Douluo: Lord of Arms

Chapter 117 Stars
I learned forging with Zhenhua for an afternoon, and learned mecha manufacturing with Makino for an evening.

Lin Xingyu felt so overwhelmed with knowledge that he left the next day feeling a bit dazed.

Makino was very satisfied with Lin Xingyu's progress in mecha manufacturing, but he was somewhat dissatisfied with the fact that he did not plan to build a mecha.

In his opinion, battle armor is not as fun as mecha. After all, this thing is a man's romance.

So he started with intensive teaching, teaching Lin Xingyu the knowledge of mecha manufacturing while repeatedly instilling in him the idea that mechas are the future.

I hope to change Lin Xingyu's thinking and keep it in sync with mine.

But in the end, he had spent the whole night in vain.

At least after he became stronger, Lin Xingyu was not going to touch the mecha. A mecha was just a toy without much effect. If he wanted to forge a top-level mecha, too many materials would be needed.

Makino has been following Zhenhua obediently, not only acting as a chef but also as a bodyguard. A big reason for this is that his mecha requires various top-grade metals, and Makino has been working for Zhenhua.

Although Lin Xingyu can make it himself, with his current efficiency, it will take him a long time to forge a top-level mecha.

He was not prepared to waste time on that now when time was tight.

The next morning, as soon as Lin Xingyu left, Zhenhua looked at Lin Xingyu's back as he disappeared from the spot.

"Let's go! It's time for us to get out of here."

"Why don't you give your junior brother a detailed introduction?" Makino raised his eyebrows and said.

"It's enough to tell him Xingyu's current level. What can he do in Shrek City with his Soul Douluo cultivation? He can't help if anything goes wrong." Zhenhua said unhappily.

After a long pause, Zhenhua said calmly, "The current situation is actually quite good. Xingyu uses all the metal he forges for himself, and none of it is released to the outside world. Those old guys don't know his forging skills, so he's gained a lot of time to grow."

"So you didn't react at all to Tang Wulin becoming the disciple of that old fellow from Shrek? After all, Muchen is your junior fellow apprentice." Muye asked curiously.

"Doesn't he want to?" Zhenhua rolled his eyes.

Did he want to do that? He was forced to do that!
Only his and Zhenhua's reputations were decent, and Lin Xingyu hadn't shown off his forging skills. Otherwise, he might have had a few more teachers by now.

Besides, there is already Tang Wulin, so it would be difficult for those people to make a second move in such a short time.

"In the future, please find time to teach Xingyu more. After all, cultivation is the foundation in this world." Zhenhua said with a sigh.

If Muchen was strong enough, why would he allow Tang Wulin to become a disciple of Shrek?

Although Zhenhua's status on the mainland is quite high, that is because he is the only master craftsman and has always remained neutral. Under normal circumstances, all forces are willing to give him face.

If it really endangers the power itself, which power will give him face?

The little bit of face he got was also quite limited. For example, if a big power came to order a set of four-character battle armor metal for a Titled Douluo of level 98 or 99.

Can he say no?
No! The most he could do was to move the other party down the list, charge them several times more, impose more conditions on them, and give priority to people from other factions.

Although he is free, he is actually quite helpless.

Everyone, including Muchen, had no choice.

If he had Yun Ming's strength, who would dare to say anything behind his back?
Who would dare to force him to forge metal? What he does then will be entirely up to him.

Unfortunately, he may never have the chance to become a free craftsman in his lifetime.

He had already used up a vast amount of natural resources to become a Titled Douluo. Even if he had acquired a secret technique, it would only help him maintain his form. His spirit power increased too quickly, and he lacked much understanding. It wasn't obvious before he became a Titled Douluo, but after that, it was time to rely on understanding.

He would probably be stuck here for the rest of his life, and at most he would be able to advance a few levels to level ninety-four over a long period of time.

Tianduan requires precise manipulation of the vital energy of heaven and earth, as well as a certain level of perception.

Zhenhua does not have a strong pursuit of strength. He is more focused on forging better metals. Even his strength is obtained by using various rare materials and treasures to forge metals.

If I had Yun Ming's strength, I would probably be able to perform Heavenly Forging once a day. Maybe I could even perform even more powerful forging and forge metals that are stronger than Heavenly Forging.

After coming back to his senses, Zhenhua's eyes were still filled with passion. Although he couldn't accomplish this goal himself, Lin Xingyu saw great hope in it.

Maybe my ideas can be realized in him.

"Let's go! We should go back to Tiandou City."

……

After returning to school, Lin Xingyu continued his daily practice.

When he came out of the mimic training field at night and looked at the nine pieces of metal placed in front of him, Lin Xingyu hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind.

He planned to refine the metal directly now and add star attributes to himself.

Even if these are acquired attributes and he has no way to fully control them, it won't be long before he will have the next evolution of his martial soul.

At most, I can wait until the end of this semester, and that will be the time for me to break through to the Soul King level.

So he specially booked the venue today to avoid being disturbed.

Taking a deep breath, the black soul ring on Lin Xingyu's body lit up. As the Heaven and Earth Furnace started to operate, the golden-red light began to cover his body and the star iron in front of him.

Star Iron let out a faint wail.

The soul-forged metal already possessed a simple life. Sensing its own impending end, it began to whine, even causing the surrounding metals to tremble slightly.

But all this is in vain. After all, soul-forged metal is not real life, it is still far from it.

The golden-red light fell, and a starlight lit up on the surface of the star iron in front of Lin Xingyu, as if resisting. After a moment, the starlight dissipated, and the golden-red light finally merged into the metal.

The piece of star iron in front of Lin Xingyu suddenly underwent a drastic change. The golden-red light emitted by Lin Xingyu gradually turned golden yellow, filled with a noble and brilliant color.

Finally, the star iron shattered into a pile of slag, and the light slowly returned to Lin Xingyu.

At this moment, the power of the stars seemed to be descending from the sky, and the entire mimicry training field became a little brighter.

After a long while, Lin Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief. It worked! However, it was still a little unstable, with the star attributes appearing and disappearing from time to time.

Then he did the same thing to consume the remaining eight pieces of metal.

As each piece of metal was consumed, the starlight on his body became brighter, from being unstable at the beginning to being stable later.

From the initial dot to the current patch, the power of the stars has been mastered by him from then on.

Feeling the omnipresent star power being drawn down by him, slowly nourishing his body and spirit, it seemed that even the progress of his visualization method was faster. Lin Xingyu couldn't help but squint his eyes comfortably.

(End of this chapter)