Not long after leaving the yard, the old craftsman looked around and saw no one around, and asked impatiently: "Boy, have you ever seen him before and competed with him?"
Ouyang Ming touched his scalp and knew that he couldn't get over this matter. In order to prevent his skin from being harmed, he had no choice but to tell the truth about his participation in the night fight. Of course, he didn't say anything about Ni Yunhong defeating Yan Chengcai and others, and he went out to turn the tide and win the battle.
He described the story of Night Dou quite vaguely, giving the impression that Yan Chengcai and others had just managed to win a melee due to their great efforts.
The old craftsman frowned slightly and said: "Master Ni is a blacksmith after all, not a pure warrior. It is not surprising to lose under such circumstances."
Ouyang Ming nodded repeatedly, but secretly thought in his heart, if Ni Yunhong heard this comment, I really don't know how he would feel.
The old craftsman sighed softly: "Boy, how sure are you of the game in three days?"
Ouyang Ming thought for a while and said seriously: "Old man, I will not lose."
His words were categorical, and his confidence in himself reached an unshakable level.
The old craftsman sighed and said: "That's all, you come with me." The two of them entered the old craftsman's forging room. The old craftsman looked solemn and said: "Boy, your forging skills are already very good now. Whether it's improving quality or adding attributes, you can do it at your fingertips. The old man will give you the last move today." He shook his head slightly and said, "It's just that the time is too hasty, and I don't know if it will be in time."
Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up and he said, "Old man, tell me, maybe I'm so talented that I can master it all of a sudden?"
The old craftsman laughed dumbly and said: "You brat, don't be too ambitious. You still have a long way to go in the future."
Ouyang Ming immediately put away his smile, sat upright, and said, "Yes, old man."
The old craftsman laughed at his reaction and said: "Okay, what the old man wants to teach you is the superposition technique. This is the last thing that the old man puts on the bottom of the box. After teaching it to you, there will be no more It can be taught.”
"Superposition technique?" Ouyang Ming was startled and said, "What is that?"
The old craftsman said solemnly: "When you forge equipment and add attributes to it, do you only use one piece of precious ore at a time?"
Ouyang Ming nodded blankly and said, "Yes." But in his heart, he secretly thought that he could use more pieces...
Naturally, the old craftsman couldn't hear his voice, and said: "What the old man wants to teach you today is the technique of attaching two pieces of precious ore to the same piece of equipment."
"Two pieces of precious ore?" Ouyang Ming's expression suddenly became extremely strange, and he said, "Old man, can each piece of equipment only have one piece of precious ore attached to it?"
The set of equipment he built for himself had a full 11 points of strength and 4 points of agility.
These points are allocated to different equipment, and the highest piece of equipment even has as many as 4 attribute points. He originally thought that attaching more attributes to the same piece of equipment was a matter of course. However, listening to the old craftsman's tone at this moment, it seems that it is not that simple.
The old craftsman said solemnly: "It is naturally impossible for a piece of equipment to be attached to only one precious ore. However, if you want to attach more ores, the failure rate will become higher." He paused and said: "The precious thing about the superposition method is that the same piece of equipment has more and stronger attributes. Of course, its value will be higher."
Ouyang Ming nodded blankly, but he felt helpless in his heart.
What should I tell the old craftsman? If he directly told the old man that he had mastered this secret superposition technique a long time ago, would the old man give him a meal of fried meat on a bamboo board first
Touching his butt, Ouyang Ming immediately decided to follow the old man's wishes even if it was to avoid being beaten.
The old craftsman selected a piece of fine steel and said: "Boy, listen carefully, what kind of material can contain what kind of properties. In a general selected iron ingot, it is good to be able to contain the power of a piece of precious ore. But , this fine steel is different. If it is a top-grade fifth-level peak equipment, it can hold up to four pieces of precious ores. "
Ouyang Ming nodded repeatedly, thinking to himself, this is indeed the case.
Among the equipment he forged, there were three pieces that could hold the most attributes, namely armor, saber and helmet.
However, the attribute limit that each of these three pieces of equipment can accommodate is 4 points. Ouyang Ming also thought about trying to accommodate more attribute points, but when the weapons were released, the equipment gave him a feeling that it was about to collapse, which scared him so much that he gave up the idea immediately.
The old craftsman looked at Ouyang Ming, who had a dazed look on his face. He thought the boy was shocked and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't be so strict with you. Haha, four pieces of precious ore stacked on top of each other are just a legend. "
The corner of Ouyang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, but he was secretly wary. It seemed that he would have to be more careful when he went out in the future.
