Sure enough, he glanced at Mr. Huang secretly and found that the vice president's face was already black and red, and red and purple.

Awesome, awesome!

In just a few words, a perfect Heavenly Spirit Master can use his unique skill of changing faces to deal with it.

This senior brother who squirted water is indeed a master.

Although it seemed to be evenly matched, Xia Yuan felt that the senior brother squirting water still had a better taste.

Mr. Huang's arm finally lifted up extremely stiffly.

At this moment, Xia Yuan felt a trace of power flow.

Could it be that Mr. Huang can’t help but silence him here?

Xia Yuan was a little worried, but looking at the hundreds of people around him at this moment, he felt relieved just now.

Mr. Huang can't silence everyone.

Soon Xia Yuan discovered that his worries were indeed redundant.

Because of these forces, Huangfu is not used to kill people, but to control facial muscles.

He can no longer use his instincts, and can only forcefully change the shape of his muscles by using his strength.

At this moment, Xia Yuan's admiration for the water-squirting senior brother had risen to an unimaginable level.

There were only a few words that made Huang Fu use his strength to deal with it.

It seems that what I just thought was evenly matched was wrong.

It was clearly the senior brother who squirted the water and crushed the Huang Fu with an absolute advantage.

"Yeah, yeah, very good, very good!"

These words popped out of the yellow man’s mouth...

"Remember, when you go to my place later, your idea is very unique. I want to go deeper with you in the 'research'!"

Xia Yuan clearly saw that Senior Brother Squirting seemed to have no bones and almost collapsed on the ground.

What!

The relationship was just a paper tiger, and if you get a little harder, you will be finished.

He glanced at Huang Fu with his eyes slanted.

Sure enough, ginger is still so spicy.

After a bloodless confrontation, Huang Fu finally got the upper hand.

At this time, Mr. Huang finally looked at Xia Yuan—the long sword next to him.

Indeed, the long sword has now become a magic weapon.

Human-level magic weapon, the peak human-level magic weapon with eleven inscriptions.

Of course, if this is the case, Huang Fu would not care. For him, even if it was the peak magic weapon of the Earth-level rank with the seventeenth inscription, he would not take a look at it again.

What Huang Fu really cares about is the magic weapon itself.

The shape is beautiful and full of artistic atmosphere, and this is forged by Xia Yuan.

It will definitely be of great collection value in the future.

It's a pity, it's a pity...

Why!

He looked at the water-squirting senior brother who was about to sneak away from a distance, and the yellow man's eyes were like swords.

"Remember, it's over in a while."

"If I can't see you, haha..."

The senior brother who squirted the water shivered, could only nod his head in despair, and then left...

Xia Yuan also observed a moment of silence for the senior brother who squirted water in his heart.

After all, if it weren't for his reminder, then his magic weapon would be gone.

Xia Yuan looked at the changing expression on the yellow husband's face, and felt a little nervous.

He didn't know if Huang Fu would deal with him next.

However, just after a long sigh, Mr. Huang looked at Xia Yuan with great complexity but extremely seriousness.

"Xia Yuan, your talent in refining weapons is definitely unprecedented..."

Xia Yuan smiled shyly. Is it really okay to praise me like this in front of everyone?

You know, I will be proud.

So, Xia Yuan nodded directly: "Well, I know..."

There is no way, although I want to deny it, that would be a lie.

I, Xia Yuan, are an honest child and will never lie.

Huang Fu's Eyes

The horn twitched for a moment, and I didn't know how to continue.

The dialogue shouldn't be like this!

Shouldn’t Xia Yuan be humble and then praise him a few words. Next is a happy ending for you and me, everyone is happy?

If you do this, how can I continue?

Mr. Huang knew that a shameless person like Xia Yuan could never say anything unnecessary, otherwise he would not know where he would take him.

So, Mr. Huang went straight to the topic and said: "But, your foundation is still too weak now, and this is your biggest shortcoming."

Xia Yuan nodded, this time he had no other thoughts in his mind.

Because he knew that what Mr. Huang said was true.

If he had twenty years of forging experience-

Well, it’s eighteen years of forging experience, so maybe he can forge any magic weapon at will now.

After thinking about it, Mr. Huang felt that it was necessary to let Xia Yuan know how vast the way to refine weapons was.

Although Xia Yuan’s talent is against the will of heaven, he must also understand that in this world, talent cannot solve everything.

"Let me do this, I will give you some of the essence of refining tools I have sorted out over the years."

"If you have time these days, you can study it. If you encounter a place you don't know, you can come to me at any time."

Xia Yuan was stunned, and then bowed respectfully in Huang Fu's comforting gaze.

This time Xia Yuan did indeed bow willingly.

He naturally knew how precious the essence of a weapon refining master like Huang Fu was for a weapon refining master.

But Mr. Huang passed it to him without hesitation, which also allowed Xia Yuan to see Mr. Huang's qualified side as a teacher.

Mr. Huang smiled softly, and he could feel the gratitude in Xia Yuan's heart.

So, he didn't hesitate, he had to act.

But at this time, Mrs. Huang stopped again.

His majestic gaze began to scan around, and the hundreds of students around him touched Huang Fu's gaze and instantly turned their heads.

Seeing this scene, a confused look appeared in Xia Yuan's eyes.

What's going to do this?

Then, in Xia Yuan's horrified color, Huang Fu actually began-

Take off your pants!

My God!

Could it be that what Mr. Huang calls the essence is those things?!

The inheritance of weapon refining knowledge actually needs to be used as a medium?!

In an instant, Xia Yuan thought of the scene of the knowledge inheritance between the weapon refiners and apprentices in the future—

In a dark room.

"A disciple, you are not young anymore. I plan to let you go further and pass on the essence to you."

"Thank you, Master..."

Then…

Slap sex-

Oh oh oh oh —

…
To be continued...