Chapter 218: test
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Douluo’s Haotian Myth
- One sword to kill God
- 1394 characters
- 2021-01-30 12:42:34
Lei Tong was shocked, and looked at Tang Bufan incredible.
Such words actually came from a young man, but looking at Tang Bufan's sincere eyes, he could be sure that the other party's words came from the heart and were not intended to please.
Next to , Lei Feng also looked shocked.
Douluo Continent is a world of spirit masters, and the status of blacksmiths is really low. Moreover, the two empires did not pay much attention to blacksmiths. If ordinary people on the mainland did not occupy the vast majority, and the army also needed weapons, the status of blacksmiths might be even lower.
Tang Bufan continued to explain his point of view: "I think the profession of blacksmithing has great potential and is far from reaching its peak!"
"Really? But even if you become a master craftsman, your status is hard to compare to a strong soul master." Lei Tong didn't believe it.
Tang Bufan said seriously: "It is true that the situation on the mainland is like this now. That's why I said that the profession of blacksmithing is far from reaching its peak! In my vision, perhaps only blacksmiths used mundane bodies to create artifacts. Its status should be greatly improved."
"Is it just an artifact?" Lei Tong shook his head disappointedly. He thought Tang Bufan would say something, but he didn't expect it to be just these worthless words.
Tang Bufan naturally noticed Lei Tong’s expression, and he didn’t care: "Senior Lei, you may have misunderstood what I meant. Is the artifact in my mouth different from the artifact in your mouth?"
Lei Tong’s mouth was a little disdainful, "Is there any difference between all artifacts?"
"The difference is naturally big, dare to ask the predecessor whether the artifact you mentioned can withstand the attack of the titled Douluo powerhouse? Can it increase the strength of the Titled Douluo powerhouse?" Tang Bufan asked back.
Lei Tong was silent for a moment, unable to say a word.
Although the magical tools created by the master craftsmen are infinitely useful, they certainly cannot withstand the attacks of Title Douluo, and the attacking magical tools cast are far inferior to those of the attacking weapon spirit.
Tang Bufan said lightly: "The true divine weapon is infinitely powerful, much stronger than the weapon spirit of the ninety-nine-level Titled Douluo, and the titled Douluo powerhouse does not have the ability to destroy the artifact. Just imagine, if there is a god. A craftsman made such a weapon, not to mention ordinary spirit masters, I am afraid that Title Douluo would not dare to offend you. Who would dare to look down on the blacksmith at that time?"
Lei Tong and Lei Feng's two fathers and sons suddenly beamed, immersed in the bright future outlined by Tang Bufan.
In fact, Tang Bufan didn't say a word, the real artifact may not be created by ordinary spirit masters, perhaps only a ninety-ninth level spirit master has a little chance to create it.
After a while, Lei Tong calmed down and calmed down.
He suddenly felt that the young man Gu Tianyi was very thoughtful, but he didn't believe his rhetoric.
Because he knows exactly how difficult it is to create a weapon that Title Douluo can't destroy, and the quality of the artifact has a certain relationship with the strength of the master craftsman.
Tang Bufan asked, "Senior Lei, do you think what I said makes sense?"
"There is a bit of truth, but unfortunately it is too difficult to practice! Don't talk about these nonsense, I want to personally test whether you are a qualified blacksmith, if you are not qualified, get out!" Lei Tong reluctantly said.
Tang Bufan showed a helpless look on his face, hoping that the test would not be too difficult, otherwise he might not be able to pass this half-filled water!
After that, Lei Tong took Tang Bufan and two towards the casting room inside.
The casting room is next to the hall, but there is an iron door in between.
This is a fairly wide casting room, which can accommodate dozens of people working at the same time. This shows how good the business was during the heyday of the Leiyun Artisan Shop. Not only that, there are also casting rooms on the second and third floors, but it is For senior blacksmiths.
In the center of the casting room is a rectangular platform, on both sides are more than ten casting furnaces and bellows.
Lei Tong directly took out a long piece of thousand-year-old cold iron from the material rack next to it and threw it on the stove, then deliberately picked a black casting hammer and handed it to Tang Bufan.
Beside , Lei Feng could not help but be speechless when he saw this scene. That black casting hammer was the one used by the ancestors of Thunder Cloud back then. It weighed five hundred jin, and it was not something ordinary people could wield.
He wanted to remind Tang Bufan, but was restrained by Lei Tong's stern eyes.
Lei Tong said lightly: "As long as you use this forging hammer in my hand to remove the impurities in this thousand-year-old cold iron, even if you pass the level, I will allow you to stay in the Thunder Cloud Craftsman's Shop."
Tang Bufan glanced lightly, "Senior Lei, this is the test. To be honest, it seems a bit simple!"
"Feng'er, go to make a fire, I want to see how simple it is!" Lei Tong smiled angrily, and was even looked down upon.
Tang Bufan did not defend himself, and in Lei Tong's shocked gaze, he lifted the casting hammer in one hand and swung it in the air with ease.
"Senior Lei, you always have an eye like a torch, and you directly picked me such a suitable casting hammer!"
At this moment, Lei Tong was completely sluggish, even he couldn't do Tang Bufan's relaxed and casual.
Tang Bufan did not pay attention to the expressions of the two of them. He clenched the casting hammer with both hands and stared at the thousand-year-old cold iron on the stove.
The soles of the feet pressed tightly to the ground, and the calf suddenly exerted force, and the power was transmitted. Tang Bufan's body turned halfway, and the black casting hammer slanted a full circle in the air, hitting heavily on the thousand-year-old cold iron.
With a clang, the casting hammer bounced high, Tang Bufan turned around, and the casting hammer hit the thousand-year-old cold iron again, and the terrifying force directly smashed it slightly.
This is just the beginning, and the next is the real highlight~EbookFREE.me~ The black casting hammer seems to come alive in Tang Bufan’s hands. You can hit wherever you want to hit. Every time you hit, the thousand-year cold iron will change. The shape has gradually formed a sword shape.
"Kang Dang", as the last hammer fell, Tang Bufan lightly rotated a circle, and then removed the force of the hammer, the black casting hammer hammered down, awakening the shocking Lei Tong father and son.
At this moment, the impurity of the thousand-year-old cold iron is not only completely removed, but also turned into a cold iron sword.
Leitong showed an inexplicable look in his eyes, and said inexplicably, "Nine-nine-nine-eighty-one hammer, I didn't expect that the old man would be able to see the full version of the chaotic cloak hammer method in his lifetime!"
Tang Bufan was also stunned after hearing this. He also didn't expect Lei Tong to know the chaos-cloak hammer technique. With his Soul Sage's vision, he might have guessed his identity.
As expected, Lei Tong stared at him with scorching eyes in the next moment.
"Gu Tianyi shouldn't be your pseudonym! Your true identity should be a direct disciple of the world's first Haotian School!"
Tang Bufan said bitterly: "Can I deny it?"
"What do you think?"
Tang Bufan keeps silent.
Lei Feng also reacted at this time, and said in surprise: "Tianyi, are you really a disciple of the Clear Sky School?"
Tang Bufan nodded slightly and introduced himself: "Senior Lei, Brother Lei, meet again, my name is Tang Bufan, please give me your advice in the future!"
"Tang Bufan?" Lei Feng exclaimed.
Lei Tong was more calm, although he was equally horrified, but after all, he was much calmer, but his eyes changed and changed.