C4 The battle of the forging workshop

As he approached the armoury, Xuan Chen began to hear faint shouts coming from inside, which gradually became clearer and clearer.

"Buy big buy small, buy small!"

"Big, big, big!"

"Xiao, Xiao, Xiao!" …

Li Zhong's face turned ugly, he bellowed: "This bunch of bastards, taking the wages of our Xuanjia, instead of working properly, they are gathering people to gamble."

Xuan Chen laughed indifferently, his speed did not decrease, and finally stopped at the entrance of the armoury.

His gaze swept across the area and saw more than twenty people gathered at the front and left of the hall, surrounding a large stone table and gambling.

Everywhere else, people were gathered in groups of twos and threes, talking, yawning weakly, snoring, and so on.

In the vast armoury, there were fifty to sixty people, but not a single one of them worked.

Surprisingly, he did not see Zhao Xinghua and his son, but soon after, his eyes narrowed as he focused on a corner not far from the gambling crowd.

Xuan Chen stood at the door, causing many people to subconsciously turn their heads over. Then, their expressions tensed, and they hurriedly stood up, waking up those who were sleeping.

Xuan Chen swept a glance at them, and then left with his right foot. His footsteps were slow but steady and strong, and in the end he stood in the middle of the armoury.

Xuan Chen looked at the gamblers, those people did not have the mind to care about the outside world. Even if someone occasionally raised their head and saw him, they would continue to lower their heads and throw themselves into the gamble while screaming.

Li Zhong's face turned ugly, he wanted to scold him, but Xuan Chen waved his hand to stop his.

"Young Master?" Li Zhong suppressed his anger and asked.

Xuan Chen shook his head, he did not say a word, but simply stood there quietly, not saying a word.

The oppressive atmosphere spread, and many people became nervous. They looked at each other, carefully gathering together and stood on the right side of Xuan Chen and shouted "Young Noble".

Xuan Chen remained silent, and no one dared to speak.

On one side, there were noisy gambling shouts and on the other side, there was a deathly silence. The two of them were in the same room, creating a strange scene.

Not long after, the cries for gambling gradually died down. Many people were absent-minded, and in the end, they were no longer in the mood to gamble.

They raised their heads and looked at Xuan Chen who had a face as calm as water, and finally looked at a burly youth one after another.

Xuan Chen recognized the burly teenager, his name was Sun Meng and he was one of the few craftsmen in the armoury. At the same time, he was Zhao Xinghua's trusted aide, because he was Zhao Xinghua's disciple.

Sun Meng grinned, waved his hand, and led the group towards Xuan Chen, teasing: "Yo, isn't this our Young Noble, what a rare guest, what wind today brought you here?"

Xuan Chen looked at Sun Meng and the group of people behind him, and said indifferently: "I came here today to inform you guys that you have been fired, immediately pack your things and leave."

Everyone's faces changed slightly, but Sun Meng laughed disdainfully, and said casually: "Even you want to fire us? Let me tell you, we only listen to Supervisor Zhao."

"That's right, that's right. We only listen to Manager Zhao. We don't listen to anything else." The others all chimed in.

Xuan Chen's face darkened, he swung his left hand, holding the sword sheath horizontally, he said coldly: "You have already been fired by me, if you do not leave, I can consider you as thieves, and have the right to kill you."

Sun Meng twisted his neck, releasing out crackling sounds, he laughed sinisterly, and said: "If you want to kill us, that depends on your ability."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Meng's five fingers were clenching and punching towards Xuan Chen. His aura was extremely powerful, all the Zhen Qi in his body exploded out, wanting to catch Xuan Chen unprepared.

Feeling the fist wind on his face, the imposing manner was very fierce, making it hard for anyone to breathe, a light flashed across Xuan Chen's eyes, this Sun Meng's cultivation was out of his expectations, she was only one step away from entering the Second level of the Qi Jing and Mai.

But even so, Xuan Chen did not take it to heart. With his current cultivation and sword technique, he could defeat Sun Meng in one move.

Yin.

With a cry from the sword, a ray of sword light shot out, Xuan Chen waved his sword and welcomed it, displaying the Spring Rain Sword Skill. The Blue Edge Sword transformed into sword beams, but their power was only fifty percent. They did not even have the chance to unleash an advanced sword technique.

