Chapter 25: The Spirit of Black Iron
"Beep!"
One by one, the white cranes were startled by Chen Fan's laughter and fluttered their wings and flew away.
Chen Fan ducked back to the boat.
He picked up the oar, turned his back to the setting sun, and rowed back to the shore of the lake near Yingyue Town.
He left the boat with the old boatman as usual, and then walked towards the town.
"Come on, come on, is there anyone left? The weapons I have here are all carefully crafted by me. As long as any of you can beat me in a duel, you can choose one from me and take it away." "
If the duel fails, , just leave ten taels of silver."
As soon as he stepped into Yingyue Town, he was attracted by a burst of noise.
Chen Fan walked along the flow of people and saw a bare-chested, muscular man setting up a stall.
The strong man has a tattoo of a circling green dragon on his arm, which is full of domineering power.
At the same time, on its stall, there are also a variety of weapons with metallic luster, such as swords, guns, swords and halberds, a dazzling array.
The people watching were talking a lot. Some were gearing up to challenge, while others were shaking their heads and sighing, feeling inferior.
Chen Fan looked around.
He found that there were actually several people watching, and they all looked like they had some strength.
"Let me give it a try!"
At this time, a young man in brocade clothes stepped forward with a confident look on his face.
After he paid a deposit of ten taels of silver, he sat in front of the strong man and held his wrist.
Chen Fan looked strange.
Only then did he realize that the so-called competition between the strong men was actually an arm-wrestling.
"Stronger!"
The strong man put his hand on the marble table and said calmly.
"Hmph!"
Young Master snorted coldly and started to exert force.
But soon, his face turned red.
"That's all you have?"
the strong man sneered, his arms as if they were made of iron, motionless.
The young master exploded with all his strength, trying to defeat the strong man instantly, but it was still useless. His expression changed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Hey!"
The strong man sneered, and with a strong movement of his arm, the young master made an 'ah' sound, and his palm was pressed hard against the marble.
"The next one."
"I'm not here to make money, I just want to see if there is anyone stronger than me in this world."
"So if you don't have enough strength, you don't have to waste time and money."
After saying that, the strong man sat back in his seat.
The people around looked at each other, but no one came forward.
Except for warriors who practice external skills, most warriors' physical strength is about the same as that of two ordinary people.
"Did you make all these weapons?"
Chen Fan left the crowd and stepped forward.
"Not bad."
The strong man nodded.
"None of these weapons are what I want. I wonder if I defeat you, can you use the materials I provided to help me build a weapon?"
Chen Fan said.
Previously, he had taken out the black ore from the bottom of Yingyue Lake and asked the blacksmith in the town to make a heavy sword.
Unfortunately, none of the blacksmiths in the town could melt the black ore.
"Custom-made?"
The strong man glanced at Chen Fan and grinned: "As long as you can beat me, you can just let me help you build ten weapons!"
"Pop!"
Chen Fan threw a piece of silver.
Then he sat in front of the strong man and stretched out his hand.
Seeing this scene, the crowd of onlookers immediately fell silent.
The strong man looked at Chen Fan with a sneer on his lips, as if he had foreseen Chen Fan's failure.
Chen Fan's expression was too indifferent, and he didn't like it.
"Hey!"
He started to exert force first, and the muscles in his arms tensed up instantly.
However, Chen Fan just put his hands there casually, just like the strong man dealing with the young man just now, without moving at all.
The strong man's expression changed slightly.
"Your strength is pretty good, but compared to me, you're still a little behind." Chen Fan said calmly.
"I will bring the materials later."
Chen Fan started to exert force, not very quickly, but he pressed the strong man's wrist little by little and pressed it on the marble table.
The strong man's face flushed slightly.
He stared at Chen Fan with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe that he had been defeated by Chen Fan.
He took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay, when you get the materials, I will help you build the weapon you want."
Chen Fan smiled slightly, let go of his hand, and stood up.
"Okay!"
The crowd of onlookers burst into warm applause and cheers that lasted for a long time.
No one expected that Chen Fan, who did not look strong, would defeat the strong man with a crushing attitude.
"Please give way."
Chen Fan looked around, left in the direction he came from, and walked towards Yingyue Inn.
The black ore he took out from Yingyue Lake was stored in the inn.
"Let's all disperse, I'm going to close the stall."
After Chen Fan left, the strong man stood up, grabbed the marble table, and moved it aside.
Seeing this, several people with him helped pack up the weapons on the stall.
"What, you're not going to run, are you?"
The crowd booed when they saw this scene.
"Run? I've always been quick to talk, and I've never been able to do anything I promised." The strong man sneered.
...
Chen Fan went all the way back to Yingyue Inn.
As soon as he arrived at the inn, he saw Xue Zhibai, just like yesterday, sitting by the window drinking alone.
"Brother Chen, do you want to come together?"
Seeing Chen Fan, Xue Zhibai raised his glass and invited him.
He didn't know anyone in Yingyue Town.
There was only one Chen Fan who had spoken a few words to him.
"Is there any snake meat?"
Chen Fan asked.
Xue Zhibai's face changed.
"Haha."
Chen Fan smiled and waved his hand, "Just kidding, I've already eaten."
After that, he went upstairs.
Then, he took the black ore and walked towards the strong man's stall.
He had just seen the weapons made by the strong man, and each one was much better than his sword. They were indeed fine products.
The only thing unclear was whether the strong man could melt the ore in his hand.
"Is this the material you prepared?"
Not long after, Chen Fan arrived in front of the strong man who had packed up the stall.
The strong man looked at the package in Chen Fan's hand, showing some curiosity.
"Yes."
Chen Fan didn't sell out.
With a shake of his hand, he took out the black ore from the package.
"This is..."
Suddenly, the strong man who was just a little curious suddenly shrank his pupils: "The Essence of Black Iron!"
"You actually have this thing..."
"How about it, are you sure? Use this ore to build me a heavy sword."
Chen Fan said straight to the point.
"Okay, but I need to prepare some things. It will take at least five days to build it."
The strong man took a deep breath and said.
"And it's me. If it were anyone else, even if I could use it as material to make a weapon, I wouldn't be able to do it in ten days and a half." "
Okay, I'll leave the thing to you. In five days, I Come and get it."
Chen Fan nodded.
He was not afraid at all of the strong man taking the black iron essence and running away.
Just like when he left it in the inn before, he wasn't afraid of being stolen.
(End of chapter)