Douluo Dragon King: Nine Dragons Break the Abyss

Chapter 27 Zhenhua
As the former capital of the Tiandou Empire and the Tianhun Empire, and now the capital of the Tianhun Province, Tiandou City has been prosperous for more than 20,000 years.

Qiangu Qitian was sitting in the car, looking at the buildings on the roadside that still retained the style of the imperial period, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"The bleak autumn wind is again today, changing the world."

The soul-guided car was driving smoothly on the road. Thirty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a forty-story building.

The building is an independent structure, gray in color, and covers an area not much smaller than the Spirit Tower headquarters. In the most conspicuous position, one can see a hammer logo.

After Qiangu Dieting and Qiangu Qitian entered the glass door, what they saw was a huge glass inlaid with a golden giant hammer.

At this time, there were already quite a few people in the hall of the Blacksmith Association headquarters.

There are more or less fluctuations of soul power in their bodies.

Without exception, everyone who enters the Blacksmith Association is a soul master.

At the front desk, a young woman in a gray uniform saw Qiangu Dieting and Qiangu Qitian walk in, and immediately came up to greet them with a smile:

"Hello, what can I do for you two?"

Qiangu Dieting said: "I'm looking for your president."

As he spoke, he handed the other party a token that could prove his identity.

Although Qiangu Dieting was overbearing, he had no intention of making things difficult for a little girl.

The other party took the token handed over by Qiangudieting, lowered his eyebrows and took a look, and saw the words "Tower Master" written on it.

On the back of the token are three large characters: Spiritual Tower.

The young woman's eyes widened, but she quickly regained her composure.

There were many big shots coming in and out of the Blacksmith Association headquarters. The woman was obviously a trained professional receptionist and immediately replied with a smile:

"Please wait a moment."

Qiangudieting nodded, and the other party immediately ran to the front desk to make the announcement.

After a while, the young waitress came up again and handed the token back to Qiangudieting with both hands, her attitude being even more respectful than before.

"You two, please come with me."

The waitress led Qiangu Dieting and Qiangu Qitian into an elevator.

The elevator stopped steadily on the 40th floor. The waitress led Qiangu Dieting and Qiangu Qitian through a long corridor and stopped in front of a metal door.

Qiangu Qitian, who had been exposed to forging for a year, could tell at a glance that the metal used to make the door in front of him was extraordinary.

"Ding dong~"

The doorbell rang, and soon the metal door opened automatically.

The interior decoration of the house is very hardcore. Various forging tools are neatly placed in the house. In the cabinet opposite the door, there are many extremely precious metals.

Qiangu Qitian's eyes just swept around the room and then fell on the man sitting at the desk.

The man had black hair and black eyes, and his appearance could be described as very handsome.

He looked only about 30 years old, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes and depth, which was not possible for a man of his age. His temples were completely white, forming a sharp contrast with the black hair on his head.

The most eye-catching thing is his hands, which are at least 50% larger than ordinary people's hands, but these hands have no protruding joints. They are white and slender, like a pair of women's hands that have been enlarged several times. . Even the skin on the palms is crystal clear, like jade.

And his body shape also fits the sturdy build of a blacksmith.

Undoubtedly, this person is the only master craftsman in the mainland today - Zhenhua.

"Senior Qiangu, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Zhenhua's voice is very gentle and not arrogant at all.

It has only been a few years since he became a master craftsman, but most of the four-character battle armors that exist on the continent today were made by him, which is why his status is so high.

Qiangu Dieting was obviously acquainted with Zhenhua. After all, a year ago, he had asked Zhenhua to repair his battle armor at a high price.

"Xiao Tian."

Qiangu Dieting called out softly, and Qiangu Qitian immediately understood. He walked forward, saluted towards Zhenhua and said, "Junior Qiangu Qitian, pays homage to His Majesty Zhenhua."

"Oh? This is..."

As soon as Zhenhua entered the room, he noticed Qiangu Qitian next to Qiangu Dieting, but Zhenhua did not know the latter's identity.

At first, Zhenhua thought that this person was Qiangu Zhangting, the great-grandson of Qiangu Dieting, but he soon realized that the age did not match.

Because a month ago, the master of the Spirit Transmission Tower, Qiangu Dongfeng, customized a set of spiritual alloy metals that could be used to forge a one-word battle armor at the headquarters of the Blacksmith Association.

Qiangu Dieting said: "This is my grandson, and he is also a blacksmith now."

Grandson... this...

Zhenhua was shocked by Qiangu Qitian's identity, but he couldn't say anything about the family affairs of the Extreme Douluo.

"Forger?" Zhenhua ignored the former and soon became interested in Qiangu Qitian. "I wonder how long this young man has been involved in forging?"

Now, Zhenhua probably guessed Qiangu Dieting's purpose.

"Your Majesty, I have been able to complete the Hundred Forgings."

Qiangu Qitian replied.

In the test that day, he knew that he had only completed half a step to the Thousand Forgings, so his current level could only be said to be the Hundred Forgings.

"Hundred Forgings?"

Zhenhua looked at Qiangu Qitian, who was only seven years old, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

A blacksmith who is only at level one or two shouldn't have let Zhenhua, the master craftsman, do this, but Qiangu Qitian was too old.

"Xiaotian has a special talent for forging with his mental power, but the forgers at my Spiritual Pagoda don't know how to teach Xiaotian to develop his talent, so I brought him to you, Zhenhua."

Qiangu Dieting said at the right time.

"Oh?"

Zhenhua became more interested in Qiangu Qitian.

He stood up and walked to the forging table in the office.

"Little boy, what metal are you best at forging?"

Qiangu Qitian knew that Zhenhua wanted to test his forging skills.

"Yuntie Bar."

Qiangu Qitian said.

This metal looks very much like the white moonlight that has lasted for thousands of years, which makes him unforgettable.

"Yun Tie?"

Zhenhua didn't think that Qiangu Qitian was taking a shortcut by choosing this simple metal. In his eyes, all metals were the same, even ordinary pieces of iron.

After placing a piece of raw ferrous metal into the furnace for heating, Zhenhua motioned Qiangu Qitian to stand beside the forging table.

His voice was gentle and he seemed extremely patient: "Just forge it using your usual forging method."

Qiangu Qitian took out his forging hammer from Wushuang and nodded.

There is a forging hammer on Zhenhua's forging table, and its quality and effectiveness are far superior to the forging hammer used by Qiangu Qitian.

But Qiangu Qitian felt that the pair of forging hammers that he had used for a year were more convenient to use.

"Dang~"

As Qiangu Qitian's hammer fell, his forging performance began.

Zhenhua on the side looked at Qiangu Qitian calmly, but there was some anticipation in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)