Chapter 52: Fourth-rank martial arts

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On the third floor of Shenbing Pavilion, a gray-haired old man in Tsing Yi sits quietly, with a spear in his palm.
This gun is about two meters long. The tip of the gun is sharp, and the tip of the gun is extremely sharp. When the tip of the gun is down, five triangular blade-shaped protrusions can be seen. It is extremely sharp. , But the gun rod connected to this gun head is a green color.
The old man in Tsing Yi rubbed his spear over and over again, his expression focused.
Opposite the old man, sitting was a middle-aged man in white. Seeing this, she couldn't help showing a surprised look on her face. From the side, Aoba and Muya looked at each other, but there was a smile in their eyes.
"This gun is only a low-level weapon. The gun head uses 'redstone' and the gun body uses 'green stone'. Generally speaking, low-level weapons only use one type of gem, but this gun does. Two. "
"Both the gun blank and the gemstones have been quenched to the extreme. The timing of the integration of these two gemstones into the gun body and the quenching timing are well grasped, without the slightest preemption or delay. They are not exclusive within the spear, but rather complement each other. "
"It's surprising to use the simplest method of fusion, but to be able to fuse different gems and blanks to such a degree."
"This spear has reached the limit of low-end weapons, and its power is probably comparable to that of ordinary medium-end weapons."
"People, this man's method of forging weapons is obviously to the point of being invincible. Even if I come to forge low-level weapons, I am afraid that this level is not reached."
The old man in Tsing Yi marveled at the beauty of this spear.
After Mu Yan and Qing Ye heard the words, they didn't even smile, but the middle-aged man had some unbelievable words: "Brother Gu, is this gun so good?"
"Brother, please take a look."
The old man in Tsing Yi smiled, flicked with his fingers, and hummed with a low tremble, and the spear flew out. The middle-aged man picked up the gun with his left hand, but immediately grasped his light head and slowly rubbed his head, his eyes closed slightly, as if looking into the condition of the spear.
"Aunt Qingye, brother Mu, I don't know which master's masterpiece this gun is?" The old man in Tsing Yi looked at them in surprise again.
"Grandmaster?"
Hearing these two words, Aoba suddenly laughed softly, and the watery beautiful eyes were full of weird colors.
"Why, I said something wrong?" Seeing her like this, the old man in Tsing Yi was even more surprised.
"Gu Xiong, this is not a masterpiece, but a low-level master craftsman." There was a strange quirk in Mu Yan's eyes.
"Low-level refiner?"
The old man in Tsing Yi was taken aback. The middle-aged man named Be Xin was also incredulously exclaimed, "Low-level refiner, how can you be so accomplished? Brother, are you kidding me?"
"Gu brother, don't brother, this is all true, not a joke."
Mu Yan slowly said, in fact, when he was first informed of the news, his reaction with Qingye was just like the two of them.
The day before yesterday, Aoba sent a middle-level refiner from the Shenbing Pavilion to inquire about the guy. In the afternoon, the middle-level refiner returned, and brought back the spear, saying that it cost him a thousand gold coins from him I bought it in his shop and watched it forged by him.
After carefully observing the spear, Aoba and Mubo were both very surprised.
The middle-ranked refining master was so excited that he stayed in the Wondercraft Hall forging weapons all day and all night.
"Who is that low-level refiner?" The old man with an old surname asked anxiously.
"Brother Gu, let us keep a secret first. If nothing else happens, we should be able to see him tomorrow at the" Refining Competition "."
Mu Yan laughed, took a spear from Be Xin's hand, and pointed to the simple but weird symbol at the tail, "Gu Xi, please see my brother, this is the low-level refining master left behind." "Ming Wen", if you can see this "Ming Wen" tomorrow, it must be him. "
The old man with an old surname Wei gave a stunned head: "Well, tomorrow, I'd like to see which little guy can make such an excellent low-end weapon."
"I'm also looking forward to it." Be Xin said with a smile.
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The gate of the blacksmith's shop was closed to the north of the city.
"Still failed to break through!"
In the back yard, Tang Huan, who sat motionlessly under the tree, opened his eyes wryly, and sighed with some depression.
During this time, he was forging weapons during the day and practicing "Tian Tian Jiao Tai Ji" at night. Not only did his skills improve sharply, but his vitality has also sharply increased. Within Dantian, the spiritual chakra shadow has reached its limit. Once it breaks through, it can condense In essence, promoted to the fourth-tier martial arts division.
Therefore, after forging the last low-level weapon the day before yesterday, Tang Huan closed the smithy and concentrated on training.
I thought that the breakthrough had reached the point where it would come to an end. I did not expect that within the Dantian now, the "spiritual chakra" was still an illusion of continuous rotation.
"Tomorrow will be the" craft training match "."
Tang Huan couldn't help sighing.
Although it is said that a powerful refining division does not necessarily have such a high level of refining, but the powerful strength has a great effect on forging weapons. He is now a third-tier martial artist. If he can become a fourth-tier martial artist, his skill level will definitely be enhanced.
It can't be broken, and it can only be so. Fortunately, during this time, he studied the manual left by the master and kept experimenting. He is no longer the past.
"Oh, oh ..."
Seeing that the sun was about to go down, Tang Huan no longer demanded it. He just stood up in a light breath and ran over in a hurry, his voice anxiously calling out.
"What's wrong?" Tang Huan was surprised.
"Oh!"
Little nodded vigorously to Tang Huan for a small paw, then shook his calf, hurried back, and still ran towards his room. After Shanshan moved in, his room was occupied by her. During this time, Tang Huan slept in the master's bedroom.
Ten meters away from the room, Tang Huan heard the groaning from the pain.
Tang Huan couldn't be more familiar with this voice. At first the situation in the cave could not help but emerge from his mind, Tang Huan quickly stepped forward and rushed in.
On the wooden bed, Shanshan twisted Jiao's body, her consciousness was lost, her robes were torn off, and her bare skin became crimson.
Even if it's several meters apart, it can sense the transpiration.
"That strange disease has started again."
Tang Huan did not hesitate at all. He immediately took three steps and made two steps. He walked to the bed and sat up without even taking off his shoes. Then he pressed his palms on her delicate and creamy abdomen. To the extreme, within Dantian, the "Jiuyang Shenluo" circulated rapidly.
The two enthusiastic enthusiasm continued to flow from the mountains and the fields, merged into the furnace, and then refined and melted into the true atmosphere of Tang Huan.
It was getting dim, and night was enveloped by the city of Fury.
Xiao Biao grabbed the charcoal from the stove in front and lit the candlelight in this room. Under the light, Shanshan, who had gradually calmed down, fell asleep, with amazing beauty and charm all over her. Beside her, Tang Huan remained motionless like a sculpture.
"Oh!"
I don't know how long before, Tang Huandan Tian suddenly sounded a tremble, the phantom like a round wheel finally condensed into substance.
A double spirit wheel is completely condensed and formed.
This is the sign of the fourth-tier martial artist! Tang Huan suddenly opened his eyes, his chest was irritated, and his eyes burst into excitement.