Madan, he has never seen a more chaotic casting workshop than this...

The fire in the furnace was not extinguished yet, and the soaking pond was wet and slippery everywhere, and the coolant splashed all over the floor.

Various types of engraving tools on the rune station were thrown around the table in a mess, and a hammer was mixed with countless vessels on the work station and threw them directly there. The worst thing was on the ground.

Damn, the residue on the ground was gray and black, and there were piles of white towels used to wipe the utensils, as well as a dozen spare pieces, were thrown around everywhere, and even used to put them on the floor in front of the workbench. The few dirty shoe prints on it were extremely dazzling.

He, he actually thought the ground was too dirty and used this to cushion the footsteps!

Han Shangyan almost didn't take it in a breath and said hurriedly: "Master Berlin, someone has just used up this room, I have only had a little effort to solve it. Before I could clean it, I will have someone..."

"Shut up!"

Amberlin is around forty years old, with a national face, a burly figure and a majestic appearance. He is very rigorous in casting, and is well-known for his students.

At this time, his expression was quite cold. He was standing in front of the workshop stage, staring at the No. 2 hammer weighing only a few pounds and the residue and waste on the floor that was afraid of dozens of pounds of weight.

It is easy to hit the heavy hammer to produce strength, but it is very difficult to hit the light hammer. Therefore, generally speaking, students in the foundry school use more than 6 hammers forging things. Even more than 10 kilograms of No. 5 hammers can be used well, let alone a second hammer with more than 3 kilograms of No. 2 hammers.

Under my nose, someone can use "little as heavy". If that's fine, there are many broken precision patterns in the residue, which is even more amazing. "Mindled with meticulousness". This technique can only be used by the tutor. Grandma's, someone is asking for trouble!

"Who used this room just now?" Amberlin asked coldly.

"Wang Ruoxu!" Han Shangyan was dejected and sold Junior Brother Wang without hesitation.

Not just selling it, he wanted to peel that guy's skin and drink that guy's blood. No wonder it came out in three hours. That's how this guy used the workshop.

It's just two hundred rios, I'm afraid I'll be scolded.

Seeing that the instructor was not satisfied, Han Shangyan hurriedly said, "Master Berlin is really a junior brother named Wang Ruoxu. He said he was transferred to the foundry this year. I really don't know that he is so incompetent."

Amberlin was stunned. He was not a tutor, but a student? He was as light as he was, and he was meticulous as he was meticulous?

He thought someone from the other side came to cause trouble on purpose, and when did his college produce such a genius???

Amberlin's heart suddenly became hot.

"Which class is from, who is the tutor you are with?" Amberlin was moved and never heard from others that if no one had accepted it, his luck would come.

Han Shangyan was really panicked. He didn't expect the tutor to be so angry and said, "This, I haven't registered so much..."

Amberlin looked at him coldly: "Go to the foundry and hand over your work. If you can't find this person, don't be a human being!"

Han Shangyan opened his mouth wide. Is there any other way to be a king? Is it reasonable? Is there still fairness?

The sanitation has not been cleaned, so it is so exaggerated, but there is really no way. In the ruling temple, the tutor is the heaven.

It's really a disaster.

"Hearn?"

"Listen, I heard it." Han Shangyan was filled with grief and anger: "Master Berlin, don't worry, even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will dig him out for you!"

The date with the Eight Tribes had been booked, and Mo Tong came to inform him immediately. Before leaving, he did not forget to remind him again and again, at 10 o'clock the morning after tomorrow.

To be honest, the rest of the team were still very surprised. Is this captain? In fact, everyone knows it in their minds. A single point can be slapdated to ten points. What level is the Eight Tribes and what level is they are. Although Wang Feng said it a few times, no one took it seriously, after all, the levels are different.

However, life is like this. When Kela and others think that Lao Wang is very sincere, they are all fooling each other, and when Lao Wang brags, they all fulfill their fulfillment.

I'll forget it when I make an appointment, the key is this Mo Tong.

After all, they are eight tribes. After all, they are Makhuraka who can come to Rose to school with Jixiangtian. Even if they are not a prince, they are at least a noble, right?

The nobles of the Eight Tribes are definitely the most arrogant in the Nine Heavens Continent. After all, their history believes that the Eight Tribes are the origin of life.

But look at the attitude of others towards Lao Wang. After Lao Wang gave the order, Mo Tong worked hard to help the two teams to compete. He actually came to report the news early in the morning without having time to wash his face...

"Captain, you are really amazing, so amazing." Winnie flattered softly, always thinking something was wrong. Mandala and other people are beautiful, rich and powerful, and it seems that Lao Wang has nothing to impress the other party.

Body? Judging from Lao Wang’s appearance, he felt that his hands were thick when he carried his shoes to others.

"It's water." Old Wang pretended to be a little bit light: "I told you a long time ago that Captain I am just low-key and I don't want to be too arrogant in the academy. You don't believe it, but you can see at critical moments. Is it only the captain reliable?"

"Afeng, then, can you help me get the signature of His Highness Jixiangtian?" Fantesey rubbed his hands with a little excitement.

Winnie's eyes widened: "Brother Fantsi is also chasing stars?"

