Xiao Chen said: "You can experiment as you like. I also want to know what this folding knife is like."
The dwarf handed the long sword to Kalanda, held the dagger across his body, and shouted to Kalanda: "Hurry up and cut. Use fighting spirit!"
When Kalanda saw Xiao Chen making a gesture of invitation, he and the dwarf simultaneously used their fighting spirit. The red and white fighting spirit overflowed from their bodies and extended to their weapons, covering both weapons in mist.
This is a common skill used by warriors. Dou Qi can enhance the hardness of weapons and add damage with attributes. Xiao Chen found that Kalanda's level was obviously higher than that of the dwarf. Except for the white Dou Qi wrapped around the weapon, there was almost no light on her body. Farrell was like a red torch, with a two or three centimeter thick Dou Qi flame swirling around him.
Kalanda slashed the folding knife with her sword, and the sword and the knife made a slight "clang" sound when they met, and then embedded in each other. She pulled the sword away and found that the folding knife had actually cut into the blade. The magic sword was cut very deeply, and the crack was almost a quarter of the width of the blade. The two looked at the dagger again, but it was only a small crack.
Farrell leaned in the sunlight coming through the window, looking over and over at the dagger in his hand, and forgot what to say for a moment. Kalandar was an experienced mercenary, and he was also secretly surprised that this ordinary steel dagger was so powerful.
Xiao Chen smiled secretly in his heart. This knife was made of Swedish powder steel, which was also a very high-end knife in modern times. Although he did not understand metallurgy, at least he knew that modern steel with high carbon, high chromium and high molybdenum, after various heat treatments, was incomparable to the weapons of this era.
"We can't make such steel. Are you lying?" Luo Ling said softly.
"Isn't this fishing? How can fish take the bait without the bait? Our technology and equipment are indeed far behind, but at least we know the direction to move forward. After he joins us, he will definitely have a better chance of constantly surpassing himself." Xiao Chen said leisurely, "The enchantment technology in this world is amazing. It would be amazing if we combined our smelting and casting technology with the magic rune technology."
"This is obviously steel, the most common steel. Why is it so hard? It's even harder than this sword with the magic runes of "solid" and "sharp"! What's going on?" Farrell thought hard but to no avail. He rushed to Xiao Chen and grabbed his clothes. "Tell me quickly, tell me quickly!"
"I don't know." Xiao Chen shrugged.
"What?" Farrell looked like he was going to eat him.
"But someone knows!"
"Who? In this world, no one knows more about casting than dwarves. Who on earth has such an amazing skill?" Farrell asked with a heavy breath through his big nose.
"In my academy, there are experts who have mastered similar techniques. We have come from far away and have now settled in Floro. Recently, they have begun to build blast furnaces and factories specializing in the production of fine steel tools." Xiao Chen broke away from Farrell's hand and answered slowly.
"Who are you? I've been to many places on the mainland, and you are different from the people here." Farrell then looked at Xiao Chen and the other person carefully.
"We..." Xiao Chen glanced at Luo Ling and said, "We are Chinese. We don't originally belong to this continent, so we have a lot of technologies that are not available here."
"Chinese? I want to buy your technology!" Farrell said bluntly, "I can even exchange some of my own magic rune forging methods with you!"
Xiao Chen was thinking.
"I can also give you a batch of magical equipment as a bonus!" Farrell added.
Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "I don't know how to forge, so I can't do this business, but I'd like to invite you to come and take a look at our place. Maybe then, we can discuss how to cooperate..."
"Where are you?"
"My academy is a great castle. It not only has a forging factory, but also countless books on the subject. If you are willing to come, you will have the opportunity to see many things you have never seen before."
"You...are you trying to recruit me?" Farrell grabbed his beard and twisted it with his fingers. "In my life, I've met many people who wanted to take advantage of me. Some tried to bribe me with gold coins, some threatened me with violence, and some used various forging methods to tempt me. But they all failed. No one can control Farrell."
"We never mean to control you, we just want to invite you to visit and exchange ideas..." Xiao Chen defended.
Farrell shook his big head like a rattle. "I'm not a young kid who just came out of the mountains. Don't lie to me with words that you don't even believe. A stranger I've never met, a mysterious origin, a technology I've never heard of, and you asked me to go to a place I don't know, and you're a magician! Add all these things together, if I follow you, I'll be a fool. I'm a free dwarf with my own business. I'm willing to exchange technology with you, right here! But I don't want to be locked up in a place where I can't see the sun for the rest of my life, and work as a blacksmith for you forever."
Xiao Chen didn't expect this dwarf to be so defensive. He noticed that the dwarf's enthusiasm had completely faded. When he said these words, a trace of hesitation flashed across his face, but in the end he became decisive. He wanted to persuade him again, but the dwarf spoke again.
"Little Karanda, do a good thing for Farel. Send them out. They have such good weapons, so why do they need the stuff I have here?" The dwarf walked into the workshop at the back without looking back. "Come and get this knife tomorrow. I will repair it."
