The casting area of Xuji Blacksmith Shop.
Lin Feng devoted himself wholeheartedly to forging, striving to bring out his most perfect state and forge the best weapon he could. He had no chance or ability to help Lin Yun before. As Lin Yun's only brother, he always carried a trace of guilt in his heart. Now that everything is fine, he has the ability and has encountered opportunities, so naturally he will not hold back any more.
I can't guarantee that all of my brother's wishes will come true, but I will try to satisfy every one of his requests. Lin Feng hopes to help his younger brother as much as possible so that his younger brother will not fall behind others in terms of external resources.
Ding ding ding
There will still be violent hammer blows, but this time, Lin Feng's movements are more explosive, and the beauty of violence is brought to the extreme.
Now his physical strength has been greatly improved. Forging a high-quality weapon usually only consumes a small amount of physical strength.
But this time, before the casting was even halfway through, there was already a lot of sweat on his forehead.
The time was shorter, but he expended more power.
He just wants to forge a high-quality weapon, a truly high-quality weapon, within his ability.
Jiang He, Zhang Yide, Qiao Wen, Yao Yongcai and others gathered around, looking at the scene in front of them with fiery eyes. Their fiery eyes were like the sun in the sky.
This is the limit of a teacher, right
They had never seen Lin Feng attack with all his strength. Even if Lin Feng only showed his normal state, it still made them feel out of reach.
At this time, the speed skills displayed by Lin Feng made them feel unattainable, as if they were facing a god. Looking up, they could only see the tip of the iceberg.
The skills displayed by Lin Feng at his peak were terrifying.
What kind of state is that
Everyone was shouting, roaring, and calling in their hearts. They have never loved weapon refining so much, and have never yearned for a higher level of weapon refining master. They even thought that this was the moment when they were closest to gods in their lives.
Compared with the teacher, our casting is like children playing house. Jiang He murmured softly.
Unparalleled speed, precise skills, and powerful beauty of violence, Lin Feng's weapon refining has raised casting to the level of art, bringing people a visual feast that is a visual enjoyment for those who have seen it. , I’m afraid I’ll never forget it in my lifetime.
At some point, Lin Feng's face gradually turned pale, and the sweat on his head soaked his clothes.
It had been a long time since he had experienced this kind of overwhelming physical strength. It had to be said that this feeling was really bad and uncomfortable.
it's over. Finally, under Lin Feng's heavy blow, a knife was completely formed.
Just sharpen the handle and it becomes a complete knife. However, the matter of polishing the knife handle has nothing to do with Lin Feng. There is a dedicated person in charge, so Lin Feng does not need to worry about it.
Jiang He and his party still had not finished what they wanted, which was a pity.
It's such a shame it ended so soon. They were all filled with emotion.
Lin Feng devoted all his efforts to forging a weapon. Such an opportunity was rare. It was not easy to encounter it once, but it ended so quickly.
However, being able to see such superb and magical weapon refining skills, they were not only greatly shocked, but also quite surprised. After all, outsiders had no chance to see such skills. They once again felt lucky that they were Lin Feng's registered disciples. , even if Lin Feng no longer teaches them new skills, they are still happy, because only they can see such skills in the world, which is a precious wealth.
Huhu Linfeng sat on the stool, breathing deeply.
Sweat flowed into his eyes and ran down his cheeks from the corners of his eyes.
He was really tired, more tired than ever before when he was refining weapons. He didn't even have the strength to move a finger now.
However, his hard work was worth it. The quality of this fine weapon he forged was the highest among the weapons he had forged in his life.
Lin Feng sat upright, with a smile on his face.
Teacher, are you okay? Jiang He and his group walked over cautiously, but did not dare to get too close, and asked with concern.
Lin Feng forced out a smile: It's nothing, just a little exhausted. He spoke in fits and starts, and his voice was a bit muffled. He felt that the muscles on his face had difficulty concentrating on his strength, and it seemed very laborious to open his mouth.
Although Lin Feng said it was okay, Jiang He and others still looked at him worriedly.
They had never seen Lin Feng in such a miserable state before.
Chirping Nuonuo seemed to be aware of Lin Feng's fatigue. She flew from Lin Feng's shoulder into the air, flew around Lin Feng, and finally hung on Lin Feng's chest. She let out a worried chirp, and the sound lost its usual tone. The joy is not as crisp as before, but has a bit of hoarseness. Even if you can't understand its cry, you can still feel its uneasiness and nervousness.
Lin Feng looked at it with difficulty and comforted him: "Don't worry, little guy, I'm fine, just rest for a while and you'll be fine."