If a small masterpiece appears by chance, it's naturally nothing. But if you suddenly have three small exquisite items on your body, I am afraid it will immediately attract the attention of interested people.
The old craftsman said solemnly: "I will teach you how to superimpose now. As long as you can create a superimposed equipment in the competition three days later, you are sure to win."
Ouyang Ming nodded heavily and said, "Thank you, old man." However, he added in his heart that I already have a chance of winning.
The old craftsman did not forge directly, but pulled him, broke apart all the skills, and explained them bit by bit. He imparted all the experience he had accumulated over the past decades to his chosen successor without reservation.
In fact, according to his original intention, it is still a bit early to teach. However, when he suddenly encountered a challenge from Ni Yunhong, he had no choice but to rush to the shelves and teach first.
After a full hour, the old craftsman finished telling the story. The weapon ignited in his hand, and the fine steel slowly deformed like mud in his hand, and finally turned into a saber. Then, the old craftsman picked up a stone of power.
The moment he picked up the Stone of Power, his whole body's energy and spirit suddenly underwent a subtle change. His originally old face became even more radiant, and seemed to be full of vitality again.
At this moment, Ouyang Ming actually wanted to hit Jiang Chengwei, the campfire leader. When he pulled out the explosive arrow and aimed at the half-elf beast, the same change occurred.
There are always some people who, in their fields of expertise, can release energy that ordinary people cannot imagine, do things that ordinary people cannot do, and reach unreachable heights.
"Ding… "
The power stone melted quickly, and under the guidance of the old craftsman, the mysterious energy contained in the precious ore evenly filled the saber.
There was no test, but Ouyang Ming knew by feeling that the old craftsman had succeeded.
This attribute saber was born in his hands.
However, the old craftsman did not give up, but picked up another stone of power again and plunged into it again. At the same time, his hands began to shake rhythmically.
Ouyang Ming immediately widened his eyes and observed carefully and cautiously.
Although he has been able to reach the limit of the superposition technique, when the old craftsman taught the skills, he was still fully focused and did not slack off at all. Because he knows that he may not be able to use it now, but that doesn't mean he won't be able to use it in the future.
Every effort made at this time will become the cornerstone for soaring into the sky in the future.
The old carpenter's wrist swayed slightly, which actually gave people an extremely magical feeling.
Ouyang Ming's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly discovered that the swaying of Old Jiangtou's wrist seemed to be quite similar to the boxing technique used by Ni Yunhong when he used his skills to defeat Yan Chengcai and others that night.
Of course, this is not to say that there is any direct relationship between the two, but because from them, we can see something that seems to be able to communicate with heaven and earth, no, it is the feeling of unity between heaven and man.
When they displayed their boxing skills and used the superposition technique, they had already devoted themselves wholeheartedly to it. At this moment, they had even surpassed themselves.
Ouyang Ming suddenly had a clear understanding that such an old craftsman was the most peak moment in his life.
As the weapons dissipated, the old craftsman's expression quickly dimmed, but his eyes were still shining, and when he looked at the saber in his hand, he was filled with unspeakable pride.
"Old man, you are tired, please rest for a while." Ouyang Ming quickly stepped forward, supported him, and persuaded him.
The old craftsman glared at him and said, "Get some rest. I'll have some rest when I get into the coffin."
Ouyang Ming's face changed slightly and he quickly said: "Old man, you can live a long life!"
The old craftsman laughed and said, "Okay, while there is still time, come and try it."
Ouyang Ming responded solemnly. He originally wanted to hide his clumsiness, but when he looked at the old craftsman who was working hard to accompany him, he felt a slight pain in his heart.
As long as his family can rest in peace, he will not hesitate to add all four points, let alone just two points of superposition.
Picking up a piece of fine steel at random, the weapon ignited fiercely. His weapon was still slightly different from that of the old craftsman. Because of the addition of a little spiritual power, it was actually slightly better in terms of precise control.
Of course, as long as he doesn't use that special method of instilling spiritual power, he won't create explosive objects.
As the fire light flickered, Ouyang Ming threw the first power stone into it. The power stone turned into liquid under his control and was evenly distributed on the saber.
The old craftsman looked on and nodded repeatedly, but his expression also became solemn.
The second piece of precious ore was thrown into it again. The old carpenter's fists were clenched, and he was even more nervous than Ou Yangming.