Chapter 64 8 Party Concerns

When the "Bingyuan" passed, the half of the "Iron Mountain", which was as high as one person, was cut open like muddy water.

The faces of everyone changed drastically. Cheng Hong, the head of the Cheng family, was also trembling, and with a flick of his wrist, he quickly pulled Bingyuan out. His reaction was already fast, but there were also a few scratches on the blade of the "Bingyuan" Qing Ruohantan.

Although the scratches were short and thin, they didn't affect Bingyuan at all, but when they fell into the eyes of everyone, they couldn't help but feel a pain in their hearts.

This is the sword of the town that has been passed down by the Cheng family for hundreds of years. It is the symbol of the Cheng family. Any slightest flaw is unacceptable to everyone.

"Patriarch..."

Cheng Youqing couldn't help but said. This is the result of forcibly slashing with a sword and going beyond one's own ability. If it is cut further down, I am afraid the flaws will be even bigger.

However, as the initiator, Cheng Hong held the sword in one hand and stared at the scratches on the sword. He was stunned. He seemed to be greatly stimulated.

"Half! It can only reach half! ... Bingyuan was forged by our ancestors of the Cheng family. It took ten years to sharpen a sword. This sword took ten years to make, and it can easily cut through the armor made of steel. This kind of sword can only be produced in ten years! How can there be such a sword in the world, it is more powerful than the sword made by our ancestors of the Cheng family!"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it..., check! Check it out for me! I must know who that Wang Chong is?!"

The voice of Cheng Hong, the head of the Cheng family, resounded throughout the Cheng family mansion.

...

At the same time, a group of people also gathered in the Zhang family's mansion in the capital, layer upon layer, surrounded by a group. However, unlike the Cheng family, on the Zhang family's stone table, there was a dark, ugly piece of iron only the size of a little finger.

"What do you think?"

The head of the Zhang family in the capital is about forty years old, dressed in white, dragging to the ground, looking gentle and elegant, not like a blacksmith, but like a teacher.

What happened to Qingfenglou not only caught the other families by surprise, but the Zhang family in the capital was also caught off guard. But the only thing that is different from others is that until now, other families are still confused and don't know what's going on.

But the Zhang family in the capital was different. They knew Wang Chong's identity from the very beginning, and even knew that Wang Chong's sword was made from Hyderabad ore.

"It's unbelievable that the sword made from this kind of ore is so sharp. It seems that the price of 300 taels of gold is not expensive at all."

"...But, I'm a little curious, how did the prince of the Wang family know about such a secret thing? He looks only fifteen years old, he doesn't look like he has a lot of experience. Besides, those two poisonous hustlers The monk is very stingy and won't let others touch their ore easily. Even our Zhang family in the capital only gave such a small piece. Even our Zhang family can't see things, how does he know as a child of?"

Zhang Qiming, the elder of the Zhang family, stroked his snow-white beard.

The room was silent, and even Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian could not answer this question. The results of the Qingfeng Building, the two were as shocked as the others.

"Actually, ... until now, I still can't believe that the Hyderabad ore can be so sharp!"

Zhang Jian said frankly.

When it comes to dealing with Wang Chong, Zhang Jian has to admit that there is something uncontrollable in this Wang family child.

Zhang Jian couldn't tell, anyway, every time he saw him, he couldn't treat him like a child at all.

"Actually, it's not that hard to be sure about that."

The head of the Zhang family said and turned to look at the small piece of Hyderabad ore on the table:

"Don't we have ready-made things here? Although this little bit is not enough to make a sword, it should be enough to make a small dagger. Just try it and you will know."

Everyone nodded. It is by no means easy to make a small dagger with such a small amount of materials, and to show the highest level of skill.

I'm afraid none of the others can do this.

However, the Zhang family in the capital is different. As the former leader of the sword-casting industry, this is where the Zhang family in the capital surpasses the others.

"Elder, I'll leave this to you. Before dawn, I must see the finished product."

The Zhang family is the main road.

"Um!"

The latter agreed without even thinking about it, grabbed the tiny bit of Hyderabad iron on the table, got up and walked inside, as if he had agreed to a trivial matter.

The fire lasted from dark to dawn. After a whole night, a new pocket dagger with a length of about four inches and the thickness of a little finger appeared in front of everyone and lay on the stone table.

But seeing this pocket dagger, Zhang Jian, Zhang Cong, and all the Zhang family disciples who had witnessed the Wuzi steel sword in Qingfeng Tower were all surprised.

"Elder, are you sure this is really a weapon made from Hyderabad materials?"

Zhang Jian looked suspiciously at the dark dagger on the table.

They had seen Wang Chong's Uzi steel sword. There was a strange and wonderful pattern on the sword, like flowing water. This is something other swords do not have.

But the pocket dagger made by the great elder could not see the slightest pattern on it.

"Well, I don't know if the Hyderabad ore you are talking about is a kind of ore. But it is indeed refined with the materials provided by the clan, and it is also the highest level weapon I have refined."

