BLACKSMITH SYSTEM

Chapter 4: Willing to Bet

“Ah, this has really been fixed!” Han Ling'er flushed red with excitement, and immediately ran Yujian's spell. The flying sword resembled white lightning and returned to the blacksmith shop, revolving around Han Ling'er, as if dancing .. .

Duguce's expression was fierce, and his face flushed red. He had previously insisted that Feihongjian had yet to be repaired, but Feihongjian soared into the sky, no less than a slap across his face.

“No, this is absolutely impossible!” Even if the facts were before him, Duguce still did not want to believe that Zhang Ye, a human, could refine a flying sword!

"If you lose, you lose, why? Don't you want to regret? Tell you, there is no medicine for regret in this world." Zhang Ye smiled faintly, replied to Dugu Ce's words intactly, and then stopped paying attention to Dugu Ce, look at Han Ling'er, Fairy Dances Sword, a rare and pleasant sight, and then stopped paying attention to Dugu Ce, it is natural to spoil your eyes.

But from Duguce's point of view, Zhang Ye clearly did not see it in his eyes, which made him even more annoyed. He placed his hand on the sword hilt and prepared to desperately kill Zhang Ye, the blacksmith who had repeatedly humiliated him. It's a big deal. After being punished by the sect, I thought about it behind closed doors, after all, Zhang Ye was just an ordinary human being.

Duguce's murderous aura shocked Han Linger. He frowned, and as Duguce drew her sword to kill, Han Linger lightly reprimanded: "Go!"

Feihong's sword was so fast that he could not see the shadow, like a shocking glance, with a sound, he dropped the sword in Duguce's hand onto the ground.

“Junior Sister, you!” Dugu Ce attempted to kill and was still blocked by Junior Sister, which made her feel complacent.

Han Ling'er had always looked like a real man, but she currently said with a cold face: "Brother, Zhang Ye helped me refine a flying sword, why did you kill him?"

"I ..." Du Gu Ce did not know how to explain it. In fact, he and Zhang Ye did not have deep hatred. They just became angry, but they couldn't tell the truth to the younger ones.sister because they didn't have enough tolerance, right?

Suddenly, Dugu Ce got the idea, and honestly said: "Sister, Zhang Ye has no cultivation skills, but he can refine the magic circle in the flying sword. This showed that he was not an extraordinary person, but was hiding his strength. I suspect he is very likely. This meticulous work sent by the Northern Territory, there was no intention whatsoever! Earlier, Brother's sword was just to test it! "

“Really?” Han Ling'er blinked her big eyes, looked at Duguce, and then at Zhang Ye. She's confused. He was not very involved in this world and did not know who was right and who was wrong.

“Of course, we have to report to the sect and bring this accidental blacksmith back to the sect for interrogation!” Seeing Han Ling'er hesitating, Dugu Ce added fire, “Sister senior, please go and tell the master in the sect, brother Disturb him ... "

Zhang Ye silently watched as Duguce tightened his dung basin He knew that the sword before was definitely not a temptation, but deliberately wanted his life!

Even though Zhang Ye still looked like an ancient well without waves, his heart was full of anger.He knew that the spiritual world was more dangerous than the ordinary world, so the bet to refine the flying sword was meant as a joke, but he didn't expect Duguce to back down. You want to kill him, since you are no good, don't blame Zhang Ye for not being right!

“This series, I don't know how to say something inappropriate?” Zhang Ye did not want to argue with Du Gu Ce. There was no one to blame for the crime, so he would start with Han Ling'er, who was of good character.

“Sister, don't listen to her deceptive words to confuse the crowd. Go back and report to the teacher, say that you have caught a good job in the Northern Region!” Du Gu Ce calculated that as soon as the junior sister left, he would kill Zhang Ye himself, saying that he wanted to escape. That way you don't have to take responsibility!

Han Ling'er frowned and told him instinctively that Zhang Ye disliked Beiyu's meticulous work, so he said, "Zhang Ye, what do you want to say?"

"Someone suspects that the work in the Northern Territory is based on the fact that humans can't repair magic circles, but if I prove that without a cultivation base, the magic circles in flying swords can be fixed, but if I prove that without a cultivation base, the magic circles in flying swords can be repaired, will my suspicions disappear? "Zhang Ye was neither arrogant nor arrogant, using someone to refer to Dugu Ce, representing his own hatred and arrogance.

“Oh, kidding, how to fix magic circle if there is no cultivation base!” Dugu Ce thought that Zhang Ye only wanted to win the sympathy of his younger sisters, but he did not expect to prove that humans could repair Li Ming's magic circle, humans definitely could not do it, he said, so he boasted, "Alright, if you can prove that humans can also repair magic circles, I will spare you!"

Zhang Ye only looked at Han Ling'er with a curious look, and did not see Duguce's mad dog at all.

Han Ling'er pondered a little, and nodded: "Zhang Ye, then I molested you."

Han Ling'er was basically thanking Zhang Ye for helping him fix Feijian, but he couldn't get entangled by the seniors, and he was also curious about how Zhang Ye had fixed the formation inside Feijian, so he was persecuted.

From Han Ling'er, Zhang Ye felt that not all monks were so cruel, and he muttered for a moment and said: "Actually, it is very simple to prove my innocence. Please feel the magic circle in the Feihong Sword carefully, and you will understand it naturally. "

Duguce had a joking atmosphere, the magic circle was a magic circle, could it possibly help Zhang Ye mediate?

