The Ultimate Student in the City

Lao Jian is still very useful to Li Zedao's flattery. He hiccups, his face is arrogant, but his tone is humble and said: "Where is it? Five-color chicken is different from chickens in other places. Its meat is tender and chewy, and I can't make such a delicious stewed chicken."

Li Zedao disagreed with Lao Jian's words, and said, "Lao Jian is humble. Without such superb cooking skills, even with these five-color chickens, there is no way to make such unforgettable delicacies... Just like me. The chicken that I roasted myself before was ruined because of my lack of cooking skills."

Therefore, Lao Jian's heart was even more useful, and he really wanted to dig his heart out to Li Zedao.

Look at how sincere this student is. He is indeed the illegitimate son of the Dean. He has inherited the Dean's demeanor perfectly. Unlike those insidious and cunning people, it is simply spurn!

"You use a sword?" Old Jian's gaze fell on the cold light sword that Li Zedao put aside, and he asked with a smile.

"Right." Li Zedao said. He doesn't actually have a fixed weapon, he is used to using his fists. The main reason for carrying this sword is not for defense, but to improve one's compulsion.

With this sword, Li Zedao inexplicably felt that he was handsome again by three points.

However, at this time, Lao Jian even mentioned the sword, which undoubtedly made Li Zedao's heart tremble, and his imagination began to flutter. Is it because he is handsome that this old sword brother intends to give himself a sword?

So Li Zedao hurriedly continued to brew flattery in his heart. With flattery, would there be no sword?

"Can you show me this sword?" Old Jian smiled.

Li Zedao quickly picked up that Hanguang and handed it over and said, "This sword is named Hanguang, a gift from a friend."

Lao Jian nodded and took it, drew the sword out, and after a few glances, he smiled a little wretchedly: "Gift by a female friend? And it will take you long, right?"

Li Zedao was taken aback for a moment, and he asked curiously: "It is indeed a female friend. I gave it three or four days ago. How did you know Big Brother Old Sword?"

"It's very simple. Look at the hilt of the sword, there is this jade bead inlaid. These are all inlaid later. Only girls like to do this kind of thing." Old Jian said, "Moreover, there is something on this sword. The scent is very weak, but it can't escape my nose which is more spirited than that ghost dog."

Li Zedao was full of admiration, and said sincerely: "Brother Old Jian is really a man of God."

Such a person, if he is in the mortal domain and becomes a great and glorious people's policeman, he must be a master of crime, his nose is better than that of a police dog.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the old sword glanced at the body of the sword, and even flicked the body with his fingers a few times, nodded and said, "Yes, it's a good product."

"How many products can you buy?" Li Zedao asked.

Li Zedao learned from the book that God's Domain used to divide various weapons into nine ranks, namely the upper third rank, the middle third rank and the lower third rank.

Of course, most weapons are not graded, just some broken copper and broken iron.

"Lower third grade." Old Jian said.

"That's not bad." Li Zedao took the cold light that Old Jian handed over. Nangong Wan'er said that she picked this sword randomly from their treasure house before leaving home, and used it as a spare sword.

You can buy a sword you pick at random. It is conceivable that there are still many treasures in the treasure house of the Nangong family.

Moreover, any sword in the Sacred Treasure Pavilion would have to pay at least 200 credits for a lower-ranking sword, and for the third-ranked sword, it would cost more than 500 credits. As for the third-ranked sword, it would start at 1,000 credits.

Therefore, with this cold light, Li Zedao is already very satisfied, but if this old sword brother insists on giving him a sword, Li Zedao will naturally not refuse... if someone wants to give you something, you don’t want it. This is not to save face. It is to offend people, Li Zedao dare not offend the leader of the sword casting department!

The old sword pointed at the sword that was thrown on the table like broken copper and iron with a smile: "Those swords I cast casually, any one can be purchased."

"..." Li Zedao's eyeballs that fell on the ragged iron were simply round, and he couldn't believe what his ears heard.

There was an urge to kneel down and worship Lao Jian on the spot.

Listen to it, listen to it, how arrogant and arrogant it sounds.

For a long time, Li Zedao felt that he was in the pretending world. Master and his elders said that he pretended to be first in technology, but no one would dare to say second. But now, Li Zedao's such deep-rooted idea has been completely broken.

Li Zedao now firmly believes that there is still a certain gap between Master's pretense state and this old sword brother.

Li Zedao stood up, looked at Old Sword with an admiring expression, bowed deeply and said, "Old Sword Brother, the kind of admiration I have for you is just like the surging river, that is endless. It's really hard to imagine. All the swords that are forged can be entered. I want to say that you are the number one swordsmith in God's Domain."

