Landlord.

He pays more attention to skills. Facing the two novices, Cao Shu almost controls the entire audience. With his help, Diao Xiu'er lost not much and needed to memorize three articles.

Cao Shu also lost once and needed to memorize an article.

As for Liu Bian, it was a bit miserable. He had already owe eleven articles to the previous ones...

"Don't play anymore, don't play anymore!"

Liu Bian looked dejected, and he looked at Cao Shu with great reluctance. "Xiao Shuo, I must beat you tomorrow!"

"Accompany at any time." Cao Shu put away the sign and patted his legs. He sat for too long and felt a little sore.

Seeing Liu Bian leaving, Cao Shu did not forget to remind him loudly. "Don't forget to endorse the letter, I will check it tomorrow!"

"I understand, I understand!" Liu Bian looked impatient...

Fortunately, after these days of contact, Cao Shuo, Liu Bian's personality, still found out that he was frivolous and unruly. Although he was young and frivolous, he still inherited a fine tradition of his father and was honest.

This is commendable. I think even with tears in my eyes, Liu Bian will recite the letter all night long...

As for Diao Xiuer, Cao Shu originally intended to let her go!

But Diao Xiu'er bit her red lips with silver teeth and said, "I'm willing to accept the loss, and she has to bear the blame."

So, Cao Shuocao, who was pampering with the fragrance and jade, wrote more than a dozen ancient poems, such as "Goose, goose, geese, songs towards the sky!", and "Hoing the crops at noon, sweat drips into the soil!", in short, he wrote more than a dozen simple poems from the enlightenment textbooks, asking Diao Xiu'er to recite them, and did not forget to write the meaning of these poems so that she could understand them.

Beauties should enjoy more privileges.

"Then I thank the young master." Diao Xiu'er carefully held the bamboo slips and slowly retreated...

But at this moment.

"Little young master, little boy..."

A rough voice sounded, Cao Shu looked up slightly, but saw Liu Sandao strode into the cabinet.

"Uncle Sandao?" Cao Shuo was a little surprised, and then he thought for a moment and asked immediately: "But? Is the iron and gold not enough?"

"No...no!" Liu Sandao waved his hand, and he felt a little ashamed in his tone, but in just a moment, this shame turned into ecstasy and excitement. "It's refined, it's refined..."

"What have you made? But steel?"

“It’s not just steel!”

Faced with Cao Shuo's doubts, Liu Sandao hurriedly replied:

"Steel can be refined a few days ago, and its strength is naturally higher than ordinary iron, but it has definitely not reached the point of cutting iron like mud. But coincidentally, in the iron sent by the young master a few days ago, there were two pieces of fine iron forging the result, and it is not too much to say that it was refined by a hundred times. I carefully forged this steel into two magic swords. These two magic swords were cut off the iron and broke the gold, which was extremely sharp. I would like to tell the young master!"

call out…

Cutting iron like mud, extremely sharp!

These days, aren’t there many magical weapons that can be called these eight words?

Cao Shu thought of several magical artifacts, ancient ingot sword, green sword, and singing sword...

For example, during the performance, after Zhao Zilong seized the Qingyan Sword, it was like he was cheating. Among hundreds of thousands of troops, seven in and seven out. It was said that Zhao Yun achieved the Qingyan Sword, but it was better to say that it was the Qingyan Sword that made Zhao Zilong famous in Changshan!

After all, everyone is lifting irons, and your combat effectiveness is so strong? I will definitely not resist the number of people!

But if your weapon is cut into iron like mud, it is equivalent to directly opening a cheater... with one knife 999? Who can withstand this?

"Try it?" Cao Shuo asked Liu Sandao...

He was already imaginary.

If it can really reach the point of cutting iron like mud, it will be a battlefield artifact and a heaven-defying existence.

But at this moment.

"Shuer..."

"Little Young Master..." shouted almost at the same time.

With a firm pace, Cao Shu stepped into Cao Shu's pavilion. Cao Shu raised his eyes and said that the person who came was his father Cao Cao and General Pan Feng!

Huh? Cao Shu was slightly stunned.

It’s not time to go in the military camp in broad daylight? Why are you all back?

Before Cao Shuo could speak, Cao Cao answered first.

