Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

You really can't tell what you look like!

The middle-aged man wiped his sweat vigorously, his clothes were already soaked in sweat.

His resentment Blade had no time to pay attention.

Time passed quietly between hammering and hammering.

The middle-aged man watched from the side, his expression extremely focused. As long as he can comprehend one and a half moves of this amazing skill, then there is hope for this blacksmith shop.

Dao Feng doesn't care about his stealing teacher, if he can learn it, he will learn it, anyway, he is not going to rely on it for a living.

The most important thing is, what if I let you watch it once, a hundred times, or a thousand times?So you can learn it?

Impossible, the hammering method and so on are here, but it is useless if you learn it, it is just superficial skills.

Deep things are fundamental, such as luck, will you?For example, exert force, can you master it well?For example, can you find out where the hammer landed?These are the fundamentals.

No, in the final analysis, these are nothing but fake tricks.

All of these predestined that the middle-aged man, without his hand to guide him, would at best look alike even if he sacrificed his life.

Dao Feng silently encouraged him, because everyone who worked hard deserved recognition.

……

The four weapons finally take shape.

Two long and two short, both gray and black.

The middle-aged man was a little disappointed. He thought that this little brother's astonishing forging skills would create a magical weapon, but he never thought that the pair of swords and daggers were so ordinary.

It looks a bit inferior to the inferior weapons in other shops.

At first glance, it was like looking at an inconspicuous wooden stick.

Is this little brother just a strong outsider?

The middle-aged man couldn't tell from Dao Feng's indifferent expression.

All magical weapons have their own uniqueness, but these few weapons are really too bleak.

But Blade is happy with these few pieces, which are true killers.

It is unparalleled in sharpness, but it completely restrains the cold light.

Persevering, but seemingly vulnerable.

The sword body is smooth, but unpretentious.

Although due to his own strength, he didn't describe all kinds of patterns inside him, but it is enough for now.

Only the last step is left, the sheath and the handle.

But the scabbard was redundant for him.

Let's go back first, the corresponding materials have already been prepared in the soul guide, so with his skillful hands, can't he do this job?

He put away the four weapons, then handed over the money that should be paid to the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "Happy cooperation!"

The middle-aged man felt the reassuring weight in his hands, and his face was full of joy. There was only a lot of small money in it!

Hehe smiled and said: "Brother, you are very generous! If you need it again, you must come to my place, and I will give you a [-]% discount!"

Blade walked out.

"The boss has to remember, if you don't give me a discount when you come back next time, then I will give you a discount."

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, what do you mean?Why does this sound so awkward?

Repeated twice and laughed dumbly, it turned out that if he didn't keep his promise in the future, he would break his dog legs!

What a grumpy little brother.

After leaving the forging room like a furnace, the oncoming is refreshing.

Blade took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

It was almost evening.

The footsteps of the pedestrians on the road are a little hasty, probably either to go home or to find a place to stay.

His clothes were soaked.

Blade plans to go back and take a good shower.

After taking out the water bottle and replenishing the water, he didn't linger and went straight back to the academy.

I heard that there will be a college meeting tomorrow.

It was probably Liu Erlong who took care of all those troublesome things. For such a big and well-equipped college with a stable source of funds, Flender would probably go crazy laughing.

On the way home, the aroma of food wafts in the air, from restaurants, roadside stalls, and people on both sides.

The sky at dusk is no longer scorching red, surrounded by patches of reddish clouds, heading towards the other side of the earth.It is called Chaoyang there, and the patches of pink or delicate and fiery clouds are called Caixia or Zhaoxia.

The end of one side is the beginning of the other.

At the corner, Daofeng was bumped into his arms by a laughing little boy rushing out.