So Lao Jian was even more satisfied with Li Zedao. He quickly stood up and gave a salute and said, "I dare not dare to claim the first place in this God Realm where people are born in large numbers? My sword-making technique. It can only be second at most."

"You said that you are second, do anyone dare to say that he is number one?" Li Zedao despised this hypocritical guy in his heart, but a flattery passed by in his mouth, and was once again forced to conquer by Lao Jian's pretense.

Don't be too comfortable to hear this! But when he was comfortable, Lao Jian couldn't be ignorant of his conscience. He thought he was a very sincere person like this classmate Li.

"There are still some." Lao Jian waved his hand and said, "When such a person said that he was the number one, I would never dare to refute him."

"Brother Old Jian, don't be too modest. The one who dares to claim to be the first must be a shameless person who has gained a reputation." Li Zedao said with certainty.

"That..." Old Jian looked at Li Zedao with a weird expression and said, "The one who claims to be the first is my father..."

"Uh..." The expression on Li Zedao's face solidified, now embarrassed, he slapped his horse on the leg.

With a face full of embarrassment, he just wanted to explain something, Lao Jian said proudly: "But you are right. Although my father thinks he is the world's number one swordsmith, he is indeed not as good as me in sword making. , Because he is my father, I dare not refute it either."

"..."

"Since you call me eldest brother, I will call you old brother... Brother Li, you and I hit it off right away, and you let me see such a magical scene. Fire and water are not tolerable, but the ice made of water is OK. Ignite the fire."

Old Jian looked at Li Zedao earnestly and said, "So, brother Li, I want to give you a third-rank sword plus a copy of the Heaven-Rank Sword Art. You must practice diligently. Don't let your brother betray you. Fan expectation."

"..." The words turned too fast, and the words he said were too shocking, making Li Zedao unable to react at all for a while.

A top three sword? Heavenly Sword Art?

Therefore, the sky of God's Domain will not only drop pie, but is this pie still used? Li Zedao was stunned!

He thought that the top leader of the swordsmithing department would give him a lower third-rank sword at best, but he did not expect that the sword he planned to send was a third-rank sword. What Li Zedao could not think of was that he also planned to send his own heavenly sword. Tactics...

Could it be that Li Zedao is his illegitimate child?

"Brother Old Sword, please don't be kidding me. I just entered school and didn't perform any tasks. I don't have enough credits to exchange for a third-grade sword." Li Zedao swallowed his saliva and said cautiously.

"Hey, what credits are not credits? Credits are for those students who have nothing to do with them. You are my brother, and you are the college... Oh, the number one among the newly recruited students in the college is really for Big brother, I have a long face. So I can find Big Brother for whatever you want. Where do I need any credits?" Old Jian patted his chest and said.

After Li Zedao was dumbfounded for a while, his eyes were already filled with moving tears: "Brother Old Jian, you are my real brother."

"Uh... I dare not dare." Lao Jian said quickly, sweating on his forehead, thinking that he was not the dean's illegitimate child.

But I really envy this kid, he will really reincarnate!

"Brother Li, wait a moment, I'll go get you the sword that I intend to give you."

Li Zedao quickly stated that he was not busy at all: "Old Jian, don't worry, I'm fine... I'm fine if I live here tonight."

"..."

Soon, Lao Jian helped Li Zedao send two swords, one black and one white, black like ink, revealing a masculine aura full of persecution.

The white is like snow, but it reveals a feminine aura full of oppression.

"This is my proud work in the past, the Dragon Yin Sword and the Phoenix Dance Sword, both of which can be entered into the eighth rank, so I will present you to Brother Li." Old Jian said.

"Give me both?" Li Zedao swallowed and asked uncertainly. In other words, a high-ranking sword is worth a lot of gold coins, right?

"This phoenix dance sword is a female sword. It is a pair with this dragon yin sword. It is useless if I keep it. Besides, Brother Li is a talented person. He will surely meet the girl he likes in the future. You can use this sword as a definite time. Love tokens." Old Jian already had a wretched smile on his face.

Seeing his face, Li Zedao seemed to understand why he couldn't send this sword out.

"This is the Leiqi Sword Art. You must practice it well." Lao Jian took out another thin book and stuffed it into Li Zedao's arms, and said with a serious face, "Brother Li must remember, this is the top grade of heaven. Spirit skills are precious enough to cause others to mad, so be sure to collect them, and if you don't have enough strength, try not to let others know, so as not to cause death."

"The top grade..." Li Zedao only these four words remained in his buzzing head.

After returning to his courtyard No. 50, Li Zedao frowned and looked at the black and white swords in front of him and the thin book Lei Che Sword Art. He really felt a dreaming feeling.

Lao Jian's attitude towards him was quite polite yesterday, but today it is not only polite, it even has a flattering taste in it!