Chapter 44 You're showing off, aren't you?
Mang isn't your teacher anymore. " 。You are just one more teacher. 。Mu Chen's gentle voice came. 。 Mang looked at Mu Chen with some surprise. 。It's known that in the world of blacksmithing, knowle...Third update, please collect and recommend tickets. An important character is about to appear oh. Handsomely invincible someone, will appear in the next chapter to meet everyone. Hehe.
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Tang Wulin walked out of the Blacksmith Association with a smile on his face. It wasn't because Master Cen and the assessor both recognized that he had reached the level of a second-level blacksmith. Instead, it was because the silver knee joint part he forged was directly compensated by the association, a whopping 10,000 Federation Coins.
Wow, forging rare metals can be so profitable!
Cen Yue told him to come back in two days to collect his blacksmithing badge, and that he could also start taking on jobs then.
"Bang!" Cen Yue connected with the old acquaintance, a soul guide communicator.
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"Hmm" Mang was always so cold.
"Where did you find that treasure" Cen Yue's breathing was a little quick.
Mang said, “I don’t even know what you’re talking about.”
"What else can I say, your disciple is quite something. Nine years old, already a level two blacksmith. And he's using medium-sized parts forged directly from silver! At his age, if he doesn't go off the rails, in just a few years he could be attempting thousand forges and marching towards becoming a master blacksmith. How did you teach him this well"
"Hey, are you even going to say something"
Cen Yue was very dissatisfied with the silence from the other side of Mang.
"It's nothing special, this child is born with divine power and willing to put in the effort. That's all there is to it." Mang said lightly.
Ceng Yue said angrily, "You brought this guy to me just to show off, didn't you"
"Yes!" Mang admitted without hesitation.
"Alright, what conditions Give me this child. You spend most of your time in that forsaken place called Arola City. You don't even have time to teach your disciples. I guarantee you, if you give him to me, I will carefully train him."
"I'm dead!"
"Ring ring ring!"
"Damn it!" Cen Yue almost smashed the soul-guidance communicator in his hand.
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"Teacher, are you looking for me" At that moment, a young man in his twenties came to Cen Yue's room.
"How many levels have you forged How many years have you been with me You still can't reach a thousand forgings..." The young man was dumbfounded, directly scolded by his usually kind teacher.
Tang Wulin didn't know that his excellence in forging had burdened others. At this time, he had already returned to the academy.
"Here you go!" Tang Wulin handed ten thousand Federation coins in cash to Xie Xie, who was lying in bed and whose face hadn't fully recovered from the swelling.
Xie Xie coldly glanced at him, "Do you want to avoid battle"
Tang Wulin shook his head. "I couldn't before, I really didn't have any money. But damaging public property was mainly my doing, I can't let you take all the responsibility. I'll pay you back ten thousand first, and I'll give you another ten thousand later. I promise I'll do it. After school tomorrow, just find a place."
He finished, placed ten thousand Federal credits beside Xie Xian, and went back to his own bed.
Zhou Changxi, sitting on the upper bunk, exchanged a glance with Yun. Ever since losing to Tang Wulin in the steamed bun bet, Zhou Changxi had to admit defeat. Yun, on the other hand, was filled with curiosity. Looking at Tang Wulin's attire, it seemed impossible for him to come up with 10,000 Federation coins all of a sudden.
Cross-legged on his bed, Tang Wulin quickly entered a state of ethereal stillness through meditation. This was actually his first time fighting using his martial soul. In fact, he had absolutely no experience in this area, not even having learned true combat.
Xie Xie was very powerful, Tang Wulin could feel it. If it weren't for his Blue Silver Grass entanglement soul skill, he probably wouldn't even be able to touch the edge of him.
But this fight also gave him some understanding of his martial spirit. Teacher, he should practice controlling the Blue Silver Grass more, it seems like he really needs to hurry up.
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Xie Xie didn't meditate, but instead lay in bed, his mind also pondering the battle between Jin and Tang Wulin. He had indeed been careless because of looking at the opponent, but, wasn't that guy's martial soul Blue Silver Grass But why, in a situation where his cultivation was clearly higher than the opponent, could Guanglong Dagger not sever that useless martial soul It was simply unimaginable.
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"Damn it, I'll make him pay! This punch couldn't be wasted. Touching his still swollen cheek, Xie Xie's heart burned with rage."
After meditation came dinner, and after dinner, more meditation. The early bird gets the worm, Tang Wulin had a deep understanding of the saying "practice makes perfect."
When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the window, Tang Wulin opened his eyes.
After a night of meditation, my spirit was invigorated and my soul power seemed to have improved slightly. After entering level ten, the speed at which my soul power increased noticeably accelerated. However, the amount of soul power required for advancement was undoubtedly greater. This requires persistent accumulation over time.
Just as he was about to get out of bed, he happened to see that the lower bunk across from him, Shion, who had somehow started meditating at some point, opened her eyes.
Four eyes met, Xie Xin's gaze turned cold, Tang Wulin's face remained expressionless as he directly got out of bed and went to wash up.
In his eyes, Xie Xian was a rich man from the city, arrogant, domineering, and condescending. He would rather be friends with Zhou Changxi than pay any attention to this kind of person.
After washing up, eating was one of the most important things for Tang Wulin's heart.
He didn't know that the steamed bun battle the previous day had already given him a nickname before school even officially started, the legendary "glutton..."
He got up early. There weren't many people in the dining hall yet, and breakfast was still divided into three categories: A, B, and C. Tang Wulin naturally walked over to the C meal side.
The breakfast was plentiful, with milk, eggs, sausages, bread and vegetables.
Tang Wulin loaded a full plate and found a corner to start eating.
The master chefs in the dining hall have already gotten to know him. He originally thought that this child might not be able to handle it, but judging by his current appearance, it seems like there's no such thing.
He was eating when Xie Xihe also arrived at the dining hall. Like Tang Wulin, he didn't look at the other two windows and walked straight to the A-class side, getting himself a plate of food.
On the surface, it seemed no different from Tang Wulin's food. But a closer look would reveal... It was the same milk, but his wasn't cow's milk; it was the milk of a spirit beast raised in captivity. The other foods also had origins and were much more nutritious.
Of course, Xie Xie's appetite was less than one-tenth of Tang Wulin's.
Though separated by a considerable distance, they each ate their meals in silence. Xie Xie occasionally glanced towards Tang Wulin's side, while all of Tang Wulin's attention was focused entirely on the breakfast before him.
The number of people in the cafeteria was increasing. Just like when Tang Wulin had come to eat last night, many students pointed at him.
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