That afternoon, the exchange delegations from various countries were all ready. What kind of sword to forge and how to do it to the best of their ability within the time limit all needed to be planned in advance.

The most attention is undoubtedly focused on Monte's position, as his skills and reputation are indeed far superior to others.

Moreover, the sword that Monte displayed yesterday also earned everyone's admiration.

However, the presentation by the Chinese side sparked some discussion.

Although no one pointed it out in person, the members of the exchange group had already started talking about it privately.

If China were to produce a sword of similar quality to Monte, that would be understandable. But to produce a sword that far surpasses modern sword-making technology is hardly believable.

However, they could understand this behavior. After all, it was China's home ground, and it was necessary to show some respect. Even the appreciation by famous teachers was only semi-open.

However, understanding and contempt are not contradictory; everyone despises the actions of the Chinese swordsmiths.

Chen Yang finally understood why Monte was angry yesterday. He could now feel the intense contempt around him; almost everyone looked down on him.

He carefully used his natural intuition to examine the beast's movements and finally understood the reason.

He was truly speechless in response.

He hadn't expected this outcome. He should have known better than to bring out the Pure Heart Sword to make a show of things; it had backfired.

But it doesn't matter. Once he and Hong Gui have forged the sword, everything will be proven.

Now all the exchange groups have started to get started, and the furnaces of the faster ones have already been ignited, turning the inside a bright red.

Chen Yang and Hong Gui were still studying these tools, which made the others shake their heads in dismay.

Chen Yang and Hong Gui genuinely didn't understand. They were used to forging iron in the micro-realm, and the conditions there were different from this.

Fortunately, the methods of blacksmithing have not changed much over the centuries. They should be able to figure it out after studying it for a while and experimenting a few times.

It's difficult to go from extravagance to frugality, but easy to go from frugality to extravagance. Adapting to better equipment doesn't take long.

However, half a day had passed, and they definitely couldn't continue the first day's construction work. They would have to wait until the second day to start, which put them at a significant disadvantage.

Chen Yang and Hong Gui weren't in a hurry, but another Chinese swordsmith was.

"Um, gentlemen, could you please speed things up a bit? We represent China."

The Longquan swordsmith also tried his best to keep his tone calm.

He knew these two had powerful backgrounds and shouldn't be messed with, but this matter concerned the reputation of the Chinese sword-making industry, and he absolutely couldn't let them continue like this.

Chen Yang knew that the swordsmith meant no harm; he was just too passionate about sword making.

"Don't worry, we know what we're doing. Besides, that sword was indeed forged by him and me. We will bring glory to China," Chen Yang said to the swordsmith.

For some reason, the swordsmith found Chen Yang's words very convincing, and he didn't want to refute them; in fact, he had already come to believe them.

He himself was surprised that a single sentence could make him trust so much. The sword he saw yesterday was far beyond the level that China should have at present. He had been forging swords for decades and knew all the swordsmiths in China who were even slightly famous.

He knew Hong Gui, and even thought highly of him, believing that the sword-making tradition in China had been passed down. He believed that Hong Gui's skill level was already on par with his own, lacking experience but winning out due to his talent.

As for Chen Yang, this was truly the first time he had met him. He had never heard of this person before, so why did he trust him so much?

Chen Yang doesn't possess such invincible personal charisma. He used a little bit of soul manipulation to make the other party believe his words. The influence doesn't last long, but a few days is enough.

The next day, Chen Yang and Hong Gui both started to take action.

This time, Chen Yang did not intend to complete the forging in one go.

Some intricate forging processes can take two to three months, but Chen Yang's unparalleled physical strength and micro-control over metal allow him to achieve a single, complete forging process.

One strike from him is more effective than ten strikes from others, and because of his micro-control, the metal is always in an ideal state, and he can strike continuously all day. He can even complete the sword-making process at the same time; only the subsequent polishing and grinding will take additional time.

Five days is certainly far from enough, but it's sufficient if it's just forging a sword, not a famous sword with absolute requirements for perfection.

Therefore, this requires a high level of skill. How to complete a sword in five days and ensure that it is not too shoddy is not something that an ordinary swordsmith can do.

Therefore, both countries chose to forge short swords, as they best met the requirements and could produce a fine piece.

Chen Yang and Hong Gui decided to use the Su Xin Sword as the prototype. They weren't worried about not being able to complete it, so they chose the one they knew best. The Su Xin Sword was their most successful work, so it was the most suitable.

Instead of forging a short sword, Monte chose to forge a sword that was half a person's height.

Sparks flew throughout the sword-making workshop, each strike like a meteor hitting the earth, with sparks blooming like golden flowers.

Everyone was focused and meticulous in their hammering, firing, and folding.

Everyone's forging methods were similar. It was less like sword making and more like an art exchange, where everyone was expressing their insights with hammers and communicating through sparks.

Chen Yang and Hong Gui's group was a bit slow, but they still managed to catch up.

While they were putting the steel into the furnace to smelt, others had been hammering away for a long time, and some had already folded it many times yesterday.

The two of them weren't in a hurry, but the others were watching them closely and couldn't help but sneer when they saw this.

They were definitely two novices; their skills were far too clumsy.

Meanwhile, Monte was also watching this side during his break, and the calm and composed appearance of Chen Yang and Hong Gui made him suspicious.

Could it be that the sword wasn't an antique, but something they forged themselves?

He quickly shook his head. How could that be? China doesn't have such a high level of expertise.

After resting for a while, he continued forging with his deputy.

Montessori is able to focus intently on his work, and external factors are unlikely to distract him—a trait shared by many successful individuals.

He's putting all his effort into this, aiming to humiliate Chen Yang and Hong Gui.

A sword should not be reduced to something merely for show; a swordsmith should show the most basic respect for a sword.

He wants to teach these two people this.

Just then, he suddenly heard a different kind of knocking sound, which made him stop.

Once he gets into the zone, it's hard for him to stop, but this sound really bothered him. And the sound was coming from Chen Yang and Hong Gui's direction.

He looked in that direction and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

Are these two crazy? They're banging on it so fast and so hard, it's just for show, it serves no purpose whatsoever!