Several members of the Fire Adventure Group also expressed surprise to express their surprise of having such insights into motivation. Although the Magic and Warrior Academy will teach knowledge about fighting stones, it should be the knowledge taught by middle and senior colleges. The child’s academy logo on his chest is obviously a student of a junior college.

"Yes, this is a fourth-grade Doushi." Xiao Changleiming nodded without any concealment and responded: "Since you are a warrior student, you should know too. Usually, warriors usually do not exchange Doushi for external exchanges, but choose to use it themselves. Even if they are really short of money, they will go to a special Doushi store to exchange fairly. This time we have a bit of time. So..."

He nodded to show his understanding, and he turned back to Franlin: "Boss, what do you think this stone should be priced?"

Franlin looked at Qin Fen with a big hammer and asked, "Are you interested in this stone?"

He shrugged his shoulders without comment. How could he be a soldier not interested in Doushi? Such words are the blood warriors of the Gan family who have completed the primary awakening of the Elf King's bloodline, and are also full of interest in Doushi!

The main stone of the Dou Ling Array has always been a tenth-grade Dou Ling Array! If you can bring an extra fourth-grade Dou Ling Array into the future Dou Ling Array, even if you do not stand at the closest position to the array eye, but stand at the second and third closest position to the array eye, the benefits you will not get will be less than the position closest to the array eye.

If you can stand near the corner of the array and bring a fourth-grade stone with you? Thinking of this, your face was already smiling, which was so amazing!

"Since that's the case..." Franlin pondered and stroked the bearded man on his chin with his hands, raised his hand and slapped the wooden table that was not much shorter than him and shouted: "So that, Mr. Xiao Changleiming. Since our chief blacksmith is interested in fighting stones, I will create a weapon based on level 2 iron for each of you. What do you think?"

Everyone has one? Everyone in the Fire Adventurer team showed surprise eyes together with their enthusiasm, and looked at Franlin who made bold statements together.

Rukas also stared at Franlin unexpectedly. As the chief blacksmith of Oakland, he knew very well that there was no profit in such an exchange. Is Franlin crazy?

"Haha, don't look at me like this." Franlin's face was filled with a happy smile: "Without your appearance, I wouldn't have a second-level iron spirit to use. If you want to forge the second-level iron spirit as a basic weapon, you can only go to someone to buy it at a high price. So, you are the pillar of our blacksmith shop. Since you like this stone, our blacksmith shop can do the loss business every time it takes."

"That's right!" France slapped her energetic back: "As long as you like."

The other members of Franlin's blacksmith shop also showed honest smiles. Their enthusiasm conquered everyone yesterday's performance, especially when he could forge second-level fine iron, he had no airs at all, and he had no bargaining with Franlin in terms of rewards. He was so easy-going that he had nothing to say.

"Really?" The unbelievable expression on Xiao Changleiming's face had not completely receded: "Then..."

"Haha...Captain Xiao..." Rukas interrupted Xiao Changleiming's words with a long tone. He picked up the tea prepared for the guests on the table, and smiled leisurely: "You are not a blacksmith, and you don't know what is happening in the blacksmith industry. However, blacksmiths in some industries know what is happening in the industry but don't explain it to customers. I have always looked down on this kind of practice that only cares about making money but ignores the lives of customers."

All members of the Fire Adventurers Group looked at Rukas in confusion, and it seemed that there was something hidden when they heard this.

Rukas threw down the wooden teacup, and his smile swept away Franlin and his enthusiasm: "I don't know if Franlin's Blacksmith shop can really get second-level iron iron. But I know that second-level iron spirits also have advantages and disadvantages!"

"Lukas, what do you mean?" Franlin's voice suddenly increased, and the hammer in his hand trembled excitedly. He raised his head and leaned forward to wait for the slender Lukas, but he was indeed a little shorter. Even if he raised his feet, he only reached the position of Lukas' chest. It looked a bit funny and could not give anyone any real threat.

"What do I mean?" Rukas wiped the two golden beards under his nose with his fingers, and raised his lips with a high and proud smile: "What can I mean? It's just a fact. If Captain Xiao Changleiming doesn't believe it, you can come with me..."

Rukas pushed Franlin away from the front of him, and strode into the backyard of the blacksmith shop. His hand skillfully picked up a piece of iron with pliers, threw it directly into the hot stove and shouted: "Heat!"

The man from the Rukas blacksmith shop who followed Rukas hurriedly ran to the bellows and pulled them vigorously, causing the flames to burn more and more vigorously.

Franlin stared at Rukas angrily. What the city's second-level blacksmith wanted to do was clearly visible at this time! He wanted to forge a second-level iron on the spot and use better quality to attack Franlin's blacksmith shop!

With years of experience as a second-level blacksmith, Franlin knew very well that this Lucas could forge a top-grade second-level fine iron! If he stopped at this time, it would be equivalent to admitting that Lucas was right in disguise.

He looked back at his quiet energy, and he felt a little anxious. The second-level fine iron forged by the young man yesterday was also a top-quality product, but the problem with young man has little experience. This is a fact, and the time is there. The state of the ironwork will inevitably fluctuate, if...

Franlin's face looked gloomy and ugly. Rukas was happy in his eyes. The smile on the corner of his lips was even better. He thought to himself: Want to challenge my dominant position in the urban blacksmith world? You Franlin is not qualified enough!

The fire became more and more powerful. Franlin put the iron blast clip out and placed it on the anvil. He took a hammer worth more than 30 kilograms in his hand, and knocked the iron blast. The big iron pliers in his hand quickly flipped the iron blast from time to time, like a burning butterfly flying on the anvil.

Franlin snorted in his nostrils, but he had to admire Lukas's iron-smashing skills. Not only was he skillful in his technique, but he could also make people feel like he was dancing with a hammer, which was worthy of the number one blacksmith in the city of Auckland.

The hot metal contacted the cold water, and after a white mist was emitted, a piece of crystal clear secondary essence iron appeared in front of everyone.

Rukas did not stop immediately, and threw several pieces of pig iron into the stove, waiting for the burning red to join, waved the iron hammer again, and hit the pig iron heavily.

For two long hours, after Rukas' constant forging, he gasped and raised his hand to wipe off the sweat beads on his forehead. The muscles of his arms twitched uncontrollably, showing signs of losing strength, with a smug look in his eyes, and he enjoyed the feeling of attention.

"Cough..." Rukas coughed dryly, put two pieces of secondary essence iron on the anvil, clapped his hands, moved his shoulders to the crowd and said, "For fairness, I won't evaluate it myself. Mr. Franlin, if you are still a real blacksmith, please give it a savor."

"Best grade! It can even be said to be a high grade!" Franlin's voice was full of unwillingness, but he still would not go against his blacksmith's vision. He was able to forge two second-level fine irons in such a short time. Lukas seemed to be getting closer and closer to the third-level blacksmith!

Rukas clapped his hands and shrugged his shoulders, his eyes looked at him with more provocation: "Boy, it's your turn."
Chapter completed!