Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, I'll hand it over to the nation.

More than ten minutes later, both of their sword blades were formed!

Shi San then announced, "Time's up!"

"Now, let's begin the final stage—the sword test! To determine the winner!"

Shi San ordered the two blacksmiths to each take an iron sword and prepare to clash.

Suddenly, a man in a blue robe spoke up:

"There's no need anymore! This young man won!"

The man was tall and straight, with a thin face and sharp eyes. He exuded an invisible aura of sharpness, as if he himself were a drawn blade.

As he spoke, the man pointed at Tang Yi.

This immediately displeased Tang San.

"Why should I?"

"You didn't even try and you're already saying I lost? You really are blind!"

Tang San shouted angrily.

The man in the blue robe, with his extraordinary demeanor, was clearly a powerful figure. He was immediately enraged when Tang San refuted him like that.

The murderous aura emanating from it instantly made Tang San tremble.

"This person is not someone to be trifled with; it's best to just let it slide!"

"He's already found a way to die; I'll take my revenge on him later!"

Tang San muttered to himself.

Finally, blacksmith Shi San smoothed things over, saying, "Gentlemen, please stop arguing! A couple of slashes with a sword is a very simple matter!"

After saying that, Shi San winked at the two blacksmiths.

The two blacksmiths, one wielding an iron sword forged by Tang San and the other by Tang Yi, began to clash with each other using all their strength!

A clang!

The iron sword that Tang San had forged immediately broke in two.

However, the iron sword that Tang Yi forged remained sharp, with no deformation on the blade!

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Tang San screamed in disbelief, utterly unable to accept what was happening before him!

Shi San stepped forward and carefully examined Tang San's iron sword and Tang Yi's iron sword. He frowned, vaguely noticing something, but limited by his limited perspective, he couldn't quite put his finger on the reason.

After a long pause, the same man in the blue robe finally stated the reason: "I already said there's no need for a contest!"

"This guy's blacksmithing skills are so-so; the iron swords he forges can only barely be considered 100-times-refined iron swords!"

After a pause, the man in the blue robe looked solemnly at Tang Yi.

"He's completely different!"

"The iron sword he forged was a thousand-times-refined iron sword!"

After speaking, even this arrogant man in blue showed a hint of respect towards Tang Yi.

Shi San and the others were all professional blacksmiths, so they understood the difference between "hundred-times-refined" and "thousand-times-refined"!

"What? A thousand-refined iron sword! In such a short time, it's truly unbelievable!"

Shi San was completely dumbfounded.

In the blacksmithing world, there has long been a rumor that ordinary iron that has been "refined a hundred times" can become fine iron!

Ordinary iron that has been "refined a thousand times" can instantly become mysterious iron!

The limit for an ordinary blacksmith in his lifetime is the "hundred-times-refined" level.

However, the "Thousand Refinements" level is an extremely high achievement that many master blacksmiths cannot reach in their entire lives!

Upon hearing this news, Tang San went completely mad: "How is this possible?!"

"You didn't learn much when Father was forging blacksmiths! What Father taught me was the Chaotic Cloak Hammering Technique, which I've already mastered. How could I possibly lose to you!"

The man in the blue robe, with his hands behind his back, looked at Tang San with even more disdain.

Then, the man in the blue robe began to recount Tang Yi's blacksmithing process, step by step:

"The hammer falls like thunder, yet it moves with effortless grace. Each strike carries the force of a collapsing mountain, its power penetrating straight to the core of iron. Observe the process: the first hammer sets the shape, its power permeating the whole; the second hammer removes the impurities, its power penetrating the impurities; the third hammer condenses and refines, a hundred strikes as one."

"It may seem simple and repetitive, but in fact, the point, angle, and depth of each hammer blow are all subtly adjusted, subtly conforming to the principles of forging. This is not 'hammering iron,' but 'sculpting' with tremendous force, performing a delicate task with force."

Upon hearing the man in the blue robe's comment, the onlookers immediately understood.

The blacksmiths, including Shi San, all knelt down before Tang Yi, apologizing profusely, "Young brother! We were blind just now! Please forgive us!"

Tang Yi smiled faintly: "It's alright, you didn't do anything wrong."

The man in the blue robe thought to himself, "What a fine young man! He has good character! He possesses such skill in blacksmithing, yet he remains humble. He has a bright future ahead of him!"

On the other hand, Tang San was publicly humiliated and defeated by Tang Yi in front of everyone.

Tang San could no longer tolerate it, and shouted, "It must be my brother, you cheated!"

"I'm not satisfied! I want to play another round!"

Blacksmith Shi San shook his head and said, "Xiao San, we all saw it with our own eyes, how can you say it was cheating?"

Then, he patted Tang San on the shoulder and comforted him, "Little San, you're so young, yet you've already mastered the art of blacksmithing! It's alright if you lost to your younger brother this time. In the future, just learn from Brother Tang Yi."

Tang San, enraged beyond measure, exclaimed, "Asking my brother for advice? How utterly ridiculous!"

Then, Tang San slapped Shi San's large hand away and angrily cursed, "Maybe you're the one who conspired to help my brother cheat! You gave my brother [Mysterious Iron]! But you gave me a piece of [Ordinary Iron]!"

"The two iron blanks are of different qualities! What's the point of this competition?"

Tang San was good at digging up dirt, directly accusing Shi San of cheating.

Shi San was an upright and honest man, and he could not tolerate such slander.

"You mistress, you looked so honest and simple, how come you've completely changed your tune now!"

"I, Shi San, am a man of honor. The iron blanks I gave you two brothers were of the same quality and weight—just ordinary iron! How could I possibly collude with someone to cheat!"

Shi San said angrily.

Tang San, wanting to salvage the situation, sneered, "You helped my brother cheat, why would you admit it yourself!"

"I'm not saying anything more, I'm going back to the academy! I can't be bothered explaining to you guys!"

After saying that, Tang San was about to leave.

Tang Yi immediately sneered, "Fine, my brother! You can leave, but since you lost the match, please hand over the soul tool—[Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon]!"

Unexpectedly, Tang San was utterly shameless: "Little brother, you only won by cheating! This competition doesn't count! I can't give you the soul tool!"

Tang Yi clenched his fist: "Oh? It seems, brother, you really are shameless? You're trying to renege on your debt?"

Tang San remained arrogant to this day, shouting, "Martial Soul—Blue Silver Grass!"

His level 15 soul power was fully displayed.

Tang Yi thought to himself, "Good heavens, this Tang San is asking for trouble. Looks like I'll have to teach him a lesson!"

However, before Tang Yi could make a move, Tang San's shameless behavior had already thoroughly enraged the man in blue standing to the side.

"presumptuous!"

A clear shout rang out like the sudden sound of a sword.

The man in the green robe had a frosty expression on his face. Without making any move, the phantom of an ancient longsword suddenly condensed and appeared behind him, radiating an extreme sharpness that made one's soul tremble and a terrifying soul power pressure as vast as the sea!

"Martial Soul—Seven Kill Sword? He is Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Tang Yi immediately recognized the man in the blue robe.