Main Text Chapter 487

"The twenty-three sabers and giant swords here are all damaged and corroded in accordance with the standard procedure of Kongshan Lunjian. All the dilapidation and damage are almost the same. You can choose one of them according to the type you are good at."

Tu Yongqing said, "But we are not a formal competition, and we don't need to be so serious, so we don't use any tools, just rely on the clear water in this pond and the bluestone by the pond to polish and repair it. It takes ten minutes to watch. Who can complete it in the shortest time and with the highest degree of restoration, how about it?"

"Please, please!"

With Xie An'an as the referee, everyone chose a dilapidated weapon.

Li Yao also randomly chose a chainsaw sword, but he never took off the big and clumsy gray gloves on his hands.

Others don't care.

Artisans pay special attention to the maintenance of their hands. The competition is approaching, and many artisans will use secret methods to maintain their hands. Among the crowd, there are three or five wearing gloves with moisturizing ointment smeared inside.

It's just that everyone's gloves are as thin as a cicada's wings, and will not affect the movement of the hands. They are priceless boutiques, and even ancestral magic weapons. Of course, they are not as clumsy and clumsy as Li Yao.

"start!"

Xie Anan started the timer!

For a while, it seemed as if thousands of cold winds were blowing in the bamboo forest of swords and halberds, and the bamboo leaves swayed like swords and swords, only a sound of "rustling, rustling".

The broken weapons in front of many master craftsmen all rose from the ground, lingering and spinning around them.

Everyone wanted to show off, each showing their special abilities.

Someone only used spiritual silk to collect dozens of bluestones, collided with each other, and ground them into dust. The blue dust was turned into a whirlwind, wrapped in the weapon, and polished finely.

Someone whistled, and ripples immediately appeared in the pond. A stream of water flowed out like a dragon, rolled upside down and penetrated into the gap of the magic weapon.

Someone's hands were so fast that their hands turned into a cloud of gray mist. The magic weapon was disassembled into its most basic components in an instant, and then his hands flew up and down like plucking the strings of a piano. The components of the magic weapon were also like a demon spirit with wings, singing and dancing gracefully. Freshen up.

On the faces of the people, they were either focused, comfortable, or enjoying themselves. The extraordinary spirit of the craftsman was slowly rippling in the bamboo forest.

Xie An'an stared at Li Yao alone.

She believed that Li Yao would have an astonishing performance.

However……

Li Yao's brows were tightly furrowed, his expression was serious, even serious enough to gnash his teeth.

Wearing clumsy gray gloves, his movements are meticulous, following the most standard grinding and repair procedures. Carefully disassemble the components of the magic weapon one by one, clean and polish them carefully with bluestone and pool water.

The most standard, that is, the most common, without any unexpected place.

According to the standard of an ordinary refiner, his speed is not slow.

But among these first-class masters, they are a little clumsy, and some can't keep up with the rhythm.

It can be seen that it is really an extremely difficult thing for him to forcefully keep up with the rhythm of the crowd. In just over two minutes, his face was livid, he was sweating profusely, and his muscles were twisted. Shortness of breath, painful expression.

Five minutes later, although the movements were still rigid, the tattered clothes on his body were soaked with sweat and there were bunches of blue veins. Bouncing off the neck and forehead.

Even an outsider can see that he has tried his best to reach the limit.

Xie An'an was extremely confused.

"Grinding a magic weapon is the basic skill of a craftsman. With senior brother Li Yao's astonishing performance in the registration process, how could it be so difficult?"

"Could it be that he hides his clumsiness on purpose, and plans to go to the empty mountain to discuss swords and make another blockbuster?"

"It doesn't look like that either. Seeing his sweating profusely and his hideous expression, it's obvious that he has exerted all his strength to feed himself!"

Seven minutes later, Long Yun's heart-moving movements came to an abrupt end, his bare hands flicked lightly, the dust in his hands flew away with the wind, and his hands were as spotless as jade.

A rusty chainsword, under her miraculous polishing and maintenance, looked brand new, shallowly inserted into the soil, although there was no wind, it trembled slightly, giving out a looming dragon chant.

Long Yunxin glanced at Li Yao, and smiled faintly as the mist flowed.

Seven and a half minutes later, all the refiners completed their works one after another, and their sharp edges stirred among the swords, halberds and bamboo forests.

Only Li Yao, still gnashing his teeth, with intertwined veins, was contemplating very intently.

Seeing that he was so serious, many craftsmen were embarrassed to interrupt and exchanged meaningful glances with each other.

It wasn't until the last second of the ten minutes that Li Yao finished polishing the last talisman and handed over his work exhaustedly.

But it can be seen that although his chainsaw sword is also brand new, compared with the swords polished by everyone, it is slightly duller.

Especially compared with a master like Long Yunxin, he still lacks a little bit of "spirit"!

Li Yao took a deep breath, remained silent for ten seconds, and then recovered a little. His eyes stayed on everyone's works for a moment, he smiled a little tiredly, and said, "I lost. Everyone's works are better than mine."

Li Yao's humility made the children of these aristocratic families a little embarrassed, and they all felt guilty of bullying children.

