I, beat the Eastern Swordsman at the beginning

Chapter 151 Shocking the Cultivators Again
"Please ask the owner to explain it clearly!"

Seeing the blindfolded man denying his efforts so easily, the cultivator was very puzzled, and there was a lot of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

For ten full days, he smelted all kinds of sword-making materials, just to forge a sword that satisfied the other party, but it only took a moment, but was rejected, which was hard for anyone to accept.

Hearing this, the blindfolded man nodded slightly and said, "This sword is sharp enough, but not strong enough."

"Things like this are only suitable for use as ritual vessels!"

He cast an apologetic look at the cultivator, and the blindfolded man flicked hard with two fingers, and then he saw that the whole sword was split from the middle, the fracture was uneven, and there were many impurities.

Returning the broken sword to the other party, the blindfolded man said: "This sword is unqualified, but...you still have five days."

"After five days, those who have successfully forged a sword can enter the Sword Tomb and see the appearance of a divine soldier."

There was no room for maneuver, and the hearts of all the practitioners sank slightly, and they immediately went back to the sword furnace, patiently forging.

Ye Feixian, on the other hand, always looked unhurried, which aroused the curiosity of the blindfolded man.

"Little friend, there are only five days left, why don't you act yet?"

"May I ask the owner, do you have to forge a sword that satisfies you before you can enter the Sword Tomb?"

"No, anyone who is qualified to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference can enter the Sword Tomb, but only the magic weapon is the most important thing."

"I have held several sword-discussion conferences, but no one has ever been able to take it away. I feel quite regretful."

"Out of the Sword Tomb, what are the arrangements?"

In fact, this is also the doubt in the hearts of all practitioners.

Since they entered the Burial Sword Villa, almost all of them have communicated with the blindfolded man, but there is not much meaning in it, and it is completely inconsistent with the huge momentum.

Now, after hearing Ye Feixian's question, the cultivator who was still busy by the sword furnace pricked up his ears, wanting to find out.

"When you get out of the sword mound, you have to explain the material of the sword you got, the method of forging, and the age of preservation, etc., and then all the fellow practitioners will discuss swordsmanship."

"Those who perform well will be presented with a sword technique from Burial Sword Villa!"

These words made all the practitioners in the field excited, and Ye Feixian even raised his eyebrows, a little eager to try.

He doesn't care much about the various rewards the blindfolded man said, but there must be a lot of people at that time...

"I discussed the method of casting swords and the magic of holding swords with fellow practitioners earlier, just for the sake of doing things cheaply later!"

"Okay, everyone, let's forge the sword first, and then I have to meet the fellow practitioner who just passed the first test."

"The owner, please let me go!"

After the blindfolded man left, Ye Feixian saw that the previous cultivator who offered the treasure seemed a little disheartened, and went to rest on his own. He came to the sword furnace and prepared to forge a sword.

Taking out some of the moiré fine iron, big wave sand, and Xuanming iron that he was carrying, he asked the people from the Burial Sword Villa for some things, and threw them into them enthusiastically.

The sound of ping-pong-pong sword casting was endless, the sound was like thunder, and the movements were extremely smooth, making the rest of the practitioners look sideways.

"This kind of forging method is the first time I have seen it."

"He actually put all the materials into the sword furnace. Aren't you afraid that a pile of scrap iron will be smelted in the end, which will be wasted?"

"Huh? How did this kid take out a ball of extremely hot molten iron?"

"It seems that I am waiting for ignorance..."

Voices of discussion burst out from the mouths of other practitioners, but Ye Feixian remained unmoved and continued to do his own thing.

One day...two days...

Three days later, he forged a prototype of a sword that had begun to take shape, but the upper part was full of bumps, not even one percent of the sword forged by the previous man.

Seeing this, the practitioners couldn't help shaking their heads.

"You are still young after all, how can you forge a magical weapon with such a random sword-making method."

"This kind of weapon, I'm afraid even ordinary people with no cultivation level would look down on it?"

"It's a pity that so many good sword-making materials are all wasted."

"There are still two days, he is afraid that he will fail..."

All kinds of performances made practitioners not optimistic about Ye Feixian.

Although they are still novices in sword casting and their methods are immature, they are much better than Ye Feixian.

Besides, there are only two days left, and everyone does not believe that Ye Feixian can reverse the situation, and the sword he forged satisfies the owner.

"Ding ding... ding ding ding..."

After a while, the rhythmic sound of sword casting came out when Ye Feixian swung the hammer repeatedly.

The prototype of the sword under the hammer is changing a little bit, there are already many fine cloud patterns on the top, but it is still a bit ugly.

Two days passed, and the blindfolded man who discussed with many practitioners came to them again.

After checking the swords cast by everyone one by one, the blindfolded man only left four, and the rest showed disappointment.

Xu Shi was very curious about Ye Feixian. The blindfolded man walked forward, looked at Ye Feixian who was still busy by the sword stove, and said, "Little friend, the time is coming."

"Please wait a moment, the owner, the boy will be fine soon."

Smiling at the blindfolded man, Ye Feixian instantly sped up the movements in his hands. The seemingly random training made the blindfolded man's eyes shine.

Although he has never seen Ye Feixian's sword-casting method before, and every step has no rules to follow, but the place where each hammer falls is very regular.

"All right!"

Finally, after everyone had waited for half an hour, Ye Feixian came to the blindfolded man with the weapon that was pitch black, with holes and holes on it, which could not even be called a sword.

"Please have a look at the owner."

"Ok!"

Looking at the weapon in front of him, the blindfolded man saw that Ye Feixian was still young and didn't want to hurt his confidence, so he started to test it seriously.

But gradually, his expression began to change, and finally, in front of everyone, he brought the sword made by another practitioner to compare with each other.

"Clang-"

All of a sudden, there was only a sound of clanging and collision, and a sword broke with a bang, which shocked everyone's jaws.

Although the sword Ye Feixian forged was unremarkable and didn't look very sharp, it was tough enough to break another sword directly.

Seeing this, the blindfolded man took it in his hand and waved it a few more times, suddenly there were rumors, and the practitioners who were watching even saw the sword lights flashing one after another.

"Good sword!"

After carefully comprehending it, the blindfolded man couldn't help applauding.

He handed the sword back to Ye Feixian and asked: "Although this sword looks a little ugly, it is good in every respect, and it is enough for practitioners around the Eighth Realm of Acquired Heaven to use."

"Little friend, you are really a young genius!"

"This...how is this done?"

"Are we actually being compared to a brat?"

(End of this chapter)