Commanding Wind and Cloud

"Ninth-level fighting soldier!" Lei Guangming withdrew his fighting spirit and straightened his waist to accept the attention of everyone. He secretly thanked his master for giving him this opportunity to perform in front of everyone: "Master, this is indeed a ninth-level fighting soldier."

Yun Xinghui raised his hand: "Tell me what you think about this sword."

Lei Guangming looked at the Junyang Sword in his hand from left to right, and input fighting energy again to feel the feedback from the sword body. Sometimes he contemplated and fixed his brows, and sometimes nodded with a look of being taught. After tossing for nearly half an hour, he raised his head with a shocked expression: "Good sword! It's really a good sword! The fighting energy channels in the sword body are large, medium and small.

Yun Xinghuisheng slightly moved his head twice with a hint of satisfaction, gave Lei Guangming an encouraging look, and motioned to continue talking.

"The sword body should be forged with a mixture of several metals, and it has been perfectly fused. People can't even perceive the fusion of several metals, as if it was forged from a single piece of metal." Lei Guangming said with a look of adoration and fanaticism on his face: "This sword body does not use a simple blocking method to prevent the input of the opponent's fighting energy.

"Good sword! Really good sword!" Lei Guangming shook his head in admiration, "I can't find any flaws, this sword is so perfect! I don't know how to work hard, can you find any shortcomings? Or do you have any new insights into this sword?"

Lei Guangming stood in front of Qian Jin holding the Junyang sword in both hands, with a vicious smile on his face. He spent so much time studying this sword carefully this time, and said all the advantages that can be said, but the disadvantages are that he couldn't find it at all.

Looking vigorously at the Junyang Sword in Lei Guangming's hand without reaching out for it, he raised his eyes to Yun Xinghuisheng: "Mr., do you really think this is a level nine fighting soldier?"

There was only a silent smile on the corner of Yun Xinghuisheng's lips, with an expression of encouragement and courage to express his views boldly.

"Then I'll say it." Gan Jin glanced at Jun Yangjian again and shook his head again and again: "This is not a level nine fighting soldier in the pure sense, in my opinion. The old man originally wanted to forge a soul soldier, right?"

Yun Xinghuisheng opened his mouth in astonishment, a trace of surprise appeared in the corners of his eyes for the first time, there was a faint smile and happiness hidden in the wrinkles at the corners of his brows, only his pupils were full of indescribable shock.

That's right! Soul Soldiers! Yun Xinghuisheng had already had a storm in his heart. He really wanted to forge a soul weapon, but... unexpectedly, this kid could see it? Or did he know that I wanted to impact forging soul soldiers, so he guessed?

"The reason why I say it is not a ninth-level fighter in the pure sense is because..." Gan Jin shrugged his shoulders: "Because it is just a sub-ninth-level fighter, that is to say, it is only a higher-level eighth-level fighter in theory, but it is not a real ninth-level fighter."

Yun Xinghuisheng's body as stable as a mountain trembled suddenly at this moment, that's right! Indeed! Almost everyone who sees this fighting soldier will think it is a ninth-level fighting soldier. Only a blacksmith with a forging level like himself can know the true nature of this fighting soldier after careful observation.

But... Yun Xinghuisheng stared blankly at the motivation. The young man just picked it up and tried to convey his fighting spirit. He didn't observe it carefully, so Lei Guangming took the Junyang Sword over. Just a short test of the sword, can you see the essence of the sword body clearly? I'm afraid, it's hard for me to really see clearly in such a short period of time.

Are you crazy?

All the people attending the ball looked at Mo Jin with the eyes of a madman.

Who is Yun Xinghuisheng? Who is Lei Guangming? What is the status of the city lord?

Both Lei Guangming and the city lord had already confirmed that this Junyang sword was a ninth-level fighting soldier, but this enthusiasm jumped out and said no, it was clearly to fight against Master Yun Xinghuisheng!

Lei Guangming's whole body was trembling with excitement, and he secretly prayed in his heart to continue talking like crazy until he completely angered his master, when the time comes... Huh!

Yun Xinghuisheng was still silent, the ball was quiet, only the vigorous voice echoed in the hall again and again.

Mu Gui Wuxin really wanted to rush to Qian Jin immediately, and use his own hand to cover his mouth. In Yongliu City, the Magic Guild could not give this old blacksmith any face at all, but the Hongliu Battle Fort had to give him face, so go on like this...

"This sword should be forged from thirteen different metals, and the fusion is also very careful. But..." Mo Jin tut twice: "It's not so much fusion as it is coverage. Although it seems to be a whole, as long as you meet a fighter with real metal fusion, you can immediately see the gap between the two sides."

Seeing Lei Guangming expressing his opinions with enthusiasm, he almost couldn't control his excitement, blow! keep blowing! Never stop!

