Wipe the arena of sword field, which is worthy of the name!
As soon as the four people walked into the arena, they were shocked by the atmosphere around them. The Foundry Division usually lived in seclusion and lived in seclusion. When casting magic soldiers, there was only one word lonely. How could they ever be watched by nearly 100000 people like today. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, even the arrogant foundries such as Ding Haiyan couldn't help but be nervous and their blood surged.
Chen Mo is used to being paid attention to. Compared with the focus of Chang'an, this kind of attention is nothing more than a witch. Besides, he is also a white robed explorer and a top player in martial arts. Compared with these fledgling young people, his mentality is naturally extremely stable, and even those foundry Masters may not be able to compare with him.
Chen Mo secretly urged the pupils of the gods to search through the sea of people.
Soon found the target dressed like snow.
On the highest stage, the status of the four sword sects was obviously different from that of others. In the four sword sects, the four great thunder robber patriarchs attended the four sword wiping, and the momentum of not being angry but powerful made a bunch of monks around silent. Among the four sword sects, a girl in white as snow is particularly eye-catching.
The girl is as beautiful as a flower, spotless, rising and falling like snow lotus in the sky, her eyes like fragrant ink, and her lips like vermilion. In terms of beauty, it was also amazing in the great imperial court. The girl's eyes were a little scattered, and it seemed a little boring to wipe the sword this time.
Beiming fairy?
Chen Mo narrowed his eyes.
"Do you hear the rules clearly; long; wind; literature +?"
On the stage, a grey robed old man asked.
"I understand."
The four spoke in unison.
The grey robed old man looked at the top of the high platform, and the sword casting villa leader nodded. With the sword casting villa leader waving, hundreds of guns roared, fireworks rushed into the sky, and the first round of four sword wiping officially began.
"There are five elements in heaven, water, fire, gold, wood and earth, which are cultivated in time to become all things. Its God is called the five emperors! The caster can only cast the peerless divine soldiers if he understands the way of the five emperors. You need to show all your strength in this test, do you understand?" The old man's tone was low, and he seemed to have a great power. Chen Mo secretly speculated that the old man at least had the strength to approach the great thunder disaster.
After receiving a positive reply, the old man sent someone to start the test.
Dozens of martial artists brought more than a dozen huge stones. Each stone weighs different, about dozens of kilograms at most, but also a few kilograms. The appearance of the stone is ordinary, like the stone skin wrapped in jade.
"In this round, you choose one of the stones, some of which contain jade material. You need to cut it out. Finally, the weight of the complete jade material is 4 points for the winner."
Chen mo of the West Branch, Ding Haiyan of the North Branch, calm of the East branch and pan Shian of the South Branch glanced at each other and strode towards the pile of jade.
The appearance of these stones is plain, bumpy and bumpy. It is easy to be discarded at first glance, but the experienced foundry can see the internal meaning of these stones at a glance.
"Are these all 'white field Jade'?"
"The stone skin outside Baitian jade is fragile and thin, and the jade quality is also very fragile. As long as a division error, the whole jade will be crushed, which is a big test for these young foundries."
"Haha, fortunately, my apprentice Ding Haiyan is very experienced in dividing the stone skin of Baitian jade. This time, the title of Laozu is really great."
Several branch helmsman discussed it and learned that the first test was to cut the white jade skin. Kuang Yi, the North Branch helmsman, laughed.
The questions of the four sword wiping were all written by the ancestor of the sword casting villa. This ancestor usually closed the door to forge weapons and rarely appeared. His questions were also the most fair, and several branch rudder people didn't say anything.
"As long as you take out the jade, you will win by comparing the weight. It's really boring."
A dull voice interrupted the conversation of several branch helmsman.
The crowd looked down the voice. The girl who spoke was dressed like snow, with a beautiful face and a graceful demeanor. At this time, she looked at the major competition of the cast sword villa very casually.
"It's bad to have snow girl, the stone skin of white jade..." Kuang Yigang wanted to explain.
Beiming Youxue impatiently interrupted his boast: "I know, it's not that the stone skin is very fragile and needs to be taken out carefully, but it's so boring. Anyway, just choose the largest stone."
A few people are ashamed, and she is right to say so. For not a foundry, the process of cutting skin and taking jade is indeed very dull.
"This also reflects the patience and vision of a foundry. Casting magic soldiers for fairies this time is the focus of this competition. Jianzu also specifically told him that the title he gave was different from that in previous years." The sword casting villa leader smiled.
"Daughter, you'd better concentrate." Beiming sword sect's main way.
Beiming has snow skimming his mouth.
On the stage, Ding Haiyan, as expected by Beiming Youxue, took a fancy to a huge stone weighing more than 200 kilograms at a glance. Since the weight of the jade is the last, the largest stone obviously has the best chance of winning. Of course, the larger the stone, the more difficult it is to divide the stone skin, and it is also a big challenge to complete it within the specified time.
"Surely you won't rob this white field jade with me?" Ding Haiyan stood in front of the boulder with full confidence.
Pan Shian and Tairan were stunned. Pan Shian walked towards another stone, and Tairan flattered and said with a smile, "only elder martial brother Hai Yan can do this kind of white field jade. We can't get the jade at all."
Ding Haiyan laughed. "This is too modest."
