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The heavy hammer came into contact with the metal, rubbing against it to create brilliant sparks.

The powerful air flow poured down like waves, and the onlookers had no choice but to continue to retreat.

"This woman's temper is as weird as the rumors say."

"After all, he is Master Harrington's disciple, so it's understandable to be proud."

"Huh... for the weapon, for the weapon! I will bear it!"

A low voice of complaint reached the girl's ears, but she didn't care and continued to swing the hammer.

There are many important things, why waste them on things that are not worth it?

"Meow?"

The milky voice in the milk suddenly sounded, with obvious doubts.

This call... is quite cute.

The girl thought about it one way or another.

"This is a very ancient way of forging," said the woman with a clear and pleasant voice, "It can be traced back to the mother planet Earth."

The girl was taken aback, and followed the sound to look over——

It was a very special woman, dressed in red, with long hair tied high, with a beautiful face and a gentle expression.

Sensing her gaze, the woman raised her head, and those twinkling peach blossom eyes instantly cooled down, and the aura around her also changed accordingly, a little more sharp and a little less warm.

Such a change made the girl unreasonably think of the unsheathed sharp blade, and that kind of breathtaking sharpness was the existence she had been pursuing all her life.

The girl became interested in an instant.

She winked generously at the woman, who tilted her head, held Zai Zai's claws, and waved at her.

"Why did you stop?"

"Yo, are you finally going to talk to us?"

"That's right, for a weapon maker, why pretend to be so lofty!"

……

Hearing this voice again, the girl raised her eyebrows and said bluntly: "Since you look down on me so much, why don't you just leave?"

She stretched out her left hand, indicating that everyone please go ahead.

Before the words fell, many people changed their faces.

"You can't use the weapons I made." The girl swung the hammer again, "If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself."

Snapped--

The heavy hammer fell, sparks flashed, and a strong air current raged out, causing the crowd to retreat again.

"Just try it!" The unshaven man barely stood still, and he held an exhibit casually, "If I can control it—"

"Then I'll give it to you."

The girl answered, "Don't worry, I never joke."

The man grinned: "You said that!"

He shook the stick in his hand and shouted, "Transform!"

And then - countless things happened.

Onlookers Meng Nanxu: ...

This posture, what do you call deformation?Just call Transformation, right?

"Impossible!" The man was shocked, "Aren't all modern weapons equipped with intelligent systems? Why can't they recognize my commands?"

The girl continued to sigh: "I've said it all, if it's not suitable, it's not suitable. Why should I lie to you?"

The man pointed to the introduction card: "You are right, it can transform, but you can change it and show me!"

"Transformation?" Meng Nanxu reached out and took the stick, "It's very simple."

She flicked it vigorously, and the stick broke into three sections in an instant, and only two silver-white chains connected from it—this is actually a three-section stick!

With a movement of Meng Nanxu's right wrist, the three-section stick danced like a swimming dragon.

After a while, Meng Nanxu pulled back his strength, and there were two "clicks", and the three-section stick turned back into a long stick.

The crowd was stunned.

Meng Nanxu was a little nostalgic, and she explained in a low voice: "Miss Maker is right, these ancient cultural cold weapons are indeed not suitable for you to use."