176 shock core repair method

The fire tongs clamped out the just red Ranger knife, and the ghost picked up a small iron bar and tapped it on the knife.

"This boy is meticulous enough..." The old man smiled. When the metal is heated, it will expand slightly, and the cracks in the knife core will naturally expand. The boy is afraid that there will be smaller cracks in the knife core. He is now doing a second confirmation check.

This time's knock was very fast. The small iron bar hit the Ranger knife from head to end and was thrown aside. Agui inserted the knife body into the stove again. Now he has been able to determine the location of all the cracks in the knife core, and is ready to repair it next.

Because this was the ghost's first action, he had to check it again. This repair, he also crossed the river by touching stones. Everything was said by the elders of the steel clan before. Next, it's time to test real kung fu.

The old man and the bald Qiang knew that it was time for the play and couldn't help walking a little further. Both of them widened their eyes and waited for the ghost to pull the knife out of the fire, looking forward to the little devil to perform some wonderful techniques.

The fire gradually turned white, which means that the temperature has risen to the extreme. If it goes any higher, the furnace itself should melt. The ghost signaled to the drumming apprentice that it was okay. As soon as he reached out and clamped the red Ranger knife, he pressed it to the anvil, and the hammer in his hand smashed down without hesitation!

"Ouch!" The bald Qiang shouted sadly. If you smash it like this, the thin knife will be 100% destroyed. This is not a knife embryo. The thin knife body will definitely crack with a hammer.

With a crisp sound, the old man and the bald Qiang's hearts were tight, but when they saw it clearly, they were at the same time 'Huh?' With a sound.

Agui's hammer did not hit the knife, but hit the anvil, and the ranger knife was also tightly pressed on the anvil by iron pliers!

"Concussion method?!" Old Albert shouted softly and quickly closed his mouth. How can he know the legendary technique at such a young age? Don't make people laugh.

Agui is indeed not a legendary shock method, but he is indeed shaking. Just now, hitting the anvil hammer was not what Albert thought. In fact, he was determining how much force on the anvil can produce a shock! To be honest, the ghost doesn't know anything about iron, but he knows metal manipulation, which is easier to manipulate when metal elements are shaken!

The hammer and anvil are his tools to shake metal elements!

With the collision of the hammer and the anvil, a shock wave flowed directly from the anvil into the ranger sword pressing on it. The part of the knife next to the anvil immediately shook, and the metal elements inside became active!

"At this moment!" Agui's heart shouted softly, and his spiritual power rushed into the knife body like a basin of cold water. After the impact of Longjing, Agui's spiritual power developed rapidly. If it had been before, he could only repair the surface of the knife body, and there was nothing he could do about the cracks in the knife core, but now the strong spiritual power seems The shock penetrated into the knife body as easily and directly controlled the metal elements of the knife core.

Old Albert and the bald Qiang looked at where the ghost knocked and stopped. As masters of manipulating the hammer, they really didn't know what the ghost was doing, and they couldn't go up and ask.

After only a few breaths, Agui inserted the Ranger knife into the stove again. He breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes without moving. The Ranger Sword is not made of active metal like a kneading ring. In addition to the need for high temperature and shock, it is still very energetic to make up for the metal elements in its inner core. Work.

Old Albert and bald Qiang are like two puppies who see meat bones. They look eager but dare not come up to ask. They both see that the ghost is using a skill they have never seen before. At this time, if they don't take the initiative to say something, they are likely to disturb people's bad things.

In this way, the ghost waited for the ranger's sword to reach a certain temperature and take it out, tap it to stick, and then insert the knife back in a short time. He inexplicably repeated several times until his face was white and sweaty.

"How's it going?" The bald Qiang couldn't help it for a long time. As soon as he saw the ghost put down the hammer, he immediately roared and asked.

"It's all fixed!" Agui smiled and inserted the Ranger knife into the sink next to him, and finally put down the iron pliers in his hand.

"Is it fixed?" Old Albert and the bald Qiang immediately grabbed the sink and looked in, so that they couldn't wait to take out the hot sword to check it.

The sink is foggy, and the ranger knife in the water is still bubbling. At this time, not to mention taking it out, even if you touch it, it will burn off a layer of skin!

Old Albert looked at the knife in the water and then at the ghost. He looked anxiously. He opened his mouth several times but finally didn't ask. Each craftsman has his own unique skill, which is his most precious secret, so craftsmen are not allowed to ask each other about the secrets of craftsmanship, and old Albert is now It's like asking how the ghost did it. He just heard about this kind of shock. It's the first time he's seen it today after living for 70 years.

After waiting for a long time, the temperature of the Ranger's sword finally dropped. The bald-headed Qiang took the sword out of the sink and immediately bounced up with a finger, with a crisp and melodious sound. This knife was completely the same as the new one from the inside out!

"Good means!" The bald Qiang couldn't help stretching out his fingers and praised the knife, which he personally said could not be repaired, but it was perfectly repaired, which made the bald Qiang convinced. When it comes to the knife repair, he was willing to bow down.

"This guy, if you are not in a hurry, can you go into the room for some water wine and talk to me, an old blacksmith..." Old Albert smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face were about to squeeze out the flowers. He really had too many questions about the ghost's technique just now.

Agui took the ranger knife and wiped the sheath a few times on the linen cloth. He looked at his partner who was already sitting in the porch and fell asleep. He nodded and agreed to the old man's invitation. First, he could let these guys sleep for a while. He could also take a break. This time, his mental exhaustion was large enough, and there was some faint pain in his head.

Old Albert immediately ordered someone to prepare a table of food. He didn't even forget the children sleeping on the porch. He asked the clerk to take a few blankets to cover them and let people look at them.

The wine table is set in a small room in the backyard, with a table and several dishes. The table is Agui and Albert's father and son, as well as the old mage who I have never spoken.

"Brother, I want to ask where you are from? Who did you learn this from? As soon as old Albert sat down, he couldn't help asking the ghost.

"I'm from Hestin, oh, I'm from the mountains..." The ghost said with a smile.

"Hastings?" Old Albert frowned and thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized that he asked, "You mean the Eighteen Princes?"

"Yes, yes, it's from the 18 vassal states. I learned about the knife repair from my grandfather." The ghost nodded and said.

Old Albert touched his chin and suddenly realized, "No wonder there are only some ancient secrets handed down from the eighteen princes. Your grandfather must be a master of weapons?"

"Ha ha, he hasn't done anything for many years. He said that the knife he tempered for me was his work!"

"Is this knife made by your grandfather?" Old Albert and bald-headed Qiang's eyes fell on the Ranger's sword. Doesn't this guy look like a new knife?

"Ha, it's not this one. Ouch, I forgot it in the porch!" The ghost raised his buttocks and ran out. He was busy just now and forgot the wooden crystal core in the porch, which was a big mistake! When he ran to the porch a few steps, the wooden crystal core was still there. The ghost looked at Casbak, who was drooling, and couldn't help shaking his head. This stinky boy also blew how good he was drinking in the afternoon. Now he is as drunk as a dead pig, and I guess he won't wake up even if he drags away.