Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 403: 1 lost, willing to gamble to lose
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"Crackling--"
The sound of burning flames echoes in the courtyard of the Tongguan City City Lord's Mansion.
Occasionally, the sound of various metal collisions is mixed in.
Cui Lin brought a total of five disciples on this trip. The leader was Long Shengwu.
These five disciples are also all the direct disciples of Tiangong Pavilion's first deputy pavilion master Cui Lin.
The reason why Cui Lin brought them here was because he thought that if Wu Zongquan could really be the master of Tiangong Pavilion, he would let his own disciples help Wu Zongquan.
In the future, Wu Zongquan will really become the pavilion master, and these five disciples will also have a good future.
Cui Lin never imagined that just after he left, his five disciples went straight to the door. The relationship was not good, but he started to provoke him.
Of course, Zhou Shu did not take the provocation of these people to heart.
Don't look at the fact that Long Shengwu is much older than Zhou Shu, but in terms of experience, they can't compare with Zhou Shu at all.
In terms of mentality, Zhou Shu looked at these people as if he were looking at a few juniors.
Looking at Long Shengwu's five people casting a magic weapon, Zhou Shu was lying on the reclining chair leisurely, as if he had completely forgotten about the competition.
But it's not that casting magic soldiers shouldn't be distracted. Long Shengwu would like to ask Zhou Shu, are you giving up your struggle completely?
He is now waiting for the moment when his magic weapon is cast. At that time, he must teach this Wu Zongquan a good lesson!
The casting of the magic weapon is not a momentary event.
It is normal for it to take months, or even years, to cast a soldier.
Long Shengwu and the others certainly wouldn't spend years in Tongguan City for a competition, they all chose the magic weapon they were most familiar with to cast.
Without sleepless nights, only half a month later, Long Shengwu, the most powerful soldier among the five, has already begun to take shape.
In the past two weeks, in addition to sleeping, Zhou Shu has been watching the five people casting soldiers in a leisurely manner. He himself has never started work.
Seeing that his magic weapon was about to be cast, Long Shengwu was also full of excitement, and he even gave Zhou Shu a provocative look.
The corner of Zhou Shu's mouth raised slightly, these boys were average in casting soldiers, and their arrogance was not small.
"Did you think you were going to win?"
Zhou Shu paced and slowly came to Long Shengwu.
He looked at the magic weapon that had already been formed in the casting furnace. This magic weapon has already completed 90% of the process, and it can basically be regarded as a successful casting.
It took only ten days to forge a magic weapon, which is already considered a very good level for ordinary soldiers.
Long Shengwu is also proud now, and this time, he even performed a little bit beyond the norm.
This time, he is 100% sure that he can slap Zhou Shu in the face.
"Hey, Wu Zongquan, don't worry, even if you lose, as long as you are willing to admit that you are a liar, I will not kill you, I will spare you."
Long Shengwu was distracted and said.
"Really? Then I have to thank you."
Zhou Shu's eyes stared at the casting furnace for a moment, as if to see clearly the appearance of the magic weapon.
"However, let's talk about you winning first."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Shu raised his hands.
“Call—”
Between his hands, two fire dragons suddenly sprang up, startling Long Shengwu.
Long Shengwu hurriedly used a series of magic tricks to stabilize the flame in his casting furnace.
I was just frightened by Zhou Shu, and he almost failed the casting.
"What are you doing!"
Long Shengwu said angrily after confirming that there was no problem with his magic weapon.
"Okay!"
Zhou Shu did not answer him, but spoke calmly.
I saw a fire dragon entwined between his hands, exuding a fiery breath.
I don't know where the materials for casting soldiers came from, and the swallows were thrown into the flames.
Long Shengwu's eyes suddenly widened.
He stared intently at the forging materials thrown into the flames.
Those casting materials are familiar to him.
The magic weapon he is casting is made of these casting materials, which he knows better than anyone.
"What is he doing?"
