Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 143 Magic Iron Furnace
It's just a face-to-face encounter... There has never been a paladin who has failed miserably in close combat with someone. Oh my God, is this a joke? The paladin itself has a lot of holy light defense skills, and his face remains unchanged even with swords and axes. What's more,
Wearing half-inch-thick armor, the armor is the standard equipment of the Royal Guards. It is made of iron mixed with mithril. It is strong and durable and will never rust. It is also designed to be perfect. Every arc or angle can
To resist the enemy's damage to the maximum extent, in such a situation where there was no suspense, Shen Zhimo kicked him half to death. It was simply unbelievable and shocking.
The dwarves' faces turned pale, and the hammers fell to the ground. Such a big movement was not something that fragile hearts could bear.
The first paladin who was knocked down staggered up. Shen Zhimo stepped on his face and stepped back to the ground. This move was powerful and heavy, and there was a huge amount of force under his feet. He was not only beaten to the head.
It's as simple as dizziness, a collapsed nose, torn facial skin, chipped teeth, and detached retinas. Unless he is reincarnated in the next life, his whole face will never be restored to its original state.
The young man next to the girl had a serious face and snorted coldly, saying: "Your Excellency is very skilled. It looks like you are from the Royal Special Forces? Why did you become a peace officer? I think you are used to being domineering.
Well, he was able to injure two Paladins in a row."
"Yes, if you want to sit on my head and poop and pee, you have to weigh your own weight. Are you right? I won't hold you responsible for offending me. I'll give you five seconds. How fucking hard are you?
Go as far as you can."
Everyone's expression changed, and the young man was even more furious. They were ten meters away from each other, and their eyes almost stared into Shen Zhimo's face, as if he had violated an unforgivable taboo.
Aubrey jumped up and said with a smile: "No, lick my asshole clean before you go away. Hey, that pretty boy is talking about you. What are you looking at? Haven't you seen your grandpa?"
A dwarf squatting by the stove suddenly hugged his shoulders and shouted: "Why is it so cold!" Everyone looked at each other. The originally strong flames were as weak as candles, and the water in the bucket was covered with thin layers of ice.
A bone-chilling mist gradually spread in the blacksmith shop. The dwarf who was making the iron almost dislocated his arm because of the shock. The suddenly cooled iron was much harder than when it was red-hot.
From the young man's eyes, you can see a stunning blue light, like a bottomless abyss. His sleeves trembled, his left hand was slightly raised, his thumb and index finger were pinched, and his posture was weird. It was like being on the altar of the Tower of Eternal Time.
of spell runes.
Shen Zhimo was not too stupid and could see that the strangeness was in the young man. He should be a high-level frost magician. The sudden drop in temperature was a sign that the spell was about to be activated. It could cool down the hot blacksmith shop instantly.
It would be too simple. Without the guidance of a famous teacher, more than ten years of careful practice and extraordinary talent, it is almost impossible to do it. This kid is only twenty years old. Is he really a magic wizard? No wonder their two guards were knocked down.
He also had a nonchalant look on his face.
The young man raised the corner of his mouth, showing a cruel smile and said: "Do you regret it? I want you to understand that the dignity of a noble cannot be violated at will. Otherwise, you will have to pay a heavy price."
Shen Zhimo was about to throw a knife at the arrogant boy when the back door of the blacksmith shop suddenly opened and a very thick and strong dwarf walked in. He was almost as tall as Aubrey and was more than two heads taller than an ordinary dwarf.
The shoulders, width and waist in different proportions look very powerful. The arms alone are thicker than Aubrey's head, like an indestructible iron tower. The red beard that reaches the chest is tied into a braid, and he is only wearing a worn-out clothing.
He has a short lapel, but his face has an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura like an emperor.
The dwarf just looked around the scene indifferently, then his eyes fell on the young man, frowned, and said: "Your Excellency Ulysses, I don't want to make too much noise where I live. You go, I will take care of that thing tomorrow."
It will be completed, and you can come and get it when the time comes." The voice was extremely deep, like a person talking in a well, with the sound of an urn, the sound waves intertwined and overlapped, and even the dust on the roof beams was shaken off.
