Super Dragon Cultivation System

Yi En's expression changed as well. He took a deep breath. This man had great strength. One should never judge a book by its cover.    

However, what happened next made the two of them open their mouths wide and stare blankly.    

Zhang Xing swung the iron hammer twice and struck the red iron bar three times.    

He then picked up the iron bar and dipped it into the greasy liquid, then pulled it out and put it aside.    

"It's done!"    

After saying that, he quietly looked at bearded dwarf.    

Yi En was completely dumbfounded. What kind of rhythm was this? He only knocked three times before he finished forging?    

How was this possible?    

Even Master Amish couldn't reach such a realm. He was a Fourth Grade Forge Master!    

This had completely overturned his understanding of Dwarf. What was his background? How did he do it?    

At the same time, this series of questions were spinning in Amish's mind.    

However, he wanted to see more clearly. Zhang Xing did not knock three times, but 108 times.    

It was less than 120 times, but the effect of the forging was... more perfect.    

He swallowed hard, and his eyes lit up.    

"How should I address this brother? I am Owner of this shop. My name is Amish. Welcome to our shop!"    

Amish accepted Zhang Xing without hesitation. With such a good helper, his business would definitely double. Only an idiot would not use it.    

"My name is... Zhang Kong!"    

Zhang Xing said with a smile.    

"You must have been good at forging for many years. May I know what level Forge Master is?"    

Amish walked to Zhang Xing's side and asked warmly.    

"This... I just learned it not long ago. I don't have a level yet."    

Clang!    

The moment Zhang Xing finished speaking, amish almost fainted.    

He just learned it? No level?    

Could it be that just now...    

Zhang Kong recalled that he had been staring at his disciple and himself for more than an hour.    

He was shocked. How was this possible?    

It must be an expert who didn't want to reveal his background. Otherwise, who would be able to learn forging in such a short period of time?    

Even though the other party's body was thin and weak, he could vaguely feel the surging energy within his body. It was estimated that he was at least at the Combat King or above, Fighter.    

Without delay, he respectfully invited Zhang Xing into the room.    

He took out the treasured fruit wine from the Dwarf and filled it up for Zhang Xing.    

"Sir Zhang Kong, our Dwarf has a straightforward personality. I won't change my mind. If there's anything you need to say, just say it. If there's anything you can do, I will definitely do it for you. "    

"If you don't mind my small shop, you can stay here. I won't dare to use you to do it."    

Hearing his words, Zhang Xing felt a little impressed in his heart.    

Whoever said that Dwarf was stupid and stupid, he would do it. This kind of look was not something an ordinary human could achieve.    

Since Amish thought of him as an expert, then he would pretend.    

"I'm here to look for the black market, I have something I want to buy"    

Picking up the fruit wine and slowly savoring it, he used his divine sense to observe the minute changes on Armidi's face.    

"This... I'm not too sure either, I've only heard someone mention it before"    

Amish said.    

Zhang Xing put down his glass and smiled. He stared at Armidi.    

He was lying just now. When he heard the word black market, he hesitated for a moment. As he spoke, his eyes inadvertently looked to the top right.    

At the same time, his voice was raised slightly. The left side of his mouth twitched unnaturally a few times. He smiled awkwardly for a very short period of time. His hands were twisted together and so on and so forth.    

Through these subtle expressions and movements, Zhang Xing could immediately tell that he was lying.    

Being stared at made him feel a little uncomfortable. Amish picked up his wine glass and drank, taking the opportunity to cover up the lie.    

The black market had its rules, it was very difficult for outsiders to enter this circle.    

The first rule of the Empire Law regarding dragons was that it was strictly prohibited to sell dragons in private. If caught, the person would be hanged.    

If anyone in the black market had a problem, they would be buried alive.    

Therefore, no one dared to easily bring strangers in.