A hint of doubt flashed in Long Shengwu's heart, "Does he want to use the same casting materials to make magic soldiers?"
"No, he doesn't have a forging furnace, how can he forge a magic weapon?"
Long Shengwu's heart was already a mess.
He has clearly determined that this Wu Zongquan is a liar, he doesn't know the art of casting weapons at all, and the magic weapons he used before were all cast by others...
But the scene in front of him made him a little stunned.
This Wu Zongquan can not only cast soldiers, but also can cast soldiers with his bare hands without using a casting furnace?
How is this possible?
"Boom--"
At this moment, there were two muffled noises around, and a man stood up in dismay. The casting furnace in front of him had already burst open.
He also saw the movement here. In shock, his luck was not as good as Long Shengwu's.
Fryer, which means he loses.
The expressions of the other four became a little ugly. They didn't dare to be too distracted. They all focused on their casting furnace, and only glanced at the man standing in front of Long Shengwu from the corner of their eyes. Zhou Shu.
The temperature in the air is still rising, and the temperature makes Long Shengwu already feel some discomfort.
What made Long Shengwu even more uncomfortable was that after those casting materials were submerged in the flames between Zhou Shu's hands, they began to melt and fuse at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Long Shengwu is, after all, the direct disciple of the first deputy pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, and he is also quite accomplished in his skill of casting soldiers.
How can he not see that, Zhou Shu is indeed casting soldiers!
And the speed at which he casts soldiers is many times faster than himself and others!
In less than an hour, he has completed the steps that he needs to complete all day.
Long Shengwu has now seen that every step of Zhou Shu's casting is exactly the same as himself.
He is using the same casting materials, the same steps, and casting the same magic weapon as himself!
This discovery made Long Shengwu a little uncertain!
This Wu Zongquan has mastered his own formula for casting soldiers just by watching him forging soldiers?
The magic weapon that I want to forge is my own unique magic weapon.
This Wu Zongquan, it is absolutely impossible to see his own formula for casting soldiers before!
How is it possible to have mastered your own forge recipe at a glance? Even the master can't do it!
But apart from this possibility, Long Shengwu really couldn't think of any other explanation.
What made him even more puzzled was that Zhou Shu's steps in casting soldiers were almost exactly the same as his, but in every step, he felt that Zhou Shu had done more harmoniously than him.
Long Shengwu was reluctant to admit it, but just by looking at Zhou Shu's steps to cast soldiers, he actually discovered a lot of his own problems.
He feels that he has a deeper understanding of the casting method of this magic weapon!
If Long Shengwu was not a direct disciple of the first deputy pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, if he did not have such a good talent for casting soldiers, if he did not have such a good vision, maybe he would not be so uncomfortable.
It is because of his talent, ability, and vision that he is now painfully contemplating suicide.
At this time, if he still can't see that Zhou Shu's skill in casting soldiers is far beyond his imagination, then he will be in vain as the eldest disciple of the first deputy master of Tiangong Pavilion.
He now feels like a clown who has been bouncing around in front of others for so long, but they only need to raise their hands to rub him against the ground.
No wonder Wu Zongquan had been sleeping on the reclining chair before, he didn't give up struggling completely, he didn't take his own people seriously at all.
The art of casting soldiers is not on the same level as my own.
Thinking of this, Long Shengwu suddenly felt ashes.
“Boom—”
With an explosion, the casting furnace in front of Long Shengwu also exploded.
The flames were mixed with the fragments of the magic weapon and scattered.
Long Shengwu seems to be stupid, he doesn't know how to avoid it, and he doesn't know how to resist.
Zhou Shu frowned slightly, flicked his sleeves, and a force had already rolled up the fragments of the divine weapon.
This Long Shengwu has both talent and ability, but this psychological endurance is really bad.
Cui Lin's disciples are like flowers and plants in a greenhouse. They have experienced too little wind and rain.
Yes, they are geniuses, and they were even accepted as disciples by the first deputy pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to provoke Zhou Shu in person.
