Their eyes were filled with doubt and disdain, as if they couldn't wait to see Fang Han make a fool of himself.
In their minds, how could Fang Han, who was ridiculed as a good-for-nothing idiot not long ago, possibly understand the intricacies of weapon crafting?
In their view, Fang Han was merely bluffing, and this so-called weapon-refining competition would ultimately become a laughing stock.
In reality, they didn't really want to leave Yanming City.
After all, they have lived in this city for many years, taken root here, settled down and built their lives here, and their wives, children and elderly parents are all here.
Their aggressive attitude stems from a desire to secure better compensation.
In their minds, once Fang Han lost the bet, their plan would succeed smoothly.
Fang Han said nothing; his gaze remained fixed on the refining furnace, the refined steel, and the fire crystal.
His eyes shone with focus and confidence, as if everything was under his control.
The next moment, Fang Han's divine sense moved slightly. Under the guidance of this powerful divine sense, the fire crystals that were originally placed quietly to the side were lifted up as if by an invisible hand, one after another, and flew orderly toward the groove at the bottom of the refining furnace.
This incredible skill of controlling objects with one's mind instantly stunned Li Xiwen and the others.
Their eyes widened in disbelief, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
It should be understood that controlling objects with divine sense is by no means easy; only experts at the Divine Sense Realm can do it.
In their understanding, even Wu Haomiao, the patriarch of the Wu family and a Foundation Establishment Realm expert, did not have such ability.
Only the unfathomable ancestor of the Wu family, Wu Qiang, could possess such extraordinary abilities.
As fire crystals were precisely inserted into the groove one after another, the ancient and mysterious runes on the refining furnace, like a sleeping beast being awakened, instantly shone brightly.
The runes shone brightly, creating a mysterious and powerful energy field.
In an instant, the fire crystal was fully activated, and a strange azure flame surged up from the groove.
This flame was no ordinary flame; it carried a mysterious power that instantly filled the entire forging furnace, illuminating the interior as brightly as day.
"rise!"
Fang Han gave a soft shout and once again used his divine sense to control a long strip of refined steel.
Under the control of divine thought, the refined steel slowly rose up, like a nimble steel dragon, and steadily flew into the refining furnace.
The refined steel that enters the furnace undergoes rapid changes under the quenching of high temperatures.
Its color gradually turned bright red, like a lit flame, and its surface began to soften and deform.
Fang Han's eyes remained fixed on the changes inside the furnace, his focused expression suggesting that the entire world consisted only of him and the refined steel within.
His hands moved in a series of hand seals in front of him, each seal carrying a unique rhythm and power, precisely integrating into the refining furnace.
These techniques, in harmony with the flames and refined steel, create even more wondrous changes within the furnace.
The flames leaped and danced with the changes in the incantation, while the refined steel, under the influence of the incantation, gradually reshaped itself according to Fang Han's will.
Li Xiwen and the others were dumbfounded by Fang Han's series of smooth and amazing operations and methods.
Their mouths were wide open, and they couldn't close them for a long time.
Shi Enzuo was so shocked that he almost dropped the magic weapon in his hand.
However, the old man Li Xiwen was still trying to comfort himself. His voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of self-deception: "This kid must be faking it, not actually knowing how to forge weapons."
But he couldn't hide the fear and unease in his eyes, because he knew that Fang Han's strength had far exceeded his expectations.
Time ticked by slowly in the tense atmosphere, each second testing everyone's patience.
Inside the furnace, the blazing azure flame grew even stronger, constantly licking the refined steel and making a sizzling sound.
Finally, under the dual tempering of flames and magic, the refined steel was tempered to its optimal state, radiating a dazzling light, like a piece of unpolished jade about to unleash its unparalleled brilliance.
Fang Han took a deep breath, and under the guidance of his divine sense, the refined steel slowly flew out of the raging flames and landed steadily on a special anvil engraved with runes.
This anvil is made of special black iron, with runes shimmering as if waiting for the arrival of refined steel to aid in the hammering to come.
The heavy hammer was already firmly in Fang Han's hand.
This heavy hammer looks ordinary, but a faint aura of spiritual energy flows on its surface, resonating with Fang Han's aura.
Fang Han raised the heavy hammer high, his arm muscles tense, veins bulging, every line as if sculpted, full of power.
His eyes were fixed on the steel on the anvil, as if he were engaged in a silent battle with it.
"Thump!"
The heavy hammer fell with a dull and powerful thud, as if it came from the depths of the earth. The entire forging room trembled slightly, and the surrounding dust was shaken down by the force.
Fang Han's movements were fluid and seamless, one hammer blow after another, with a tight and orderly rhythm.
Each hammer blow is accompanied by a powerful surge of spiritual energy flowing into the refined steel, making its texture increasingly dense. Impurities within are gradually squeezed out during this refining process, producing a "popping" sound.
After countless hammerings, the steel gradually took the shape of a sword.
The sword's lines are smooth and beautiful, as if it were a masterpiece of nature.
This sword was the first sword Fang Han forged after his reincarnation.
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