After seeing Yun Bufan and the tall man's technique, the other seven were unwilling to lag behind. Qi Qi brought out the art of forging that he had learned all his life, and the whole stone platform immediately shot sparks, revolving with subtle metal clashes. There was a burst of admiration and exclamation from the audience.
"The methods of these people are very good. It seems that this year will be more exciting and intense than ever!" A fat monk under the stage exclaimed.
"Yes, several of them are very good at forging tools, but I am more optimistic about that young man, his tempering technique is like art!"
"Huh, the forging test is not just about the tempering technique, he will look good later!" The high cheekbones looked sullen, staring fiercely at Yun Bufan on the stage.
Naturally, Yun Bufan didn't have time to pay attention to the eyes of the audience. He swung the embryo of the sword in his hand and drew a circle in the stove, and the sword body immediately surrounded a circle of fire.
The young man held the hilt of the sword and twisted it in the palm of his hand, and the whole sword continued to spin. It was really beautiful. When the time came, the right hand kept taking pictures, and there was a series of bangs. After the ring of fire went out, the whole sword body seemed to be thinner, emitting a metallic luster.
Repeatedly, the embryonic sword in the young man's hand has the embryonic form of a sword, and it won't be long before he can forge it into a real sword.
"Nine styles of refining fire?" The white-haired old man who was the voucher stroked his beard, squinted his eyes and stared at the young man's flying gestures, but he was surprised in his heart.
"Oh? What are the nine fire-refining styles that Li Lao said?" The masked girl didn't know when she got up, and Jin Kuan came to the white-haired old man. Hearing the latter talking to himself, she couldn't help asking.
Li Lao let out a sigh of relief, and withdrew his gaze from the young man, and said, "The nine styles of refining fire are the forging art of the sect. Although it is not a peerless art, it is impossible for outsiders to learn. I saw that young man. The forging technique is quite similar to one of the nine fire-making styles, so doubts arise."
"Could it be that this boy is a disciple of the Qi Sect?" the masked girl couldn't help asking.
"That's not necessarily true. Even if a disciple of the Qi sect goes down the mountain to try, he still has to be eighteen years old. I see that this young man is not such an age, and I am afraid that he will learn from him, but the technique is similar to the nine fire refining methods!
The women in the audience were also shocked by Yun Bufan's forging technique, and they all opened their mouths and couldn't help but exclaim.
Jingyue had heard from Mo Wen before that the juvenile's forging technique had surpassed him. At first, she didn't believe it. Now in her opinion, even if Yun Bufan's attainments did not surpass that of Master Mo Wen, she might not be far behind.
After seeing Yun Bufan's tricks like flowing water, the tall man snorted slightly: "Small bugs!"
Then he threw the sword embryo in his hand into the fire, danced a sword flower, and waved his left hand. The sword in the furnace seemed to recognize the master, flying from the fire and falling into the hands of a tall man, and his right hand rushed to it immediately. The heavy hammer was swung down, sparks overflowed, and the sword embryo immediately made a trembling sound.
Before a while, the sword embryo quickly rotated into the furnace, causing a wave of fire, and then returned to the latter's hands. Repeated this way, reducing the time consumed by swinging the sword body and making the sword embryo evenly tempered. The tall man's approach immediately won another round of cheers off the court.
"The Spirit of Clear Water!"
I don’t know who was calling from the stage. Everyone looked at the corner of the stage, and saw a middle-aged contestant over there, shrouded in turquoise brilliance, covering the stove in front of him. .
He swung the hammer with his right hand and bake the sword in the fire with his left hand. Then he urged his spiritual power to cool the entire sword body. After quenching the iron with aura, the heavy hammer swung down as much as he could. Then came another blow. After the aura was completely dissipated, the middle-aged man performed the same trick again, bake the sword in the furnace, and urged the green water aura all over his body to make the surroundings appear moist, but he ignored it completely and hit another heavy hammer. .
After repeating this for a period of time, the sword embryo has been completely formed. Although this method is not a replenishment, the sword body has a blue brilliance, flowing and attracting people's attention.
"It's really the spirit of the clear water! It's no wonder that he can forge the sword so quickly, this is simply a bully of a player who can't be psychic!"
