With One Finger, I Suppress The Heavens

The black-robed middle-aged man was skeptical, but still pulled out a pile of rare metals from nowhere.

"This person actually has a Magical Item on his body. The origin is definitely not simple. If the kid can't show any strength, he will be offended by this person."

"What kind of strength can he have? The strength of bragging? If I tell you, he is finished."

Ling Yu didn't say much, picked up the pile of rare metals on the table and looked around.

"Ice crystal."

"Red Fire Black Iron."

"This is really making things difficult for me. The two rare metals that have the same properties are really annoying."

"Now let's slap you in the face and let you talk big."

Someone in the crowd jeered.

And this is what many people want to say. They don't believe that Ling Yu really has that kind of ability.

"I just said it was troublesome, didn't I say it couldn't be done?"

After saying that, Ling Yu took the rare metal in his hand and walked to the inner hall. The middle-aged man in black robe didn't say anything and followed silently.

Those who were watching the fun also crowded in, wanting to see what kind of moth Ling Yu could come up with.

When I came to the forging room, I saw that Ling Yu threw all the rare metals on the forging table without any hesitation.

This shocked everyone.

In this pile of materials, in addition to the two main materials, Ice Spirit Crystal and Red Fire Black Iron, there are also quite a few other rare metals. Although the amount is not large, it is very precious.

These things add up to at least five Spirit Stones, which is a lot of money.

And Ling Yu is doomed to fail in doing so.

These things, even from their layman's point of view, know that it is absolutely impossible to merge together.

What a loser! I don't know if his elders knew that they would be pissed to death on the spot.

At this time, Ling Yu was still in a hurry. His mind was already on the forging table, and he didn't notice what those people said at all.

"If you want me to tell you, he can't even complete this first step. These rare metals will have to be destroyed by him."

As soon as this person finished speaking, a deafening sound spread throughout the entire Spirit Artifact Pavilion.

Ling Yu moved the hammer, and the first hammer almost scared the souls of some people.

It's not just that the voice is loud, but the scene in front of them really made them open their mouths. Is this really something that people can do?

Under the forging platform, Mars has just emerged, let alone smelting, even heating can't be done.

But at this time, Ling Yu had already struck out the hammer, and when the hammer went down, the piece of red-fire black iron was actually smashed flat.

Ling Yu didn't say anything, as soon as the hammer fell, Bing Xuanjing was also smashed and deformed.

Ling Yu is very familiar with the properties of these materials. He knows that whether it is red fire black iron or ice mysterious crystal, they all have one thing in common. flexibility.

It can be forged even without heating.

At this time, it is the best time to fuse the two. When the attributes of ice and fire have not been fully distributed, fuse them together, and the subsequent forging will not be so troublesome.

But this, ordinary people can't do it at all, not everyone has his abnormal power.

Ordinary people can't beat it at all.

I saw the forging hammer in Ling Yu's hand, waving like the wind, and after a while, Ling Yu forcibly mixed the two metals with repulsive properties.

At this time, someone came back to his senses and said, "Isn't it just more powerful? This doesn't mean that he can refine weapons. Look at what he knocked, it's ugly."

Others also reacted from the shock and continued to taunt Ling Yu: "I think he is afraid of losing the Losing face in the end, so he will find some ground for himself first."

Ling Yu is speechless, these people can't say something nice? Really noisy.

He was not affected by it either. At this time, the temperature on the forging table also completely rose, and other metals also reached the level that they could be forged.

After a while, Ling Yu finished the forging of all the metals and went to the next step, shaping.

So far, this is the most troublesome step for Ling Yu.

The mask on his face can be said to be his most successful shaping. No one has ever called it a clown mask, which shows how handicapped Ling Yu is.

At this time, no one spoke, because in their opinion, this was the easiest step, and anyone who knew a little about craftsmanship would not be stumped by this step. What they were looking forward to was how Ling Yu would behave when he was instilling spirits. Make a fool of yourself.

Although every previous step is very important and directly determines the quality of the spirit tool, only the infusion of spirit is the most critical, and it is the most essential difference between a blacksmith and a craftsman.

Ling Yu is crazy, but you continue to talk, is this a silent mockery?

Ling Yu's face was ugly, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

He has roughly conceived the appearance of a long sword. The body of the sword is half water and half fire, plus some line pendants, it must be very cool.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The sound of metal clashes constantly reverberated between the spirit tool pavilions.

"This kid won't overturn the car." Looking at Ling Yu's expression, Heisha was extremely anxious.

Although he usually talks about Ling Yu, he still thinks about Ling Yu at the critical moment.

"No, I trust Master."

"Do you believe there is a fart? Look at Ling's expression, he has no confidence in himself, right?"

Ye Feng is still firm, he believes that Ling Yu will succeed.

"Hey, I didn't cultivate well at a young age. I really thought I could do everything, and I dared to say that I could refine Spiritual Qi. I think he doesn't talk about spiritual weapons. It's hard to fight even a decent weapon."

This is really not wrong to Ling Yu, Ling Yu himself thinks so, especially after the long sword is shaped, he is even more convinced.

This is completely different from what he thought...

"Hahaha... What is this? Is it a new type of fire stick?"

The long sword immediately attracted a burst of laughter.

Ling Yu's head was covered with black lines, and she couldn't refute it, because this shape was really ugly.

The blue and red of the sword body were not as distinct as Ling Yu thought, but were rubbed together irregularly. In addition, there were other colors mixed together, and there were even visible protrusions on the sword body.

This can't be described as ugly, it's just outrageous, ugly and refreshing.

Even the black-robed middle-aged man's solemn face from beginning to end couldn't hold back.

"Hahaha, I see, he's here to make fun of him, this Spirit Tool Pavilion is actually just a gimmick."

Someone said, and threw a copper plate to Ling Yu, and it fell to the ground with a crisp sound, followed by a large piece of copper plate.

Ling Yu didn't even look at it. His face is also hot now, and there is always a feeling that he will die before his apprenticeship.

There is no other way, at this time there is only the infusion, or in other words, only the hang.