Fantesey smiled, "No, this thing is quite valuable now."

...

"That depends on my mood. If you are in a good mood, it will be fine to ask for two of you." Old Wang said lazily: "You guys don't take the captain seriously, but they just remember to cram the Buddha's feet immediately. Just say you, Asi, last time, I asked you to help me wash clothes, look at your push and blocking! Captain, if I weren't busy helping the team contact these things, I wouldn't have time, would you ask you to help this kind of help? You're like someone bullying you..."

"I was wrong with A Feng. It's because I'm too short-sighted. I'll wash it now!" Fantesey rushed up and flipped around on the bed: "A Feng, don't worry, I've covered all your dirty socks, dirty underwear and so on these two days!"

"Look at you, I will help you sign the day after tomorrow, so you can wash it for me for the past two days? Asiba, don't make the relationship between brothers so utilitarian..."

"Three days! No, one week!"

"...This is just a trivial matter. I have not had a good appetite in recent days." Lao Wang frowned and said, "When I talk about this, I especially want to criticize the college's food. There are all those dishes in the cafeteria, so can't we change the style? Single nutrition is very bad for our health!"

Winnie nodded desperately with deep feelings and looked at Fantesey with great anticipation.

"Tiantong Tower! I'll pack a table tonight," Fantsey patted his chest with a painful face. After helping Leilei get H8, there was really not much money in his pocket: "There are so many varieties there!"

After all, Jixiangtian’s signature can not only be sold for money, but also show off. This kind of pleasure cannot be brought by money.

Lao Wang's frown gradually spread out, nodded, and then turned enthusiastically to look at Wudi: "Udi, do you want whose signature do you also want? Don't be shy and tell the captain boldly!"

But Udi shook his head wide, his eyes wide and his eyes shook.

"How can you not pursue anything in life?" Lao Wang said dissatisfiedly: "Standing a spiritual idol is also a very effective way to improve yourself! Or do you don't like the Eight Tribes, do you admire me? Do you want me to sign you?"

"Captain." Udi scratched his head and said anxiously: "Why do I help you clean the dormitory directly? Don't you have to sign me."

The other three in the room immediately kept their laughter. Lao Wang was also a little embarrassed. It was a bit damn. Sometimes it was not good to be too kind.

But after all, it was Lao Wang. After a light cough, the embarrassment on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of relief and seriousness.

"What am I saying?" Lao Wang patted Wudi on the shoulder and said to the other three seriously: "We Wudi are not stupid at all! OK, go clean, remember to sprinkle more water. The weather has been dry recently and the house is heavy in dust!"

Some people cleaned, some washed their underwear, and some people prepared food.

This is very comfortable.

Since I came to this ghost place, I finally lived the low-end appearance of a time traveler.

Looking at the look of others expecting, Wang Feng also sighed a little, it’s great to be young.

The place where the two sides discussed was the exclusive martial arts training ground set at Jixiangtian. At the innermost position of the Martial Arts Court, you can avoid idle people. The passionate boys here are also too curious about Princess Mandala. I heard that voyeurs are endless, but after being educated by the guards, it is much better now.

From outside, it seems that the venue is quite large, and you can hear the sound of fighting in the venue from afar, which makes everyone feel a little excited and have a shiny face.

Look at the eight tribes, they attach great importance to this competition. They have come to warm up early in the morning. They have obviously heard of the title of Lao Wang's team. After all, they have beaten up Ma Tan's team, known as the number one in the Wizard Academy, and there is a very well-known captain, who can be ashamed of him wherever he goes.

"Hold up my waist!" Lao Wang said calmly with his hands on his back: "No matter what the situation, you must be elegant. Don't lose the face of our Lao Wang team after entering! Wudi, open the door!"

"Yes!" Wudi's back was straight, and he stretched out his hand to push open the heavy martial arts training hall gate with excitement.

"Everyone..." Lao Wang smiled and was about to say hello to the eight tribes in the venue with a gorgeous appearance, but found that there were more than eight tribes in it.

There was a team of people in the venue. When I looked closely, there were even acquaintances in addition to the people of the Eight Tribes... The enemy was so narrow.

The famous Black Rose Team of the Rose Academy and the handsome guy Lorrain team, as he is, the team can of course bring "Roses".

Deputy Captain Ma Tan, the first-class thunder wizard who is definitely ranked in the third grade of the Wizard Academy, can still make someone burn out with a heavy blow.

In addition, the three main players, gun master Xin Si, soul beast master Saina, and martial artist Meng Wu, are also the best among their branches. In addition, the captain Luo Lan, who once represented the Rose Temple in the last Heroes Competition, has a balanced strength and excellent leader, and is already recognized as the top three favorites in this team to win the championship.

But now everyone who is the favorite to win the championship looks a little serious. Ma Tan's arm seems to be injured, and it is obvious that he has just fought for a round.

It was a trace of being hurt by the thunder magic. He sat on the side with a gloomy face. Sas, who was the team's substitute, was healing him. He was an exorcist holding a blue exorcist crystal in his hand, urging his soul power to emit a soft light shining on the wound on his arm. The traces of the wound were slowly fading and scabbed.
Chapter completed!