"The war is about to go to war tomorrow. General Huangfu specially asked all the soldiers and soldiers to go home..."

Because of the iron stirrups, Cao Cao's position in the military camp suddenly increased, and even though he still did not get rid of the position of the logistics chief.

In short, everyone in the military camp looked at him again and became admired, which made Cao Cao find his long-lost self-confidence and full of confidence in this expedition.

"Young Master, I, Pan Feng, will definitely live up to you. This time I have made contributions on the battlefield, and I will definitely shine the lintel of the Cao family!" Pan Feng also bowed and spoke in a solemn tone.

From the hungry and fullest homeless man from the East City of Luoyang, he became Cao Shuo's troops, and he recommended him to Lu Zhi, becoming a general who was valued by Huangfu Song.

When drinking water and thinking about the source, Pan Feng did not forget to support his young son Cao Shu, nor would he forget that he will always be a member of the Cao family.

"Uncle Pan Feng, why is it so numb?" Cao Shuo stood up and smiled slightly, which made Pan Feng, who was big and thick and ferocious, feel embarrassed.

"Shuo'er!"

Cao Cao then asked, and when he saw his son Cao Shu, he had countless question marks in his heart, the most important of which was the iron stirrup. "Did you think of this iron stirrup?"

"Yes, not all." Cao Shu nodded and shook his head again. "Uncle Sandao also made contributions to the production of the iron stirrup drawings! If he had not talked to him, he would not know many details of the forging."

Cao Cao nodded, then looked up at Liu Sandao in the room, then looked at Pan Feng, muttering to himself.

"The two of them are just ordinary troops in the East City of Luoyang, but they have shown such strength under Shuer! Subtly, one made the first contribution to the development of iron stirrups, and the other became a general in the three armies who were highly valued by the commander. Sure enough, only if there is a Bole in the world, there is a thousand-mile horse. There is a thousand-mile horse, but there is no Bole!"

"How dare I take it?" Liu Sandao scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Pan Feng saw him showing off and joked, "Old Liu, your kung fu is not very good, and your forging skills are admirable!"

How do you know?

After this sentence fell, Liu Sandao frowned. "Who said that my kung fu was not very good?"

Although, in fact, he could not beat Pan Feng, he said this in front of the young master and Cao Cao? He didn't give him any face at all? This was enough to anger Liu Sandao.

"Old Liu? This is the truth!" Pan Feng patted his shoulder. "I have nothing else to say. The young master always mentioned that he has a specialty in his profession. I specialize in strength. You can't beat me. I don't know how to forge it either!"

"Who can't beat you?"

Liu Sandao's temper suddenly rose. "It's different from the past. We compete with weapons. If you can go through three moves in my hands! I, Liu Sandao, will be at a disadvantage!"

Liu Sandao said this resoundingly.

He is confident. He has two magic weapons forged with hundreds of refined steel.

The gap in strength is inevitable, but the sharpness of the weapon can make up for the shortcomings of strength to the greatest extent...

"this…"

Pan Feng just made a joke, but he didn’t think that Liu Sandao was still on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the ver

"Just fight!" Pan Feng pinched his waist. "Don't provoke me, don't talk about three moves? You can't even get through one move in my hand."

Pan Feng also has his confidence. During this period of time, Huangfu Song gave him personal guidance. Originally, Pan Feng only knew how to use brute force. Now, he can combine brute force with clever force. The strength of his fist is more than doubled, let alone one Liu Sandao? Even two or three Liu Sandao, Pan Feng didn't take it seriously.

"Walk…"

"Go away!"

The two ignored each other and were tense... They snorted coldly and stepped into the courtyard with big strides.

"this…"

Cao Cao looked back at Cao Shu, and he muttered in his heart, are these two of your divisions? Just let them fight like this?

But Cao Shu smiled slightly.

"Father, the child is just about to let you watch a good show!"

"Play?" Cao Cao was puzzled?

"That's right." Cao Shuo smiled slightly, and he thought, if Liu Sandao's sword was really cut into iron like mud, then there would be a fight against Pan Feng!

If it is not guaranteed, it is evenly matched and can show the momentum of "Guan Gong" fighting "Qin Qiong"!

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Chapter completed!