I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 67
Song Boyu did not agree immediately, but asked: "I wonder how long it will take to refine a sword? I want to make it as fast as possible!"

Du Gongming touched his beard and muttered: "You are a precious material and must be refined. No matter how fast it is, it will take at least seven days."

"Seven days?" Song Boyu walked around for a while and said, "Please wait for me, arrange things at home, and let's forge together!"

Song Boyu ran to the boudoir school with a sword on his back, and specially picked up his sister to go home in advance. He originally wanted her to stay at Xun Feipeng's house these days.

But Xiu Niang refused and had to pack her things and follow Song Boyu to Master Du's blacksmith workshop.

Song Boyu asked her to live at Xun Feipeng's house, Xiuniang stared wide-eyed and said, "My brother will be busy for seven days and seven nights, and I will also ensure good food and life for you. We are one brother and sister, and we should not be separated at this time."

Song Boyu had no choice but to find Du Gongming and arrange a special room for Xiu Niang.

Xiu Niang was very diligent and went to help clean, wash vegetables and cook early in the morning. She soon won the praise and love of Du Gongming's wife.

Song Boyu watched as Du Gongming melted the broad sword, remade it into a steel block, folded it and beat it repeatedly.

Fold once to get two layers, fold twice to get four layers, fold ten times to get 1024 layers...

This was a painstaking and laborious job, but Du Gongming was content with it. While forging, he said: "This sword has been tempered many times before, but now it is much easier to temper it. The second forging may have a miraculous effect. "

Song Boyu didn't know much about forging steel, nor did he know the secrets of patterned steel, so he just kept nodding.

As time goes by, the steel has been folded more and more, reaching tens of thousands of layers. Through repeated stack forging, its internal structure has become extremely uniform and delicate, and its toughness has become stronger and stronger.

Du Gongming was fully engaged at this time, and his eyes were shining with the light of dreams. Song Boyu saw that there was a layer of flowing water patterns on the surface of the steel, which was extremely beautiful.

With Du Gongming's tempering, it became like a dragon playing with pearls, as if it were made in heaven.

Duang!

With Du Gongming's final forging, a brand new pattern of Nine Dragons and Playing Pearls appeared on it, which was extremely beautiful and domineering.

"It's indeed a fine iron spirit. I've always wanted to forge this pattern. Ordinary iron can't be formed at all. This iron spirit is so durable. Look at it, it's a divine drawing made by nature!"

Song Boyu didn't understand the principle, let alone the technique, but he knew that such a beautiful pattern must be extremely extraordinary, so he gave a thumbs up: "Master Du's level is really high, I admire him!"

After that, for seven consecutive days, Xiu Niang prepared three meals a day for Song Boyu and sent them to him. Du Gongming spent all his time forging, wrapping steel, forging blanks, quenching and grinding, and finally forged a sword with a length of three feet and six inches for Song Boyu. A long sword and a short sword with an inch-long blade, a set of arm shields tied to the arms and a set of leg shields tied to the calves.

In addition, there are leftover scraps as big as a palm, which belong to Du Gongming according to the contract between the two.

Du Gongming beamed with joy, holding the scraps he had finally saved, and thought to himself: "This piece of iron is of excellent quality. It can be re-smelted and forged, and the inner core is filled with ordinary steel. It can just be used to make a sharpening for my stupid son." A long sword as iron as clay."

Song Boyu was also very happy. He got his wish and turned a heavy sword into a long and short sword and two sets of blocking shields, which could greatly enhance his combat effectiveness and protective power.

He returned with his sister, first scabbarded the long and short swords, and then went directly to Wanmen Street, because today was the opening day of Xueya Martial Arts Gym.

Song Boyu went there at the right time. At this time, the martial arts hall was decorated with lights and the sound of firecrackers was loud. All the famous martial artists nearby came to the scene and sent blessings and gifts.

Xiuniang naturally went to the back to arrange the arrangements with Mrs. Xun, while Xun Feipeng took Song Boyu and stood at the door, introducing them to people coming and going.

"This is my friend. He is this year's Golden Chamber Fighting Champion. He is now the teacher of the martial arts school. Although Master Song is young, he is extremely good at teaching people to achieve the perfection of hardness and softness. He has a unique secret method..."

Song Boyu's face froze with laughter. Listening to Xun Feipeng's boasting over and over again, he felt very uncomfortable and wanted to run away.

But what we have already promised cannot be broken now, we can only continue to stick to it.

"This is it! Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way."

A burst of noise came, and Song Boyu looked around subconsciously, only to see a young man in rich clothes with oily hair and powdery face, and sloppy steps, pointing at him.

Behind the young man were seven old men, two of whom were very familiar. They were Master Chen who had warned him during the Golden Chamber Fight and the divine bodyguard who was knocked unconscious by Song Boyu's sword eight days ago.

Song Boyu, who was originally drowsy, suddenly became excited like a lion that was awakened.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the other person, and said secretly: Good luck, there is no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days, today is the day to make a break.

Xun Feipeng also saw the other party, and immediately stopped to greet the guests and stepped forward with a bad look on his face: "The young master from Mr. Chengyilang's family came here, but he didn't welcome him from afar. I don't know what happened?"

Xun Feipeng named Hualeshan's identity from the beginning, just to let Hualeshan know to restrain himself. If this young son was really caught by the mistress of the Hua family, he would probably have to shed a layer of his skin.

Hualeshan pointed at Song Boyu, as if seeing the pool of blood again that day, which almost became a lingering shadow for him these days, he pointed at Song Boyu and shouted:

"Get out of the way, I'm not looking for you today, it's this little man! Song Boyu, right? You punched me, and now I give you two choices. One is to kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake, and the other is to do it to my people. Let’s have a duel between warriors!”

Master Chen came over at this time, clasped his fists at Xun Feipeng and sneered: "Master Xun, we meet again. If you don't accept what happened today, it's just a personal grievance between the two of them. If you accept it, it will be my Chen family, the Wo family and the Huang family. The martial arts school has a public feud with you, Xueya martial arts school."

When Xun Feipeng heard this, he was so angry that he trembled all over and said harshly: "What if I just accept it? Are you bullying my Xun family?"

Master Chen looked strange and said in a long voice: "Xunshi? Can you represent the Xunshi? Have you asked your eldest brother for his opinion?"

Xun Feipeng looked at his eldest cousin Xun Feilong in disbelief. Xun Feilong was still smiling: "Feipeng, if it's your problem, I can help you without saying a word. So what if we face three martial arts schools? But, this is just an outsider. Let’s not get involved in this matter.”

Hearing this, Xun Feipeng knew that his seemingly friendly eldest brother had colluded with others for a long time. He also recalled that the last time the Wo family came to provoke, no one from the Xun family came to help.

He stared at the other members of the Xun family, and when he saw them lowering their heads, he couldn't help but said angrily: "Okay, okay, this is the so-called Xun family, and I finally know it today! Whoever wants to deal with my brother Boyu today, just First try to see if your fist is as hard as mine!"

Ba Ang also walked out at this time and shouted loudly: "Whoever bullies me into learning Yawu Hall should step over me first."

(End of this chapter)