The first thousand three hundred and eighty-nine chapters trip to Mingdu
Finally, after walking for nearly half an hour, the group stopped...
He said, "Here we are, this is the Blacksmiths Association!"
Compared to the Blacksmiths Association that Tang Wulin once belonged to, the one in front of him was obviously a bit bigger...
Just after entering the Blacksmiths Association, you can see with the naked eye a dense crowd of blacksmiths, talking to each other...
"Today, the president of the Blacksmith Association will explain it to us in person. Thinking about it makes me a little excited!"
"Yes, that is the legendary master craftsman. Even if he can understand a little bit of the essence! He will be greatly improved!"
"I hope that after listening to the explanation of the master craftsman, I can step into the ranks of a third-level blacksmith!"
"Don't think about it, this is a divine craftsman. If it were so easy to understand, we wouldn't stay at the stage of low-level blacksmiths."
Tang Wulin looked at these people and said in surprise, "There are so many people. It seems that this master craftsman Zhenhua is definitely not simple!"
Soon, his eyes noticed the forging platform not far away, where various forging materials were placed...
Presumably it should explain the things to be used...
At this moment, another female staff member next to him looked at Tang Wulin tenderly and said softly, "Little brother, are you also here to observe the president?"
The latter was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, sister, I wonder how long it will take for the president to start explaining?"
The female staff member replied, "It should be here soon!"
Sure enough, after a few minutes, a tall man with a unique aura walked out surrounded by many people...
The staff member in charge of presiding over said, "Everyone be quiet! Next, let us applaud the president of this association and the master blacksmith, Zhenhua!"
"Hiss... Is this the president of the Blacksmith Association, the divine craftsman Zhenhua? It sure feels different!"
"Although his appearance doesn't match his heart, his aura is completely heart-stopping!"
"The divine craftsman Zhenhua! The divine craftsman Zhenhua!"
"President! President!"
"Is this the appeal of the divine craftsman?! It's really terrifying!"
The experience of the master craftsman Zhenhua is absolutely exemplary!
He became famous at a young age, but he was not arrogant. He started as a blacksmith in a small city and reached the top step by step!
In the end, through his own efforts, he became the president of the Blacksmith Association and is currently the only master craftsman on the mainland.
I saw Zhenhua's deep eyes looking at the people gathered in front of him, waving and saying, "Hello everyone!"
Everyone said in unison, "Hello, President!"
I saw the serious look on his cheeks dissipated a bit, and he said humorously, "Well, I'm glad that everyone can participate in this public explanation. It gives me, the master craftsman, face."
With just one sentence, the solemn atmosphere instantly softened...
"Hahahaha, I didn't expect the president to be so humorous!"
"This is the president of our blacksmith association. He is generous enough. Unlike other blacksmiths who are arrogant even if they have some ability!"
"That's right, I was respectful just now, but now I've broken my guard!"
"As expected of the president, hahahahaha!"
Even Tang Wulin felt that he had a little more affinity for this master craftsman Zhenhua!
I suddenly felt more in awe of the latter...
Zhenhua pursed his thin lips and sighed, "Then let's get straight to the point now and explain it to everyone using melt forging as an example!"
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On the other side, the three students looked at Wuduosi in front of them unhappily...
They all shouted coldly, "Huh, you actually plan to challenge the three of us alone. Do you really think you are that strong?"
"Don't forget that our soul power level is about six levels higher than yours!"
"I have never seen such an arrogant opponent!"
The three of them are all Soul King level experts, but today they were provoked by a Soul Sect level opponent!
Wuduosi's beautiful eyes turned cold, "Stop talking nonsense! Do you want to fight or not?"
If you just defeat an opponent who is five levels higher than you, there is no difficulty at all!
Therefore, in order to win the final exam, she plans to leapfrog and defeat the three people in front of her!
Seeing Wu Duosi saying this, she immediately shouted coldly, "Since you insist on looking for trouble, don't blame us, let's all join in!"
After the words fell, all three of them released their martial spirits, and their bodies were filled with terrifying auras...
Five soul rings slowly rose under my feet!
Immediately afterwards, Wuduosi also released her martial soul, and the fourth soul ring under her feet suddenly lit up...
The fourth soul skill, Netherworld Shadow Clone!
Her figure gradually became blurry, and after violent tremors, several identical figures split into two...
Each clone has certain attributes of the original body and can release the same soul skills!
The next second, they tore away at the three people in front of them at extremely fast speeds...
"Damn it...what is this guy doing? He just started using his fourth soul skill!"
"Tsk, you are indeed a rookie. No wonder you dare to challenge us alone. It shows that you still don't know the difference between the Soul King and the Soul Sect!"
"Let's join forces to quickly deal with this arrogant guy and let her realize her own strength!"
But what happens next will be their nightmare!
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All Shrek Academy's outer college students will be monitored during the final exam, except for two people!
Yuan En Yehui and Le Zhengyu, as the strongest soul masters in the second grade, there is no need to question their strength!
At the same time, Yuanen Yehui shouted coldly, "The second soul skill, the Dark Demon Sword!"
It was vaguely visible that the fallen angel behind her had drawn out the pitch-black magic sword. After holding it tightly, he directly knocked the opponent in front of him hundreds of meters away with one strike...
After hitting the ground hard, he spit out blood with a "poof!" and fell directly into a coma...
A hint of disappointment appeared on Yuanen Yehui's cheeks, "You're really weak!"
The corner of Le Zhengyu's mouth twitched a few times. After clenching his fists, he said in his heart, "Your fifth soul skill is a hundred thousand year soul ring. What do you want the other party to use to fight you?"
In addition, the fallen angel's martial spirit is already a top-notch attack-type martial spirit!
With the two superimposed, he is not weak even when facing the Soul Emperor!
Although I really wanted to complain, I still said resentfully, "I say, you should take care of this opponent first. You've already beaten others to the point of vomiting blood!"
Yuanen Yehui glanced at his opponent who fell on the ground and said expressionlessly, "No need!"
After killing those evil soul masters last time, she found that her heart had hardened a lot!
Even if you kill someone, you won't feel any fluctuation in your heart!
You can faintly notice the reason!
After saying that, he turned around and left...
Le Zhengyu glanced at the man lying on the ground with pity, and hurriedly chased Yuanen Yehui...
