Taking the sword from Ling Long, Gao Li couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how bad the world she once lived in was to develop this instinct?

‘Black Moon-Get’ is a sword specially rebuilt for Ling Long on the basis of ‘Black Moon’. The first ‘Black Moon’ is just to show the technology to the bull demon. All kinds of technologies have immature places. Even the carving technology is lacking. Gao Li made up for all the regrets in this ‘Black Moon-Get’, and did his best to perfect every detail.

Unfortunately, because of attending a "No. 1 Sword in the World" conference, the sword left a lot of traces and the blade also had many dents. Although it was re-sanded and repaired, it was no longer perfect.

However, Shi Kuan saw more details from this sword.

This sword is almost perfect!

Shi Kuan felt his hands trembling!

Not long ago, Shi Kuan saw that Ling Long cut off one sword after another with this sword, two of which came from his sword casting villa. Now, this sword is in his hands. As a long-famous blacksmith and great casting master, when he bought this sword, he personally experienced the word "gap".

The sword body was straight and the sword spine was sharp. From the dents left on the blade, you can see how tough the sword was! He could even guess which two gaps came from the sword casting villa! Shi Kuan stroked the sword body and slid his fingertips across the blade. The blade was extremely sharp and he actually sucked his hands faintly!

Shi Kuan polished the sword body with his cloth strip, then tapped it a few times, and then took a breath of air conditioning. With years of experience, he heard that the sword body was soft inside and hard on the outside, and the texture was extremely uniform, similar to Baosteel, but Baosteel did not have such a perfect sound!

"It's actually like this, how could it be?"

Gao Li thought he was trying to play with something, but the man's legs became weak, he knelt on the ground and started crying loudly.

"For so many years! The skills I am proud of, my secret of not passing on! In front of this sword, it is like scrap iron!"

Damn it!

Gao Li really didn't expect that this old man could come like this. If you had known that you were such a sentimental person, I wouldn't have talked to you for so long.

"Master Shida, although I can understand your mood, please calm down. You disciples from the Sword Casting Villa are still watching." Gao Li pulled Shi Kuan up.

Shi Kuan raised his sleeve, wiped a tearful nose on his face, smiled awkwardly, and returned the sword to Gao Li with both hands, saying, "I thought, what you said was just a boast. No matter how powerful the Lizhuang sword is, how far can it be? But now, when I get the sword, I understand that I lost. I have been dealing with the sword for the rest of my life. I will die without regrets when I see such a sword today."

As he said that, Shi Kuan actually pulled off the embroidery mark of Zhujian Villa and left without looking back!

Gao Li glanced at the sword body without a trace. After confirming that there was no liquid left on the sword body, he returned the sword to Ling Long.

If this Shi Kuancao master said that this is acting, then this acting is a little too exaggerated. Isn’t it just to see a sword? He can’t understand the mental activities of such craftsmen, nor can he understand such a person whose inner world view collapses. Maybe this guy has realized his great enlightenment and has become a monk?

The disciples of Zhujian Villa watched Shi Kuan leave and knew that today's competition had nothing to do with them. They turned off the fire, packed their luggage silently, and prepared to leave.

Other blacksmiths watched what had happened before. As the great casting master of the sword casting villa, Shi Kuan was definitely unable to perform such a disobedient to praise Gao Li with his reputation and pride. This was only because he saw the sword that he could not believe!

Some blacksmiths came and saluted and asked respectfully: "Young Master Gao, can we see that sword?"

Gao Li smiled and said, "This sword is not mine, go and ask its owner."

Everyone looked at each other. Although the girl supreme in front of him was smiling lightly, the supreme title was too loud. How many people dared not stand in front of the supreme without being nervous?

But the temptation of the sword gradually overwhelmed the fear of the supreme. Some people walked up to Ling Long, saluting respectfully: "Can you borrow the sword to see..."

Gao Li almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

A group of old blacksmiths, the oldest, looked like they were all sixty or seventy years old, and they actually called the tender Ling Long a senior. When she was called the senior, Ling Long was also confused. However, she still generously lent the "Black Moon Change" to them.

After a while, praise, exclamation, sobs, and sobs came one after another. All the blacksmiths participating in the competition stopped competing and handed over the work in their hands to their disciples and ran to watch the sword. Some of them came by themselves, and the fire gradually burned out their weapons and had no time to take care of them.

"How can there be such a sword in the world?" a blacksmith exclaimed.

"How different is my forged weapon from scrap iron?" a blacksmith said angrily.

"Today I have to watch this sword, my forging level has improved a lot!" An old man was pretending.

"My mother, I'm going home!" A blacksmith broke down.

Gao Li stood aside without saying anything, smiling. Although he did not participate in this game, he completed a show of pretending to behave just by watching from the side, and he felt very happy.

Everyone couldn't put it down. Seeing that the sword was spreading farther and farther, in order to prevent someone from robbing it, Ling Long made a blood splash on the spot, Gao Li coughed lightly, raised his hand, and said, "Everyone, please return the sword first! Listen to me! If you really feel that my Lizhuang sword is helpful to you, you can buy one and study it carefully! I heard that many of the top sword-forging masters don't sell the weapons to my peers, so I'm different. If you like it, you can buy it. I will sell anyone, and the price is very reasonable."

"Really?" A blacksmith's eyes shone.

"Of course it's true. My Lizhuang has always been a business place. As long as you are willing to pay, who will push the money out?" Gao Li said.

"Then...I want one!"

In an instant, the blacksmiths were in a boiling state.

Blacksmiths who can participate in this kind of competition naturally have come into contact with many heroes in the world on weekdays, and their pockets are naturally very rich. Although they have also heard that Lizhuang products are expensive, if they can improve their level, can they make money back in the blink of an eye?

So, many blacksmiths rushed to the weapon display room. So, what just happened happened again.

"How can there be such a sword in the world?" a blacksmith exclaimed again.

"How different is my forged weapon from scrap iron?" a blacksmith said even more annoyed.

"Today I have to watch this sword, my forging level has improved a lot!" An old man continued to show off.

"My mother, I'm going home!" A blacksmith continued to collapse.
Chapter completed!