There is no need for Mu Hanyan to worry about it at all, she can control the priority of her sword-forging technique by herself, and it is easy to use it for sword-forging.
"The sword is completed, the furnace is sealed!" Following Mu Hanyan's soft shout, a long sword with a slender body and a perfect arc appeared in front of everyone.
Compared with before, the appearance of the Blood Gallbladder Sword at this time has not changed much, but the bright cold light hurts people's eyes, and even feels a chill in their hearts.
That sharp sword edge, even if it can't cut hair and cut hair like iron, is far superior to the long swords worn by ordinary commoner swordsmen, and even comparable to the sabers specially forged by famous masters hired by disciples of the surrounding colleges.
The unparalleled killing intent made people tremble even more, and even their breathing became short of breath.
killer! There is no doubt that this is the ruthless weapon for fighting on the battlefield!
Many old disciples who had seen Nie Fangsheng's sword casting showed awe. The bloody sword forged by Mu Hanyan was no less than that made by Nie Fangsheng himself, and even surpassed it.
But Nie Fang was born in the way of sword casting for decades, how long has Mu Hanyan learned it, less than a day! It is clear at a glance who is strong and who is weak.
"Master Nie, this Blood Gallbladder Sword has been forged, please give me some pointers." Mu Hanyan said to Nie Fangsheng with the same harmless smile.
Your sword-making skills are so strong, and the blood-gut sword you forged is even a bit stronger than that made by Nie Fangsheng himself, what else can he give advice
Slapping in the face, this is simply slapping in the face without mercy!
Nie Fangsheng's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot, turned out to be a dark purple color, and he didn't know how much blood had to rush to his forehead to reflect a black face into such a color.
"Take it." Nie Fangsheng took out a trial token and threw it to Mu Hanyan, with a sullen face unwilling to say a word.
"Thank you, Master Nie. By the way, today I am honored to welcome Master Nie, which caused me to accidentally pick up tens of millions of taels of silver. I will order a few banquets for everyone in a while, and I will also invite Master Nie to the banquet." Nie Fangsheng was mixed with shame and anger. I don't want to talk anymore, but Mu Hanyan is in the right mood and continues to add fuel to the fire.
She asked clearly, there is not only a market in Longyan College, but also a restaurant, also called Yingfenglou, which is not much different from the outside.
"Get out!" Nie Fangsheng's blood rushed to his head, even his eyes began to turn red, and he couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted at Mu Hanyan in a low voice.
"Okay, let's go now, and come back another day to ask Master Nie about the art of making swords." Mu Hanyan saw that Nie Fang was almost angry, and walked out with a smirk.
"By the way, Mr. Nie, you must come to Yingfenglou at night. Otherwise, I can't feel at ease by picking you more than 20 million taels of silver for no reason." Walking to the door, Mu Hanyan reminded again.
"Pfft!" Nie Fangsheng finally couldn't bear it any longer, he raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of black thread, looked around, and passed out.
"Hahahaha..." Mu Hanyan's brisk laughter came from outside the door.
The No. 1 dandy of Longyan College, that's right, with this virtue, the title of No. 1 dandy of Longyan College is none other than him! Looking at Mu Hanyan's far away figure, everyone had the same thought in their hearts.
However, this No. 1 dandy is worthy of the name. Perhaps it should be added that he is also the first genius of Longyan Academy.
(Shouting feebly, asking for a monthly pass/(ćoć)/~~)