The first dragon of all time

"very good!"

Long Heiye was so angry that he took out various materials from the space ring, as well as two sets of all the casting equipment, and placed them on the podium one by one.

"It's up to you to choose what materials to use and what weapons to forge!"

"If I lose, this academician position will be yours!"

"If you lose, you will be expelled from the Dragon Blood Martial Palace and will never be hired!"

He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

A dignified academician made a "please" gesture to a disciple. This was not respect, but a deep irony, sarcastic that Long Qingchen had no respect for his elders!

Long Jinxuan'er's face changed slightly, and her voice was condensed. Her voice was a little anxious, "Quickly apologize to Academician Long Heiye. The master of the palace and the academicians all think highly of you. As long as you admit your mistake, there may be room for redemption."

"Sister Xuan, don't worry, I'm sure of myself."

Long Qingchen smiled lightly, but he didn't know whether Long Jinxuan'er was really worried about him, or was he pretending to be worried about him?

He left his seat, walked towards the podium, raised a finger, and said calmly, "If I lose, I will naturally quit the Dragon Blood Martial Palace. If you lose, I don't want your academician position. There is only one The condition is that from now on, when you preach, I don’t have to come.”

"Can."

Long Heiye sneered, "If I lose, you can raise whatever conditions you want."

"He possesses the Heavenly Blue Dragon Vein, has cultivated at the seventh level of the Mysterious Dragon Realm, and has passed through the Dragon Blood Path. His strength is indeed impressive, but he is so arrogant that he wants to fight with Academician Long Heiye. It is extremely ridiculous."

"If word spreads, he will definitely be ridiculed by the entire Dragon Blood Martial Palace, and even become a joke in the entire Ancient Dragon Territory!"

"For some unknown reason, Academician Long Leiming calls him master. He may know a little bit about the art of refining medicine, but casting and refining medicine are completely different fields. Does he think he is omnipotent? "

"He will eventually pay the price for his arrogance. It would be better to use the help of Academician Long Heiye to expel him from the Dragon Blood Martial Palace. I have long disliked him!"...

The talented beauties stared at Long Qingchen's straight back with cold eyes and started talking about it.

Long Qingchen casually picked up a piece of hematite, threw it up, and weighed it in his hand, "It weighs six kilograms and four taels, which is just enough to cast a long sword. If I remember correctly, just now, you talked about how to use hematite. Come to forge long swords, then how about we each forge a hematite long sword to use as a fighting weapon?"

Long Heiye looked at the hematite in his hand suspiciously, "I have weighed every piece of material here. The piece of hematite in your hand is indeed six pounds and four taels. How do you know?"

Long Qingchen said indifferently, "When you start, you can measure the accurate weight of the material. This is the most basic requirement for a caster."

Long Heiye's face turned red. Obviously, he didn't have such ability, so he couldn't help but feel annoyed, "As a six-star caster, why didn't I know there was such a requirement?"

Long Qingchen's eyes were strange, "That's because your requirements for yourself are too low..."

Long Heiye was trembling with energy and pointed at the other materials on the podium angrily, "I don't believe you can weigh the exact weight of every material!"

"Three catties and three liang."

"Twelve catties and seven taels."

"Eight pounds."......

Long Qingchen picked up the materials one by one, weighed them, and reported the weight.

Every time he reported the weight of a material, Long Heiye's eyelids twitched. In the end, his face completely froze and he was in a daze.

"He can really weigh the exact weight of each material?"

"Looking at Academician Long Heiye's reaction, it seems right..."

The talented beauties were also shocked by his hand.

Long Jinxuan'er's beautiful eyes flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Long Heiye took a deep breath, with a complicated expression on his face, "When I start, I can measure the accurate weight of each material. I am ashamed of this ability, but it does not mean that I lose!"

"Academician Long Heiye is right. Just because he can measure the accurate weight of each material does not mean that his casting skills are very high!"

"In my opinion, he has a guilty conscience, so he deliberately used this little trick to make himself appear mysterious!"...

The talented beauties recovered.

Long Qingchen's eyes were dull, "Indeed, only after the comparison will we know whose casting skills are better."

Long Heiye snorted coldly, "Then let's get started!"

After that, he started to cast it.

call! ...

Light the furnace.

After the temperature is sufficient, put the hematite into it and smelt it.

During the smelting process, a mold for a long sword was made.

Pour the molten hematite into the mold, and after cooling, it becomes a hematite sword blank.

when! when! when! ...

He rotated the forging hammer and began to forge the sword blank. The strong muscles in his arms swelled and exploded with powerful force. The forging hammer fell like a hurricane and rainstorm, dense and even!

Long Qingchen watched quietly from the side, nodding slightly in his heart. It could be seen that Long Heiye was very skilled in casting skills. It was obvious that he had cast thousands of weapons before he had such casting skills.

"Why hasn't he started yet? Is he trying to steal his master?"

"Doesn't he know nothing about casting?"

"Hahahaha, he is already riding a tiger and it's too late to regret it!"...

The talented beauties couldn't help laughing when they saw Long Qingchen motionless.

puff! ...

With the last sound of quenching, Long Heiye has forged a hematite long sword, emitting red heat. The sunlight shines through the window sill and shines on the hematite long sword, flashing with a dazzling sharp light.

He glanced at Long Qingchen coldly, "I'm not completely merciless. If you give up now, for the sake of you crossing the dragon's blood road, I can give you a chance to change your ways. From now on, every time When an academician speaks, you must listen carefully!"

"No need." Long Qingchen said slowly, "I need an assistant."

Long Heiye laughed angrily, "Forging also requires assistants. This is the first time I've heard of it. It's simply ridiculous. In this martial arts hall, you can choose who you need besides me!"

"assistant?"

"He doesn't want to ask another casting master to help him cast it, right?"...

The talented beauties laughed so hard that they could hardly stand upright.

Long Qingchen looked directly at Long Bingling, who was sitting in the corner in the last row, "You."

Long Bingling stood up anxiously and hurried over, "Why are you so impulsive? Going against the academician will not do you any good. If you lose later, all your hard work in crossing the dragon's blood road will be in vain. Why don't you admit your mistake to the academician quickly?" !”

Long Qingchen's eyes were calm, "Do you believe me?"

Meeting his eyes, Long Bingling was startled for a moment, nodded subconsciously, and murmured, "I believe..."

Long Qingchen was a little moved in his heart. He could always trust him. There were too few such friends. Long Bingling was one and Long Qinghu was one.

"Later, when quenching, you can just use the power of the ice dragon."

After saying this, he lit the furnace and started casting.