"Xiongtai, you can't say that. The competition didn't stipulate that you can't use spiritual power. Being able to channel spirits is also the good fortune of others."
"I don't know if the young man and the tall man can be psychic, if they don't have spiritual power, then the situation is terrible!"
Seeing a psychic forger on the stage, the women were also anxious, and they didn't expect to kill such a master.
"Baofan has never been out since he was a child, how could he use spiritual power? Sister, what can we do?" The girls looked at Yun Bufan with worry.
"Don't be anxious! Even if Bianfan loses, it's only in spiritual power, so it's a training for him!" Even so, Jingyue couldn't help worrying, looking straight at the stage. situation.
The masked woman, the mayor and others also cast their eyes on the middle-aged person, and a strange color flashed in their eyes.
Although there are not a few psychics in the world, there are not many forgers who can use spiritual power, because most people who can psychic power choose to practice spiritual power and become masters of one party; and becoming a forger requires a certain talent. Otherwise, even if you can psychic, you will not be a master. Therefore, psychic masters are very precious.
The tall man naturally noticed the situation here, and his expression couldn't help but be slightly surprised. Then he looked at Yun Bufan beside his eyes and smiled strangely.
But seeing him lift the heavy hammer high, exhausted all his strength, and waved it downward, then he turned his wrist, only to hear a "creak", and everyone in the audience looked at him in shock. The masked woman and Li Lao on the stage were also shocked!
"Is that tall man crazy? Why did he smash his stove?"
Before everyone was relieved, the tall man made another amazing move. I saw that he waved the stove that he smashed with his own hands, and his hands were secretly powerful. Only a bang was heard. The fragments of the stove flew away immediately, causing people to exclaim.
Seeing this, Li Lao waved his hand, and the entire stone platform was enveloped by spiritual power, so that the fragments did not hurt anyone else. When the debris completely fell into the dust, the situation on the stage also clearly jumped into people's field of vision. All the contestants' stoves were shattered by fragments, and the flames fell to the ground, and everyone on the field was stunned.
"How is this game?"
"Did the tall guy come to make trouble? Alas, a good game was ruined by him."
He was relieved from the old, staring at the tall man with a slight anger, and said: "Young man, are you here to refute the old man's face?"
Seeing an angry white-haired old man, the tall man didn't dare to be presumptuous, and his expression was whole: "Don't dare, the kid just made a mistake for a while. Hope the old man will let me continue to compete!"
Continue to participate? This is better than a fart! Everyone in the audience was slanderous.
Yun Bufan stared at the tall man beside him, also puzzled, but a trace of anxiety flashed in his heart.
The tall young man smiled evilly, took out the fast-forming sword body in his hand, slowly extended his right hand, circling the aura of the whole body, only heard a buzz, the red brilliance leaped in his palm, as if the temperature was even higher than the flame in the furnace .
"The Spirit of Scarlet Fire? It's really the Spirit of Scarlet Fire!" The audience exclaimed, and everyone did not expect to see two psychic forgers today, and one of them possessed the Spirit of Scarlet Fire.
"No wonder he dared to smash his own stove. He doesn't need these ordinary fires at all. His spiritual fire is a hundred times stronger than these fires!"
"The Spirit of Scarlet Fire, that is the most beneficial aura for the blacksmith, this tall man is afraid that he has the chance to win!"
The women in the audience were even more anxious, and even Jingyue couldn't hide the anxious expression on his face. The high cheekbones in the crowd seemed to have expected this, with an arrogant expression, staring sarcastically at Yun Bufan, who had no stove on the stage.
Looking at the tall young man, the heavy hammer was constantly swung down, sparks shot all around, red flames like waves ignited all over his body, like a god of fire, he mobilized the red fire around him at will, and his eyes seemed to ignite a raging fire, constantly quenching Refine the sword in your hand.
When there was a stick of incense left before the end of the game, the tall man's last hit had also fallen. After the flames all over him dissipated, everyone could see the sword in his hand.
At this time, the sword embryo has taken shape, and the flame of the blade has not been extinguished. It was like a fire sword, eclipsing the sword in the hands of other contestants.
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