Anyone with a little brain can understand that even if Zhou Shu is not a direct disciple of the Tiangong Pavilion's pavilion master, he must have some skills.
Isn't he courting death for being so reckless and provocative without knowing his background?
In the end, Long Shengwu's experience is still too shallow, so they let themselves fall into such an embarrassing situation.
While controlling the fire dragon between his hands, Zhou Shu said, "Long Shengwu, do you want to continue?"
While the fire dragon was circling, the materials for casting the soldiers were constantly fused, and the shadow of a magical weapon was already looming.
Anyone with discerning eyes can see that this magic weapon will soon be successfully cast.
Long Shengwu was covered in black ashes, and he was described as extremely embarrassed, his face as gray as death.
He knew he had lost, and lost horribly.
"I lost."
Long Shengwu said.
As soon as he said a word, his whole body strength receded like a tide, and his whole body slumped weakly to the ground.
It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous.
His behavior is so ridiculous.
I thought I could teach Wu Zongquan a lesson, but I never thought that I was an ignorant clown at all.
Master is right, Wu Zongquan is the strongest soldier of the younger generation.
No, his skill of casting soldiers may not even match his master!
Such a person, he dared to challenge him beyond his own ability, this is really self-inflicted, can't live!
"The magic weapon you want to cast is the same as mine?"
Long Shengwu raised his head and looked at Zhou Shu, his eyes were full of unwillingness.
Although he conceded defeat, he still couldn't believe it. Zhou Shu just glanced at the process of casting his soldiers, and he directly mastered his unique formula for casting soldiers, and he improved it even better.
"The magic weapon you want to forge is a thick-backed straight sword. The blade is three feet three inches long, and the blade edge is one point. With the blessing of spiritual essence, it can emit several sword lights..."
Zhou Shu raised his eyelids, glanced at Long Shengwu, and said casually.
The light in Long Shengwu's eyes disappeared, that's right!
What Wu Zongquan said was the magic weapon he was going to cast.
He really can master his own forge recipe at a glance!
"How did you do it?"
Long Shengwu is reluctant to say that this formula for casting soldiers was created by himself after many years of painstaking research and countless attempts.
He couldn't believe it, Zhou Shu just glanced at it and saw it directly.
"The art of casting a soldier is inseparable from its origin."
Zhou Shuping said calmly, "As long as you understand the basic principles and become more familiar with the materials for casting soldiers, anyone can do it."
Long Shengwu's eyes widened, anyone can do it?
Are you kidding me?
The casting formula of a magic weapon, from the combination of casting materials to the temperature of casting the soldiers, all differ by a thousand miles.
What kind of accomplishments do you need to be able to see the formula of forging soldiers with the naked eye?
Does anyone really know the myriad variations of soldier casting materials?
The art of forging soldiers is inseparable from its original roots. Who would dare to say that he has mastered all the basic skills of the art of forging soldiers?
"It's a pity that you lost, so now it's not that I should teach you the art of forging soldiers, but you should hand over the bet you promised me."
Zhou Shu did not continue the topic, but said.
"Where is the Yuanshi ore you mentioned? Did you have someone deliver it, or did I get it myself?"
Zhou Shu's voice also had a hint of excitement.
The beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, that is a peerless treasure that cannot be found.
He is lacking in the beginning of Tongguan City, Long Shengwu, a good man.
"This—"
Long Shengwu panicked.
Before, he made a lot of nonsense and used the Yuanshi ore vein as a bet to compete with Zhou Shu. At that time, he was extremely confident and didn't believe that he would lose at all.
The Yuanshi vein is a bet, he's just bragging!
That's right, his Long family did master a vein of Yuanshi, but it wasn't his own, Long Shengwu.
Even the Yuanshi ore vein can't be regarded as belonging to their dragon family.
Every piece of Yuanshi collected from the Yuanshi ore must be handed over to the sacred.