"Oh, yes, yes!" Turning to face the dwarf, the pride of the young man Ulysses completely disappeared, replaced by indescribable respect - or reverence. He slowly put away the spells he had accumulated for a long time, and actually owed
He leaned back and said: "I'm extremely sorry, respected Master Capola, I, I just plan to teach that ungrateful guy..."
The dwarf said impatiently: "No need to say anything more, I understand, you go first. I will definitely complete what I promised."
The girl forced a smile on her face and said: "Okay, let's not disturb Master Capola first." She was extremely angry, but for some reason she did not dare to fall out with the dwarf on the spot, so she stood up and walked out quickly.
Standing like this, she showed off her extremely perfect and exquisite figure, her steps were light, and her breasts bounced lightly, making her look very attractive.
Passing by Shen Zhimo, the girl suddenly stuck out her tongue and made a vicious face at him, saying, "Huh, you don't have to hang out in Elida City anymore. Hurry up and pack your bags and run away overnight."
Shen Zhimo grabbed the girl's hair and pulled her close to him, and whispered: "My child, don't be nervous, your menopause has not come yet."
The girl's scalp was pulled painfully, and she shouted: "What are you doing? I'm warning you..." Shen Zhimo let go, and she sat down on the ground. The corners of her mouth curled up, her eyes were red, and she was about to cry. It seemed that
She is indeed still a child who has not grown up. The little girl respects her status and everyone is respectful when they see her. Even her parents have never objected to her wishes. She has always been pampered. When she first saw such a rough villain like Shen Zhimo, her heart was filled with confusion.
Anger and fear.
Ulysses hurriedly stepped forward to help the girl up and said word by word: "You are dead!"
"Yes, I'm looking forward to it." Shen Zhimo watched the two of them leave, leaving the paladin alone.
He sat down at the table and said with a smile: "Okay, the farce is over, let's get down to business. Who of you is in charge here? Let's negotiate the management fee of five hundred silver dollars per month. Let's emphasize it again. Although the money is not much,
But it can keep your store safe. If it is robbed or something is stolen,
The supervisor comes to me to report the case. If the case cannot be solved within ten days, I will pay ten times the price."
Rockmode did not dare to speak and looked at the huge dwarf.
The dwarf Capola said to his subordinates: "Do as the officer said and pay the management fee. I was the squad leader two days ago. Today, even the Sheriff is here in person. I don't like to have to come here every day again."
If you don’t cause trouble, just spend money to buy a free and easy life.”
"But..." Rockmode hesitated.
Shen Zhimo smiled and said: "But what? This is the public interest. You are so unwilling to pay the money. You are too selfish. I am ashamed that there are residents like you in Thorn Bird City." Rockmode thought to himself: "Me too.
Angry to have such a greedy Sheriff."
"Look at the ironware you make. It's crude and crude, ugly in style, and of poor quality." He then sneered: "The sword hanging on the wall barely looks good. Did you deliberately pass it off as a sample? The quality is
It’s already very good in front of you, isn’t it?”
"What are you talking about? This is high-end equipment provided to the Blue Bird Knights. It can even break thin copper sheets. Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." Rockmode relied on the traditional craftsmanship of the dwarves and was very unconvinced.
Shen Zhimo took off the sword and matched it with the wrist-breaking knife. There was a soft "ding" sound, and the long sword split into two halves in his hand. The black wrist-breaking knife was intact. That day, he defrauded Andrew in the barracks and used his skills to
You can use an ordinary knife to pierce into the bronze. The Jie Wrist Knife has been transformed by the energy flow in the Tower of Eternal Time, and has already been so sharp that it can cut iron like mud, just like cutting tofu. It takes no effort. "Did you see it? The quality.
It’s really despicable, ah, I understand, the Magic Iron Forge Blacksmith Shop is shoddy and uses junk metal to replace fine iron. It’s awesome, a good trick, eh. I decided to publicize this matter and order my dozen or so
The guards who didn't have enough to eat composed minstrels' poems and squatted in crowded places to sing them every day, hoping that some kind-hearted people would see that they sang well and give them a few small coins."
