BLACKSMITH SYSTEM
Chapter 12: Bad comer
Ling Taizong's practice field, Tang Tang used Xuanhuo's sword which was promoted to a middle-class magic weapon to fight against Han Lingers, due to the same strength, this time the battle was tied.
Han Ling'er received the sword, and smiled: "Tang Tang, after the Xuanhuo Sword was promoted to a middle-class artifact, its power was excellent!"
"Then you need to say it? When I become proficient, I will definitely defeat your Feihong Sword!" Tang Tang Tang said triumphantly.
Han Ling'er was not committed, but suddenly remembered something, and asked: "By the way, Tang Tang, I heard you went to the blacksmith shop twice before Zhang Ye helped you fix it. Why that?"
“Hmph, I get angry when I talk about this!” Tang Tang let out bitter water, “When he first left, he said that he only purified one flying sword a day. We were a large group of people, so we had to leave again the next day. "
"Also, Boss Zhang, this is terrible. It did not count that he took ten middle-class spirit stones and caused my bankruptcy. He also asked for a treasure, which was truly an iron chicken. Every bite is blood and tears. .. "Tang Tang was satisfied with Zhang Ye's forging skills, but expressed anger at Zhang Ye's accusations. After all, in front of his friends, it would be best to deliberately discredit Zhang Ye.
As for Tang Tang Tang's most precious treasure, it was nothing more than a tattered turtle shell that was of no value, but this did not prevent him from boasting, um, in the old woman's heart, that was the most precious treasure!
Han Ling'er at the side heard that there was another throb in her heart. He was thinking of purifying himself, as he did not have enough spirit stones, so he took out Zhang Fu's seal and put it together. Zhang Ye also used the Heaven Crystal, which was much more valuable than the cost, for Feihong. The sword was refined without any difficulty in the entire process, and he was actually treated specifically by Zhang Ye!
Han Ling'er's face was rather hot, what should I do, she was so good to me, should I accept it? No, the iron chicken didn't say that she liked me ...
Listening to Han Ling'er's broken thoughts, Tang Tang looked dumbfounded and wondered: "Beauty Han, what are you talking about, the iron rooster likes you?"
Han Ling'er was surprised, blushed up to her neck, and said, “Tangtang bad!” Without looking back, he stuck a flying sword and disappeared into the martial arts field.
Tang Tang saw Han Ling'er leave, and was shocked for a long time, then suddenly sighed: "Fuck, you committed a crime ..."
Zhang Ye was having lunch break in the workshop, and sneezing woke him up for no reason, catch a cold? No, this chair was a monk in the late stage of Qi refining, how could he catch a cold? Well, someone must have had a crush on me behind his back, yes, definitely so!
Zhang Ye was satisfied, turned around and continued to snore and take a nap.
Day after day, the news that Zhang Ye was able to refine a lower grade artifact into a middle grade artifact spread like a plague.Not only spread in the Lingtai sect, but even ordinary practitioners in Lingtai City heard the wind.
Before dawn, there must have been a group of people waiting outside Zhang Ye's blacksmith shop for a long time. As soon as the door opened, people flocked in and took out flying swords and spirit stones: "Boss Zhang, ask for repairs! knockdowns! request permission monthly! "
What about the monthly ticket? Zhang Ye could not figure it out, but looking at these crazy monks, it was like a concubine in a harem who could not wait for the emperor's help. They're hungry and upset. Zhang Ye was entangled in his heart. It's not good to give up who's brand.
There was a skinny little monk who could not jostle in front, crying behind the crowd, "Boss Zhang, this is my third day!"
This little guy Zhang Ye was a little impressed. He seemed to have been here many times, and he reached out and showed, "Who's inside, you're the only one!"
The little guy like winning a big prize: "It's me, Boss Zhang said it's me, haha..."
People sighed and looked at the little man with envy, while the little man howled and squeezed from the crowd. After handing the flying sword and spirit stone into Zhang Ye's hands, he was unclear with excitement: "Thank you, boss Zhang, and thank my parents., he said., Thank you for the amazing truth in this world ... "
Zhang Ye was satisfied, collected spirit stones, took out a flying sword and prepared to go to the back hall to be purified. As for the other monk that Zhang Ye had not chosen, he still refused to leave. After all, he had witnessed the promotion of a low-grade artifact into a middle-class artifact. It was also a rare thing, and never even got bored of it.
But at this moment, an indifferent voice sounded: "Wait."
Following the prestige, how handsome the white-clothed youth was, with the brow and star sword, and the sword hanging on his waist, the female monks could not help but shout as soon as he appeared.
Although the white-clothed boy was not wearing a Lingtai sect costume, many people recognized him.
“This ... the first in the inner gate of the Lingtai Sect, Star Swordsman-Li Xingchen!” The free repairman screamed in surprise.
"Building the foundation peak, the half-step golden core, Li Xingchen who had once killed a golden core beast king with a single sword?"
"Yes, that's it!"
As for the disciples of the Lingtai Sect, they lowered their heads and saluted respectfully: "Brother!"
Li Xingchen's gaze had a kind of indifference that hated the people of the world. After looking at Zhang Ye for a moment, Li Xingchen opened his mouth and said: "You are a blacksmith who can refine a low-level magic tool into a medium-grade magic tool? "
The monks who came to the blacksmith shop, who met Zhang Ye did not call him Boss Zhang or Master Zhang respectfully, but Li Xingchen's tone was insulting and called out to the blacksmith.
