in the edge

Chapter 420 Forging people is like forging steel

Facing the ink ball rushing toward him, Du Chengfeng hesitated for a moment and then raised his hand to block it.

Originally, he planned to directly use his body to force the attack. Although this was indeed too risky an attempt, now that he has a high-density body, he is much more courageous - first take the opponent's move forcefully, and then look at the opponent. His strength, that is, only after he learned new techniques, did he dare to fight so wildly.

But after thinking about it, Du Chengfeng decided to do it again next time. After all, this ball of ink looked quite disgusting, and even smelled a bit. If you were really splashed with this thing, the damage would not necessarily be great, but it would definitely I won't be able to go out.

However, is this ball of ink really harmless?
As Du Chengfeng blocked the shot, the ink ball was immediately scattered in the air. The ink was splashed on the body of the Yamen servant who was close to him, and the ink immediately seeped into his clothes. At this moment, no matter how slow the Yamen servant was, , had also realized that this ball of ink was extremely dangerous, and the instinctive fear of death sent shivers down the officer's spine.

But even if the officer took off his clothes as quickly as possible, it was already too late.

The ink seemed to be alive and had completely penetrated into the yamen servant's skin.

Along the blood vessels of the arm, the mass of ink went straight up, and in an instant it had already rushed to the shoulder of the yamen servant - and the yamen servant's face had become extremely ugly. However, the yamen servant was also a ruthless person, and he pulled out the knife on the spot. Come on, even if I break my arm, I don't dare to let this ink continue to move forward.

But when he drew the sword, he was half a beat too late.

Just when the Yamen servant drew his sword, dark ink had already poured into the Yamen servant's chest.

"Ultra-high alloy powder high speed steel."

With a loud shout, Du Chengfeng's original height of only six feet was shortened by three inches again, suddenly reduced to five feet seven inches, which is just over 1.7 meters tall.

Although on the surface, his exposed skin is still the color of flesh and blood, but upon closer inspection, the skin has a faint metallic-like hard luster - he has already done it at this moment. Real water cannot be poured in, and even heavy weapons such as swords and axes cannot hurt him even a little bit.

And now, this is the price for being careless and underestimating the enemy. If the ink goes all the way to the chest...

"drink!"

"But not enough! Not enough!"

Du Chengfeng immediately grasped the key to the matter.

And the ink that spread to the arm was directly locked in place.

If the cook hadn't raised his hand to block it, how could their colleagues have died like this?
But Du Chengfeng's side is not having a good time now. You must know that compared to the yamen servant who was just splashed, he directly took the ball of ink with his hand - and now, the whole ball of ink has already It penetrated deeply into his skin and even spread to his shoulders!

There is indeed a better material, which is a top-grade steel material that is far better than pattern steel. Even Du Chengfeng has only heard of the name of this material.

So Du Chengfeng looked at his arm again. His right arm, which had been dyed black by ink, had now returned to blood color, leaving only some gray and black traces, as if it were a strange tattoo wrapped around the entire right arm. ——But as Du Chengfeng exerted force with his right arm, the remaining gray and black marks disappeared.

Although most of the time, his attention is mainly focused on the experience of these weapons themselves, but in fact every time before savoring those experiences, he has to undergo a period of tempering and polishing - that is, the weapons are forged. Memory is a technique used by people to deal with steel.

"hiss--"

"So fast!"

So, in just two moments, the yamen officer's eyes turned white and he fell dead on the spot.

Seeing that the innocent government servant died on the spot, the other government officials were all shocked and looked at Du Chengfeng with a bit more hatred that they dared not express but anger.

You must know that his body has an extremely high density, and the ink can penetrate so quickly. If he were still a giant... he might have turned into a corpse on the spot!
"Really..."

Du Chengfeng Du Chengfeng held his breath and concentrated.

Anyone with a little common sense can understand that after a foreign object enters the heart, it is basically equivalent to declaring death.

