The First Dragon of All Ages

　　Smelt materials.

　　 Make a mold.

　　 condensed into a sword blank.

　　 Since Long Qingchen is casting for the first time, he is not very skilled, but fortunately, he has the casting memory of the Nine Ni Long Emperor, which is not difficult.

Long Heiye shook his head and couldn't help but sneered, "From your proficiency in these steps, I know that your casting skills are not high. At most, you are just getting started. If you only have this ability, you can dare Fight with me, who gives you the confidence?"

　　 Hearing his evaluation, Long Bing stretched out his white hand in a nervous voice, holding Long Qingchen's sleeves in a low voice.

　　 Long Qingchen patted her hand lightly, took her hand down, placed the red iron sword blank on the forging pile, floating the power of the Qinglong in his palm, holding the forging hammer.

　　 The first few steps have no technical content and can be completed by an introductory foundry.

　　And, the fourth step is the fourth step-tempering!

　　 He recalled dozens of powerful tempering methods of the Nine Ni Dragon Emperor. With his cultivation base, he could not use them. In the end, he could only choose a relatively simple method of hammering: the one-breath-beating method.

　　 As the name implies, the one-breath hammer method requires one to complete the forging steps within one breath, a total of one thousand and eight times!

　　 In other words, one thousand and eight beats within one breath!

　　 drink! ......

　　 He took a deep breath, turned the forging hammer, and slammed it down.

when! ......

　　 Suddenly, Mars shoots!

when! when! when! ......

　　 The forging hammer in his palm fell like thunder, and there was a harsh trembling sound, a series of explosive sounds, echoing in the whole martial arts hall!

　　 "What is he doing?"

　　 "Does he think that the faster the beater, the better?"...

　　The genius beauties covered their stinging ears and smiled mockingly.

　　 Long Heiye shook his head again, "In the Wild Ancient Dragon Realm, I have seen the tempering method of all the casting masters of various dragon races, but I have never seen such a hammering method. It's just a mess!"

　　Hu! ......

　　 Long Qingchen exhaled a long, hot stale gas, and the forging hammer in his palm suddenly stopped, exactly one thousand and eight times!

　　 He looked at Long Bingling, "Quenching with the power of the ice dragon."

　　 Dragon Bing Ling helplessly, raised his hand to hit a cold biting ice dragon power, and landed on the red iron long sword.

　　Zi! ......

　　 A thick mist came out.

　　 Click! Click! Click! ......

　　 When extremely hot and extremely cold meet, the hematite sword suddenly appears dense cracks.

　　 All the geniuses were taken aback for a while, and then burst into laughter.

　　 "He forged this waste sword?"

　　 "It is estimated that with a light touch, it will become fragments!"

　　 "You want to fight against Academician Long Heiye when you cast this kind of waste sword?"...

　　 The tears of their laughter are almost coming out.

　　 Long Bingling's face flushed, as if he couldn't wait to find a place to drill.

　　Long Heiye's voice is cold, "Now, you immediately leave the lecture hall, return to the cave house, pack your things, and never step into the dragon blood martial house!"

　　 Long Bingling's body trembled, his face turned pale, and he pleaded, "He is young and frivolous. He also asked the academician to show his favor and give him a chance to change."

　　Long Heiye's eyes were cold, "I have given him many opportunities, but unfortunately, he doesn't repent, so I don't need to say more, and immediately leave Dragon Blood Martial Mansion!"

Long Jinxuan'er stood slowly and said lightly, "He has traversed the dusty Dragon Blood Road for 8,000 years. He can be called a peerless genius once in 8,000 years. He was exceptionally selected into the Dragon Blood Martial Mansion. Academicians value him very much, Academician Long Heiye, I'm afraid you have no right to expel him from Dragon Blood Martial Mansion, right?"

　　 "Are you threatening me?"

　　Long Heiye has an ugly face, staring at her sharply.

　　 Threatening academician?

　　The genius beauties looked at Long Jinxuan'er in surprise.

　　 Long Qingchen was also a little surprised, but she didn't expect Long Jinxuan'er to stand up and speak for him.

　　Long Jin Xuan'er said indifferently, "I didn't mean that, but, to be honest, to expel him from Long Xin Wu Mansion, you still need to get the permission of the palace lord."

　　 "You don't need to remind me!"

　　 Long Heiye said coldly, "After expelling him from the Dragon Blood Martial Mansion, I will tell the palace lord everything!"

"Before you start the battle weapon, you think I lost, it's too early?" Long Qingchen slowly raised the cracked red iron sword, although it is not beautiful, but the first time it can be cast Success, he is fairly satisfied.

　　 Long Heiqi smiled, "You still want to fight with me because of your useless sword?"

　　 Long Qingchen's eyes were flat, "Yes, don't compare it, how do you know?"

"Is he crazy?"

"He spent nine deaths and worked hard through the Dragon Blood Road. He was hailed as a peerless genius who was born in 8000 years. He was also respected as the new chief disciple. He has supreme honor. Now he has been expelled from the Dragon Blood Martial Mansion. In the end of the game, this blow was too big, and it might make him unconscious."...

　　The geniuses and beauties are full of jokes, without a trace of pity.

"I think you won't cry if you don't see the coffin." Long Heiye suddenly picked up the extremely sharp red iron sword and stared at Long Qingchen coldly, "In that case, I will let you know what the gap is, come on. !"

　　 Long Qingchen raised the cracked red iron long sword, and cut it out casually.

　　 Click!

　　 There was a crisp cracking sound, a sword tip fell to the ground, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com stuck on the floor.

　　 As expected, it was vulnerable!

　　 The whole lecture hall was deadly silent.

All eyes were stunned, staring blankly at the red iron long sword in Long Heiye's hand. I saw that the red iron long sword in his hand had been cut off, and the cut was smooth, as if it had been cut by a peerless divine sword. Break!

　　In contrast, the red iron long sword in Long Qingchen's hand is full of cracks, as if it would break at any time, but it was intact!

　　 Which one is strong, which one is weak?

　　 at a glance!

　　 What he forged is a waste sword?

　　 ridiculous!

　　 Drive him out of the Dragon Blood Martial Mansion?

　　 is even more ridiculous!

"how so?"

　　 "His casting technique is higher than that of Academician Long Heiye?"...

　　The genius beauties have gloomy faces, and they feel like eating live flies.

　　 Long Heiye stared in a daze at the red iron long sword that had been cut off, his tall body was like a body with a lost soul, as if he was several decades old.

Long Qingchen glanced at Long Heiye, a little unbearable. As a six-star foundry, Long Heiye was defeated by him in the most proud realm. He could understand Long Heiye's current mood. Explain it.

　　 "The other steps, you did well, only two steps, something went wrong."

　　 "In the fourth step, when forging, your strength is a little too much, which causes the hematite's toughness to decrease."

"In the last step, when quenching, you use clear water as the quenching liquid. You should use the power of the extremely cold ice dragon. Hematite belongs to fire. Only the cold quenching fluid can fully radiate the fire attributes of hematite! "

　　 Hearing his explanation, Long Heiye's absent-minded eyes glowed again, brighter and brighter, thoughtfully.