Jian Chen took a deep breath. The next step was something he had never done many times before. He didn't dare to be careless in the slightest. If he failed, he would really even have the heart to die. {Free Novel}
Jian Chen stared closely at the sword that was almost ready, nodded, and a burst of vitality in his hand was released instantly. He touched the sword embryo in his hand bit by bit, and soon the sword body, which was still a little black, suddenly
Emits a silvery white luster.
Blacksmiths are better than ordinary blacksmiths in this regard. They only need some of their own vitality to consecrate the stone. But this is far from over. Jian Chen's vitality is still a constant releaser. The iron sword lying quietly on the forging platform is at this moment.
He began to absorb Jian Chen's vitality without any leakage.
"What a precise control. It doesn't let the vitality leak out at all. It is indeed a good seedling." Nalins, who had been looking at Jian Chen, couldn't help but nodded. Jian Chen had brought him too many surprises today, so
Now he is acting calmer.
"What? You've got the idea of recruiting a disciple." He Dun looked at Nalins' expression and said with a smile.[
Nalins nodded. He had only accepted Hongying as a disciple in his life, and this Hongying was the daughter of a dead friend. Otherwise, he would not have accepted her. At this time, Jian Chen's talent and character had already improved.
impressed him.
Time was flying by, and the sweat on Jian Chen's forehead did not stop for a moment, but there was no trace of fatigue in Jian Chen's eyes, but instead they were very bright.
The long sword on the stage gradually began to shine with light, and the light was as erratic as a snake spitting out a message.
Seeing Jian Chen nodded, that's it. Jian Chen collected his energy. In an instant, the light on the sword became stronger, but it didn't take long for the sword to dim, indicating that a strange brilliance was flowing on it.
, very vivid. Jian Chen breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that everything went smoothly than he imagined.
He Dun, who was looking at Jian Chen on the stage, nodded, waved to the person next to him, and that person went down and carefully put Jian Chen's sword in an exquisite wooden box. This is the rule of the Blacksmith Guild.
Don't start testing the sword's grade until everyone's results are out, so as not to affect the performance of others.
Seeing that everything was over, Jian Chen turned his attention to the forging platform next to him. He Lin was also skillfully infusing the weapon with spirit. It seemed that his technique was quite skillful and not unfamiliar at all. On the other hand, the others were a little inferior.
It seems that this guy still has a certain degree of pride.
Jian Chen looked at Hongying again. Hongying's slender hands were already a little red at the moment, and her face was dripping with sweat. It seemed that women were still weaker in terms of physical strength, but Hongying like this had a different kind of beauty. Her clothes were slightly wet.
The exquisite curves are becoming more prominent.
However, Jian Chen is not a slut. He always stares at other people's curves. Jian Chen focused his gaze on Hong Ying's hand. Hong Ying's hand moved little by little on the sword, but his energy was not as strong as his own.
No hint of leakage.
It is quite difficult to pour 100% of the vitality into the sword. Just a moment ago, I was exhausted, but Hongying seemed to be able to do it with ease. In this battle, I, Hongying, and I are the only ones who can do this.
It was because she relied on her strong mental power to accurately control her vitality, but Hongying was obviously not like this. The reason why Hongying was able to do this seemed to be due to her technique. Jian Chen was a little excited at this moment.
The sand in the upper part of the hourglass decreased little by little, and people continued to complete their works. Hongying put her hands away, and the light on the sword flowed, with a smile on her face, looking at Nalins and Ruolin on the stage, as if
Like offering a treasure. Then he looked at Jian Chen with provocative eyes.
Jian Chen couldn't help pinching his nose, he really couldn't do such a thing to offend a woman, it would be too vindictive.
"Okay, time is up. On the 3rd, on the 7th. Stop, but don't be discouraged. You have made a lot of progress compared to last time. After you go back this time, you will make a good summary and you should be able to succeed next time. You are young.
Don't be afraid of failure." As soon as He Dun saw that the time for the hourglass was up, he comforted the two people who had not finished forging it, and his tone was very kind.
Hearing the elder's affirmation, the two of them were overjoyed. Although they did not succeed, they would work hard to live up to the elder's high expectations when they returned.
"Now start checking the work from No. 1." He Dun said to his men.
The man carefully took out the No. 1 forged weapon from the wooden box, which was a fine steel spear. He put the weapon into a tester.
Jian Chen also looked at the scene in front of him very carefully. This was the first time he saw the grade of a weapon being measured. Normally, the blacksmith had a rough idea of his weapon, but the specific advantages
It is difficult to judge whether it is inferior or not, so this tester was born. However, it can only test human-level weapons. Weapons at higher levels are far beyond what the instrument can detect.
The pointer on the instrument began to climb up little by little, and finally broke through the human mark. The young man on stage 1 breathed a sigh of relief. Crossing the human mark meant that the grade level had reached the human level. No matter what, so did the others behind him.
Passed the assessment. The final mark just passed the human level and then stopped.
He Dun nodded, "Congratulations to No. 1, Zhang Hao. He is a second-level elementary human. He passed the assessment. Then go to the hall to register as a blacksmith. Then the second one will follow."
With He Dun's announcement, the young man felt completely relieved. He could finally become a blacksmith. The word "blacksmith" means status and wealth.[
Soon all the tests were completed, and it was Hongying's turn. Hongying also forged a sword. The staff carefully put the weapon into the tester. Hongying also looked nervously, waiting for the results, but
Nalins had a smile on his face. At their level, they could basically judge the level with their eyes. Although this sword was not perfect, it could still pass the test without any problem.
As expected, the final result was an intermediate level three. Hongying, who didn't like smiling when she heard the result, also smiled. This is the best result so far.
"Next, number eight."
He Lin's heart became nervous when he heard that it was his turn. He still remembered the bet. Originally, he was still full of confidence, but when he saw that Jian Chen was the first to finish the game, and the subsequent spiritual injection was also perfect.
The belief in victory in my heart suddenly disappeared.
The pointer quickly climbed up, passing the human scale without stopping at all. It continued to move upwards, and soon broke Hongying's score. Seeing this, the smile on He Lin's face suddenly appeared.
"Human Level 4 Advanced. He Lin, congratulations on passing the assessment." He Dun's voice sounded after the pointer stopped. His voice was obviously trembling. To be precise, it was excitement. Human Level 4 Intermediate. This is
An excellent result.
"Put piece number nine in."
As Jian Chen's box was opened and put into the tester, everyone held their breath. They all knew about the bet between the two.
Jian Chen's sword was put into it, and the pointer on the tester began to climb, and soon passed the human level.
Everyone knows that no matter what the result is, the word Jian Chen will definitely spread in Youchi City and even the whole country. The fifteen-year-old first-level blacksmith is definitely a shocking achievement. I remember that the previous youngest record in Youchi City was still from this guild.
The president set the record at seventeen years old, and Jian Chen was two years younger than him, two years younger.
But all this is not over yet. Whether Jian Chen's reputation can be instantly established depends on the success or failure of this bet. If he wins, Jian Chen will step on He Lin's shoulders and stand in front of the world. If he loses, he will inevitably leave behind