Sun Meng's face became gloomy, he roared again and again, his fists were like a dragon's dance, either dodging the sword or slapping the sword open, in the blink of an eye, he had already exchanged three moves.

Xuan Chen's eyes revealed a determined look. He roared loudly, as though he was taking a risky plan to defeat Sun Meng as soon as possible, giving up his defense, and preparing to exchange his injuries for victory and slice his sword towards Sun Meng.

Xuan Chen's aura was extremely ferocious, forcing Sun Meng to pause for a moment. In that moment of hesitation, his Green Edge Sword rushed forward, breaking Sun Meng's defense in one go, and slashed across his right rib.

"AHH!"

Sun Meng screamed in pain and quickly retreated out of Xuan Chen's attack range. His left hand covered his right rib as blood gushed out.

Xuan Chen did not pursue them. With a cold expression, he swept his sharp gaze across the crowd, and caused them to uncontrollably retreat a few steps, while revealing fear on his face.

Xuan Chen's expression was cold, his gaze turned to the right corner and with a slight ridicule in his voice, he said: "Zhao Xinghua, it's about time you make an appearance, right?"

A sigh came out from hiding. Zhao Xinghua walked out with Zhao Jinglong behind him.

Zhao Xinghua slowly walked over, and everyone moved to the side. They were just small fries, the ones who could make the decision were still Xuan Chen and Zhao Xinghua.

"Young master, it is only right for them to be punished for offending you. However, they are all the foundations of armoury, if they are all fired, then this armoury will not be able to start construction. "

Zhao Xinghua looked at Xuan Chen, slightly lowered his head, and tactfully tried to persuade him.

Xuan Chen looked at Zhao Xinghua's petty and sincere appearance. If he did not know's character, he would have been deceived.

He shook his head. With a cold expression and a smile, he replied, "Without them, I will recruit them from the outside. Furthermore, just like them, Zhao Xinghua, you have also been fired by me. "

Zhao Xinghua suddenly raised his head, as if he did not believe that Xuan Chen would say such a thing, and said in a sorrowful voice: "Sir, thanks to the old master's nurturing, I have been in charge of the iron ore hill and armoury for over ten years, and can be said to be extremely dedicated to my work. It's chilling of you to treat me like this. "

Xuan Chen laughed disdainfully, and said coldly: "Zhao Xinghua, don't put on an act here. We'll forget about the matter of you injuring me the other time. "Make your move."

Zhao Xinghua looked at Li Zhong, and the grief in his eyes turned into anger. He said to Li Zhong: "Sir, you must have been bewitched by this old servant, if not, with your personality, you wouldn't have made such a heartless decision. Last time when Young Master went up the mountain in a rage, he drew his sword the moment he saw me.

"Make your move." Xuan Chen turned his right hand and a sword light flashed.

A look of determination flashed across Zhao Xinghua's eyes, and he said: "Sir, I'll explain to you after I kill this traitor for you."

Zhao Xinghua's body moved, his longsword instantly unsheathed. A white cold sword light cut through the air, as if the entire space was going to be sliced apart, heading straight for Li Zhong.

Zhao Xinghua's speed was extremely fast, and had exceeded everyone's expectations, but Xuan Chen was not slow either, with a flash, he stood in front of Li Zhong, blocking the attack.

But Zhao Xinghua did not stop, a mysterious killing intent flashed past his eyes, his aura becoming even more powerful, as though he was bringing down wind and thunder.

Seeing this, Xuan Chen knew in his heart that everything was just a cover up by Zhao Xinghua, who wanted to catch him off guard.

Only, Zhao Xinghua had forgotten that at this time, his vigilance was at its weakest. After all, with the great difference in their realms, coupled with the fact that it was akin to a sneak attack, anyone would think that it was easy.

"Now."

Seeing that Zhao Xinghua was about to attack, Xuan Chen's pupils suddenly widened. He brandished his longsword, and a violent sword light that contained hidden killing intent shot out.

The improved 'Rain of Spring Silk'.

The Cyan Edge Sword easily shattered Zhao Xinghua's attack, and then stabbed into Zhao Xinghua's left shoulder with an unstoppable force.

"AHH!"

Zhao Xinghua screamed out, and with an even faster speed, he flew out. Blood splashed in the air, and with a peng sound, he landed on the ground and retreated three steps.

He looked at Xuan Chen, his eyes filled with shock.