Under One Person: Lifting the Ball to Soar

"Okay, you're done!"

Lu Piao caught the mask thrown by Lao Ma and was stunned on the spot...

Damn! This is exactly the same as the speed of painting by Stephen Chow in "Flirting Scholar"!

Your weapon-refining skills have evolved to the point of being ridiculous and funny!

Chapter 212: The Bell Ringing Across the Sky

Lu Piao took the Bao Gong mask in his hand and played with it over and over again.

What he found very interesting was that although the mask was clearly carved from wood, it was surprisingly soft in texture!

Try to crumple the Bao Gong mask into a ball, it feels similar to soft rubber with low hardness.

"This method of refining equipment is really magical. It can actually change the material form!"

Ma Xianhong put his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering in the rustling wind, blowing up his waist-length hair. He was aloof and proud, and independent:

"As for refining weapons, you, an outsider, are wrong! There has never been such a technique in history..."

Lu Piao stared with wide eyes and said with great satisfaction:

"Yes! That's right! You've learned well! You have the aura and style. The results of your intensive training in Penglai are great!"

Lu Piao gave a thumbs up and praised Lao Ma for his perfect acting!

Ma Xianhong snorted coldly and corrected:

"Hmph! What a vulgar thing! Remember! There is a technical term for this, it's called etiquette!"

Then he pointed at the mask in Lu Piao's hand, and in the blink of an eye, his arrogance disappeared, and Lao Ma changed into a smug face, boasting:

“Refining equipment is often similar to mechanical manufacturing, and the biggest challenges often come from strength, hardness, elasticity, toughness, and ductility.

Changing the physical form of materials is a new refining skill I have created recently!"

Lu Piao nodded with sudden realization. Compared to the hard original form of wood, if it was soft, the comfort of wearing it would definitely be greatly improved.

Ma Xianhong went from being an orthodox refiner who simply pursued the power of magical weapons to a peculiar refiner who puts user experience first.

God knows what Lao Ma went through in Lupiao...

Lu Piao gestured with the mask in his hand as if he wanted to put it on his head, and asked curiously:

"What abilities does this Bao Gong mask have?"

Ma Xianhong hugged his shoulders and asked proudly:

"Is there any need to ask? What do you think Justice Bao is famous for?"

The mask was about to cover his face, Lu Piao quickly stopped and said:

"Oh, I see! Wearing it can darken the skin on your face, right? It turns out this magic weapon has a tanning function!"

Ma Xianhong: "..."

After being speechless for a while, Lao Ma stepped forward and snatched the mask, wiping it vigorously with his sleeve. His work was insulted, and he said angrily:

"It's about distinguishing between loyalty and treachery! This is an easy question! How can you even associate this with a ridiculous function?"

"Distinguish between loyalty and treachery?" Lu Piao was horrified and said incredulously:

"I really haven't thought about it in this way. The key point is that in my impression, Lao Ma, you have always been a destined victim.

How can it be so funny to combine these four words with a fool like you? "

Ma Xianhong was too tired to complain. He was obviously very talented, but Brother Lu always doubted his own IQ!

"The Bao Gong mask you wanted has been made..."

Lu Piao corrected him: "It's not me, someone else wanted it!"

"Okay, okay!" Ma Xianhong held the magic weapon for distinguishing loyalty from treachery and stared at the facial mask that was an interweaving of black, white and red.

Considering the meaning that Justice Bao has symbolized in the minds of ordinary people for thousands of years, I have come to understand:

"I know what you mean, Brother Lu. Acting on behalf of heaven..."

"Don't over-interpret this. I have never been a person with profound ideas." Lv Piao said with emotion:

“Even Justice Bao in the opera has no solution to the world’s ills.

All we can do is to kill some bad guys and vent the anger of the people inside and outside the play."

Lao Ma fell into memories:

"I also watched Justice Bao when I was a child. I remember that Justice Bao had a tragic fate. He was often dismissed from office and beheaded every time he beheaded a powerful official who committed a heinous crime.

If it hadn’t happened in a story where justice would prevail, even a hundred Justice Baos would have been chopped off by the emperor.”

Lü Piao was amused by Lao Ma's words and asked with a smile:

"Then do you remember the upright Lord Bao, who was always respectful and submissive in front of the royal family and the court system?

