Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 251 Zhenhua is critically injured? Feng Zaixing: The Heavenly Battle is beautiful, but not as beautiful as you.

"You achieved a god-level physical body a year ago—do whatever you want, I doubt Mu Ye's legacy is that weak."

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Zhenhua felt both helpless and delighted upon hearing Feng Zaixing's words. This disciple had cultivated the Innate Secret Techniques of the Body Sect to an unprecedented level, and his own experience alone was enough to rival that of many patriarchs.

Feng Zaixing said earnestly, "In the past few years, I have been cultivating in the ocean, taking ocean disasters as my enemies. My fist and palm strength can withstand hurricanes and tsunamis. I only returned from the ocean when I could not advance any further."

"If I can make further progress through this Heavenly Forging, I would be more than willing to do so."

Zhenhua was completely relieved to hear this. Although he couldn't quite imagine how human power could fight against natural disasters, Feng Zaixing wouldn't lie since he had said so.

"When will you break through the title barrier? It shouldn't be too difficult, right?" Zhenhua asked with a smile.

"A few days ago, we destroyed Shrek's stronghold in the ocean and absorbed some special energy, which we still need to digest."

Feng Zaixing smiled and said, "That's perfect. Those two types of energy are very suitable for integrating into Heavenly Forging. I am your student and grew up in the Forging Masters Association. I should make some contributions to the Forging Masters lineage and forge a new path in forging."

"Oh?"

Zhenhua was astonished, and then he saw the two elemental energies of life and destruction surging from Feng Zaixing's body. Half of his body was berserk and the other half was pure. The powerful aura made Zhenhua take a few steps back.

Soon, Zhenhua witnessed the most amazing scene in the history of forging—the sky was filled with turbulent winds and clouds, and a nine-colored lightning tribulation descended upon the world!

The earth-shattering commotion from the Blacksmith Association even reached Tiandou City, drawing envious glances from countless people. The master craftsman Zhenhua was making his move again, and yet another top expert was about to obtain his four-word battle armor.

A moment later, Feng Zaixing's somewhat regretful voice rang out: "I'm still not used to the Nine-Colored Lightning Tribulation, it's my first time doing it, and the Shenyin was actually damaged by it—"

Looking at the slag that had died from six lightning tribulations, Zhenhua said speechlessly, "I think you don't need to overestimate metals. If a single metal isn't enough, use an alloy. There's always a metal that can withstand lightning tribulations."

"Okay, I'll do them one by one."

Feng Zaixing waved his hand and threw out three pieces of metal, forging alloy. Zhenhua's eyes twitched. With him messing around like this, the history of blacksmiths could really be rewritten.

The tribulations and storms raged once more, and repeated failures and lamentations echoed through the blacksmith headquarters.

"The blue-coated copper couldn't withstand the destructive power; it shattered with a single strike—"

"The elemental properties of the magic silver are good, but unfortunately it can't withstand the baptism of the eight-colored lightning tribulation—"

"Fortunately, we still have the Life Essence Stone, which can withstand the eight-colored lightning tribulation—"

"Good, good, let's do it again."

The incident continued into the evening, forcing Zhenhua to halt Fengzaixing's operations. They then announced to the public:

Master craftsman Zhenhua sustained serious injuries while experimenting with a new forging method and is temporarily not accepting orders.

That night, Yu Xin, who had just arrived at the Central Army Corps to report for duty, looked at the large metal order sent by Feng Zaixing, and question marks appeared under her delicate eyelashes.

"What do you need so much federally controlled metal for? To make fixed-mount soul-guided projectiles?"

Without hesitation, Yu Xin personally went to the quartermaster department to write a report to secure a batch of metal, and then rushed to Tiandou City.

Immediately afterwards, they discovered a pile of rare Heavenly Forging Metal in the forging room, along with various other materials, including those from Zhenhua, which were meant to scare Feng Zaixing away from his reckless behavior.

"What are you guys doing?" Yu Xin was completely confused.

"It's good that you're here. I can rest assured now. I'll take you out to play."

Upon seeing Yu Xin, Feng Zaixing immediately put on a beaming smile, abandoned his troublesome old master, and pulled Yu Xin away to make a quick getaway.

"Get out of here! Get out of here! If you keep forging like this, people outside will probably start spreading rumors that I'm critically injured!"

Zhenhua rolled his eyes and urged the troublemaker Feng Zaixing to get lost.

