Chapter 475

Tong Ba didn't know what to do. When he heard Lu Meng's rumor, he thought it was exaggerated. Perhaps Lu Meng was just trying to cover up his failure. How could there be something so heavy in this world?

However, his master's eyes lit up when he heard the rumor. There were all sorts of strange things in this world. The Weaponsmith Sect made a living by forging weapons. The books in the sect naturally recorded all sorts of strange things. Tong Ba didn't know much, but Si Yakong knew.

Even so, according to Si Yakong's estimation, even if it was a longsword or any other weapon, as long as it wasn't a huge hammer, Tong Ba wouldn't be unable to lift it. That was why Tong Ba was so confident in challenging Zhang Xiaohua.

The longsword wasn't eye-catching. It was obviously a sword embryo. Tong Ba thought that it was impossible for him to not be able to lift it with his strength. Unexpectedly, he couldn't even catch it. Naturally, he turned around to look at his master who had promised him that he wouldn't embarrass himself.

Si Yakong was even more surprised. He didn't expect this result either. He looked at Zhen Xuan who was also surprised. Then, they stood up and walked into the arena.

Zhang Xiaohua didn't seem surprised to see them. Wasn't the purpose of this competition to draw out his longsword?

If the two master blacksmiths didn't come out, Zhang Xiaohua would really doubt her own intelligence.

The two of them walked into the arena and cupped their hands. "Ren Shaoxia, your weapon is so heavy. We are very curious. Can you let us take a closer look?"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded. "Feel free to take a look."

Zhen Xuan waved his hand and a disciple outside the arena brought a torch over. Zhen Xuan took it and placed it on the longsword on the ground to take a closer look.

At the banquet, Valley Master Nie seemed to have understood Si Yakong's intentions. He looked a little displeased. Zhang Xiaohua was his guest and wasn't an outsider. Since Si Yakong wanted to see the longsword, it wasn't a big deal to tell him about it. There was no need to make things so complicated. Why did they have to compete in strength and even reveal the secrets of the Weaponsmith Sect?

However, Si Yakong was the Big Brother of the Yuli Alliance after all. It wasn't appropriate for him to say anything in front of Si Yakong, so he could only leave this grudge for later.

Si Yakong and Zhen Xuan held their torches and crouched on the ground. They approached the sword and looked at it carefully. Sometimes they rubbed it gently with their hands, sometimes they flicked the sword with their fingers, and sometimes they whispered something. However, as time passed, the two of them didn't look enlightened. Instead, they looked even more suspicious.

Zhang Xiaohua looked at them with a smile. She wanted to ask them about it, but judging from their expressions, they probably didn't know the origin of the sword. So, she turned to look at Tong Ba.

When Tong Ba saw Zhang Xiaohua looking at him, he couldn't help but blush. Although he had an ulterior motive and this competition was just a prelude, he couldn't even handle the other party's weapon. That was … cough cough. He didn't deserve the title of "Number One Divine Strength".

Zhang Xiaohua was about to speak when the two "old scholars" stood up. Their eyes were filled with confusion. Si Yakong frowned and asked, "Ren Shaoxia, this old man wants to ask you. Where did you get this thing, oh, this longsword?"

This question was a little reckless, but it also seemed very intimate. Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "I got it on a deserted island overseas."

"Deserted island?

Overseas? "Si Yakong was a little surprised. He quickly asked," Nephew, can you tell me the exact location? "

Well, she skipped Shaoxia and changed it to nephew. This was almost a trap.

When Zhang Xiaohua heard this, he took the opportunity to say, "Uncle Si, of course, the ship encountered a storm and this nephew was blown into the sea. However, I don't know the exact location. Later on, I was lucky enough to return to land, but I forgot to ask around."

Si Yakong was very satisfied with Zhang Xiaohua calling him "Uncle". Of course, he wouldn't doubt his answer. He turned to look at Zhen Xuan. Zhen Xuan thought for a while and asked, "Nephew Ren, if it's convenient, can you tell me what the longsword looked like when you saw it?

Oh, was it flat on the ground, or was it stuck in the ground, or … "

"Wow, he's calling himself uncle too." Zhang Xiaohua thought to herself.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Xiaohua said bluntly, "Uncle Zhen, when I saw the longsword that day, it wasn't even on the ground!"

"It wasn't on the ground?"

Not only were the two Grandmasters surprised, but everyone else also exclaimed. However, there was obvious joy in the eyes of the two Grandmasters.

"Then, this longsword …" Zhen Xuan asked impatiently.

Zhang Xiaohua looked at everyone and said, "When I saw the sword, it was above a pool of magma. It was just lying there flat. There seemed to be something invisible below. At that time, I was scared to death."

"Ah?

Fire Condensation Technique?? "Si Yakong and Zhen Xuan exclaimed in unison.

Valley Master Nie and the others were shocked to see the two lose their composure. They all came forward and asked, "What's the Fire Condensation Technique?"