Compared with Bao Gong's impartiality, his wisdom in dealing with the world and his political awareness are the most remarkable.

I am worthy of justice from heaven and earth, worthy of the emperor and the court, and worthy of the common people. As a mortal without any cheats, I am simply perfect. "

Old Ma looked as if he understood everything and said helplessly:

"Because he works under someone else, Mr. Bao has the emperor and the court above him, so he can never become a true 'honest official'."

Lu Piao shook his head repeatedly after hearing this:

"I say, there's no need for you to argue, right?

It is impossible for someone who has practiced the Dragon Subduing Leg and the Demon Subduing Fist to be so stupid as to actually think that he can kill a dragon with one kick or kill demons and monsters with one punch!

This is a very common rhetorical device of exaggeration. Why are you taking it so seriously?!"

Ma Xianhong's spirits dropped all of a sudden, and Brother Lu started to adjust his mentality again. He really wanted to be a "justice"!

Lu Piao added:

“What I want to say is that Bao Gong still has the utmost respect and awe for the system that maintains peace in the world, even though he knows it is very imperfect and unfair.

Because peace is the most precious thing to this world."

Ma Xianhong nodded and said yes:

"I know my shortcomings. I am too arrogant and do things without considering the consequences. I want to smash all the shackles in the world.

Being stubborn and fearless is just being a reckless man, which is nothing great. What is difficult is to be able to bend and stretch, and to compromise.

But I don’t have the confidence to be as perfect as Bao Qingtian. I don’t think I will compromise with the ugliness of this world.

I know very well that if I insist on doing it, it will bring unpredictable harm to the world..."

Old Ma looked at Lu Piao with trust in his eyes, and said sincerely:

"Brother Lu, if I ever make a mistake, please give me some advice and bring me back on the right track!"

Lu Piao said without hesitation, leaving no room for negotiation:

"Fuck! You wish!

If you really get into trouble, it's all your own fault. It has nothing to do with me. Don't blame me!"

This reaction was not unexpected at all. Lao Ma smiled bitterly and shook his head. Although Lu Piao did not agree directly, he still breathed a sigh of relief:

"Thanks, Brother Lu!"

"Why are you thanking me? If I had known you would take the blame, I wouldn't have come here!" Lu Piao was a little mad, and stepped forward to take back the Bao Gong mask from Lao Ma's arms:

"When Taishan was talking nonsense with others, I thought of your determination to be selfless and enforce justice, and your bizarre move of 'killing your family first when proving your truth'.

I came to see Ma Daqingtian, who was learning etiquette from the sacred beast Qilin. Speaking of which..."

Lu Piao looked up and down at the old horse and said in amazement:

"I think you seem to be nervous! Why are you nervous?

But I heard that when you were performing "Good Comrades in China", you were able to speak freely in front of all the great spirits in such a grand occasion.

Compared to the grand spectacle in the Ninth Heaven that day, the tens of thousands of strange people on Mount Tai are nothing but child's play. Why are you so nervous?"

Lao Ma and I were chatting leisurely here, not because we were in a relaxed mood at all.

Lu Piao is all too familiar with this situation!

Isn't this just an outbreak of my frequent procrastination, a manifestation of my diverting attention in order to escape reality?

Ma Xianhong sighed:

"That day, I faced the test of the Supreme Spirit in the Ninth Heaven...

Lu Piao asked in astonishment:

"Shouldn't you be the one testing the Supreme Spirits? They turned around for you, and you got to choose the one you like..."

Old Ma shouted hysterically:

"Could you please stop interrupting me? Testing the Supreme Spirit? How can I be worthy of that?"

Lu Piao was understanding and made a zipper-like motion with his mouth.

Lao Ma continued:

“Because when facing the Supreme Spirit, all choices and all consequences are only related to myself.

A hero should take responsibility for his deeds. Good or bad, life or death, I can accept any outcome.

But what is going to happen next is that I will be responsible for the good and bad fortune, life and death of countless lives in two worlds.

How can I, Ma Xianhong, not be nervous?!"

Lu Piao sighed weakly and said indignantly:

"I don't like playing with people like you. Your morals are too high!"

Old Ma kept nagging and emphasizing:

"I don't think I'm that good, but I don't think I'm bad either..."

Lu Piao laughed non-stop, with a hint of gloating in his laughter: