Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 402: Who is the strongest caster?

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Jin Kui was busy casting divine weapons to express his loyalty to Zhou Shu. He never imagined that Cui Lin's disciples would dare to trouble Zhou Shu under such circumstances. .

Led by the red-faced disciple named Long, the group arrived in front of the city lord's mansion soon.

A section of the courtyard wall destroyed by Zhou Shu's military trial before has not been repaired, which also gave those disciples a chance.

They rushed into the City Lord's Mansion directly from the gap.

When Zhou Shu saw them, they were looking for Zhou Shu room by room.

I don't know if they were afraid of attracting the army from Tongguan City, or for some other reason, they would rather use this stupid method to find Zhou Shu, rather than yelling to call Zhou Shu out.

"Cui Lin asked you to come?"

When seeing those people, Zhou Shu frowned.

Jin Kui is quite good at casting soldiers, why is he so unhappy?

Didn't you let him deal with Cui Lin? Why did you let these people come here to bother you?

If it weren't for the fact that these guys are disciples of Cui Lin, the first vice-master of Tiangong Pavilion, Zhou Shu really wanted to kick them all out one by one.

"Don't care who told us to come."

The red-faced disciple surnamed Long stepped forward and said loudly to Zhou Shu, "Wu Zongquan, we want to challenge you! We want to compete with you in the art of casting soldiers, do you dare to challenge?"

"Ridiculous!"

Zhou Shu glanced at them coldly, flicked his sleeves, and said, "Why should I compete with you? Get out of here now, this is not a place for you!"

"Don't you dare?"

The disciple surnamed Long's face was already red, even when he was angry, he couldn't tell that his face was even redder.

"If you don't dare to compete with us, then from now on, you should stop claiming to be the direct disciple of our Tiangong Pavilion Master!"

He shouted angrily, "If you don't dare to compete with us, you are not worthy to take over as the head of the Tiangong Pavilion!"

"Who told you that I want to take over as the head of Tiangong Pavilion?"

Zhou Shu sneered, "What you think is important is not worth mentioning to me, so get out, before I change my mind."

Zhou Shu didn't pay attention to those people at all.

These disciples of Cui Lin are all very good in martial arts, and they all have the strength of the realm of Tianzun. Speaking of it, they are all considered strong.

But so what?

This is Tongguan City. Due to the lack of manpower, the City Lord's Mansion does not have any guards. Everyone is placed on the top of the city to prevent foreign enemies from invading.

But Zhou Shu is not a vegetarian. In this Tongguan city, let alone a few gods, even if a false **** comes, he is sure to break his wrist with the false god.

If it weren't for the fact that they still don't want to have a real quarrel with Tiangong Pavilion, Zhou Shu would be able to drive them out of Tongguan City just by speaking.

Did you really think that Tongguan City, the Yuanshi Divine Soldier, was called for fun?

When Tongguan City was first cast, Zhou Shu fully considered the enemies they might encounter in the future. The existence of Tongguan City itself exists to deal with enemies!

"How dare you insult us like that?"

The red-faced disciple surnamed Long became even more angry. He was trembling with anger, pointed at Zhou Shu and said loudly.

"It's an insult to let you go? If you don't leave, I have more insults."

Zhou Shu snorted coldly, "Don't think that you are the direct disciples of the first vice-master of the Tiangong Pavilion, I will spoil you! Get lost, get lost, I will help you get lost!"

Zhou Shu's patience was almost exhausted. He looked at a few people, and if they dared to say no, he would immediately do it himself.

Just drive people out of the city, even if Cui Lin came to find him, he would have nothing to say.

He and his disciples found this by themselves!

"Wu Zongquan!"

The red-faced disciple surnamed Long said through gritted teeth, "You are a coward! As a soldier casting master, you dare not even compete with us. What qualifications do you have to take over as the head of the Tiangong Pavilion? What qualifications do you have?" , Inherit the casting method of Yuanshi Shenbing?"

"I absolutely do not believe that the walls of Tongguan City were cast by you yourself, you are a liar!"

He shouted at the top of his voice.

I don't know, I thought Zhou Shu lied to him.

Zhou Shu looked at a few people, his heart was at peace, whether it was the aggressive method, or these people were really scolding him, there was no disturbance in Zhou Shu's heart.

"If you don't get out, then I'll help you get out!"

Zhou Shu snorted coldly, took a step forward, the ground shook slightly, streams of light flowed along the streets of Tongguan City.

The design of Tongguan City refers to the city of magic soldiers that Zhou Shu saw back then.

However, the city of magical weapons has weapon spirits, and it can attack and defend by itself without the need for human manipulation.

Tongguan City does not have this ability, it can only accumulate strength by itself, and it needs people to guide it to truly exert its strength.

This person is naturally Zhou Shu.

Seeing that Zhou Shu was about to mobilize the whole city's strength and throw those people far away, the red-faced disciple named Long suddenly yelled loudly.

"Wu Zongquan, I want to gamble with you, I will use a Yuanshi ore vein in my hand to bet with you! If you can beat me in the art of casting soldiers, I will take the Yuanshi mine vein under my name Give it to you!"

"If you lose, then you will never be able to claim to be the direct disciple of the pavilion master of the Tiangong Pavilion, and you must pass on the art of casting soldiers you got from the pavilion master to me!"

The last sentence exposed the wolfish ambition of the red-faced disciple named Long.

I don't know where his self-confidence comes from. Can he easily get his hands on the inheritance of the master of Tiangong Pavilion's art of casting soldiers?

He is not afraid of being slapped to death by the owner of Tiangong Pavilion.

Zhou Shu took back the right foot that was about to step out.

He looked up and down the red-faced man surnamed Long, and he didn't know if this guy hit him by mistake, or he had studied Zhou Shu's character.

Other Zhou Shu doesn't care, he is really interested in this Yuanshi vein.

The remaining Yuanshi in Tongguan City is the batch brought back by Mu Zhixing and Ge Changlong. The number of Yuanshi in that batch is not much, and it cannot withstand the consumption of Zhou Shu.

For Zhou Shu, of course, the more things like Yuan Shi, the better.

He was worried that he had nowhere to look for Yuanshi, but the red-faced disciple named Long came to his door!

Looking at the red-faced disciple named Long, Zhou Shu said slowly, "Only you are qualified to own a Yuanshi mine?"

Hearing Zhou Shu's suspicious tone, the red-faced disciple named Long almost exploded with anger.

What do you mean?

Underestimate me?

Why am I not eligible to own a Primordial Mineral Lode?

Lao Tzu is the direct disciple of the first vice-master of Tiangong Pavilion, and one of the strongest soldiers-casting masters of the younger generation!

My family also controls a big city that is many times bigger than Tongguan City!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He stared at Zhou Shu and said loudly, "If you don't believe me, you can ask them, or you can go out and find out yourself. I, Long Shengwu, never lie!"

"If you are a man, give me a promise, do you dare to compete with me!"

Long Shengwu said loudly, "If you don't dare, then I can understand. After all, you are a liar. In that case, I will let everyone in the world know your true face. You are not the pavilion master at all." Personal disciple, you don't have any skill at casting soldiers, you are lying!"

Zhou Shu looked at Long Shengwu with a cold face.

If Long Shengwu is really allowed to go out and talk nonsense, maybe it will really affect the reputation of Tongguan City.

Although Wu Zongquan's reputation is not important, the reputation of Tongguan City is still very important to Zhou Shu at present.

He also wants to use the name of Tongguan City to go to the place where the spirit fruit was born to make a fortune and fish in troubled waters...

A stern look flashed in the depths of his eyes, and Zhou Shu said coldly, "If you want to compete with the city lord in the art of casting soldiers, just a Yuanshi mine vein is not enough!"

"You guys, who still has the Yuanshi vein?"

Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin's disciples and said.

Except for Long Shengwu, the faces of the other disciples turned dark.

What do you think the Yuanshi vein is?

Chinese cabbage?

Long Shengwu is a disciple of an aristocratic family with a rich family background. We don't have his background.

