Douluo: Wuhun Eats Iron Beast, Never Become a Slave

Chapter 114: Master Craftsman? I am!

"Why should I help you?"

Zhao Mu's voice echoed in the ears of Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

This sentence contains a lot of information.

First, it conveys that Ye Lingling really became strong because of Zhao Mu, and Zhao Mu really has a way.

The second is what Zhao Mu said, why, or what price he needs to pay in order for Zhao Mu to help him.

Yes, even though I have left Shrek Academy, why should I expect them to help me?

While Zhu Zhuqing was still thinking, Ning Rongrong spoke directly.

"You attacked too quickly just now, and defeated him before he could even use his martial spirit. So you probably don't know that my martial spirit is the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda. I'm from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and my father is the Sect Master, Ning Fengzhi. As long as you're willing to help me and enable me to possess superb combat power like Ye Lingling, you can gain the friendship of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!"

Upon hearing Ning Rongrong's identity, everyone in Tiandou Royal Academy was shocked. They had not expected that the Shrek Chicken Academy actually had the daughter of Ning Fengzhi from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect studying there.

For a moment, there was no longer any hostility in everyone's eyes when they looked at Ning Rongrong, and there was only flattery and ingratiation.

Some people were even bolder, especially after seeing that Zhao Mu seemed to have no interest in Ning Rongrong, they became more active.

snort!
Zhao Mu couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he heard this.

These big sects always like to act superior.

Zhao Mu glanced at Ning Rongrong. Under the huge mental pressure, Ning Rongrong could not continue acting. She stepped back and there was a bit more fear in her eyes when she looked at Zhao Mu. She no longer dared to be so relaxed.

"Leave me alone, you might just win my friendship..."

"You!" Ning Rongrong was about to show her temper as a spoiled young lady, but when she thought of the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of corpses she felt when she looked at Zhao Mu just now, the words that Ning Rongrong wanted to say could never be uttered.

After sending Ning Rongrong away, Zhu Zhuqing did not directly ask Zhao Mu for help. Perhaps she was thinking about what price she could pay to get Zhao Mu to help her.

"Mu'er... I..." At this time, apart from Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, Zhao Wuji, the only one left in Shrek, was hesitant to speak.

As Zhao Wuji spoke, Zhao Mu looked at Zhao Wuji, his second uncle, for the first time.

"What happened in the past is in the past. Come back home when you have time. After so much time has passed, the Spirit Hall should have let it go and won't make any moves again, Second Uncle!"

The word "Second Uncle" sounded intimate, but Zhao Mu's tone was somewhat distant.

This is not Zhao Mu's fault. Zhao Mu has never met Zhao Wuji. Even though they are uncle and nephew, there is still some discomfort between them.

"Okay, I understand! I will go back, but as atonement, after I come back, I will stay by your side and protect you!" Zhao Wuji then said firmly.

Zhao Mu did not refuse or express anything. He just nodded and left.

Teaching Shrek a lesson at the gate of the academy was just a casual act. Zhao Mu came to Tiandou Royal Academy this time to simulate the training environment and try to integrate the four attributes of black and white.

Coming to the mountainous area that is most suitable for earth attribute cultivation, the black and white cultivation attributes are integrated, and Zhao Mu thinks of another interesting thing.

Zhao Mu rolled up his sleeves, then took out a dagger from his soul guide and gently slashed his wrist.

The blade passed over his wrist without breaking his skin at all. The dagger was very sharp, but it couldn't hurt him at all.

Afterwards, Zhao Mu increased his strength and almost pressed the blade of the dagger against his wrist, but he still couldn't cut his wrist. He could only feel the squeezing pressure of the dagger on his wrist.

After two tests and everything that happened in the Medusa Temple before, Medusa's steel fork and bow and arrow could not hurt him at all.

This also includes Tang San's hidden weapon not long ago...

Zhao Mu patiently tried again and again.

Iron cannot hurt you...

Bronze tools cannot hurt you...

Silverware can't hurt you...

Manganese, tin, chromium, gold and even jade!
Don't hurt yourself at all!

After completing the tests one by one, the surprise in Zhao Mu's eyes gradually grew.

Zhao Mu had never thought about it before, nor had he discovered that he actually had this ability.

It seems like I have become the nemesis of all metals, and no metal can hurt me.

Zhao Mu's mind was active, and he suddenly took out another wooden thorn and stabbed it into his palm.

"Hi~"

Accompanied by a slight pain, the wooden thorn pierced Zhao Mu's skin, and a little bit of bright red immediately seeped out of the wound.

Wood can hurt me... but I can't be killed by wood, right? Killed by a splinter? What a joke!
After quickly healing and treating his wounds, Zhao Mu began to pack up the various metals and weapons taken out from the previous experiment.