That's right, I come from a family of craftsmen, and I have received the most professional training since I was a child. My hands are made of all kinds of natural materials and treasures. He is just a craftsman in a second-rate armor group. I have never even accepted the practice of refining equipment, and it is not easy to complete the repair within ten minutes through a layer of thick gloves!

It is a matter of course that one is a little bit better than others, so what is there to be proud of?

"Brother Li's hand speed is a little slow, but it can be seen that every link is meticulous, very serious, very good!"

"Brother Li is wearing these big gloves, is he taking care of his hands? That means he hasn't displayed his full strength yet? After three days, take off the gloves. I believe that Brother Li's hand speed can be increased by at least 30%. Maybe there is a chance to break into the top 500!"

"The chainsaw sword polished by brother Li, apart from lacking a little 'spirit', there are not many flaws to be found!"

"Not to mention anything else, just by looking at Brother Li's concentration and doing his best when he is polishing and repairing, you can know that Brother Li is a person who is really obsessed with the way of refining weapons. With such a heart, one day will become a super first-class refiner!"

Li Yao secretly lamented that the children of these aristocratic families, apart from their skill in forging weapons, have good personalities. You can exchange ideas from time to time.

It's a pity that I really have something to do, so I can't delay any longer, so I can only apologize repeatedly and leave first.

Looking at the back of Li Yao leaving in a hurry, Luo Dong, the fat man from Dongming Luo's family, sighed: "It's about supernatural powers. Of course, the children of us aristocratic families all have their own unique skills, but these ordinary craftsmen from the folk, really He worked hard, he obviously couldn't hold on just now, and he almost passed out several times, but he still gritted his teeth and survived, and the finished work was actually not bad!"

Tu Yongqing nodded and said: "The refining masters from the Kaishi regiment have wandered around the Xinghai all year round, so the theory may not be very solid. The skills may not be very good, but in terms of experience and perseverance, there are indeed some advantages. Although this gentleman is not He is a first-rate expert, but the words 'second-rate expert' are barely enough!"

Long Yunxin smiled lightly, and said: "Okay, the guests have already left, let's start the real competition! These swords and swords we have polished are not comparable on the surface. We need to compare their powers before we can tell the difference. Compete!"

"good!"

"good!"

The eyes of the children of many aristocratic families shone brightly, full of interest.

Xie An'an stood up and walked out.

Long Yunxin said in surprise: "An'an. Where are you going?"

Xie An'an hesitated for a moment, and said: "Senior Brother Li Yao doesn't seem to be feeling well. I'll go and see if he's okay. After all, I'll be his receptionist tomorrow. If something happens to him, it's not good."

Waiting for Long Yunxin to respond. Xie An'an strode out after him.

Li Yao's footsteps were fast, Xie An'an chased after him, and after more than ten minutes, he saw Li Yao's back again.

The suspicion in Xie An'an's heart was like a balloon that was getting bigger and bigger, and it was about to explode.

"A monster who knows the structure diagram of the magic weapon like the back of his hand, and has ridiculously high calculation power, but he is not good at theory, and the actual operation is also commonplace? How weird!"

"But judging by his appearance, he didn't mean to be low-key on purpose. He was indeed gnashing his teeth, his veins were throbbing, and he was sweating three buckets!"

"Could it be that he is only very talented in the structure diagram of the magic weapon, and knows nothing about other skills?"

Xie An'an made great strides, wanting to catch up with him, but Li Yao was like a loach, darting fast among the crowd.

After chasing for more than ten minutes, they came to an ordinary residential area in Kongshanyu.

Like other fragmented worlds, the Kongshan domain is also a mixture of practitioners and ordinary people.

Both cultivators and ordinary people have to eat.

If you want to eat, there is a bustling vegetable market next to the residential area.

Anyone with experience knows that the dim sum and snacks sold at the vegetable market stalls are fresh and the price will be a little lower.

Xie An'an saw that Li Yao bought a large stack of chive cakes and a bag of cold soybean milk left over from the morning's sale at a small stall.

At another meat stall, I bought half a piece of raw pork liver and asked the boss to chop it up.

"What does he want to do? A refiner who is qualified to participate in the Kongshan Discussion of Swords will not be so poor?"

Xie An'an became more and more curious, and followed Li Yao like a little tail. He turned around and entered an old residential area. He found a small garden overgrown with weeds and sat down on the ground. When he got down, he didn't take off his gloves, and ate leek pancakes.

Li Yao ate very quickly. The cheapest pancakes in the streets and alleys seemed to be some kind of delicacy. There was only one piece for three or two mouthfuls, not even soy milk. clean.

After gulping down the soy milk, Li Yao patted his belly, and then opened the oily paper bag that was wrapped with minced pork liver.

"Is eating raw pork liver very helpful for cultivation?" Xie An'an hid in the corner, his heart beating like a drum, feeling that everything Li Yao did was really weird.

Li Yao put the pig liver aside and was about to take off his gloves.

"What secrets are hidden in these stupid gray gloves?" Xie An'an faintly felt that he was about to see a thrilling scene. (To be continued.)