"All the sword casting skills of our Zhang family in the capital, I have already used all the skills that can be used."

The voice of the first elder of the Zhang family, his voice was tired, and it seemed that last night's sword training took him a lot of time.

Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian looked at each other, speechless.

This was so different from the sword Wang Chong showed, it was completely impossible to tell that it was the same type of sword.

"There is no need to fight, there is no need to question the level of the Great Elder."

The patriarch of the Zhang family, dressed in white, took two steps forward, took a pocket dagger forged from Hyderabad ore from the stone table, and held it in his palm:

"Bring a sword."

Soon a disciple brought a sword. This sword was the same weapon as the sword sent to Qingfenglou by the Zhang family in the capital to participate in the sword gamble.

Keng!

The weapons slashed past, and a sharp roar pierced through the void. The sword in the right hand of the master of the Zhang family suddenly burst into a cut, and the dagger cut deeply into it, but the sword did not break in two.

The people present were all the elites of the Zhang family in the capital. From this result, you can see that the dagger made by the elder is obviously more powerful than the Zhang family's sword in the right hand of the master, but it is far from Wang Chong's sword that cut off more than a dozen famous swords. There are still many gaps in the level of famous swords.

Seeing this result, even the Great Elder stopped talking. Although he is not a phenomenon in Qingfenglou's sword fighting, but he has heard a lot from the disciples of the clan.

Obviously, there is still a lot of gap between the weapon that he has forged and the peculiarly shaped "No. 1 Sword in the World".

"Patriarch, if the information from Qingfenglou is true and the materials are consistent, that Wang Chong's sword is also made of Hyderabad ore. Then at least one thing is certain, the sword is so sharp, not only The reason for using Hyderabad ore must be an extremely powerful sword-making technique."

"And this technique is much more powerful than the sword casting technique of our Zhang family in the capital!"

The Great Elder always looked very tired when he spoke, but at this time he suddenly opened his eyelids and burst out with a radiance that made him dare not look directly at him:

"I suggest that in any case, we must maintain a friendly relationship with the Wang family and that Wang Chong. If we can get that special sword casting technique, our Zhang family in the capital will definitely surpass the other times and become the sword casting of the Middle Earth Divine Continent again. The first family!"

The first elder directly set the tone for the future direction of the Zhang family in the capital.

...

This night was destined to be a sleepless night for many aristocratic families who participated in the sword fight in Qingfenglou. Zhang, Huang, Cheng, and Lu were almost all brightly lit by candles until dawn.

The same thing happened in the forbidden army.

However, unlike these aristocratic families who have always been concerned about sword casting and sword casting materials, Zhao Fengchen is concerned about something else.

Qingfenglou gambling, Zhao Fengchen's biggest gain is to discover a peerless sword! But the only thing Zhao Fengchen didn't expect was that he couldn't buy a sword at a high price of 40,000 taels of gold!

Just like the first time we met, the boy named Wang Chong rejected him again without hesitation!

This is the second time!

As Zhao Fengchen's status as a general of the forbidden army, it was a humiliation to be rejected like this even after revealing his identity one after another.

If it was before, Zhao Fengchen would have ignored it for a long time. However, as long as he remembered that Wang Chong's Uzi steel sword slashed more than a dozen eastern and western treasured swords with one sword, and slashed an iron mountain as high as one person, Zhao Fengchen couldn't help but couldn't stop eating and couldn't sleep at night. !

Zhao Fengchen is a real warrior. Because he is a warrior, he understands the importance of an outstanding weapon to a true warrior.

This kind of thing cannot be measured by price.

The sword that Wang Chong forged was completely different from all the swords Zhao Fengchen had seen before. I don't know why, the moment he saw the real face of the sword, Zhao Fengchen suddenly had a feeling in his heart, this is his own sword, this is the sword he has been searching for and wants to get!

Even if there is no dispute with Huang Xiaotian, Zhao Fengchen still hopes to get that sword!

Zhao Fengchen didn't know Wang Chong, and he didn't know his origin, but fortunately, although Wang Chong left, he left behind his name. In addition, he had a close relationship with the young master of the Wei family. It is not difficult to find out his origin.

"My lord, my lord..."

Just as the candles burned out and the east was turning white, hurried footsteps, panting heavily, pushed the door open from the outside.

"How's it going?"

Zhao Fengchen sat on the ground, resting his chin in one hand, and raised his head abruptly.

"My lord, I found it, that kid is Wang Chong, the grandson of Jiu Gong!..."

shouted the subordinate of the Imperial Guard, whose face was full of humiliation.

"what?!"

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Fengchen's face changed, and his heart instantly became cold. Zhao Fengchen didn't know what Wang Chong was, but when it came to Jiu Gong, the entire Middle-earth Divine Continent didn't know anything.

Zhao Fengchen didn't expect that the young man who sold the sword was even bigger than Wei Hao Wei Gongzi!

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