Is this Empty Hand Soup not a joke, but rather a waste of a good name? With one body of aura already reaching the realm of transformation, with one hammer strike, sparks flew everywhere, and in an instant, the flying knife became much more solid.
Xiao Shu's movements were extremely swift and fierce, he could swing his hammer hundreds of times in the blink of an eye, each strike filled with his decades of experience. The sounds produced by those strikes didn't make a "ding-dong" noise, but instead made a prolonged "ting..." sound that blended together seamlessly. Under Xiao Shu's hammering, the embryonic form of the flying knife quickly became sharp and shiny, like a toy.
It was just a moment, and Xiao Shu put down the hammer and said, "Done."
As he spoke, he picked up the still-warm flying knife and threw it at Tang Feng.
Tang Feng, how dare you receive it? Tang Fei laughed, his skin was thick and rough, and he had a deep and thick aura to protect himself. Tang Feng's slender arms and delicate palms couldn't compare with him. With a push of his palm wind forward, the flying knife was directly pushed into the cold water, and only after a while did it come out from inside.
It was surprisingly heavy, this flying knife was much heavier than I had imagined.
The flying knife was only one finger long and one inch wide, with a sharp tip and an open blade on one side, like the fangs of a poisonous snake. The overall shape was extremely smooth, with cloud patterns flowing, as if there was a dragon hidden on the knife.
Tang Feng reached out and took an unfinished long sword from beside him, fiercely slashing it towards the flying knife in his hand.
With a loud clang, the long sword was cut open with a big gap, but the flying knife was undamaged.
"Good flying knife!" Tang Feng praised without stopping.
Xiao Shu flipped his eyes: "You don't even look at who made this, I swear, thinking that my wife and I, as two top-notch Tianjie strongmen, would actually make flying knives for you. Heaven is really blind."
This flying knife can be said to be the essence of Qin Si Niang and Tang Fei Xiao's strength, under the heavens, there might only be this one. Although in terms of material it cannot compare with a treasured sword, what is lacking is merely the material itself.
After all, this is just the most ordinary iron ingot forging, the material is not expensive. If it were to be replaced with Xuan Tie or Fei Jing, the grade of this flying knife would definitely be above Lian Bing. If Tang Feixiao and Qin Si Niang's skills were a little higher, then forging Tian Bing wouldn't be a problem.
Xiao Shu said: "Such a large piece of iron was compressed by Fourth Sister into such a small flying knife, don't you feel it's heavy when using it?"
The current flying knife's volume compared to the original iron ingot has absolutely shrunk several times, this isn't saying that materials were lost or wasted, not a single bit of material was wasted, it's just that Fourth Young Mistress used White Essence Seal to compress the air, equivalent to an ordinary blacksmith's thousand folds and hundred refinings.
"It feels so right, the weight is just perfect!" Tang Feng burst out laughing and with a flick of his wrist, he threw the flying knife at Xiao Shu. Xiao Shu rolled his eyes and reached out to catch it, but unexpectedly, he caught nothing but air. The flying knife swooped down, heading straight for his crotch, its speed as swift as the wind, its angle razor-sharp.
Xiao Shu was shocked, hastily retreated backwards, his palm facing forward with a slap, and a pale blue palm print appeared eerily one foot away from Xiao Shu's palm, blocking the flying dagger that came flying over.
"Ding!" A flying knife fell to the ground, and Xiao Shu looked at Tang Feng in surprise: "The first time I saw you, I thought you were a master of hidden weapons. It turns out that's true!"
Although Tang Feixiao also underestimated Tang Feng and was slightly careless, this move's skill is undeniable and quite brilliant. If one isn't careful, they will suffer a great loss.
"Fourth daughter, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you. Please melt down all of these things in front of me into flying knives." Tang Feng pointed at the small mountain-like metal ingots.
Qin Si Niang only then realized that she had spoken too much earlier, this was not some simple task? If it were just refining one or two handles, it would be easy as can be, but in front of her were several hundred iron and copper ingots.
This is just the beginning, on the ground Tang Feng had drawn a few patterns, not only flying knives, but also flying needles, flying darts...
The fourth daughter and Laughing Uncle exchanged a glance, suddenly feeling they had been greatly deceived.
For the sake of Momo's great revenge, the two had to work hard. Tang Feng didn't ask anything at that time and directly lent a helping hand to save Momo. Xiao Shu and Si Niang were not ungrateful people, compared to Momo's life, this little labor was nothing.
Qin Si Niang immediately began smelting the metal ingots, smelting them into the embryo of flying knives, and then threw them to Xiao Shu for forging.
Xiao Shu also exerted himself, using his real skills to temporarily pretend to be a blacksmith, even more brave than a real blacksmith. He threw the prototype of the flying knife, and the hammer immediately came down, "ding..." a series of sounds later, a good hidden weapon was born.
Gradually, Siniang's speed of melting metal ingots couldn't keep up with Xiao Shu's forging speed. Siniang gritted her teeth and used both hands, grabbing a metal ingot in one hand and throwing two flying knife prototypes with the other. Xiao Shu remained expressionless and caught them without error.
Tang Feng just acted as a porter, only responsible for moving the metal ingots in the room to Sima's face, divided into several piles. One pile was for making flying knives, one pile was for making flying needles, and one pile was for making flying darts.
Watching the massive dark weapons being forged under the joint hands of two top-notch masters, they were flowing like water. Tang Feng's whole body was energized and he moved even faster.
Dark weapons are not like regular weapons, they're often one-time consumables, once thrown away, they're gone. So Tang Feng naturally hopes to have as many as possible, next time he wants to find such a good helper again, it won't be easy. Although Xiao Shu and Si Niang are grateful to him and know how to repay him, he can't always bother others with these trivial matters, Tang Feng himself would also feel uneasy about it.
The three of them stayed in the house all day without going out.
The metal ingots brought by Tang Feng were all made into hidden weapons under the joint efforts of Si Niang and Xiao Shu, each one was not an ordinary product, extremely sharp and of excellent quality.
This time, a total of three to four hundred flying knives were harvested, nearly a thousand flying needles, and several hundred flying darts, enough for personal use for a very long time. After a day's work, even two top-tier masters felt somewhat exhausted, with their internal energy severely depleted. They didn't recover until after a full night's rest.
The next day, the situation remained the same. Early in the morning, Tang Feng brought over two great masters. Anyway, when he sold the two design drawings to Tian Xiu, Bai Su Yi had already said that the materials and resources within Tian Xiu would be used by Tang Feng as if he were a core disciple of the Inner Sect.
It's also a waste to put these metals here, it's better to make use of them.
This time Tang Feng didn't let Si Niang forge a one-time hidden weapon, yesterday he deliberately left some metal ingots, just wanting Si Niang to make self-defense mechanisms for him today.
Although he had planned how to lure Ye Chenxiu out, Tang Feng also had some confidence that when he met him, he would not poison himself, but in case of any unexpected event, Tang Feng still had to make some preparations.
Otherwise, with Tang Feng's current strength of refining the seventh-grade gale, how could he withstand Ye Chenqiu's attack?
