Chapter 224 If you are not convinced, try it
If you can advance to the Yuanwu realm, you will be the best among the generals. Coupled with the treasure-level weapons, it will be even more powerful.
Now, Liao Mingxu was full of fighting spirit and even thought about calling Fang Zhisheng back after he was promoted to the Yuanwu Realm, and he would go to the Dao Destruction Camp to kill a few Xuanhua Dao remnants to practice his skills.
In a blink of an eye, it was time for the Casting Department to evaluate the masters of each battalion, and Jiang Lin arrived at the place early.
Yan Tianrong, Yu Maoming and others have also arrived and are sitting there talking.
Seeing Jiang Lin coming, several people took the initiative to stand up and greet him.
This scene made Jiang Lin, who was not very interested in this matter, suddenly have a different feeling in his heart.
I still remember that when I first came to the testing ground, I could only look at the stage from a distance, with Secretary Yan Tianrong standing high above.
When he came here for the second time, Yan Tianrong was already much more polite to him, and his solicitous intentions were well known to everyone.
This was the third time. As soon as he showed up, the Secretary stood up to greet him. He didn't have any thoughts of soliciting, but he was a little in awe.
The people below may not know it clearly, but Yan Tianrong is also an eighth-grade official after all, and he knows more or less "inside information".
Jiang Lin, one man and one bow, chased the Yuanwu realm guards across more than two thousand miles to the border of Qingzhou.
It's not clear what happened after arriving there, but Jiang Lin came back alive and well, but Qingzhou Li never came to the blacksmith camp again.
In terms of position, Jiang Lin is still just a mediocre master in the Southern Blacksmith Camp.
But among everyone present, who dares to look down upon him?
Jiang Lin was in a daze, wondering what the scene would be like next time.
"Master Jiang came so early, have you had breakfast?" Yan Tianrong said with a smile on his face: "There are some pastries and tea prepared over there. If you haven't eaten them, you might as well try them."
"Sir Wu is too polite. He had already eaten when he came." Jiang Lin said.
Behind him, there were twenty or thirty candidates from the Southern Blacksmith Camp who were participating in the Master Master Competition.
At this moment, seeing the Chief Secretary being so polite to Jiang Lin, these people felt that it was unexpected but reasonable.
For an unqualified master, Jiang Lin is probably the only one in the entire Dagan who can receive such generous treatment from an eighth-grade secretary.
Now that Jiang Lin, as a master master, is in charge of a test platform, isn't the evaluation of himself and others stable?
Blacksmith Qi, who was responsible for leading the team, said to the twenty or thirty people with a solemn expression: "Master Jiang is a fair man, so he may not give you special treatment. Besides, he is now the most famous among the four blacksmith camps. Even if he does, you Dare to take it? ”
"I'm leaving my words here today. Even if I fail the competition, show me your real skills. Put away your little thoughts. Who made Nan Blacksmith Camp and Master Jiang lose face? Don't blame me when I go back. No mercy! ”
After saying this, the expressions of dozens of old masters became serious.
Blacksmith Qi was right. Jiang Lin had already won great honors for Blacksmith Nan, so how could they hold back.
"Master Qi, don't worry, since I'm here, I will naturally go all out!" Someone said with an cupped hand.
Blacksmith Qi nodded: "It's best."
Soon after, the blacksmith masters from the other three battalions also arrived.
There are more than a hundred people participating in the master master competition this time. According to the situation of each battalion, at least half will be eliminated in the end.
Only the Southern Blacksmith camp will have more candidates. After all, they have many people now and they are short of many masters.
As expected, people from other blacksmith camps also signed up to compete for the master spot in the southern blacksmith camp. This was expected.
The people who came today are all very motivated. Even a fool can see that South Blacksmith Camp is prospering. Who wouldn’t want to go?
Seeing Jiang Lin standing in front of a test bench, the blacksmith masters from other battalions were surprised, but no one raised any objections. With Jiang Lin's current status and skill level, it makes sense to stand there.
And this also made those who signed up to be the master master of the South Blacksmith Camp even more motivated.
Soon the test began, and everyone showed great energy to show off everything they had learned in their lives.
Yan Tianrong did not sit on the stage as usual, but came to Jiang Lin and asked with a smile: "Master Jiang, can you tell which people are more skilled?"
Jiang Lin didn't hide anything, pointing at some people and making simple comments.
Those who can come are all outstanding, and there is no one who is too bad. It is just some advantages in details, or in other words, each has its own merits.
Yan Tianrong didn't care who was good or bad, he just wanted to talk when he had nothing to say, and took the opportunity to get closer to Jiang Lin.
Soon after, each weapon was placed on three test benches.
The first person to be judged by Jiang Lin was a member of the Nan Blacksmith Camp.
Seeing Jiang Lin pick up the weapons and inspect them, this old master who was kicked off the last time he participated in the master master competition could not help but feel a little uneasy.
After checking it carefully, Jiang Lin nodded and said: "The quality is pretty good. It has already entered the market. It's just that the handling of the handle is not good enough and there are more defects. If there is a confrontation with hard weapons, this may be a problem."< br>
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The old master was very worried when he heard this and asked: "Master Jiang, can I pass?"
Jiang Lin nodded slightly and said, "It should be okay."
Although there were thirty or forty weapons on the stand, Jiang Lin only needed to glance at them and the final result was almost the same.
It’s clear where the flaws are and how many there are.
The old master was excited when he heard this. With these words, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The blacksmith masters from other battalions who were queuing up behind were a little dissatisfied, thinking that Master Jiang was really planning to show favoritism?
He didn't even look at ours, so he said he could pass.
The second-ranked blacksmith stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "I don't ask for anything else, I just ask Master Jiang for a fair judgment."
"This is natural." Jiang Lin picked up his weapon, glanced at it, and then said: "The back of the blade was not tempered carefully enough, resulting in a lot of internal defects. The blade is not bad and is sharp enough. But if you encounter a hard weapon , it must be decided.”
The old master from the North Blacksmith Camp was not convinced at first, and he was even more uncomfortable when he heard these words. He immediately said: "Master Jiang, what he said is too full, isn't it? You just took a look and concluded that there is something wrong." Such a big flaw? In my opinion, it’s because I want to deliberately favor you people from the South Blacksmith Camp.”
Jiang Lin raised his head and looked at him, without saying much, he waved his hand and called back the old master from the first southern blacksmith camp, saying: "You two hold your own weapons and give it a try head-on."
"Just give it a try!" The old master of the North Blacksmith Camp hummed and took the lead in picking up the long knife he made.
The man from the South Blacksmith Camp also wanted to prove that Jiang Lin's words were true. Both of them held their breath in their hearts. They held weapons in their hands, shouted loudly, and swung them hard at each other.
The two long knives collided hard together, making a crisp sound, and there were signs of collapse and curling on the blades.
After several more collisions, there was a sudden "clang" sound. It was the blacksmith's long knife from the North Blacksmith Camp that suddenly broke off from the back of the knife and accidentally hit the table.
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