No one, not even a false god, is qualified to occupy Yuanshi.
He Long Shengwu, how could he come up with a Yuanshi vein?
"Can't you get it?"
Zhou Shu's face sank and he said coldly.
"It's not—"
Long Shengwu's originally black and red face became even more black and red. He defended without shame, "Yuanshi belongs to the sacred, even if I give you the mine, you can't use it privately."
"That's my business."
Zhou Shu snorted coldly, "I only ask you now, where is the Yuanshi ore vein?"
Long Shengwu's face was hot. He didn't know how to explain it. No matter how he explained it, it wouldn't change the fact that he was talking nonsense.
He lost the battle of casting soldiers, but he couldn't take the bet he promised himself.
If it's a rogue, it doesn't matter.
With Tiangong Pavilion's first deputy pavilion owner as the backing, who could kill him?
But Long Shengwu is simply a young master who has not experienced much ups and downs. He is not a rogue.
He couldn't do anything rude.
He didn't want to be rude, but he couldn't hand over the Yuanshi ore, and for a while, Long Shengwu wanted to find a stone and hit him to death.
"Long Shengwu, if you want to cheat, then I will go to Cui Lin and ask him what the disciples he taught are all shit!"
Zhou Shu looked at Long Shengwu and said coldly.
"This matter has nothing to do with my master!"
Long Shengwu hurriedly said, "Wu Zongquan, the one who lost to you was me, and the one who promised to bet with you was also me. What's the matter, come at me, don't involve my master!"
"Hmph, I don't want to involve Cui Lin, you are just like a man."
Zhou Shu snorted coldly, "I would like to admit defeat, what do you say about the bet."
"I think you have some background too. If you can't pay the bet, then I will ask the family behind you to ask for it."
Zhou Shu squinted, his eyes flickering with cold light.
Long Shengwu only felt cold all over, like falling into an ice cave.
He was born in the Long family, and is the youngest son of the current Dragon family owner.
But his value is far less than a Yuanshi vein.
It is impossible for the family to give up the Yuanshi ore vein in his hand just because of his bet!
"Trash!"
Zhou Shu scolded.
Long Shengwu was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but he had no way of refuting it.
"Long Shengwu is a waste, can't afford to bet, you guys, aren't you kidding me too?"
Zhou Shu's eyes fell on the other four.
The four people turned pale and shook their heads.
Fortunately, the bet they promised was forging materials.
Compensation for some soldiers' casting materials will hurt the bones, but it's not impossible to get them out.
If you put it together, you can still get it out.
They glanced at Long Shengwu sympathetically and said, "Wu Zongquan, give us a little time, we will definitely find a way to collect the materials we promised to send them to you."
Zhou Shu nodded. These people really have never experienced the dangers of rivers and lakes.
If you change the old rivers and lakes, you will lose if you lose. What bets are you giving?
Even if I don't give it, what can you do to me?
If you really encounter that kind of rogue, Zhou Shu really won't do anything to them now.
He now ~IndoMTL.com~ doesn't want to completely turn against someone like Cui Lin.
"I can use soldier casting materials instead-"
Long Shengwu opened his mouth and said, but before he finished speaking, his face was already hot as if it were on fire.
"How much do you think the value of casting materials is comparable to that of a Yuanshi vein?"
Zhou Shu said with a half-smile, "Can you come up with so many materials for casting soldiers?"
Long Shengwu was speechless, he couldn't take it out.
"I, Long Shengwu, am not someone who doesn't keep my word! I'm willing to admit defeat. Since I can't make the bet, I'll use my life to repay it!"
Long Shengwu gritted his teeth and said, a light flashed in his hand, and a long knife had appeared in his hand.
He raised his long knife and slashed it across his neck.
"I, Long Shengwu, willing to admit defeat, this life, give you!"
Long Shengwu shouted loudly, Ling Yuan agitated, and the light of the long knife soared, and he would chop off his head with a single knife.