Lingtai Xianyuan

Chapter 203 To Become a Great Warrior

"when……"

Suddenly there was a sound of hammering iron, and everyone couldn't help turning their heads to look, and saw Hou Ding swinging a hammer, hammering one hammer after another, and sparks sprayed out in a fan shape.

Yang Chen looked at Hou Ding with a blank expression, then the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a smile.

"Dangdangdang..."

Hou Ding focused on striking the iron. From his movements, Yang Chen could see that he had improved a lot.

"It seems that I have gained some insights from my blacksmithing just now!"

Yang Chen found a scabbard suitable for his long knife from Hou Ding's blacksmithing room, put the long knife in the scabbard, and carried it on his back, watching Hou Ding forge, shape, and then forge with everyone , Quenching, Kaifeng.Hou Ding held the long sword he made in both hands, and tears flowed down. After wiping it, the tears flowed out again.

Yang Chen was taken aback for a moment, didn't he just forge a mid-grade high-quality long sword?Do you need to be so excited?

Do people in their forties have the nerve to cry like this?
However, Hou Ding soon let Yang Chen realize that the current tears are nothing but pediatrics, so Hou Ding's tears flowed more and more, then he began to cry softly, and finally wept loudly.

Yang Chen looked around and saw that the other eight weapon masters didn't have any intention of making fun of Hou Ding on their faces, instead they all looked envious.

"So, Hou Ding's wailing is not an exaggeration?"

Yang Chen really didn't understand these weapon masters. In fact, he didn't have much time to learn forging, and he had never been exposed to this profession before, so he didn't understand the suffering of this profession at all.

Just imagine, Liu Shengjing, who is famous all over the world and is known as the number one blacksmith, is just making a top-grade boutique.

But now what?

In just a few months, Hou Ding has risen from a person who can only make ordinary weapons to a person who can make middle-grade high-quality weapons.

He had already surpassed Liu Shengyun, and he was only one step away from Liu Shengjing, and he knew that as long as he followed Yang Chen closely, he might be able to truly surpass Liu Shengjing in a short time.

After all, Yang Chen will be staying at Shanghai University for four years, which gives them a chance to learn up close.

"Brother Hou, congratulations!"

At this time, the eight weapon divisions congratulated Hou Ding one after another. Hou Ding wiped his tears and said with embarrassment on his face:

"Let everyone laugh!"

"We also want to make you laugh, but we don't have that ability!" The tone of the eight weapon masters was full of regret.

"Okay!" Yang Chen stepped forward and patted Hou Ding's shoulder and said, "Congratulations!"

"Thank you, president, thank you, president. It's almost evening, and I invite the president and you all to have dinner."

Yang Chen nodded with a smile. He could see the admiration and respect in Hou Ding's eyes, as well as the eagerness in the eyes of others. This is an opportunity to enhance cohesion, and Yang Chen certainly would not refuse.

It was after seven o'clock that Yang Chen returned to the dormitory of Shanghai University through the night.

Hou Ding returned to the weapons shop, and immediately posted the video of Yang Chen's forging on the website of the Weapons Masters Association, and immediately countless weapons masters sent out posts.

"The president has forged weapons!"

"It was uploaded by Hou Ding, has the president gone to Shanghai?"

"You don't care about the president too much. Even if you are a foreigner, you can't help but care about the president. Don't you know that the president is the number one student in the college entrance examination this year and went to Shanghai University?"

"Wow, doesn't this make Hou Ding cheap?"

"envy, jealousy, hate!"

"Envy, envy, hate plus one!"

"What are you talking about? You idiots, aren't you watching the video? Don't you think the President is different today?"

The post fell silent all of a sudden, and no one posted any more.Until the end of the video, a large number of posts flooded up like a roar.At this time, everyone in the world who was watching the video of Yang Chen building weapons stood up with his heart boiling, and his typing hands were trembling.

"The president actually created a top-grade famous utensil!"

"Create a top-grade famous utensil with a hammer!"

"Our blacksmiths also have people who can create top-grade famous utensils!"

"No, we are not blacksmiths, we are weapon masters!"

"Yes! We are weapon masters!"

"I feel like my blood is boiling, I haven't felt this way in a long, long time. I tell you, I'm crying right now, really crying, and my wife Laura is asking me why I'm crying."

