idiot human being really the mastermind behind framing Master Ying? Is it true that Marshal Ying is a pervert as the background of the story says?
Xue Dier's eyes flashed, what kind of show is this demonic human going to perform?
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
The sound of knocking continued, and Boente's men did not look at Boente's forging at all. They were too familiar with and too confident in Boente, and now they just wanted to watch the human joke in front of them.
"Humans, they are so fucking impressive."
"He looks like a dog!"
"Haha... It's really ridiculous. I've seen people who humiliate themselves, but I've never seen people who like to humiliate themselves so much. Don't you think so, Lord Bray? Lord Bray, how about you give a good review of this human being's forging, um,
Lord Bray, Lord Bray..."
Bounte's men used their naturally loud voices to yell at Wu Ya, and then looked at an older dwarf next to them, and asked with a chuckle, but they didn't even hear Lord Bray.
After reacting, the dwarves looked at the adult, and then saw that Lord Bray still had the mockery on his face, but his muscles were a little stiff!
"Lord Bray, how did you..."
"Shut up!" Lord Bray suddenly shouted, and then stared at Wu Ya, staring at his every move. The stiff ridicule on his face disappeared as he spoke out, and gradually became more solemn.
The scene suddenly became silent. The dwarves stopped talking. All they had in their minds were doubts. Then they followed Master Bray's gaze and followed every movement of this human being. Gradually, their expressions also solidified.
There were some with their eyes wide open, some with their mouths wide open, and some murmuring to themselves: "This seems to be the forging skill of our dwarves, and it looks better than the skills of the elders. This, this..."
Well, the powerful elders of the dwarves will publicly forge from time to time for the entire dwarf clan or all the people of a certain tribe to learn. The dwarves’ forging is not written down in books. It is all taught step by step, and also based on Wu Ya’s first contact.
Blacksmithing, that is, learning through a similar method during the eight months of being trained by Clarence, and then, the proficiency and skills in blacksmithing have to be understood, learned, and practiced by oneself, and dwarves are also different.
They are all forging geniuses, at least compared to humans.
Therefore, the skills of the elders are definitely much stronger than those of ordinary dwarves, and they are more experienced.
Of course, there are also geniuses who are specially adopted as disciples by a certain powerful elder, and they will also be very powerful. But the strange thing is that this human's skills are even more powerful than the elder's, which is what they say is more beautiful, because they are also
I can't quite understand it.
The elves looked at each other. It was impossible for them not to hear the dwarf's loud voice, and then they were shocked.
Xue Dier was pleasantly surprised, but she was even more confused about this human being. How could he even forge such a thing?
Although the Orcs didn't understand what was happening before them, they were attracted by the dwarf's words. Then they felt that they were idiots. How could they waver in this human's suspicions just now?
"Sir, that human being is difficult to deal with. Don't underestimate the enemy."
Bray finally reacted, quickly came to Boente's side, and reminded loudly.
"Bray, you don't know that I can't be disturbed when I'm forging, even against that idiotic human!"
Burntley ignored Bray and continued to strike the sword in his hand. His technique was extremely skillful, and it was much more powerful than "two big iron rods" combined. The black gold sword seemed to come to life all of a sudden.
Jumping in the fire.
Idiot, now that Boente is the only one around, you still think that human is an idiot, right?
Bray had no choice but to stare at the Black Gold Sword for a few more times and breathed a sigh of relief. Master Boente did not underestimate the enemy. He seemed to want this human being to lose miserably. He seemed to want to hit him to the point of leaving nothing behind.
, maybe his worries are unfounded? Bray thought so, and looked up at the human again, and then his lax expression became clear again: "This is impossible..."
Following this exclamation, everyone looked at the humans being forged in front of them. Regardless of whether they knew how to forge or not, their eyes widened.
I don't know when, the aura of the holy tree on Wu Ya's body became stronger, and the green surrounding Wu Ya's body was clearly visible. What's even more terrifying is that the green not only flowed into Wu Ya's body, but also flowed into the golden essence in Wu Ya's hand.
sword.
vitality……
No matter who it was, they could feel the strong vitality in the sword in Wu Ya's hand. The elves were a little dizzy, but how could the dwarves be dizzy? They were all shocked and speechless.
"It's done, human, you..."
It didn't take long for Bounte to finish it. It only took a single material and it didn't take much time at all. The fifth-level sword blank with a hint of vitality was enough to be out of reach, although he could also forge the sword into a semi-sixth level.
, but there is no need, this can just beat that human being into a scumbag, and then he will have to watch the joke of this human being.
According to past experience, when he finished forging it, his opponent might not even have the sword in its shape.
But when he raised his head, he felt something strange. Why was he so quiet? He slightly looked at the dozen or so dwarves next to him. Why were they all following their gazes subconsciously, as if they were under a restraining spell...
"This is impossible!"
Like Bray, he exclaimed when he saw this human being for the first time. It was not the forging skills but the incomparable vitality. The shapeless sword in his imagination had turned into a golden sword.
, the greenery danced above him.
"Pa..."
Bounte felt like he was dreaming now, so he slapped his face hard. The pain let him know that this was definitely not a dream. He quickly rushed to Wu Ya, ignoring the hot atmosphere around him, and stared at it intently.
Holding his sword at the fifth level, he could already feel it. This sword had definitely entered the fifth level and was even more powerful than the one in his hand.
A feeling he had never felt before erupted in his heart, a feeling of nausea as if a reptile had suddenly bitten him.
"What are you doing?"
Bounte is a genius of the dwarves. He must not lose to this human being. He must make the "definite" sword in his hand more powerful. He spun around quickly and must return to the forging platform to continue to upgrade the sword to the sixth level.
Okay, but as soon as he turned around, he saw the fists of his men waving strangely, all of which were forged with hammers, bows, etc., and he shouted violently. (To be continued. If you like this work,
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