Capola was about to leave. When he saw this scene, his eyes widened. He rushed to Shen Zhimo like a whirlwind and asked, "What material is your dagger made of?"
"Huh? This dagger of mine is made of scrap iron. Of course it's very rubbish, but compared to your products, it's rubbish." Shen Zhimo said firmly: "As an honest police officer, I can be very responsible.
Let me tell you, relying on the meager salary I receive from my boss, I can only afford this kind of defective goods, sold on the street, for fifty copper coins a handful."
Capola didn't hear a word, his eyes fell on the dagger intently, feverishly, excitedly, excited, as if a Holy Light believer had seen the Pope's crown, more like a hungry wild dog discovering a pile of fresh excrement, and asked:
"Can I see your dagger?"
"Of course." Shen Zhimo handed over the wrist-breaking knife with its handle turned upside down, not afraid of any tricks he could play. If the other party showed any malicious intent, he had at least thirty ways to take it back.
Capola carefully took the wrist-breaking knife, and his wrist suddenly sank. He obviously didn't expect that this light-looking knife weighed more than thirty kilograms. His eyes changed again and again, and his breathing became rapid like a bellows next to a furnace. He wheezed.
He kept breathing and looked so nervous that not only Shen Zhimo was surprised, but even Rockmode was worried that he was having a sudden myocardial infarction.
Capola turned over and over, looking again and again, until his face was so shocked that he couldn't show any expression. A very long tube of thick snot hung dangling from his mouth. He tested the blade with his thumb and found that the blade was round, flat and blunt.
There were also a few missing teeth, and it looked like he couldn't even cut a cucumber. He suddenly frowned and retracted his fingers, only to see a wound on his thumb that was deep enough to show the bone, and he was accidentally cut.
The matte black blade vaguely exuded a mass of blood, and a few elusive black spots popped up from time to time, which was as weird as it could be.
Capola couldn't put it down, and he let out a sigh of relief and said: "Sir, you just said that you bought this dagger at a street stall for only fifty copper coins. I want to come up with fifty gold coins to buy it from you."
The dwarves were startled and opened their mouths to double the price ten thousand times, which shows the value of the wrist knife in his mind.
"I'm really sorry. Although this dagger is sold on the street, it has been with me all year round. It has helped me pick my nails, peel fruit, and cut pork. It has made great contributions. It has developed a deep feeling for me. As a moral, disciplined and responsible person, I am very sorry.
A sentimental police officer, the weapon is his life. If the knife is with the person, the person will die if the knife is lost. No matter how expensive the price is, I will not transfer it."
"Really?" Capola's expression was very regretful, even a little frustrated. The other dwarves had not seen this expression of the master in countless years.
Shen Zhimo took back the wrist-breaking knife and said with a smile: "Okay, don't be sad, this kind of dagger is really not very valuable. If you want, I can wholesale thousands of the same style to you. The quality is better, the texture is tougher, and
The preferential price is a 20% discount, forty gold coins each, if you want it, order it as soon as possible." I had a thought in mind, if the dwarf's head was really rusty, he could go to the wholesale market and buy a batch of daggers for sale.
Capola was not an idiot and said: "Sir, I have a very important question to ask you. If you are not in a hurry, can you come with me to the back for a cup of sweet ale?"
"Thank you. I hope your ale is not too bad." Shen Zhimo also found this dwarf very interesting. He could actually see the extraordinary features of the dagger at a glance. He thought he was a visionary person and wanted to talk to him. "Aubrey
, you wait for me outside, and by the way, instill in these rotten-minded blacksmiths our ideas and ideas for environmental management in Thorn Bird City, so that they understand what mutual help and mutual benefit is."
Capola said: "Lochmode, bring out our best wine to entertain Sir Sir's entourage. Sir, please come with me."
A dwarf had already rushed forward to open the back door for them. Capola's status seemed to be much more noble than imagined, and even the bossy girl did not dare to disobey him.
Entering the back door is the patio, and a long corridor leads to a solid stone house with low lintels and round windows, which is exactly the style of dwarf architecture.