However, when his palms touched those metal weapons again, a wave of soul power suddenly spread out uncontrollably.

A layer of ancient black armor quickly appeared from nothing and covered Zhao Mu's entire body, from head to toe, making him almost fully armed.

It is the awakened form of Zhao Mu's martial soul.

After his spirit awakened, the spirit power automatically flowed towards Zhao Mu's right arm, from his right arm to his right hand, and then... then through his right hand... it actually entered the iron tool in his hand?!

With the infusion of soul power, the original iron sword seemed to soften and its shape began to change...

Zhao Mu tried to control his soul power. Although it was his first time using it, it seemed as if he had accumulated countless experiences and memories.

According to what he imagined in his mind, the iron sword actually turned into a knife?!
Even Zhao Mu was at a loss for words after seeing this strange discovery.

Holding the iron knife, Zhao Mu's soul power surged in, and the iron knife turned into an iron hammer again!

In addition to iron, Zhao Mu also tried other materials and metals, and was able to forge weapons according to his own wishes.

Forge weapons as you wish...

As long as you imagine the shape of the weapon in your mind and inject soul power into the metal, you can quickly forge it...

Zhao Mu picked up another piece of iron, imagined the weapon in his mind, and injected his soul power into the iron, and then the iron began to change...

The barrel, the grip, the slide... As Zhao Mu continued to inject soul power, a weapon that did not belong to the Douluo Continent appeared in Zhao Mu's hands.

pistol!

Zhao Mu raised his eyes and excitedly gripped the pistol in his hand, but when he pulled the trigger, he found that it was useless.

Then Zhao Mu made several other firearms, but all ended in failure.

Perhaps it was because hot weapons were not effective! Or perhaps Zhao Mu did not understand the firing mechanism and launching mechanism of firearms and could not simulate them, so he could not manufacture them precisely.

In short, Zhao Mu is currently unable to make hot weapons such as guns.

On the side, Hei Bai, who had been practicing attribute fusion for a while, looked at Zhao Mu, who was immersed in weapon manufacturing and was amazed and happy, and scratched his head in confusion.

Isn't this your specialty? Is there any need to be so surprised and happy?
Zhao Mu mobilized his soul power and instantly forged a block of iron into a spear.

The forging speed can instantly kill any blacksmith.

Looking at the forged iron spear, Zhao Mu found that the texture of the iron spear was exactly the same as the raw material.

However, when a blacksmith is forging, he needs to hammer thousands of times, and the density of raw materials such as iron blocks will continue to increase, making them harder and stronger.

The weapons that I forged myself only changed in form, and their density and strength did not change at all.

Therefore, one's own forging depends largely on metal raw materials. The better the raw materials, the better the weapons can be forged?
wrong!

Speaking of the material of metal itself, Zhao Mu suddenly remembered an ability that he had not understood before.

The second skill of the 100,000-year-old Medusa head soul bone!
The energy of matter is reorganized and changed!

The hollow bones of a hundred thousand year old Medusa's head appeared on Zhao Mu's head. As the soul bone skill was activated, a black light shot out from Zhao Mu's eyes and hit the iron spear.

Under the illumination of the black light, the iron spear began to change rapidly. Accompanied by a dense buzzing sound, the iron spear became completely black and became much heavier.

When it was swung, the piercing sound of breaking wind was so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut through everything!
Even though Zhao Mu was an amateur, he could feel that the iron spear was extremely sharp.

“Black and white!”

The spear was thrown away, accompanied by Zhao Mu's voice. Hei Bai, who were in telepathic communication, naturally understood what Zhao Mu meant.

Then he jumped up, and the right palm bone of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear appeared in his hand, and the soul bone skill, the Darkin Demon Claw!
The sharp blade of light hit the spear, instantly sending it flying.

Zhao Mu then appeared where the spear landed and reached out to catch it.

With a quick glance, he saw that there was not a single claw mark on the dark gun body.

Zhao Mu was very familiar with the black and white claws of the Dark Devil, but they could not leave even the slightest mark on the iron spear, which showed that the hardness of the iron spear was beyond imagination.

The spear in Zhao Mu's hand was extremely sharp, with an attack power that could penetrate everything, and had a solid defense that could withstand the claws of the black and white dark demon without leaving any trace. At this moment, it was no longer just an ordinary iron spear, but a divine weapon!
There was a saying in the blacksmith community of Douluo Continent.

Being able to create a divine artifact using top-grade materials does not make one the best blacksmith; at best, one can only be considered a qualified one.

Only those who can create divine artifacts with ordinary iron are worthy of being called divine craftsmen!
Looking at the magic spear in his hand, Zhao Mu seemed to have created an indestructible magic spear with a piece of ordinary iron.

and so……

Are you a master craftsman?!
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