Shinra Tenzun

Chapter 260 You Are Really Not Suitable For Sword Forging

After hearing this woman's voice, Chen Huo immediately cheered up, and at the same time, he did not forget to turn his head and cast a cold glance at Duan Qi, which meant to say: Did you see, there is a girl who came to the old man to ask for advice.

After all, Chen Huo has been a veteran swordsmith for 40 years, and he is even more famous. In the entire Chuyun Empire, when the word "swordsmith" is mentioned, everyone will think of Chen Huolai.

This is Chen Huo's pride. He has been in the profession for more than forty years, has rich experience, and has taught countless outstanding disciples.It can be said that there are three thousand disciples, all over the world.

No, today there are people who are well-known from afar come to study.

Chen Zheng was even more proud: "Master, someone has come to study."

The old monk Chen Huoru entered into meditation, and with a flick of his robe, his whole demeanor was completely renewed, as if he was a master outside the world, aloof from above.

Duan Qi didn't pay attention to him. After taking the elixir, he felt that his body had fully recovered, so he and Jin Hailiang prepared to leave the sword casting house.

This is the fifth day, and according to the agreement, Duckweed also stood on the open space opposite the Jianjian House, smiling and beckoning to Duan Qi: "Young master, young master, this way."

Duan Qi smiled slightly and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, that fat woman named Wu Zihan rushed over like a cannonball, and her aura was unstoppable.Duan Qi was so frightened that he immediately took two steps back, so that he didn't get hit by her.

The fat woman didn't come for him, but walked up to Chen Huo's side respectfully, bent down hard but couldn't continue playing, her body was too fat and she no longer had a waist.

Seeing her embarrassment, Chen Huo almost vomited blood: "You...your...name is Wu Zihan?"

The fat woman nodded: "Yeah, I'm Wu Zihan!"

Wu Zihan, upon hearing the name, she is that kind of Xiaojiabiyu girl!Why did such a behemoth appear.

This made Chen Huo, a 50-year-old man, a little unbearable.

Wu Zihan raised his head, eyes full of curiosity, swung two huge hammers, and shouted loudly: "Master, Master Chen, please teach me how to forge a sword!"

Jin Hailiang laughed suddenly: "Hahahaha, you are so fat, can you forge a sword? First cast yourself! Hahahaha."

Wu Zihan was completely unmoved, and continued: "Master, I have found many teachers, and they are too good at teaching me. After inquiring for the last time, I found out that there is a worldly expert hidden here in the sword casting house. With more than 30 years of teaching experience, teacher, you can definitely teach me."

After Chen Huo heard about it, he thought that it wasn't your teacher's cooking, but that a student like you couldn't teach it.

Although he thought so, but for the sake of the old face of a great master, he naturally wouldn't say that, stroked his beard, and Chen Huo said seriously: "Please don't worry, auntie...girl, I, Mr. Chen, have been in the profession for 40 years and teach. It’s been more than 30 years, if you don’t know anything, tell the old man, and the old man will guide you one by one.”

After Wu Zihan heard about it, he was even happier: "Master, I have no problem with smelting, but when I beat it, I often broke the sword."

Chen Huo said: "It's okay, the old man gave you a good sword, you can try it."

Wu Zihan nodded immediately, and the fat on his body trembled.

She took a short sword from Chen Huo. The material of the sword was very hard, and it was difficult to break it even if it was broken hard.

"You start beating!" Chen Huo pointed.

Wu Zihan found a stone platform, raised a big hammer with both hands, and slammed down on the sword.

The fat all over her body trembled, and a burst of force burst out, and the double hammers struck down violently.

It was as if the whole world was about to collapse.

Rumble!
With a loud noise, Chen Huo felt that his eardrums were about to burst.

"Take it easy, take it easy!" Chen Huo reminded the fat man vigorously.

But Wu Zihan is still addicted to knocking.

Another double hammer strike.

Rumble!
This time it became even heavier, the stone platform cracked directly, and cracks spread out in all directions like spider webs.

"Damn, what are you doing?" Chen Huo rushed up excitedly, wanting to stop: "Stop, stop, another hammer strike will blow up the old man's stone platform."

Wu Zihan seemed to be unable to stop anymore, he raised his hands suddenly, his whole body was trembling with fat, and he couldn't stop at all!
The two hammers were neatly lined up, like a big mountain, overwhelmingly oppressed, and the fierce wind blew in all directions.

Rumble!Boom boom boom!

There were several dull bangs in succession, causing the sky to shatter and the earth to tremble. In an instant, the stone platform exploded, and the broken stones flew across, unstoppable. hook.

Chen Huo was so angry that his face turned green, and he kept beating his chest. He really felt that he was going to be pissed off by this Wu Zihan: "You...you...you are not casting swords! You are going to blow the sky up, I can't teach it, I really can't teach it to an old man like you. You are so fat, please lose weight and learn how to forge swords!"

Chen Huo was so angry that he directly attacked Wu Zihan verbally and personally.

After Wu Zihan smashed the stone platform, he felt sad again.

"Get out, don't make trouble for our sword-making house, get out of the sword-making house!" Chen Zheng couldn't bear it either, if Wu Zihan was a beautiful woman, everyone would have no objection, but he was an ugly fat man, and he kept giving orders , this made Chen Zheng couldn't stand it anymore, so he just told her to get out.

Wu Zihan felt even more uncomfortable: "I'm sorry...I...I can't control myself."

Chen Huo looked at his stone platform distressedly, took a deep breath, and said helplessly: "Oh, you go! The old man Qian on the stone platform doesn't want you to pay compensation, you are really not suitable for making swords!"

Wu Zihan lowered his head!
"You are really not suitable for making swords!"

She has heard this sentence 23 times, and this time, it was No. 20 four times.

But at this moment, a 17-year-old young man in white suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Get out of the way, I'm going out, I'm not suitable for making swords, get out of the way!"

Wu Zihan raised his head, and saw the smiling face of that young man, the sun was shining on his left cheek, and the scar of thorns was deeply engraved on his face, but his smile was warmer than that of the sun.

Even if your face is covered with scars, you must smile brighter than the sun.

"Who said she wasn't suitable for making swords? Old man Chen, you are not capable enough to attack others personally. Is this the tolerance that a swordsmith should have?"

Duan Qi's words were as loud as a bell, shocking everyone's hearts.

"Judging people by their appearance is out of style. Humiliation and blame are out of style. Anxiety and violent are out of attitude."

These three "degrees" penetrated into the hearts of Wu Zihan and everyone else.

A flame ignited in her heart, it was the flame of hope, and the young man in front of her ignited her hope with a word.

(End of this chapter)