"I'm crying too! My previous life made me hopeless, but now I'm full of hope. I will work hard to improve my forging technology, and when I create my first high-quality weapon, I will propose to my beloved, Zhao Yingying."

"Am I the only one who pays attention differently from you? I don't pay attention to the fact that the president creates a top-grade famous utensil. Is it strange that the president creates a top-grade famous utensil? I firmly believe that in the near future, the president will Able to forge treasures."

"This wave of flattery has won 666! But I also firmly believe that the president will be able to create treasures, even artifacts in the near future!"

"I give ten points to this flattery! But I also firmly believe that the president will be able to create treasures, even artifacts, in the near future. The president is the beacon of our lives!"

"Please pay attention to the main point I said. The point is not that the president can create famous weapons, treasures, or even artifacts. It's that the president in the video is different from before.

how to say?It's just different, I can't describe that feeling, am I the only one who feels this way? "

Hou Ding sat in front of the computer with a smile on his face, typed two words on the keyboard, and passed them on.

"Master!"

The whole post area was silent, and then Wang Xiaoyu, who had been insisting that the president behaved differently, immediately uploaded a post that could literally feel his excitement.

"Yes, yes, it is the master! The master! That kind of feeling is like the grand master's demeanor."

"I want to watch it again!"

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

"..."

Near midnight, Yang Chen came out from the Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai, took a shower, then lay on the bed, and picked up his mobile phone.He knew that Hou Ding would post the video of himself building weapons on the weapons division website, and he also wanted to see the reactions of the weapons divisions all over the world to see if there could be some cohesion.

Log in to the weapon division website, and then saw a large number of posts, most of them were surprised at Yang Chen being able to create a top-grade famous weapon, most of the middle part were excited and admiring Yang Chen, and almost all of them were surprised at the end. They were all flattering Yang Chen.

A smile appeared on Yang Chen's face. There is no doubt that the Armorers Association's cohesion has been improved because of this video.In the last few pages of the post, Yang Chen's smiling expression gradually froze.

@常长, you have a transcendent talent in the field of forging weapons, why not put all your energy on forging weapons, we believe that you will become a real weapon master!

@市长, agree with the upstairs, once the president becomes a real grandmaster, our Armorer Association will definitely grow rapidly and become the same Armorer Association as the Alchemist and Talisman Association.

@General President, we are willing to follow you!
@General President...

Yang Chen stared at the screen of the phone, but his thoughts drifted away, countercurrent for a long time, recalling the scenes that happened before he was 15 years old.

"Yang Chen, you are not suitable for martial arts."

On the Yang family's training ground, a group of five, six or seven-year-old children stood there, and in front of them stood the Yang family's instructor, Yang Shanhai.Yang Shanhai is the second grandpa's son. He used to be a martial artist, but he was seriously injured in the battle with monsters, and his cultivation level fell to the level of a great warrior. He stayed in the family to train the third generation of the Yang family.And these children standing on the training ground at this time are all the children of the third generation of the Yang family, and the children of some other people in the Yang family camp.

At this time, Yang Shanhai's voice clearly reached the ears of more than 100 children.

None of the children standing on the training ground showed surprise expressions. The look in their eyes seemed to be that they knew the result a long time ago, and almost none of the children turned their eyes away to look at the one standing in the team. Still very immature, but very handsome child.

The child clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white from the exertion.Gritting his teeth tightly, his eyes were full of stubbornness.

"Yang Chen, don't waste your time. Spend your energy on culture classes and do civil work in the future, and help the Yang family as well." Yang Shanhai's voice did not disappear because of Yang Chen's stubbornness.

Yang Chen, who is only six years old, although he is stubborn, is a child after all, under Yang Shanhai's gaze, he can't help but look at the children around him, those children who can play with him, he wants to get encouragement from those children's eyes , is supported.

but……

No!

Not a single child cast an encouraging look at him, some looked away, some were cold and emotionless, and some were contemptuous and disdainful.

Six-year-old Yang Chen felt very wronged, wronged why Uncle Shanhai treated him like this, wronged those children who used to play well, why changed.But he didn't shed tears, and waited until he returned home, a pair of calloused hands rested on his shoulders.

