Chapter 1134 1135 Is There Such a Talented Person in the World? !
"Four for one?"
"Five for one?"
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"One loses ten! As long as you take out 100,000 taels of silver, it will be 1 million taels in an instant. If you take out 1 million, it will be 10 million in a blink of an eye. Where can you find such a good opportunity? Just take it for fun. Well, 100,000 and 1,000,000 taels is not a big amount for you guys, you can't buy it and you can't be fooled.
Don't say, his sensationalism is not in vain, looking at those people's eyes, it seems that he is really hesitant.
Nie Fang was so angry that his whole body was trembling slightly, and no one would be willing to bet for a payout of ten. Could it be that in the eyes of outsiders, this sword-casting skill, which Mu Hanyan has learned in less than a day, is of such a level, then he has been practicing Fang for ten years. With Xiaocheng, isn't it worthless compared to Mu Hanyan?
"I bet!" Nie Fang was extremely angry, and smashed the stack of silver bills directly.
Ling Baobao took the bank note, and his hands trembled with excitement. More than 10 million, this is more than 10 million, how much infertility he has to cure to make so much money.
That's right, in his opinion, this is not gambling at all, it is simply easier than finding money.
"By the way, and you, didn't you just put down a million? This time, I will put down a little bit. Look at other people's Nie Hei face." Ling Baobao said to Qiu Zizhong again, and when he was excited, he gave him to Nie. Fang Sheng's nickname was called out.
Nie black face! Everyone looked at Nie Fangsheng and wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud.
Nie Fangsheng clenched his fists, his already dark face turned even darker.
"Two million, I don't believe it anymore. No matter how good Mu Hanyan's talent is, it can still be better than Mr. Nie." Qiu Zizhong really didn't want to bet any more, but Ling Baobao forced him to step down, so he could only He took out another two million taels of silver and threw them at Ling Baobao.
This is also his last fortune. Although the Qiu family is one of the three major families in Dongzhou County, it is considered a great family, but the aptitude of the children in the family is not bad, and there are dozens of people who stay in Longyan College. Many, so Qiu Zizhong's share is not too high.
"Young Master Qiu bet another two million, who else, who else?" Ling Baobao didn't bother to talk to him, so he shouted loudly after taking the bank note.
It is estimated that it was influenced by Nie Fangsheng and Qiu Zizhong. It is also possible that Ling Baobao's odds of losing 10 to 1 and the emotional sensation played a role. Then someone made some bets, but their handwriting was not as generous as them. , seems a lot more cautious.
Ling Baobao was still smiling happily, Mu Hanyan didn't dislike mosquitoes and he didn't dislike it either.
Seeing that Ling Baobao's "picking" of money was almost done, Mu Hanyan stopped delaying and came to the sword casting furnace again.
"Raise the fire, open the stove!" Mu Hanyan snorted softly, Tan Yu and the others pulled up the bellows again, and a faint blue flame floated up, condensed like a substance.
The exquisite sword-forging hammer in Ling Hanyan's hand once again waved wonderful arcs.
"This...how is this possible?" Everyone looked at the movements in Mu Hanyan's hands in surprise.
Even Nie Fangsheng was shocked and took a step forward subconsciously.
In everyone's mind, even if Mu Hanyan had read the secret recipe for making swords from the ancestors of the Nie family, but after all, the time was too short, adding up to less than a quarter of an hour, and there was no one to point out, it would definitely be stiff and stagnant to use. Even full of mistakes.
But now, the sword-casting technique in Mu Hanyan's hands is not a little stiff, not a little stagnant, and it is smooth and smooth, as if it has been practiced countless times.
Impossible, impossible! Nie Fangsheng opened his mouth slightly, but he couldn't close it for a long time.
As a descendant of the Nie family, he has been regarded as the once-in-a-thousand-year-old sword-making genius of the Nie family since he was a child. Of course, he understands the difficulty of the twenty-four methods of sharpening the front and resting the mind better than others.
Don't look at the fact that there are only twelve more techniques than the previous cast bone forging, but these techniques are all mysterious, and there is no room for the slightest difference. It is precisely because of this reason that it took him seven full years to reluctantly learn these twenty-four techniques, and then it took him several decades to finally grasp the essence of them and make them smooth and comfortable.
Mu Hanyan just took a few glances, and actually learned everything, and even with Nie Fangsheng's critical eyes, he couldn't find the slightest mistake.
How on earth did he do it? Nie Fangsheng never believed that there would be such a heaven-defying resource in the world.
Could it be that he actually learned this technique long ago? Nie Fangsheng couldn't help but guess.
But soon, he denied his speculation.
Recalling the scene when Mu Hanyan came to Zhanlong Branch yesterday, no matter how you look at it, he came to study with sincerity. If he really learned this set of sword-making techniques long ago, there is absolutely no need to do it. Moreover, at that time, he didn't even know about Qiu Yongcheng's failure of the beast soul hall trial. Mu Hanyan had just been admitted to the hospital, so it was impossible for him to know his relationship with Qiu Yongcheng, and it was impossible for him to deliberately smash his own place because of Qiu Yongcheng.
But if it weren't for that, how could he have mastered the twenty-four methods of sharpening the front and resting the mind so skillfully with just a few glances.
Nie Fangsheng was full of doubts in his heart, and looked more carefully at Mu Hanyan's freewheeling techniques.
Suddenly, Nie Fangsheng raised his eyebrows.
Sword Intent! In Mu Hanyan's sword casting technique, he actually noticed a vast and mysterious sword intent.
Could it be... could the legend be true? Nie Fangsheng was shocked.
I have to say that Nie Fangsheng's strength is not outstanding among the instructors of Longyan Academy, but as the Academy's number one swordsmith, his eyesight is not bad at all.
Mu Hanyan's 24 methods of sharpening the front and resting the mind at this time, on the surface, appear to be the sword-making techniques passed down by the ancestors of the Nie family, but in fact, they are displayed in the way of swordsmanship.
After rehearsing it over and over again in his mind, Mu Hanyan had already discovered that this method, called the sword-casting technique, was actually derived from the technique of swordsmanship, and had some homology with the Nine Heavens Star Falling Sword.
Although she was not able to fully understand this sword casting technique for a while, but with her understanding of Jiutian Xing Luojian, it is not difficult to use the method of kendo to perform this sword casting method.
Of course, if that's the case, she wouldn't dare to conduct the assessment rashly. After all, kendo is kendo, and sword casting is a different matter. If you only use kendo to cast sword, even if there is no mistake in the technique, It is also empty with its shape and no god, and it is impossible to cast a bloody sword.
But don't forget, Mu Hanyan still has Chaos Heavenly Fire. As expected of Ling Baobao's mouth of the source of all fires, although this chaotic sky fire has no spiritual consciousness, it has spirituality, and that spirituality is not even under any legendary beasts. As soon as he recognizes the Lord, he has already integrated into the laws of heaven and earth in the Holy Court Continent. among.