Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 158 The natal magic weapon
The next morning, Feng Qin returned to his old ways, but because of the sparring at Tangzhong and the fact that he could learn things quickly, he also had no bottleneck.

At this moment, his strength is no longer comparable to that of his peers, so the people who take classes with Feng Qin have changed from Zhou Wenhao and others to disciples from the previous class.

For Feng Qin, the most important thing in class now is to build good relationships with everyone, and the second most important thing is to fight in a group.

Because the depth of his current skills was already sufficient for all the disciples to learn from each other, every time he started a class, the teacher would arrange a multi-person melee at the end.

Sometimes Feng Qin would even be asked to beat up several people, but this was based on the premise that those people were not as good as Feng Qin.

This kind of multiplayer melee, although not as ruthless as Tang Zhong’s group of senior brothers and sisters, is valuable because there are more people and the situation is changeable, so the response must be extremely flexible.

Therefore, the experience Feng Qin gained was no less than that gained in Tang Zhong, which was a case of making up for the quality with numbers.

The most important thing is that it can improve practical combat experience so that you won’t be so helpless when facing a siege by multiple people.

As soon as the get out of class was over, Feng Qin lay on the ground gasping for breath, his chest rising and falling so much that people wanted to poke him.

"I think you've made great progress. It won't be long before you can take classes with me."

Zhong Shaoxiong squatted beside Feng Qin, poking his heaving chest.

Feng Qin had just joined the Tang Sect for ten days when he was arranged to compete with others. Zhong Shaoxiong was the disciple he faced in his first match.

At that time, because I didn't dare to use my heart, I was timid in the fight. In the end, my heart was numb from the beating and I was forced to admit defeat.

However, he did not have too many resentments about the competition that took place several months ago, especially since Feng Qin had invited him for midnight snacks many times afterwards and the relationship between the two was quite harmonious.

"Then don't be as ruthless as these brothers."

Feng Qin panted for a while before sitting up. He felt sad that this group of people not only used their numbers to bully the weak, but also didn't hold back a bit. The most outrageous thing was that once he was at a disadvantage, they became even more excited.

He shouted "Brother Zangzhuo" and started fighting again, then he waved his arms and started to hit me.

Zhong Shaoxiong hummed, then glanced at the bruises on Feng Qin's face that were inadvertently revealed when he lifted up his clothes. He felt a little less envious of his talent and progress.

These injuries don't seem to be caused by just now, which shows that the opponent is not only talented, but also very hardworking.

What's the point of envying people who are both hardworking and talented?

Zhong Shaoxiong thought about it and decided to work hard first before envying this junior brother, then turned and left.

Feng Qin took a short rest and then quickly headed to Zhang Wang's weapon refining room.

I have very little time to practice on my own now, because when the level of the technique reaches 5, the improvement brought by meditation is no longer significant. Only through sparring and the explanations of fellow brothers and teachers can I gain a lot of experience.

So instead of wasting time practicing alone, it is better to come to the refining room to learn.

As the director of the off-campus school, Zhang Wang couldn't stay in the weapon refining room every day, so when he opened the door this time, there was still no one inside.

There were three Guanyuan with distinct parts neatly placed on the table, and one complete one, while the rest were put away.

There was also a note on the table which read:

"Learn to use these three to view the garden, and do not dismantle any more magical instruments!"

Last time, six gardens were demolished. Although Zhang Wang did not hold him accountable, he did not allow him to destroy the treasures like this.

Leaving these three parts of the garden for him to study is the biggest concession we have made.

Feng Qin held the Guanyuan Core and tried to understand it with his Level 4 weapon-refining skills. He found that he still couldn't understand the core part, but he could try to assemble the external parts.

After a while, Feng Qin had pieced together the shape of the Guanyuan Garden. As his understanding of the pieces increased, his experience points increased little by little. After a while, his experience points reached 140.

Feng Qin wiped the sweat off his face and then focused his attention on the destroyed magical weapons.

That was a protective magic weapon made by Ma Xianhong, which had troubled Zhang Wang for many days. If Feng Qin had not given him the hope of accepting a disciple, he would probably still be obsessed with it.

Feng Qin stretched his claws towards the pile of magic weapons. Previously, he could gain more experience from observing these magic weapons than from ordinary magic weapons. But now... when he looked at these magic weapons again, he found that he could no longer increase his experience.

Feng Qin roughly understood the key points. He was able to improve before because he was still looking at these magical instruments from the perspective of instrument refining.

After seeing Ma Xianhong's counterintuitive moves, the first person that came to mind once he came into contact with them was Ma Xianhong's figure.

Since it cannot be explained by equipment refining techniques, how can the experience points be increased?

Feng Qin put it back in its place and turned his gaze to the wall of the refining room.

Now that I know my own level, what I want to do is naturally to continue to improve my weapon refining skills.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will be the only person in the extraordinary circle who has the possibility to practice both weapon refining technique and the Divine Machine Hundred Refining Technique at the same time.

After learning that the two may be different from each other, I have begun to imagine the effect of combining them.

In the past, Feng Qin always felt that the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements was the highest level of weapon refining techniques, and that there was no need to learn weapon refining techniques if one could master the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements.

But after meeting Ma Xianhong, Feng Qin felt something was wrong.

Something is very wrong.

The Divine Machine Hundred Refinements is like a magical skill that requires no cultivation or life. Once you learn it, you can become a god-like being.

But it is ultimately a castle in the air, without any foundation.

If one could gain a firm foothold with the weapon refining technique and then build up the building of the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, the achievement would definitely be much greater than simply the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements.

knock--

Feng Qin was standing in front of the wall, lost in thought, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door behind him.

Looking back, Zhang Wang was standing outside the door with a stern face, pretending to be unhappy:

"How dare you come? Stealing the garden is a serious crime in Tang Sect. The lighter punishment is fifty lashes with a big stick, and the heavier punishment is to destroy your meridians and expel you from Tang Sect!"

His words sounded stern, but there was nothing serious about his tone or expression.

Feng Qin hurriedly gave him a step down, rushed to his side, bent down to hold his arm, and said with a broken heart:

"I know I was wrong. I only found out about it after Old Han told me. But I had to go on a mission for Senior Sister Tao at that time, so I didn't have time to change..."

The steps were enough, and Zhang Wang glared at him fiercely.

You didn't say a word about the demolition of six gardens.

But Zhang Wang had no intention of punishing Feng Qin, so he just let the matter go.

After all, once it is mentioned, it is not a problem that can be solved by just giving an excuse.

Guanyuan holds great importance in the Tang Sect. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the sacred artifact of the Tang Sect.

Walking into the weapon refining room, he was just about to ask Feng Qin if today was the time to practice making the Black Turtle Robe again.

Then I found the assembled Guanyuan shape lying on the table.

No flaws, all the lines match.

Zhang Wang looked for a long time before turning his head to look at Feng Qin behind him.

"You spelled this?"

Feng Qin nodded, and his voice became particularly soft, with some unconcealable joy as he said:
"Well, why don't we pick out your [Life Weapon] today?"

(End of this chapter)