Where can we find Yuanshi ore veins for you? We haven't even seen much of Yuan Shi.

"No?"

Looking at their silence, Zhou Shu already knew the answer. He looked at a few people, curled his mouth, and said disdainfully, "A bunch of poor ghosts, why join in the fun? There is no Yuanshi mine, so everyone It's enough to collect a few million catties of casting materials."

"If you can show it, then I will give you a chance."

Zhou Shu said coldly, "I'll give you a chance to challenge the city lord!"

"Don't you want to inherit the art of casting soldiers from the master of the Tiangong Pavilion? As long as you can beat me, then there is no problem. Here you are.”

Zhou Shu said casually.

During the process of getting in touch with Jin Kui, Hou Baidong and others, Zhou Shu had long known what the Tiangong Pavilion's soldiers valued most.

The biggest difference between the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion and the other forging divisions of the Tiangong Pavilion is that the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion can forge Yuanshi Shenbing, while the other forging divisions of the Tiangong Pavilion, including the first deputy Master Cui Lin included, couldn't do it.

I don't know if Long Shengwu and the others were sent here on purpose by Cui Lin, but Zhou Shu could imagine that these guys would definitely not be able to refuse the temptation of Yuanshi Shenbing's casting method.

There is no soldier casting master in the world who can refuse this temptation.

Even if Zhou Shu was replaced, if someone told him that he could teach him the technique of casting Yuanshi Shenbing before he accidentally discovered the method of casting Yuanshi Shenbing, he would be willing to pay some price to learn it.

A soldier-caster who doesn't want to cast Yuanshi Shenbing is not a good soldier-caster!

"We don't have Yuanshi ore veins, but we can still scrape together several million catties of military casting materials."

Cui Lin's disciples looked at each other, and they all gritted their teeth and said.

After all, they are the direct disciples of Cui Lin, the first vice-master of the Tiangong Pavilion, and they are also extremely outstanding soldier-casting masters.

Of course, if they really took out millions of catties of soldiers' materials, they themselves would be hurt.

However, Zhou Shu doesn't care whether they will hurt their muscles or bones.

What Zhou Shu cares about is how much benefit he can get from it.

"Okay, are you coming one by one, or together?"

Zhou Shu looked at a few people and said.

Long Shengwu and the others looked at each other, and they all saw the anger in each other's eyes.

They are all geniuses among the soldiers, otherwise, they would not be accepted as disciples by Cui Lin.

How have they ever been so slighted since they were young?

This Wu Zongquan is far inferior to them in age, and his reputation has only just risen, so how dare he underestimate them?

"One by one!"

Long Shengwu gritted his teeth and said, "If we go together, you will think that we are bullying you, and we don't bother to do such things."

"Wu Zongquan, the venue and the method of the competition are all up to you to choose, so that you won't admit it if you lose!"

Long Shengwu said arrogantly.

"It's not that much trouble."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "Isn't it just to try out the art of casting soldiers? Right here, you cast the magic soldiers you are best at, and I will cast the same magic soldiers as you. Whose magic weapon is better? Strong, whoever wins."

"Simple and straightforward, and saves time."

Zhou Shu glanced at several people, and said, "You can start now, it doesn't matter whether you come one by one or all together."

Zhou Shu's tone was very flat, but the arrogance in his words almost broke through the sky.

Long Shengwu and the others were already extremely angry.

"Since you want to bring shame on yourself, you can't blame us!"

A few people were also full of anger. This Wu Zongquan dared to underestimate them so much. They must let Wu Zongquan know how strong their military casting skills are!

The several people looked at each other, opened a distance tacitly, and then began to dig things out.

As a soldier casting master, carrying a casting furnace and casting materials with him is just a basic operation.

Each of them occupied a place, and immediately began to forge their own magic soldiers.

Zhou Shu stood with his hands behind his back, observing the actions of several people, but he himself had no intention of doing anything.

From the corner of Long Shengwu's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Zhou Shu's movements and sneered in his heart. This Wu Zongquan is indeed a liar. It won't be.