"Alright!" Feng Zaixing readily agreed, grabbed Yu Xin, and moved through space, disappearing in a flash.

Zhenhua seamlessly switched to a smug smile, his hands flashing as he scooped up the "failed product" forged by Feng Zaixing into his arms, revealing a smug "hehehe" laugh.

"Excellent, excellent! These are all significant works of art. The long history of the Blacksmiths' Association has taken another great step forward, ahahahahaha————"

As a master craftsman, Zhenhua thought there was nothing in this world that could move him anymore, but today he has.

Although an era can only allow one master craftsman, Feng Zaixing's succession as master craftsman means he will retire completely, but this does not prevent him from shifting to the second line and actively researching new paths for blacksmiths.

In the quaint streets of Tiandou City, Yu Xin elegantly ate her ice cream, listening to Feng Zaixing recount his day's experiences. She chuckled and exclaimed, "Such experiences? You want all those metals to experiment on one by one?"

"Of course, this is a huge project that I can clearly apply for federal support for, and it is of great significance."

Feng Zaixing, with an ice cream in one hand and his eyes narrowed, said with no small amount of pride, "I made a point of having you bring metal to provide support because we have a good relationship. Otherwise, I would have called the dean directly. He has wanted a set of four-word battle armor for a long time."

"Out of support for him, I prepared to send the other half of the half of my failed forgings to the dean, except for the half that I deliberately left for Professor Zhenhua to explore and study."

"The Three-Legged Golden Toad Martial Soul loves metal the most. Half-finished Heavenly Forging Metal and pulverized Heavenly Forging Metal cannot be forged into a four-word Battle Armor, but they can allow him to absorb the energy within and break through to the Limit Douluo level. Tell me, am I not doing right by him?"

"You did right by him, but did you do right by me?"

Yu Xin gave him a disdainful look, her dark eyes filled with a mocking smile, and said, "You've been kicked out now, and I flew all this way here, and you're telling me to sleep on the streets?"

This was just a normal chat, why did you suddenly make a move?

Feng Zaixing muttered to himself, but said without batting an eye, "The world is so vast, how could there be no place to stay? We can rest wherever we go."

As he spoke, he looked around, took out a soul-guided light screen, and displayed a map of the Federation: "Wherever you want to go, I'll take you."

Yu Xin glanced around seriously, then shook her head and said, "This is boring. Your map is incomplete. Why don't you go to my family's underground villa in Tiandou City? Also—give me back the Investiture of the Gods."

Feng Zaixing went to the Investiture of the Gods again, looking speechless: "Last time your underground courtyard was affected by the Tang Clan's explosion and was completely destroyed. How come it's been rebuilt in just a few years?"

Yu Xinyu's face turned serious, her dark eyes gleaming: "In your words, we call this promoting re-employment and providing job opportunities for the general public."

"Besides, didn't the Tang Clan already leave? We've thoroughly explored the underground area and ruled out all possible dangers."

"Fine, it's better than you guys keeping all your money tied up in your accounts."

Feng Zaixing shook his head and chuckled, then gently extended a hand and said in a gentlemanly manner, "So, shall we follow local customs and stroll around Tian Dou City at night?"

"Um."

Yu Xin smiled knowingly, took Feng Zaixing's hand, and gracefully rose up. Her long legs exuded youthful vitality. She wore a retro-style hat, which covered a wavy long hair and half of her face, which could be both happy and angry.

Feng Zaixing gazed at her dark eyes, which remained exceptionally clear throughout, and felt a warmth in his heart. The pressure he had been under gradually eased.

"Let's just pretend we're ordinary people."

Yu Xin chuckled softly and walked briskly along the ancient streets of Tian Dou City. The former imperial city of Tian Dou City was not completely demolished; the remaining part is Jing Sheng, the most famous city in Douluo Continent, and also Yelü Salem, the eternal capital of the neighboring Dou Ling Continent.

Due to historical reasons, this city is somewhat similar in positioning to Nanjing on Blue Star. It never needs any publicity and is always overcrowded. Even on non-holidays, you can see huge crowds everywhere.

Glancing at the green-tiled ground beneath his feet, Feng Zaixing called out, "Wait for me!" He then temporarily suppressed his cultivation and ran to catch up with the figure with fluttering red hair. Grabbing the fair wrist, he said, "You're running too fast. What if we lose each other?"