"Chenchen, don't be discouraged!"

Little Yang Chen looked up at his father, and then burst into tears.

"Dad... woo woo..."

Yang Shanhai called Yang Shanyue about Yang Chen's unsuitability for martial arts training. Yang Shanhai didn't think he had done anything wrong. Yang Chen started practicing martial arts with him when he was three years old. Now he is six years old, and his progress is negligible. If he continues to practice, it will be a waste , is also delaying Yang Chen's future, why not focus on the culture class.So, before Yang Chen went home, Yang Shanhai had already called Yang Shanyue.

"Chenchen, don't cry!" Yang Shanyue gently stroked Yang Chen's head.

"Father, am I really not suitable for martial arts?" Yang Chen raised his teary face and looked at Yang Shanyue.

"How come?" Yang Shanyue had a gentle smile on his face: "Uncle Shanhai is joking with you."

"Then can I go to practice martial arts with Uncle Shanhai tomorrow?" Yang Chen's eyes lit up.

"Not going!" Yang Shanyue shook his head lightly.

Yang Chen's gaze dimmed again, Yang Shanyue stroked Yang Chen's head and said, "Because we are leaving the capital."

"Leaving the capital?" Little Yang Chen had a look of surprise on his face.

"Dad was transferred to the West City, and you and Mom went to the West City with Dad. When you get there, if you want to practice martial arts, you can continue to practice!"

Yang Chen raised his face: "I want to practice, I will definitely be able to do it!"

"Okay, Dad trusts you. Wash your face and go out to play first."

After Yang Chen washed his face, as usual, he went out to play with the children in the compound. He just walked out of the house not far away, and saw a dozen children playing not far away. They saw Yang Chen, among them A child pointed at Yang Chen and said:
"Yang Chen, I have heard that you are a piece of trash, not suitable for martial arts, and you were kicked out by Yang Shanhai."

"Zheng Tong, you are talking nonsense!" Yang Chen clenched his fists.

"I'm talking nonsense?" Zheng Tong's face was full of contempt: "The whole compound knows, you are a piece of trash."

Yang Chen felt in a trance that Yang Shanhai really didn't want him anymore, it was his father who lied.There was panic in his eyes, but then became firm again.

"Even if I go to an ordinary school, I will still be a great warrior."

"It's great garbage, hahaha..."

A dozen or so children looked at Yang Chen and laughed.

Yang Chen, who was lying on the bed, gradually woke up from the memory, put the phone aside, and looked at the roof.

"That's right. If I spend all my energy and time on developing and growing the Weapons Division Association, the Weapons Division Association will definitely develop at a high speed. I will also have a high status and earn a lot of money.

but……

I still want to be a great warrior! "

September [-]st.

Yang Chen and Cheng Li walked towards the teaching building together, and the first class today was to explain Qingyun Kung Fu.Although Yang Chen and Cheng Li have their own cultivation techniques, they will not practice the Qingyun Kungfu of Shanghai University.However, the two of them decided to listen to it anyway.

"I have opened up 79 meridians, and I will definitely become a great warrior!"

Yang Chen walked into the large lecture hall full of confidence. This morning, Yang Chen went to three classrooms and listened to Qingyun Gong and two martial arts respectively.

Each teacher has a wealth of teaching experience, which benefited Yang Chen a lot. After comprehending by analogy, he gained some insight into his own cultivation.

In the afternoon, Yang Chen went to the practice area of ​​Shanghai University.In the training area, there are different training rooms ranging from one gravity to ten times gravity, and Yang Chen is going to practice martial arts in the five gravity room.

"Ok?"

Yang Chen was standing in front of a map hanging on the wall of the hall on the first floor. The map marked the training items on each floor.Yang Chen's gaze was firmly attracted by the three words.

Exercise room!
"What is the training room? Is it a place to practice posture?"

Yang Chen strode towards the service desk, where there were students who were earning points in rotation.Answering the questions asked.

"Senior!" Yang Chen stood in front of the service desk.

The senior looked up and saw Yang Chen, his expression changed slightly, now who is a student of Shanghai University who doesn't know Yang Chen?
That's a character who beats through the streets of old students!
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(End of this chapter)