I'd like to see how he casts the magic weapon in front of us!

As soon as he thought that he was going to expose Zhou Shu's disguise, Long Shengwu felt his blood boil, and even the casting of soldiers was a little smoother than before.

He himself forgot one thing, if Zhou Shu is really a liar, how could he have the casting method of Yuanshi Shenbing in his hand?

Since he doesn't have the casting method of Yuanshi Shenbing, then even if he loses, what can Long Shengwu and the others get?

Long Shengwu wanted to defeat Zhou Shu wholeheartedly, but he didn't think so much at all. In other words, in his subconscious, he actually admitted that Zhou Shu was the direct disciple of the Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion, but he was not convinced, he was unwilling Admit that Zhou Shu's art of casting soldiers is stronger than him!

Zhou Shu didn't know the complex psychology of people like Long Shengwu, and he was amazed when he saw the actions of these people.

Don't say it, he really deserves to be the direct disciple of the first vice-master of Tiangong Pavilion, and a military caster from a professional background.

The movement of casting soldiers is still very smooth.

It can be seen that the foundation of these people is quite good, and the level of casting soldiers has also entered the room.

The layman watches the excitement, while the expert watches the doorway.

Although the magic soldiers cast by these people can't even see their shadows, just by looking at their movements, Zhou Shu can already tell that these people are indeed the elite of the soldiers.

It's no wonder they are so proud. With such skill in casting soldiers, they are indeed proud.

However, it is obvious that their military casting skills are not as good as those of Jin Kui and Hou Baidong, let alone Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu is now like an elder, testing the growth of the juniors, walking around with his hands behind his back.

Stay in front of a person for a while from time to time, sometimes nodding slightly, as if very satisfied with them.

Long Shengwu and the others were annoyed by his actions.

Several times, even the movements of their hands almost lost their shape.

"Wu Zongquan, can you stop walking around like this!"

Finally, Long Shengwu couldn't stand it anymore, he said loudly.

"If you want to use this kind of inferior method to influence our state of mind and make us fail in casting, then even if you win, you will win by force!"

Long Shengwu said loudly.

Zhou Shu couldn't help but laugh, "As a soldier-casting master, if you are looked at by others, you will fail to make a soldier. With this state of mind, you dare to challenge me? Who gave you the confidence?"

Back then, Zhou Shu was able to forge soldiers on the battlefield, but where is he now?

People like Long Shengwu have extraordinary backgrounds and talents, and they are taught by famous teachers. Their skills in casting soldiers are indeed good.

But in terms of state of mind, any one of the Huaxia Pavilion's military casting masters was probably above them.

They haven't endured any wind and rain at all. If they were replaced by Huaxia Pavilion's soldiers, let alone someone watching them, even if someone pointed a knife at them, they could still continue to make soldiers.

For the sake of the Yuanshi mine and the materials for casting soldiers, Zhou Shu decided to give them a little face so that they would not admit it after losing.

Walking around a few meters away~IndoMTL.com~ Zhou Shu stretched out his hand and called out a recliner from the storage space.

He put the recliner directly on the ground~IndoMTL.com~ and went up, and after a while, there was the sound of snoring.

When Long Shengwu and the others saw this scene, they became more and more sure that Wu Zongquan was a liar!

He has already given up on himself!

"Hmph, you are indeed a liar. Master also said that you are the strongest soldier builder of the younger generation. In my opinion, let alone the strongest, you are not even a soldier builder!"

Long Shengwu snorted coldly in his heart, "Let's expose your true face today, let's see if you still dare to deceive yourself as the disciple of the master of Tiangong Pavilion!"

With this thought in mind, Long Shengwu felt his mind bursting with inspiration. He was confident that this time, he might be able to forge a magic weapon with the highest level in his history!

The rest of the people also had similar ideas. They all tried their best and vowed to show their highest level and forge a magical weapon that can drive Wu Zongquan into the dust!

They will never give Wu Zongquan, a liar, any chance! They will let Wu Zongquan take a look, who is the young generation, the strongest soldier casting master!