After Lin Yuhan completed her Thousand Refinements with Spirit, she took a slight breath and looked at Su Hao, who had long since begun forging. A trace of complicated emotion flashed through her heart.
Ever since she was young, her master had called her a once-in-a-century forging genius. She had studied forging under her master from childhood, passed the Level 5 Blacksmith examination at such a young age, and chosen Blue Pregnant Copper—the metal she was best at—as the subject of this match. With the Spirit Forged Blue Pregnant Copper Hammer in her hands, she could be said to hold every advantage.
Yet in forging, she was still so much slower than him. If he had been a little older than her, she could at least have consoled herself. But they were clearly around the same age. He might even have been younger than her, yet he had already achieved so much.
But I won't give up because of this. Even if the outcome is already clear, I will finish my forging.
As Lin Yuhan thought this, only a few seconds had passed. The glow of the Blue Pregnant Copper before her had already faded.
She then raised her forging hammers and struck them together, producing a soft humming ring. The Blue Pregnant Copper before her responded to the sound of the hammers.
The surrounding blacksmiths all understood that Lin Yuhan held every advantage by using Blue Pregnant Copper hammers to forge Blue Pregnant Copper. Yet compared to Su Hao's efficiency and the quality of his finished product, everyone could see that Lin Yuhan had already lost. There was no need for a second match. After all, everyone had chosen metals related to their own specialties. Now that she had lost even with the metal she was best at—and lost