basic swordsmanship

Chapter 253 Blacksmith
The tavern is quite bright. It is obviously different from the taverns in World No. 16. There are more restaurants here, but they only make a living by selling alcohol.

After entering the door, Tang An saw a dozen wine tanks of different sizes placed in front of him.

The name of the wine is written on the jar.

Tang An really wanted to ask Du Yanling, since there is wine here, why do you have to buy it on the road, can't you just come here to buy it?
He asked, and Du Yunling smiled and said: "Boss Tang, look here, this is a low-end tavern. Most of the wine sold is mixed with water. Moreover, it is not high-end goods in itself. The one I bought is a serious one." After ten years of aging, I got a lot of money."

Tang An understood.

Since you need people to do things, you must bring out good things, otherwise, who will do things for you?

There were a lot of people in the tavern, Tang An looked around, and saw an old man sitting in the corner over there.This old man sat with his back to them. It could be seen that he was not tall, but he was physically strong.

Tang An observes people now, and naturally he doesn't look at the clothes. The old man's clothes are rustic, and they are the most common clothes in this No. 5 world, and they are very dirty.

The old man's hair was gray, and in some places, there were traces of being scorched by the flames. Only those who often worked by the stove would have this characteristic.

In addition, the old man's palms are huge, much larger than ordinary people's. The palms are thick, the fingers are thick, and they are covered with calluses. It looks like they have great strength.

Generally speaking, blacksmiths fit this profile.

So the legendary blacksmith that Du Yanling was talking about was probably this one.

Seeing Tang An's gaze, Du Yuling was also surprised by Tang An's observation ability. She didn't even say who it was, so Tang An just guessed it.

"Boss Tang has a good eye." Du Yanling said sincerely, and Tang An smiled: "I don't know him well, so I'll leave it to you, Boss Du."

Du Yuling nodded. When she came to help Tang An this time, she naturally wanted to help him to the end.

So she went forward with the wine jar and talked to the drunkard blacksmith.

Tang An didn't go there.

Du Yanling said on the road that this blacksmith has a weird temper, and contacting him rashly can only be counterproductive, so to be on the safe side, it is more appropriate to let the more familiar Du Yanling go.

This situation is normal. After all, he is a legendary blacksmith. How can he be found by others casually, and he will not casually agree to other people's requests.

Tang An waited for a while, saw Du Yanling made a beckoning gesture, and immediately walked over.

The alcoholic blacksmith glanced at Tang An: "Xiao Du, is he the one you're talking about?"

Du Yanling nodded.

The blacksmith smiled, and then said to Tang An: "You beg me to do something, well, sit down and have a few drinks with me."

Tang An naturally sat down. He glanced at Du Yuling, who nodded and indicated that he would cooperate with this eccentric blacksmith.

Isn't it just drinking?

Tang An looked at the wine cup in front of him, then clinked a glass with the old blacksmith, and each drank it down in one gulp.

"Happy, hahaha!"

The old blacksmith guessed that he was used to drinking and drinking. Occasionally, he was very happy to have a drink with him. In a short while, he drank five drinks with Tang An.

Although this cup is not as good as a bowl, it is not too small. Tang An felt a little dizzy after drinking five cups.

The wine in World No. 5 is definitely much stronger than the wine in World No. 16. Not only is it hot when it enters your throat, but it also has a lot of staying power after you drink it.

Fortunately, Tang An's physique in the artificial space is not bad. After all, he is a transcendent, and he is a level 2 transcendent. Even if his specialty is not his body, he is still much stronger than ordinary people.

But obviously, the old blacksmith's drinking capacity was far beyond Tang An's imagination.

Another ten glasses of wine.

This time, Tang An couldn't bear it any longer.

It's too exaggerated, don't eat anything, drink dry, fifteen glasses, the wine glasses are similar to small bowls, such a way of drinking, it's really not something ordinary people can bear.

Fortunately, Tang An can still resist.

However, after the fifteen cups, the old blacksmith reckoned that he drank it well, so he asked Tang An, "For Xiaodu's sake, tell me, what kind of weapon do you want to make? Or armor."

The old blacksmith wiped his mouth, and his expression became serious.

Seeing this, Tang An hurriedly stated his request.

"sword?"

The old blacksmith smiled: "Some people in the world dare to use a sword to slay demons just because they have such a little ability. It's ridiculous, ridiculous. Young man, why don't you use a knife?"

It can be seen that the old blacksmith seems to have a prejudice against people who use swords.

Tang An said truthfully: "I have a little research on swordsmanship."

"Bragging yourself." The old blacksmith frowned, and suddenly, using his palm as a sword, he stabbed Tang An's face so fast that at least Du Yanling next to him couldn't react at all.

Tang An's hairs stood on end at this moment.

Almost subconsciously, Tang An stretched out his hand to one side.

Snapped.

The palms collided with great force.

Even though Tang An was fully equipped and had several power rings, he felt that he didn't take advantage of it at all, instead his arm hurt a little.

A lot of power.

The old blacksmith's hands were no different from a hammer.

Moreover, what the old blacksmith used just now is clearly a sword technique, but the number of moves is different from his own.

"not bad!"

The old blacksmith was obviously very surprised. He immediately got up, walked outside, and said, "I can't use it here, let's go, let's go out and find a place to practice."

Tang An looked at the old blacksmith's generous back and asked Du Yuling in a low voice: "You didn't know he knew swordsmanship, right?"

Du Yanling shook her head.

Obviously, she really didn't know about it.

When I got outside, I followed the old blacksmith all the way to a remote and uninhabited place.

Weeds are overgrown here, but it is suitable for private fighting.

"Come on, let me see your sword!" The old blacksmith seemed to have never had a drink at this time, and his expression was quite serious. Tang An thought for a while, took out the flame sword and threw it over.

With the physique of an old blacksmith, a two-handed sword like the Flaming Demon Sword should be most suitable.

Tang An himself held the blood-eating sword in his hand.

The old blacksmith took the sword and looked at it, shaking his head again and again: "This sword is not sharp enough, and the casting method can only be said to be barely strong, but the biggest problem with this sword is the fire on it, hum, a sword , not relying on sharpness, but relying on the power of the five elements, this is really a shame to the swordsmith."

Tang An was dumbfounded when he heard these words.

One must know that among the current props, his flame magic sword is definitely top-grade, not to mention the civilian area, even the players in the elite area are also regarded as a treasure.

The flame on the sword is the biggest source of damage for this sword. I didn't expect such a powerful flame sword to be belittled like this by the old blacksmith.

It's just useless.

"I'll take a look at the other one." The old blacksmith threw back the flame sword in his hand, and Tang An threw the blood-eating sword over. The latter looked at it and nodded: "It's still sharp, but unfortunately, it's too thin. This is more like a woman's sword."

Tang An was helpless, this blacksmith had too high standards.

(End of this chapter)