At this time he regained a little strength.
Teacher, you forged this weapon for the lady outside. Jiang He asked tentatively: Is she your friend
He was quite dissatisfied with the little girl he had only met once. Although she allowed everyone to see Lin Feng at his peak, she was also the culprit that caused Lin Feng to be in such a mess. If it weren't for her, how could Lin Feng be in such a mess
Zhang Yide, Qiao Wen and others also frowned, obviously dissatisfied with the girl.
They could see that Lin Feng really showed off his special skills this time, but the overdraft of physical strength was too exaggerated. Lin Feng gritted his teeth and relied on strong perseverance to persist until the end of the casting. However, as soon as the casting was completed, Lin Feng was completely exhausted, and his strength to speak was gone. It was enough to think about the price Lin Feng had paid.
This knife was not cast for her. Lin Feng shook his head, thinking of the young figure in his memory, and smiled slightly.
After a while, Lin Feng stood up with difficulty and said to Nuonuo on the side: "Little guy, please wait here for a moment, I will be back soon."
Although Nuonuo is usually willful, when he heard Lin Feng speak so seriously, he still nodded reluctantly, stood on the stone cabinet glumly, and let out an inaudible chirp: "Chirp!"
You should disperse as well, do whatever you need to do, there is no need to gather around here. Lin Feng knew that everyone cared about him, so he was unwilling to leave. But now that he has recovered a small amount of his strength, there is no need to waste everyone's time. Don't worry, I am such a big man, and this place is still ours. Territory, are you still worried that something will happen to me
When everyone thought about it, they were right. This was their territory. If something happened to Lin Feng, they would be able to go there in time to help.
So everyone dispersed and continued their casting.
Lin Feng walked out of his casting position, found the middle-aged uncle who was responsible for docking the handle of the knife, and said politely: Uncle Zhang, I specially prepared this knife for my brother. Please put more thought into it and make it as good as possible. The handle of the knife is better connected.
I can't afford to be addressed like this. The middle-aged man was frightened. He was just an ordinary employee. This craft was not a unique skill. There were countless people who knew it. His status in Xu Ji Blacksmith Shop was not high, so when he suddenly heard Lin Feng call him that, But it startled him.
After hearing that Lin Feng had prepared this for his younger brother, the middle-aged man immediately promised: Don't worry, sir, I will do my best to connect the handle of the knife.
Sorry to trouble you. Lin Feng bowed slightly.
No trouble, no trouble, sir. Please wait outside for a moment, and I will help you attach the handle of the knife. The middle-aged man said.
Until Lin Feng left, the middle-aged man still had a full smile on his face and smiled stupidly: The adults actually called me Uncle Zhang. The smile on his face, Uncle Zhang, was like a blooming flower, so brilliant.
At this time, Lin Feng had already entered the inner courtyard.
He approached the girl and said with a smile: Sorry for keeping you waiting.
The girl's eyes widened: it only took two sticks of incense, and it was healed so quickly. She could not suppress the surprise on her face.
It has been cast, and the handle of the knife is being connected over there. It will take about one more time to burn the incense, and the knife will be ready to be taken out. Faced with the girl's surprise, Lin Feng remained calm as usual.
oh oh. The girl's surprise remained unabated.
She had long heard that Lin Feng was very powerful and had taught sixteen three-star weapon refiners. He himself was also a three-star weapon refiner and was only nineteen years old. He was a three-star weapon refiner genius, but she had never seen it until this moment. To Lin Feng's horror, a fine weapon was successfully forged in less than two sticks of incense. This speed is probably far behind even a four-star weapon refiner.
At the same time, a trace of worry arose in her heart: Could he be cutting corners and shoddy workmanship, just to deal with me
I have to admit that anyone would have such worries.
After all, Lin Feng's casting time was too short.
If she knew that it actually took Lin Feng no more than one stick of incense to forge the weapon, and it only took him so long because he rested there for about one stick of incense, maybe she would be more suspicious.
Except for Lin Feng and his disciples, no one knows that the more carefully Lin Feng casts weapons, the shorter the time it takes and the better the quality of the weapons.
This is an absurd but irrefutable fact
Lin Feng was naturally aware of the girl's suspicion, but he ignored it and instead raised another question: Let's talk about the weapon later. Now, I hope you can tell me about the original owner of this knife. . He stared at the girl closely, his eyes unblinking.
Without even noticing it, his breathing became faster, his body tightened unnaturally, his hands clenched tightly unconsciously, his nails dug into the flesh of his palms, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out.
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