1132 found the field and stomped on his face
Lord Nie has won the prize, but he just did it. Mu Hanyan said lightly. Looking at that calm appearance, where do you treat Nie Fangsheng as a teacher, saying that treating each other as equals is to give Nie Fangsheng face.
Nie Fangsheng was known as the number one casting master of Longyan Academy, how could he have been so scorned by a disciple, he couldn't help but feel a little angry again, and scolded secretly.
But he forgot that Mu Hanyan relied on his own ability to forge the blood gall sword-shaped blood gall sword bone, and he did not have any villain tricks, but he himself was a villain in vain.
The surrounding academy disciples looked at Nie Fangsheng, and their eyes were also a little sarcastic. It was shameless enough to make things difficult for a disciple as a mentor, but I didn't expect that it would be a shame to be thrown into my grandmother's house before it succeeded.
Noticing the ridicule in the eyes of everyone around him, Nie Fangsheng's big black face was even hotter, as if he had been slapped in public.
"By the way, Lord Nie, I remember you said that as long as you cast it into a gentian sword-shaped sword bone, you will apologize to me and admit your mistake. Of course, Mu Hanyan saw Nie Fangsheng's embarrassment, but he didn't want to let him go so easily.
Miss Mu is not a soft persimmon to be manipulated by others, since the other party has already made up her mind to humiliate her, how can she not do it, how can she teach Nie Fangsheng a lesson.
"I blamed you for my mistake yesterday, and I apologize to you for admitting my mistake. Nie Fangsheng almost gritted his teeth before he squeezed out such a sentence.
The tutor of the dignified academy was forced to apologize to his disciples, this is the first time that Longyan Academy has opened a precedent in history, and he can be regarded as not seeing the ancients before, and not seeing the future before.
It's not that the mentor won't make mistakes, but the tutor makes mistakes, because of his majesty and face, how can any disciple dare to force the mentor to admit his mistakes and apologize, even if he doesn't mention the four words of respecting the teacher, he must be careful of being put in small shoes.
Seeing Nie Fangsheng's expression that was black and purple, as if he was constipated, all the disciples of the academy around him secretly sighed: It is worthy of being the first gentleman in the capital, this kind of thing is probably only done by Mu Hanyan. It seems that his name as the first gentleman in the capital should also be changed, and he should be called the first gentleman in An Yunguo.
"Now that you've admitted your mistake and apologized, let's forget it. Mu Hanyan waved his hand generously, which was completely a posture of an elder facing a junior.
Nie Fangsheng's lungs were about to explode, and he really wanted to slap Mu Hanyan to death.
But it's a pity that he released the words himself, and it is natural to admit his mistakes and apologize, and he can't find a reason to make a move.
The most important thing is that although he is a master of sword casting, he is only at the same level as Mu Hanyan in terms of strength.
So although he was so angry, he could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, and continued to hold it as if he was constipated.
"Bring it!" Mu Hanyan looked at it almost, this Nie Fangsheng had been smoky for many years, and he was originally angry, if he was angry with him a few more words, maybe he wouldn't be able to catch his life on the spot in one breath, she didn't want to be admitted to the hospital for only two days, forcing the two mentors to die and seriously injure one, so she didn't want to stay in Longyan Academy, so she stretched out her hand and said to Nie Fangsheng.
"What?" Nie Fang was so angry that his brain was not very bright, he looked at Mu Hanyan blankly, and said in a humming voice.
"The ancestral sword-forging method of the Nie family, didn't you say that as long as you can pass the test, you will give it to me? I think this sword-forging method should not be passed down orally from generation to generation, it should be recorded in words, right?" Mu Hanyan said.
Nie Fangsheng was stupid now. Where did he expect such a result!