Chapter 152 Three into One

Chapter 152 Three into One

The remaining three people don't know who can forge a weapon that meets the requirements of the Seven Elders!

"Two hours, six materials, how can it be done!"

The stocky boy sighed.

In two hours, it is still a difficult thing to forge a weapon that is in the product.

Ordinary smelting methods will definitely not meet this requirement. After all, the six materials given to them are not high-grade materials, and it is still very difficult to forge weapons that are in and out of the product.

Stocky boy, refined materials, quality is the lowest, Mo Wendao and short-haired teenagers, in terms of quality, there are certain advantages.

"Forging this step, it's a real headache!"

The short-haired boy said helplessly.

He is quite good at refining materials, but he is relatively weak in forging.

There is also a time limit, which makes it even more difficult to complete.

"It seems that we can only use forging to shape it!"

Mo asked and made a decision.

To use forging and shaping, this step consumes a lot of time and is not easy to master. However, the weapons required this time, to the level of three grades, only this method is the easiest to do.

At least for Mo Wendao, this is the easiest way to do it.

"That's all there is to it!"

The stocky young man said with a painful look on his face.

This time, in order to win the first place, he could only spend some money and took out the materials he bought with a lot of money, materials that can improve the quality of weapons.

As long as this material is added to the forged weapon, even if there is no weapon, it can reach the level of entry.

Of course, in general, when forging a first-class weapon, add a copy to improve the quality, and the stocky boy is enough to fight.

"Fortunately, I was prepared!"

The short-haired boy said proudly.

He also has the same materials on him as the stocky boy, and he also adds the same materials, and it's really hard to say who wins and who loses in the back.

Anyway, in order to win, fight!

As long as you win this competition, this material is not a loss. Anyway, you can still get this material in the future.

Mo Wenwen, who was on the other forging table, had also completed the preliminary smelting and was mixing the materials more evenly, and this step would take a lot of time.

Half an hour later!

Jingle ......

Mo asked, to start forging and shaping, he could only use forging to shape this time.

He is not a stocky boy, like a short-haired boy, he has special materials that can improve the quality of weapons, and he can only rely on forging and shaping to enhance the quality of weapons.

Heard Mo asking, the sound of thumping the sword embryo.

"It seems that this time, that kid is cornered!"

The stocky young man said secretly in his heart.

It is only at the end of the road that it will be like that, using this time-consuming and laborious forging and shaping.

"My opponent should be one less!"

The short-haired boy said inexplicably happily.

Mo Wenwen used this method, and it has been proved that he has basically no hope of victory this time.

However, Mo Wenwen used forging and shaping, which seemed to be a little faster than the two of them.

In this situation, the cultivation is low, ahead of the other two.

"Interesting!"

The Seventh Elder laughed as he spoke.

The situation on the field, in his opinion, is still very interesting.

The two young men who used their own materials had been judged by the Seventh Elder to be a failure in their hearts, and what he was looking for was not this kind of opportunistic person.

If you want to help him, you must also rely on your strength to complete the things he explained, which will be possible!

An hour and a half has passed!

Mo asked, still pounding his piece of material, to forge it, a sword weapon.

The stocky boys, and the short-haired boys, are almost finished, their smelting and shaping, compared to forging and shaping, have an advantage in speed, if you want to improve the quality, it depends on the material.

Forging and shaping consumes time, but it has the effect of improving quality, which is also a drink and a peck, each with its own strengths.

"The last step!"

The stocky boy said excitedly.

In the final competition, the forging speed of Bimo Wendao and the short-haired boy was much faster, and according to this situation, he should be the first to complete it.

And the short-haired teenager is almost at the last step.

Zizizi......

A burst of white mist rose and surrounded the stocky young man's ring, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

Twenty breaths later!

"I made it!"

I only heard a loud shout from the stocky boy.

Mo Wendao was still, concentrating on forging, not affected by him. After all, Mo Wendao had already felt the other party, and only refined one, a third-grade primary sword weapon, which was nothing to be happy about.

However, the short-haired young man seemed a little anxious, he felt that the speed of this forging was fast or slow, and in the hearts of the seven elders, there was still an impression.

Zizizi......

The short-haired teenager also began to quench.

"Sanpin Junior!"

The short-haired teenager was satisfied.

At this time, the stocky boy and the short-haired boy had already completed the forging, and only Mo Wendao was left unfinished.

They felt that this time they would definitely win, they had already excluded Mo Wendao from the opponent, this rank, with their knowledge, Mo Wendao This time the forging should not be completed!

Jingle ......

"Time is running out!"

Mo asked, and said secretly in his heart.

His forging and shaping this time is still a little imperfect, if there is a little more time, if he has enough time to forge, the quality of this sword weapon will be better.

However, it's not bad now, just wait for the last step of quenching!

And the last quarter and a half of an hour!

Quench!

This is a step that can ultimately affect the quality, if this step can be handled well, the quality of his sword weapon will be much better.

Zizizi......

A burst of white mist wrapped Mo Wendao's forging table, and he couldn't see the situation inside.

After the white mist dissipated, Mo Wendao's hand was holding a sword that looked very sharp, and the cold light was shining.

"Two hours are coming!"

The Seven Elders announced that the time for the competition had come.

This competition lasted two hours, and I don't know who loses and who wins?

Judging from the current situation, Mo Wendao and the three of them have all refined a three-grade sword weapon, and these three-grade sword weapons are also divided into high and low, which depends on the seven elders, what method they want to use to identify the level of this sword weapon.

"Which of you is more confident in your sword?"

The Seventh Elder asked.

However, Mo asked the three of them, but they didn't know what the Seventh Elder meant, what did he mean by this?

"Me!"

The stocky young man hurriedly said.

The Seventh Elder just smiled slightly and asked him to take the sword.

"You two, who thinks that the sword in your hand is better than this one?"

The Seventh Elder asked again.

He didn't make any judgment on the stout boy and the sword he had brought up.

"Me!"

Short-haired teenager, preemptive.

In fact, even if he didn't grab it, Mo wouldn't ask the question, so he rushed to answer.

The Seven Elders picked up the sword of the short-haired young man in his left hand and the sword of the stocky young man in his right hand, and slashed the two swords at each other.

The short-haired boy's sword, after all, was slightly inferior, and was cut into a gap, but the sturdy boy's sword was not too damaged.

"This time I should have won!"

A stocky young man, laughing wildly in his heart.

And the short-haired boy left in silence!

"It's your turn!"

The Seventh Elder motioned for Mo to ask, and took the sword.

This time, there was only one person who was more surprised, that is, a stocky boy, which can be said to be a bit unacceptable.

His sword collided with Mo Wendao's sword and was directly cut off, which proved that Mo Wendao's forged sword weapon was much better than his quality.

"I lost!"

The stocky boy lost his soul and said.

He also knew that the winner this time was Mo Wenwen, who he looked down on the most, and it was time for him to leave.

A quarter of an hour later!

Mo asked the Daoist and the Seventh Elder and came to the backyard.

"I'm here to do me a favor!"

Again, the Seven Elders emphasized.

"Help?"

Mo asked very puzzled, not knowing how he could help the Seventh Elder.

"I made a bet with someone else!"

The Seventh Elder sighed with emotion.

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