The heavy hammer comes into contact with the metal, causing brilliant sparks from friction.
The strong air flow poured like waves, and the onlookers had to continue to retreat.
"This woman's temper is indeed as weird as the rumors say."
"After all, he is Master Harrington's disciple, so it is understandable to be proud."
"Huh... for weapons, for weapons! I endure it!"
A low moan reached the girl's ears, but she didn't care and continued to swing the hammer.
There are many important things, why waste it on things that are not worth it?
"Meow?"
The sound of milky milk suddenly sounded, with obvious doubts.
This cry... is quite cute.
The girl was thinking about one thing after another.
"This is a very ancient forging method," the woman who spoke had a clear and melodious voice, "it can be traced back to the mother planet Earth."
The girl was stunned and looked over at Xun Sheng——
She was a very special woman, dressed in red, with long hair tied high, a beautiful face, but a gentle expression.
Sensing her gaze, the woman raised her head, her twinkling peach blossom eyes instantly cooled down, and the aura around her body also changed, becoming a bit more sharp and a bit less warm.
This transformation made the girl think of a sharp blade that had been unsheathed, and that breathtaking edge was what she had been pursuing throughout her life.
The girl suddenly became interested.
She winked at the woman openly, and the woman tilted her head, held Zai Zai's paw, and waved at her.
"Why did you stop?"
"Hey, you finally want to pay attention to us?"
"That's right. How can a weapons manufacturer pretend to be aloof?"
…
Hearing such a voice again, the girl raised her eyebrows and said bluntly: "Since you look down on me so much, why not just leave?"
She stretched out her left hand to indicate that everyone is welcome.
Before he finished speaking, many people's expressions changed.
"You can't use the weapons I made." The girl picked up the hammer again. "If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself."
Snap——
The heavy hammer fell, sparks flashed, and strong air flow raged out, and the onlookers retreated again.
"Just give it a try!" The unshaven man barely stood still and held an exhibit casually, "If I can control it——"
"Then I'll give it to you."
The girl answered: "Don't worry, I never joke."
The man grinned: "That's what you said!"
He shook the stick in his hand and shouted: "Transform!"
And then - countless things happened.
Meng Nanxu who was watching:...
In this posture, what do you call transformation? Is it right to just call it transformation?
"This is impossible!" The man was shocked. "Aren't all modern weapons equipped with intelligent systems? How come they can't recognize my commands?"
The girl continued to sigh: "I have already said that if it is not suitable, it is not suitable. Why should I lie to you?"
The man pointed to the introduction sign: "You said it, it can change shape, you can change it and show it to me!"
"Transformation?" Meng Nanxu stretched out his hand and took the stick, "It's very simple."
She swung it hard, and the stick instantly broke into three sections, with only two silver-white chains connecting it - this was actually a three-section stick!
Meng Nanxu moved his right wrist, and the three-section stick began to dance like a swimming dragon.
After a while, Meng Nanxu stopped his strength, and with two "click" sounds, the three-section stick turned back into a long stick.
Everyone was stunned.
Meng Nanxu was a little nostalgic, and she explained in a low voice: "The producer is right, these ancient cultural cold weapons are indeed not suitable for you to use."