Si Yakong and Zhen Xuan were a little embarrassed. It seemed to be the first time they lost their composure in front of everyone. Si Yakong coughed twice and said, "The Fire Condensation Technique is a refining technique that has been lost for thousands of years. It uses fire to condense raw materials into weapons."

"Oh, I see."

Everyone nodded when they heard that. It was true. Anyone who suddenly heard about a technique that had been lost for thousands of years would have such a reaction.

Sure enough, Si Yakong and Zhen Xuan pulled Zhang Xiaohua aside and asked her about this and that. They inquired about the situation of the longsword clearly. However, so what if they saw it with their own eyes?

If the refining technique of the Immortal Dao could be learned with just one's eyes, how could the refining technique be lost?

The two of them were addicted to listening and then prepared to leave. Zhang Xiaohua was not happy. You asked me for so long, and now you're going to leave me alone after you've had your fill?

She immediately grabbed the two of them and asked, "Uncles, after looking at it for so long, I still want to ask, what is my longsword made of?

How can it be refined into a real longsword? "

Si Yakong glanced at Zhen Xuan. Zhen Xuan said awkwardly, "Nephew Ren, it's not that I don't want to hide it from you, but I really don't know either. I've already discussed it with Brother Si in detail just now. The things in this world are very magical. If we're talking about the heaviest thing, it's nothing more than black iron. It's only the size of a fist and it's ten times heavier than a normal piece of iron. If your longsword is made of black iron, it's only ten times heavier than a normal iron sword. You can't let Nephew Tong be unable to handle it. Moreover, although black iron is heavy, it's not too difficult to refine into a weapon.

Si Yakong also interrupted, "In my opinion, your longsword was still in the process of being refined that day. Since the fire condensation method has long been lost and there aren't many people in the wasteland you're in, you can naturally infer how long this longsword has been refined above the magma. If it can't be successfully forged after such a shocking amount of time, how can I be confident that it can be refined into a real longsword?"

"Moreover, weapons rely on nothing more than sharpness and weight. Nephew's longsword has no edge, but just based on its weight, who can withstand it?"

Zhang Xiaohua was silent. Didn't she use the weight of this sword to bully people all the way here?

At this time, Si Yakong said again, "Only the material of this longsword is unknown to me and Zhen Laosi. If we really want to make a far-fetched guess, perhaps some legendary black iron might be similar to your longsword."

"Black iron?"

Zhang Xiaohua was surprised. It was the first time she heard this name. She couldn't help but ask, "What's the origin of this black iron?"

Si Yakong looked at Zhen Xuan and smiled, "Well, we'll talk about this later. I don't think you're done competing with my disciple yet."

With that, he returned to the banquet with Zhen Xuan, hand in hand.

"That …" Zhang Xiaohua reached out, wanting to pull them back. Was there a need to continue the competition?

However, before she could reach out, they had already returned to the banquet, whetting Zhang Xiaohua's appetite.

Seeing that his Master had left, Tong Ba walked to the front of the longsword and said, "Ren Shaoxia, as you said just now, if I can raise this longsword above my head, I'll win."

Zhang Xiaohua looked at him. No matter how she looked at him, he didn't look like someone who could raise a longsword. She could only nod and say, "Please enlighten me, Senior Brother Tong."

Tong Ba chuckled and cupped his fists at the people around him. He took a horse stance and took a deep breath. Then, he stretched out both hands to hold the longsword. Then, with a loud shout, he actually lifted the longsword from the ground. The people of the Jade Foundation Alliance cheered loudly.

Then, Tong Ba mustered all his strength. The muscles on his arms twitched as he forced himself to raise the longsword. Seeing this, the disciples who had finished drinking also cheered him on. Under Tong Ba's' gnashing teeth ', the longsword slowly moved upwards. However, his trembling legs betrayed his bottom line. By the time he raised the longsword to his chest, he couldn't raise it no matter what. His face was so red that it looked like blood was about to drip out.

Then, a hint of unwillingness flashed in Tong Ba's eyes. He let go of the longsword and just like before, it fell to the ground with a 'clang'. Tong Ba helplessly cupped his fists and said, "Ren Shaoxia is indeed a God Power. This foolish brother … sigh, this foolish brother is truly impressed. From now on, I won't dare to call myself the 'Alliance's Number One God Power'."

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned and said, "Senior Brother Tong's words are strange. This one isn't a member of your Alliance. Why would you call yourself the 'Number One God Power'?"

Tong Ba smiled bitterly and said, "Number One God Power, number one God Power. I can't even lift Shaoxia's weapon. How can I call myself the 'Number One God Power'?"

After saying that, he looked very dejected. He took out the small booklet from his chest and handed it to Zhang Xiaohua. He said, "Ren Shaoxia, this is what you deserve. Please accept it.

However, it contains the secrets of my Weapon Forging Sect. Shaoxia, please keep it a secret and only use it for yourself. Don't pass it on to anyone else. If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to come to the Weapon Forging Sect and find me or my master. "

Zhang Xiaohua looked at the small booklet and really wanted to take it. However, she still refused and said, "This … how can I accept this?"

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