Even though Zhang Ye's identity was indeed a blacksmith, he wasn't an ordinary blacksmith, and Li Xingchen was a little offensive when he called it like this, and the atmosphere suddenly became embarrassing. Whether it was the disciple of San Xiu or the Lingtai Sect, his brows frowned.
But Zhang Ye did not pay much attention. After all, he was indeed a blacksmith. He nodded, "I should."
Although this was very common, everyone was smiling, yes, no, no, what should it be? Everyone found Boss Zhang's answer interesting, and the awkward atmosphere disappeared a lot.
Li Xingchen's face was neither sad nor happy, and he took out a flying sword from Qiankun's bag: "Oh, then you strain this sword for me. Moving fast. I'm in a hurry."
Li Xingchen's words were not warm, but everyone could sense that Li Xingchen was really my pair of flying swords to you, which was your honor.
Li Xingchen's arrogance was supported by the appropriate strength, and he wasn't committed, but everyone's hearts were tense, as everyone knew that Zhang Ye was only refining one flying sword every day, even though he was still not at all, and there are no exceptions.
If Li Xingchen had come a step earlier, everyone would not have dared to compete with him for a spot, but the point was, just a moment ago, Zhang Ye had taken the order, so everyone could not compete with him, how can that be done now? Did Zhang Ye want to reject the famous Star Swordsman? However, the people who disobeyed Li Xingchen in the past were all dead ...
Just when everyone was squeezing cold sweat for Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye looked very relaxed: "Oh, hurry tomorrow."
Shit, someone took a deep breath and was slandered. I said Zhang Da. We know that you are very principled, but this is a star swordsman. Even if you only sharpen one flying sword every day, is that wise? Hurry up tomorrow morning, do not offend the star swordsman to death!
Li Xingchen's gaze was filled with sullen fury, but he still maintained an indifferent and calm posture, directed his gaze to the sword in Zhang Ye's hand, and said coldly: "Whose sword?"
The little man trembled, with cold sweat. He gritted his teeth, knew what Li Xingchen meant, and walked over to Zhang Ye: "Boss Zhang, I won't be practicing swords today."
Zhang Ye looked at the grievance on the little man's face, then looked at the domineering Li Xingchen, he smiled: "The money that goes into my pocket is never used again."
Hearing Zhang Ye's words, everyone felt that it was an iron chicken, but it was not a derogatory term at the moment.They knew that the little man had succumbed to Li Xingchen's coercion and was preparing to withdraw the order, instead, and Zhang Ye used this method to indirectly defend the little man.
The most touching thing was the little man, his nose was sour, and he almost cried, saying that Boss Zhang was no good. At this moment, he knew that Boss Zhang was his true temper, much better than an asshole!
"Boss Zhang, I don't want that money. Please give me the sword back." The little man knew Zhang Ye was doing his own good, but he knew the thank you report. Zhang Ye's words were enough, so he wasn't willing to hurt Zhang Ye. I would rather not have the money, but also withdraw the order.
"When I'm here at the dark shop? How can anyone take money and do nothing, don't worry, you can do it in half an hour." Zhang Ye patted the little man on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the backstage .
Everyone in the shop, was touched by Zhang Ye's integrity. Even in the face of power, he still adhered to his principles. What a courage!
The little man looked at Li Xingchen with frightened eyes again, and the anger in Li Xingchen's eyes was like an essence. He hesitated for a moment and destroyed a bag of universes in Zhang Ye. Due to the fast speed, Zhang Ye could not avoid it and was hit behind the head.
"Isn't that money? There are 20 middle-class spirit stones in it, double the price, give me the sword." Li Xingchen said arrogantly.
Everyone understood that Li Xingchen was humiliating him, and they all hated Zhang Ye, but they were helpless, because Li Xingchen was so strong, like a mountain, they did not dare to step over him.
Zhang Ye slowly turned around, looked at the Qiankun bag on the ground, then looked at Li Xingchen again, and shook his head: "No matter how much money, we can't break the rules."
“Heh, then I want to try it!” Li Xingchen sneered, took out one after another Qiankun bag, and smashed it into Zhang Ye's body. Although it did not feel any pain or itch, it was an extreme humiliation.
After destroying four or five Bags of the Universe, Li Xingchen saw that Zhang Ye was still indifferent and found a red spear. Everyone took a breath. Although they hated Li Xingchen's attitude, they still exclaimed: "High Class Lingshi!"
Li Xingchen liked the way these assorted fish had never seen the world. A satisfied smile hung at the corner of his mouth, and he stared directly at Zhang Ye: "Rules are used to break the rules. Give me a sword. Teacher gave you a gift from."
Li Xingchen used a trace of strength to build the peak. High-grade spirit stones shot out at Zhang Ye like cannon balls. Zhang Ye was only in the final stage of refining qi, and it was a full state. How could he avoid it The spirit stone hit Zhang Ye directly In his chest, he took two steps back to stabilize his figure, and then a mouthful of blood came out.
“Bos Zhang!” The crowd shouted, but they did not dare to intervene.