Just ordinary patterned steel is not enough. Even though these steels have been tempered for thousands of times, the layered patterns have shown that there are still microscopic gaps in them - microscopic gaps are also gaps. This is still not what he wants. He knows exactly what he wants to achieve, which is density! It is extremely high density!

At this moment, Du Chengfeng inexplicably remembered the memories that he had tasted before and were attached to the weapons.

Du Chengfeng has no idea how to make this kind of steel. After all, powder metallurgy is far beyond the scope of most people's lives. But right now, it doesn't matter even if he can't think of the production process. He just needs to know the concept. enough.

Du Chengfeng clenched his fists.

Du Chengfeng remembered this title.

Isn't that the way the steel cable is spiraling what he is doing now?

Outstanding craftsmen often use repeated forging methods to deal with impurities in steel. After being folded and forged again and again, the texture of the steel will become purer, and the steel itself will also leave layers of forging. The moiré pattern caused by the beating - of course, Du Chengfeng couldn't fold himself like steel, but he knew another way.

Being able to be invaded by the ink itself means that there are still gaps in his body. You have to know that if the density is really high, such as steel, then a needle cannot penetrate, and water cannot splash in. Unfortunately, he thought he had already twisted it. The limit, but now it seems that it is still far away, even further away!
"Just like steel, temper yourself!"

Du Chengfeng let out a sigh of relief.

That was something he saw a long time ago. In that peaceful era when firearms were prevalent, swords were no longer useful, but it was this hard-won peace that allowed those swordsmiths to show off more. There is room for excellence—and among those swordsmiths, some are very good at using twisted steel cables to create blades.

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng's body tightened again.

Under the guidance of this idea, Du Chengfeng vaguely remembered something.

And now, isn't what he is bearing exactly the same as those steel blades?
"There are impurities mixed into the steel! The impurities must be removed!"

"There must be a better way! There must be better materials!"

And his body has become harder than steel itself.

"So I must think of a way... By the way! Density! My density must not be high enough!"

As long as your will is strong enough, you can still make it even if you don't have the relevant craftsmanship!

Driven by a strong will, he really did it.

He was complacent when he had a little bit of ability, thinking how capable he was, and even thought about taking a hit from the opponent to see the opponent's strength... Now it seems that he has underestimated this hero in the world.

"call……"

Du Chengfeng felt ashamed when he thought of what he had just said.

After all, a firm will can change everything.

As an additive for melting the body, the ink with a high carbon content has been completely absorbed by his body and turned into nourishment for the body.

"Actually, there should be more."

Du Chengfeng suddenly felt a pity that this little ink was still too little.

But immediately, he noticed the gazes of the government officials around him.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Du Chengfeng scratched his head.

"You don't think I killed someone, do you? This makes no sense. Are you blind?"

"you……"

The government officials were still too angry to speak out, especially when the cook dared to say that they were blind - but looking in the direction of the cook's finger, they saw that the government servant who had just been stained by ink was actually It also sticks to the ground like Wu Captou, like a hanging painting.

"...Huh?" Seeing this, these government officials realized that the colleague who had been standing with them just now was actually not a human!
"this!"

The frightened government officials immediately scattered in all directions, never daring to gather together again - at this moment, the corpse of the government officials on the ground turned into a ball of ink strangely, and was about to explode on the spot!

"Hey! This is what I want!"

Du Chengfeng stood up and blocked it on the spot. The ink stains on his body not only did not cause any harm to him, but made him laugh.

"This is the only additive needed! Melt it for me!"

Arrogant laughter filled the entire class room, and was also heard by Feiyan in the air.

And Feiyan heard it, which meant that Yuan Zhixian of the county government office heard it.

"This isn't going to kill you?"

Yuan Zhixian was shocked. He suddenly felt that he had made a wrong decision.