"Then you'll be so embarrassing, people will laugh at you if word gets out." Yu Xin smiled sweetly.

Feng Zaixing thought to himself, "You're so arrogant, you'll be sorry next time." He glanced around at the figures in all directions and deliberately said, "Oh no, it seems we've come to the wrong place. The old imperial city of Tiandou has been collecting taxes on vacant land for a hundred years from now."

Yu Xin hummed softly, "I like this kind of liveliness."

After finally getting you out of here, you clueless guy, how could I possibly let you escape?

Yu Xin, accompanied by Feng Zaixing, wandered around, enjoying a rare moment of carefree leisure.

At this moment, the crowds are thronging, with moths, willows, and golden threads adorning the scene. Laughter and fragrance linger, and fireworks illuminate the ancient capital, but the lights are nowhere to be seen.

At first glance, many people were dressed in the ancient style of Tiandou City, which was quite unique. Yu Xin suddenly had an idea: "I want some too, let's go take a look."

"I don't know the way," Feng Zaixing said innocently.

Yu Xin glanced at him, her tone disdainful: "You grew up here and still don't know your way around. You're a natural-born directionally challenged person. I know how to navigate, that's enough."

Feng Zaixing was speechless for a moment: ————

Feng Zaixing was taken to a vintage clothing store in a daze. He was deeply shocked to see Yu Xin casually take out a VIP certificate.

"I grew up in Tiandou City, how come I didn't know you had VIP services here?"

Yu Xin glanced at him and said leisurely, "When the Blood God Legion was in trouble, my grandfather and I came to see you. My grandfather tried to cheer me up by bringing me here."

Feng Zaixing understood, but before he could speak, Yu Xin's lips parted and she said softly, "You should change your clothes too."

"Why?" Feng Zaixing said he found it troublesome.

Yu Xin opened her large, dark eyes wide and said, "You say when in Rome, do as the Romans do, but this is my family's property, shouldn't we?"

Feng Zaixing immediately gave in, "Alright, you decide what to change it to."

At this moment, he gained a deeper understanding of the Yu family's status as a wealthy and powerful household, realizing that even his own daily income as a master craftsman could not keep up with theirs.

"Let me think... I'll go with the full knight armor set. I heard you guys like it the most."

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"That sounds good. What about you?"

You'll find out soon enough—

After a brief conversation, Yu Xin deliberately kept him in suspense, while Feng Zaixing happily went to change his clothes. While choosing his armor, he picked up a lance that caught his eye and was quite satisfied.

A moment later, Feng Zaixing was watching the fireworks over the lake in the Heavenly Dou Imperial City when he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance wafting from behind him.

Turning around suddenly, a graceful figure dressed in a black dragon robe and wearing a crown quietly raised her head, smiling as she looked him over with her dark eyes, and extended her hand, saying, "Follow me to see all the fireworks, and then we'll return hand in hand, how about it?"

Feng Zaixing chuckled, strolled forward, and shrugged, saying, "Alright! But it seems like I should be the one saying that—"

"You're too slow, so I'll have to say it first." Yu Xin rolled her eyes at him. At that moment, fireworks filled the sky, displaying the words "Congratulations on the 7,000th anniversary of the founding of the Central Army Corps, and may the mainland be peaceful and prosperous."

Ten thousand lanterns floated and soared, dazzling Yu Xin. Suddenly, she looked at Feng Zaixing and asked with a smile, "Did you arrange this?"

Feng Zaixing smiled calmly: "You're not the only one with money power. By the way, I've hacked into the password to your family's underground villa and forced a sale. The property now belongs to me."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xin was not angry but rather pleased, and stepped forward threateningly, saying, "You've got some nerve, is there anything else?"

"And another thing—I'll take you with me!"

Feng Zaixing opened his arms and pulled the charming woman in front of him into his embrace. He moved gracefully, his figure as ethereal as an immortal, soaring even higher into the clouds.

Yu Xin gazed at Feng Zaixing's face, the lamplight reflecting off the sky, and whispered, "It's been many years. Let me see your strength—"

Feng Zaixing smiled gently, "You will soon see that the fireworks of this day will burn forever."

As he finished speaking, he kissed the corner of her lips, his long spear sweeping across the sky, concealing the blush on her beautiful face.

"The Heavenly Battle is beautiful, but it cannot compare to you."