Yun Xinghuisheng's dazed eyes gradually became brighter, this time he was really surprised! Ben heard that there was a good blacksmith out of Battle Fort Hongliu, and wanted to persuade him to give up the path of warriors. The Zhence Dynasty had bloodline warriors, and it didn't matter if there were more or less ordinary warriors.

But blacksmiths are different! The blacksmith union will never think there are too many blacksmiths! Especially blacksmiths with forging talent!

Yun Xinghuisheng had already made up his mind, if the young man named Jin Jin in Lei Guangming's mouth really had the talent for forging, he must try his best to persuade him to give up the unpromising path of being a warrior and join the ranks of forging! If you are motivated and don't want to give up, as long as he has good talent, at worst, you can take him as a disciple!

Yun Xinghuisheng has self-confidence, as long as he asks to accept apprentices, let alone those who are engaged in forging and blackening in Yongpu District, even many people who did not engage in forging and blackening before, are willing to learn forging under his disciples.

This kid seems to be more than just talented... Yun Xinghuisheng recovered a little bit of sobriety from the ecstasy of surprise. If he had doubts just now when he said that Dou Bing is not a ninth-level fighter, then he really has no doubts now that he is talking nonsense and guessing.

That's right! The skills used by this fighting soldier are coverage and connection! Of course, coverage and connection are part of fusion forging skills, just fusion? Where is it so easy?

"So, is there any solution?"

Yun Xinghuisheng spoke suddenly, with strong doubts in his tone, which made people feel no anger at all.

What? Many people looked at Yun Xinghuisheng strangely, the president of the blacksmith union, actually asked Gan Jin for a solution? Is this a sincere request for advice? Or did you feel upset when you heard it, so you deliberately opened your mouth to be embarrassing?

"Actually, this is not just about forging." Motivation analyzed seriously: "First of all, there should be a problem with the coal for forging. The formula of this phosphorus is estimated to be wrong. The black phosphorus should be half of the red phosphorus. Judging from the metal connection of the sword body, the black phosphorus is probably a full 20%. As for the white phosphorus, it shouldn't be added..."

Yun Xinghuisheng felt as if he had been struck in the head by lightning, and the hair all over his body seemed to stand on end at this moment. This... this... is this kid peeking at my forging? Otherwise, how could he know the ratio of my ingredients so well? This thing can also be seen from the casting sword? impossible?

"It's not right to add time." Motivation frowned: "The red phosphorus should be added in the afterglow of the setting sun, not at noon. As for the technique used in the forging... When forging the two feet and one inch of the sword body, how can you be distracted when you hit the hammer?"

Yunxing Huisheng felt a cold feeling in his hands and feet. Not only was the timing of adding the red phosphorus right, but he was indeed distracted for a moment when he was forging the Junyang sword.

Stomach pain, this thing... Yun Xinghuisheng was very helpless, he would never have thought that his stomach would suddenly hurt at that critical moment.

wrong! It's not a headache or a stomach ache! Yun Xinghuisheng looked at the energy that was still talking about the Junyang sword, his heart beat faster and faster, and his blood flow became faster and faster, it was terrifying! Isn't this kid's eyesight and analytical ability too terrifying?

Just passing through a complete long sword, it seems to have seen every scene of forging with one's own eyes! This kind of ability...Yun Xinghuisheng thinks that he absolutely does not have it! Even if his forging technology has made a huge leap forward again, I'm afraid he can't just rely on a weapon to say that he saw the forging process with his own eyes.

"If we really meet a ninth-level fighting soldier, and the strength of both sides is equal, the person holding this Junyang sword..." Gan Jin simply sighed: "It's okay if the strength of the two is relatively low. If it is a strong man like Uncle Fabredis, this sword is only two feet and one inch. It is likely to kill the sword-bearer."

Yun Xinghuisheng's chest heaved violently, his old face with nearly a hundred wrinkles was flushed, Lei Guangming clenched his fists excitedly, very good! Very good! Next, the good show is about to be staged!

"You...you..." Yun Xinghuisheng's chest heaved violently, his mood fluctuated more and more, and he got closer to enthusiasm step by step: "You...you are so right!"

boom!

The quiet dance floor finally ceased to be quiet at this moment. The guests who had already been shocked to the limit erupted completely, and all kinds of surprised voices came from their mouths. What happened on the dance floor today is really too amazing.

When the weapon works sent by Yunxing Huisheng were said by Ke Jin as if they were not worth a single coin, the No. 1 blacksmith in Yongpu Province not only did not lose his temper, but in front of so many people, he generously admitted that what Ke Ke said was right.

What is Yun Xinghuisheng's status? The president of the Yongliu blacksmith union, the number one blacksmith in Yongbuo province, and one of the judges of the master craftsman's conference, even if he loudly reprimanded Qian Jin for talking nonsense, everyone would firmly believe in the number one blacksmith in Yongbuo province.