Maybe he was right not to take action just now. Although even he himself would regard it as a sign of cowardice, it would at least allow him to continue to maintain his concealment. Now that he is taking action brazenly, it would be useless if he could achieve success with one blow. It's okay, but in this situation, he has directly exposed his existence!
"But it's okay, it's okay."

Yuan Zhixian took a few deep breaths, calmed down his emotions, and tried to calm down.

He just exposed his existence. If he really wanted to be exposed, he had actually been exposed when Feiyan was captured before - but this is a normal thing. As long as two strong men are in a similar range, even if Even without seeing each other, they are aware of each other's presence.

After all, the existence of the strong is so obvious, just like a lone beast in the wilderness. No matter how deliberately you try to hide it, you will leave something that belongs only to you on the road and in the living environment. A unique trace.

But even if he noticed these traces and confirmed that another strong man was nearby, it would be of no use.

After all, he hasn't revealed his location and identity yet.

This is the difference between humans and beasts. Beasts look like beasts at first glance, but as for humans, as long as they wear loose and elegant clothes and look polite, no one can tell who this person is. How strong.

Just like the so-called prime minister in the past, even if he was sitting across from him, he only thought that he was an ordinary martial artist and had no idea that he actually had such abilities.

"I'm still in the dark, and I still have the initiative. As long as I don't take the initiative to expose myself, no one can see through... huh?"

Just when Yuan Zhixian was thinking about the next countermeasures, a Yamen servant rushed in at a trot.

"Sir! It's not good! There are brothers outside who have turned into paper figures! Their faces are all blurry!"

"Oh? Is this happening?"

Yuan Zhixian was shocked.

"There was the skinning case earlier, and now there's the paper figurine. This is just... quick! Where is Capt. Wu? Come to Capt. Wu quickly!"

"Captain Wu, he, he...he has turned into a paper man!"

In panic, even though he had not been able to get along well with Capt. Wu, the government servant who came to report the news was already crying loudly.

"The first one to change was Mr. Wu! He was the first to die!"

"Ah... what should we do?"

Yuan Zhixian paced anxiously.

"How about reporting this matter to the state capital as soon as possible and waiting for someone from above to come..."

"Hey! Why are you running!"

Before Yuan Zhixian could come up with any ideas, a strange figure barged in directly.

"Everyone is checking over there, it's just you!"

Saying this, the man who couldn't even reach six feet away grabbed the Yamen servant who came to report the news.

Then, he turned to look at Yuan Zhixian.

"It's just right. Everyone wants to check it out. You can come too."

"……I?"

Yuan Zhixian was stunned.

"What to check?"

"Paper checker!"

The man pointed outside.

"Everyone is over there, checking for the second time now... Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Du Chengfeng, I am the cook over there, and I am working as an apprentice."

"Du Chengfeng...Du Chengfeng?"

Yuan Zhixian suddenly raised his head.

Although he has never met this man, he has an impression of this name - if he remembers correctly, Jia Wen, who had had a relationship with him before, was named Du Cheng after he became emperor. Feng's man was beaten to death in the Jinluan Hall.

At that time, he secretly thought that it was a pity. After all, he still admired the man named Jia Wen, but now...it was actually him?
"Yes, yes, it's Du Chengfeng."

Du Chengfeng, who was just about to leave, stood still when he heard his name being called from behind.

"If you find it troublesome, just call me Xiao Du or Adu. After all, you look a few years older than me... Wait, what does this smell like?"

"What does it smell like?"

Yuan Zhixian didn't know what he was talking about for a while, but Du Chengfeng on the opposite side was already walking towards him.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and punched.

The arms as thick as pillars instantly expanded, and the entire county government office was punched through - and Yuan Zhixian's figure had already fallen to the only half of the beam, as agile and vigorous as a flying swallow.

"How did you find me!"

At this moment, Yuan Zhixian's face was filled with hatred.

"I obviously didn't expose it at all..."

"It's the smell of ink."

Sniffing, Du Chengfeng raised his fist again.

"You stink so much!"

(End of this chapter)