Kalanda escorted Xiao Chen and the other two out, and said apologetically, "I don't know your real purpose. I can only tell you that what Father Farrell said is true. He has good skills, and many big shots want to hire him to work for them, but he has never promised anyone. You don't have to think about this, please go back."
Xiao Chen nodded somewhat depressed and prepared to leave. But at this time Luo Ling spoke: "Ms. Karanda, you are an experienced mercenary warrior, right? I wonder if you have time. I would like to buy you a drink."
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In an open space outside the village of Floro, Ji Yijun was dodging Enrique's fist. Ji Yijun slightly tilted his body to avoid Enrique's punch to the chest. While the opponent's momentum was still there, he supported Enrique's waist with his palm. Enrique stumbled into a tree in front of him, and his fist, which he did not retract, made a two-inch deep hole in the tree.
Ji Yijun shuddered as he watched. Was he still a human? If he got hit by that fist, wouldn't he have to go to the hospital with broken bones? He was terrified just thinking about it. He actually fought with this freak for a long time. So he angrily shouted at Enrique: "I told you we were just exchanging moves. I told you to save some strength and not to really fight. Didn't you hear me?!"
Enrique grinned and said, "Aren't you the master? Are you afraid of my fist? I really didn't use my full strength."
This kid wants to see me make a fool of myself. Ji Yijun was unhappy and couldn't hold back his face. He said angrily: "Asshole, come again, I will knock you down again!"
The two men started fighting again. Ji Yijun was furious and showed no mercy. He threw Enrique to the ground with a few strong pushes. This time he put more force, and Enrique fell badly, with his nose bleeding. Garcia, who was watching, screamed excitedly and kept encouraging his master.
Ji Yijun didn't say anything, but turned around and looked behind him. Sure enough, under a small tree not far from them, two young people, a man and a woman, appeared at some point.
Although the two young men were wearing coarse linen clothes that were very common in the village, their expressions and behaviors were very different from those of ordinary villagers. Ji Yijun thought about it and felt that it was like a swan mixed with a group of ducks. Even if its feathers were painted gray, its tone would not change.
The two men were wearing hooded cloaks and standing in the backlight, so Ji Yijun couldn't see their faces clearly for a moment.
At this time, Enrique got up from the ground with a bloody nose. He was very upset to see two strangers watching the fun. He shouted in a rough voice: "Where are you from? What are you looking at? What do you want to do secretly?"
The young man snorted coldly and waved his hand at Enrique. He felt a cold wind coming from him. The cold wind was like a knife, invisible and intangible. It crossed a space of more than 20 meters and hit Enrique head-on. Enrique blocked it with his arms in a hurry, and felt a ball of air hit his hand, and then it exploded with a bang, and a force knocked him to the ground. He climbed up in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and was surprised to find that the clothes on his arm were torn, but the outside of Enrique's arm was now covered with scales, so he was not hurt much.
Ji Yijun's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Is this fighting spirit?"
The cloaked man looked at Ji Yijun and said, "The magician's guard has never even seen Dou Qi?"
"Humph, I've never seen a fight, but I may be able to beat you! You hit my people... and you must give me an explanation." Ji Yijun stepped in front of Enrique and Garcia.
"Not bad, you have some courage." The young man nodded approvingly and said, "I taught him a lesson because he disrespected the strong. Since you want to stand out, then fight me! Your fighting skills are very interesting. I have seen Kung Fu that uses the opponent's force to counter attack, but your method is quite special."
Ji Yijun felt that he was no match for the young man. Directly attacking a target twenty meters away was no different from the kung fu in martial arts TV dramas. He just knew a few more boxing and kicking skills than ordinary people, so how could he possibly be compared to the legendary tall man
But when he slowly walked towards the young man and slowly made a starting move, he eliminated all such thoughts from his mind. At this moment, there was nothing in his heart, only the instinct to fight and the desire to fight.
Ji Yijun may be an impulsive person, or a person who doesn't care about the consequences. But he has the heart of a warrior. A true warrior must not be afraid of challenges, must not succumb to the strong, must constantly challenge the enemy, and constantly challenge himself. Perhaps such a person is easy to fall on the road of challenge, but otherwise, he will not be able to embark on the road to the realm of true strength.
Ji Yijun felt his heart pounding and his blood boiling, but his mind was extremely clear. He spoke with such force: "Then fight!"
At this time, the girl with the cloak stopped her brother and said, "Brother, let me do it. This guy is interesting."
The young man said nothing and let the girl come forward.
The girl stood in front of Ji Yijun, took off her cloak and threw it aside, revealing her strong and agile body. The sunlight shone on her long golden hair from behind, making her whole body radiate a golden halo, setting off her beautiful face like a sculpture and her bright eyes like emeralds.
For a moment, Ji Yijun thought he saw an angel under the throne of the God of War.