Ding Haiyan glanced at Chen Mo, and Chen Mo glanced coldly, and then walked straight past him. Ding Haiyan raised his mouth, holding the winning ticket, with an expression of your understanding.
Chen Mo searched in the jade pile, picked up an egg sized stone and played it in the palm of his hand.
"Oh, this stone." Chen Mo's eyes lit up and his tone was pondering.
Seeing that Chen Mo actually chose a stone weighing only a few Liang, several people were stunned.
"Hum, what a waste. I thought it was so powerful that I took such a small jade."
"I really lost the face of the foundry."
Ding Haiyan and calmly laughed.
Pan Shian also frowned. Although he didn't speak, he was obviously disappointed with Chen Mo's choice. The first competition was obviously more than the weight of the jade taken out by the foundry after cutting the stone skin. Chen Mo's choice was so small that he was bound to lose. Pan Shian shook his head. In his eyes, Chen Mo's practice was obviously very conservative, as long as he didn't make mistakes.
At the same time, everyone on the stage was also whispering.
"Isn't that caster out of his mind to choose such a small stone?"
"Isn't this competition heavier than the stone?"
"That's the disciple of West Branch. It's ridiculous that Zhujian villa should tolerate sending such a fledgling disciple."
"Not even me."
Hearing the comments around on the top floor, the expression of the people in cast sword villa was also not good-looking. Several helmsman asked sullenly, "brother Wuliang, what's the matter with you, West Branch disciple?"
Jin Wuliang is speechless, and he is also confused about Chen Mo's choice.
"Is it pure hearted to lose the face of casting sword villa?"
"Hum, Jin Wuliang, you don't have to be the helmsman of the West Branch."
"My apprentice has his own plan." Jin Wuliang gnashed his teeth.
"So there's no need to compete. Let's just ask the one who lives in the sect to help me forge a weapon." Beiming has snow eating grapes, still absent-minded.
"His name is Ding Haiyan." Kuang Yi's embarrassed explanation.
There was a sound of snow in Beiming. She never cared about the unimportant role of cat and dog. "In short, he must be the first. It's a waste of time to let him help me forge weapons. I have to practice. I'll meet the fourth royal highness of Chang'an mansion who defeated Yanyu princess."
"Please be patient."
On the stage, Ding Haiyan and his colleagues are methodically cutting the stone skin of Baitian jade by their own means. Once they enter the casting field, even if they are arrogant like Ding Haiyan, they will devote themselves to it and dare not have any carelessness.
Chen Mo didn't worry about the cutting process, but kept looking at the stone in his hand.
After a long time, it seemed that he had seen the context clearly. Chen Mo took out his tool, which surprised everyone again. It was a wooden blade. Unlike others who draw lines according to the vein of the stone skin, Chen Mo starts to scrape the stone skin along the lines.
"Well, the means are superb." The sword casting villa leader praised. "Unfortunately, no matter how powerful it is, the weight of this jade is still too small, and there is no doubt that it will lose." The sword casting villa leader said to Jin Wuliang, "Jin Wuliang, your apprentice is still too careful. As a caster, it's right to be careful, but being too careful is taboo. He shouldn't know this."
There are some criticisms in his words, and Jin Wuliang is also very helpless.
Three incense sticks are about to burn out.
Dinghaiyan, pan Shian and Tairan completed their own processes one after another, and cut the stone skin completely. Dinghaiyan is also worthy of being the key disciple of the casting sword villa. His cultivation is higher than that of other foundries. A piece of 100 kg stone skin was seamlessly peeled off by him, and the white field jade in the car was taken out flawlessly, which is amazing.
Chen Mo was still carefully peeling off the stone skin in his hand, and Ding Haiyan couldn't help laughing again: "a piece of Lantian jade of this size has been cut for so long, Shijin Taoist friend, your craftsmanship seems to be not generally poor."
"Yes, elder martial brother Hai Yan cuts so big faster than him. He can't compare with you at all."
Chen Mo ignored it and still cut it off a little bit carefully, and the surrounding audience also complained.
Finally, when the third incense burned out, Chen Mo put away his blade, and a milky jade appeared. Holding the jade, Chen Mo also stretched his eyebrows, as if holding it in his beloved thing, and there was a sigh around him.
"After the first competition, I will judge." The old man in grey robe came forward and grabbed the jade he had stripped with one hand.
As expected, the Baitian jade taken out by Ding Haiyan weighed 50 Jin, and the jade was complete.
"Good, good." The old man nodded.
Next, the Baitian jade taken out by Pan Shian and Tairan also followed with 30 Jin and 25 Jin respectively.
Finally, the grey robed old man walked up to Chen Mo, and his expression was a little unhappy. Obviously, he was also very dissatisfied with Chen Mo's conservative behavior. "This Taoist friend's jade, don't measure it, it's the last."
The old man was about to announce the score of the first competition. Chen Mo smiled and said, "I think it's better for the seniors to test in person."
The old man hum, "well, I can only see ten liang of this jade." With that, the old man grabbed the white jade in Chen Mo's hand. At this time, the old man's eyes were stunned, his face suddenly turned white, his shoulders sank, and his arms immediately sank to the ground.
The old man shouted loudly, operated magic, and finally managed to hold it.
He looked at the jade in his hand and was extremely shocked: "how can it be so heavy!!"