Chapter 119 How Does Qin Yu Win?
Chapter 119 How Does Qin Yu Win?
The iron block quickly turns red under the heat of the high-temperature furnace.
Bai Qi glanced at Qin Yu who was standing opposite, and took the lead in picking out the iron block with the tongs, preparing to strike first.
The casting hammer weighing hundreds of kilograms was like a toy in his hand. When the hammer hit it, the size of the red iron block was reduced by one tenth, and the sound roared and sparks flew everywhere.
Along with it, the field of casters, centered on Bai Qi, rapidly extended outwards!
This time, the scope of the field is larger, and the internal aura is more active. Bai Qi did hide his strength in previous games.
Bai Qi's domain enveloped Qin Yu, and the spiritual energy around him was not attracted by Qin Yu, but instead followed Bai Qi's movements.
In this realm, Bai Qi is the master, and all spiritual energy is controlled by him.
This is a kind of interference on the surface, just like two masters will take the lead in releasing their own pressure before the battle, causing pressure on the other party.
Of course, this kind of small means is okay to deal with others, but it is not enough to deal with Qin Yu.
Qin Yu moved slowly and slowly, picking out the iron blocks step by step, as if he didn't feel Bai Qi's realm as a caster.
Qin Yu picked up the casting hammer with his right hand, and his whole aura suddenly changed!
In an instant, Bai Qi felt an extremely huge pressure coming over him, making him feel as if he was in a lonely boat, but in front of him was a huge wave hundreds of meters high. The pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Qi's caster realm was silently shattered.
Bai Qi's throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the iron block in front of him, making a squeaking sound!
"This...is a warning?"
Bai Qi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the young man opposite who was beating him with some fear.
He had to admit that the other party's casting strength was indeed far superior to his own.
‘However, I have mastered the second-level minimalist formation, and I am also building a mace for this competition. I will not lose! ’
Bai Qi raised the casting hammer again.
This time, his area was very small and he did not dare to get even close to the opponent.
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After a while, Bai Qi took the lead in putting down the casting hammer and began to shape the weapon. He integrated the wolf fangs into the big stick, which looked very powerful at first sight.
Qin Yu's movements were still leisurely, and the iron block in his hand quickly formed the shape of a mace.
The manufacturing methods of the two are different. Bai Qi built the fangs and big stick in advance, and finally used high temperature to bond the two together.
Qin Yu, on the other hand, made the wolf fangs directly on the big stick, and the wolf fangs and the big stick were integrated into one.
In terms of quality, Qin Yu's weapons are superior, but in terms of speed, Bai Qi is one step faster. Each has its own pros and cons.
Soon, Bai Qi completed the final shape. A dark mace was placed flat on the casting table, with the protruding fangs showing great power.
That's as far as the average caster can go.
Xiong Ran, Zhang Tianjian and others all smiled. Since neither party knew how to engrave formations, the quality of Qin Yu's finished product must be better than Bai Qi's, and Donghai Province would definitely win this wave.
But, you can only laugh for three seconds!
Bai Qi's movements did not pause much, but he picked up the carving knife next to him and began to carve the formation on the mace. His movements were so skillful that he seemed to have engraved them many times before.
"How can this be?"
The burning smile froze on his face.
"This Bai Qi can actually make a weapon as unpopular as a mace."
Xiong Ran and others suddenly felt bad. On the other hand, the senior officials of Xihai Province all smiled brightly and looked like they had a chance to win.
But, you can only laugh for three seconds!
The smiles of the senior officials of Xihai Province also froze on their faces.
Because after Qin Yu finished finalizing the shape, he skillfully picked up the carving knife and started carving.
"This No. 17 actually knows how to make a weapon as unpopular as a mace."
The atmosphere became anxious again.
Who will win is still undecided!
In the audience, only an old man and a middle-aged man were smiling and looking relaxed.
They were Bai Qi's grandfather and father, and it was they who defeated the contestants from Donghai Province in the middle-aged and senior groups.
After the late game, Bai Qi told them that No. 17 was the representative of Donghai Province.
It can be said that the contestants from Donghai Province are indeed strong, but the two of them did not panic, but looked sure of victory from beginning to end.
For this competition, the foundry industry in Xihai Province has spent a lot of money.
Drawing the mace is certainly not a coincidence!
It is impossible for the Bai family alone to develop the inscription method of the 'secondary minimalist formation' so quickly.
Behind all of this is the support of countless forging experts in Xihai Province.
The purpose is to completely defeat the foundry industry in Donghai Province, and end the grievances that have accumulated for many years with Donghai Province being trampled under their feet.
It can be said that No. 17 is not facing Bai Qi, but the entire Xihai Province foundry industry.
How could No. 17 win?
How could Bai Qi lose?
All this has been decided long ago!
The old school and the middle school were sitting leisurely in the audience, waiting for the ‘secondary minimalist formation’ to come out, and then take this opportunity to announce the ‘secondary minimalist formation’ to the public, in order to gain both fame and fortune!
They seemed to have heard the cheers after victory.
By then, the Bai family will be the heroes in the foundry industry in Xihai Province.
"It's strange that the people in Donghai Province are so ununited. They have such an important opportunity in their hands, but they still want to form cliques and form small groups. They gave us this opportunity in vain!" the old man said proudly. .
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