Han Ling'er was skeptical, closed her eyes, and carefully felt the magic circle on the sword fly through her spiritual power. After a while, Han Ling'er opened her watery eyes and said in surprise: "I'm sure you're innocent. "

“Sister, don't let your kindness be used by the bad guys!” The smile on Duguce's face came to a halt, thinking that Han Ling'er was deliberately spitting out water, and immediately wielding a flying sword, but also to sense it.

Han Ling'er did not stop him, but she looked at Duguce boredly. Regardless, Duguce used her spiritual power to sense the magic circle inside Feijian. After examining this, his brows frowned: "How is it possible, wasn't the original magic circle broken? How does that work again?"

That's right, the magic circle inside Feijian is still the real one. From start to finish, Zhang Ye did not re-carve his circle. After all, he did not have a cultivation base. But the forging skills presented by the system were extraordinary. Through tempering, the originally broken internal magic circle was also repaired, and there was no need for it to be re-engraved.

"What is impossible? I said earlier that the reason why the circle cannot work is because of the separation of goblin materials. I used the forging technique to reunite the goblins into another metal, and the circle can operate naturally." Zhang Ye paused for a moment, "The top restoration is not to add something carelessly, but to keep Feijian in his original appearance. Only in this way can the original value be guaranteed!"

“Zhang Ye, thank you.” Han Linger cried, and once again clenched his fists to pay his respects.

Duguce has a distorted face. In front of a human like Zhang Ye, he was completely defeated. Just as he was about to say something, Han Linger looked at Duguce coldly: "Brother, as an inner sect disciple of the Lingtai Sect, please pay attention. His own words and deeds. "

Although Han Ling'er did not say anything, the warning was self-evident.

Dugu Ce was stunned, Junior Brother never said a word to himself, which made him feel like he had fallen into an ice warehouse.

"I ..." Duguce tried to say something a few times, but he couldn't say it until he reached his mouth. Finally, he glanced at Zhang Ye bitterly, flicked his sleeves, and turned around.

“Hold.” Zhang Ye said loudly, “Someone from the Lingtai Sect, has he forgotten something?” Zhang Ye knew that offending an inner disciple was pointless, but Duguce had almost killed him, so he couldn't just leave him alone.

Du Gu Ce remembered the gambling agreement with Zhang Ye, and his pace stagnated. He turned around and said roughly, “Are you sure you want to do this?” The threat is self-evident.

Without waiting for Zhang Ye to say anything, Han Linger said: “Brother, I want to bet.” Han Linger felt that her senior was too arrogant. If he could take this opportunity to sharpen his emotions, he would help Zhang Ye speak .

“Young Sister, you!” Dugu Ce clenched tightly, his eyes wide open.

"Well, I didn't embarrass you. If you think that'Zhang Ye is so handsome, and his skills are amazing 'difficult to say ..." Zhang Ye paused, slightly thinking, Duguce had a touch of pride in his work.eyes, and thought that if you get acquainted, submit this bet as quickly as possible.

Zhang Ye patted his forehead, as if he had made a good concession: "Let's do it, you can call me three times father."

“Fuck!” Ever since Duguce's cultivation, he had consciously cultivated and never scolded swear words. At this moment, he was forced to swear and was about to draw his sword to kill people, but Han Ling'er stood in front of Zhang Ya, waiting and scolding lightly.: "Brother, don't make me underestimate you!"

Duguce's face is terrible, which shows his inner struggle. In the end, he did not dare to be arrogant in front of Master's only daughter. He gritted his teeth and walked to the door of the workshop, shouting loudly: "Zhang Ye is very handsome, and his skills are amazing! ”After three voices, Duguce's face turned red, and she could no longer hold the gazes of the spectators. He escaped from the sword, turned into a white light, and soared into the sky.

"The high disciple of the Lingtai Sect, really has an incredible momentum!"

"By the way, what is the relationship between the Lingtai Sect and this blacksmith shop, all inner disciples agree!"

"It seems that the skill of the workshop made him happy, otherwise he wouldn't have shouted three times!"

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On the sidelines of the Reading Law discussion www.uukanshu.com, a large ghostly hand condenses in the air, like a fly slap, throwing a dungeon flying sword into the ground with a slap, and a thunderous sound is heard.: "Lingtai City, Lingtai City, flying prohibited!"

Zhang Ye looked at this scene, and sighed.

Han Ling'er saw his senior shot down by the elder in Lingtai City, and was a little worried. He wanted to see the situation, so he said to Zhang Ye: "Zhang Ye, then I'll go."

“Wait a minute.” Zhang Ye still had a good impression of Han Ling'er, and reminded, “The recovery of the Feihong Sword is only temporary. After all, the goblin matter would be separated after a long time. I want to finish it once and for all. It needs to be perfected. "

Han Ling'er nodded, and asked, “Then can you fix it for me?” Zhang Ye's perfect refinement technique made Han Ling'er extremely trustworthy.

Zhang Ye smiled slightly and pointed to the sign on the door, there was a sentence on it: "Because of the bad mood, other businesses will not be accepted."

Han Ling'er was surprised. I heard the real master was a bit strange, and he saw him today. He smiled: "Then Zhang Ye, when will your mood be good?"

"Let's take a few days." Zhang Ye held his hand behind his back, with an unpredictable posture. In fact, being in a bad mood was just an excuse, and he would not perfect this forging technique at all.

Han Ling'er thought for a moment, and had to say, “Then I will come to you in a few days.” Then he took out a jade slip from his hand and gave it to Zhang Ye, “Forget introducing, my name is Han Ling'er, if you have any problems, Destroy the jade slip and I will appear. "

“At last, Boss Zhang's mood will improve soon.” Han Linger smiled and finished, turning into a fragrant wind and disappearing in the blacksmith shop.

Touching the soft jade slip in his hand, Zhang Ye thought.