The Order of Purple Thorn

"He will." Principal Gu shook his head.

Just then, Nan Feng arrived at the Discipline Hall, and was led by a guard into the Discipline Hall.

"The President is here. Nan Feng said that he would come to receive punishment, there's no need to supervise him." Nan Feng cupped his hands towards Principal Gu and Huo Zhen.

"Hall main adult, how many days do you think this confinement is appropriate?" Nan Feng looked at Huo Zhen.

"Then how many days do you think is appropriate?" Huo Zhen put down the teacup in his hands. He felt that Nan Feng was very interesting.

"It's too light, so it's formal. It's not enough to convince the masses. It's too heavy, so it's not appropriate. After all, I have my reasons. I think ten days is enough, right?" Nan Feng thought for a while and said.

"Ten days, eight days …" "I thought you would say that for a day or two, and then settle the matter." Principal Gu said as he looked at Nan Feng.

Nan Feng nodded, confirming his words once again. There were some things that he really didn't care about.

Finally, after Huo Zhen asked the Principal Gu and Nan Feng for their opinion, they were confined for seven days.

As for the announcement of the punishment, Nan Feng was puzzled. The reason that the Principal Gu's decision was announced to the public was because Nan Feng disrespected his teacher and had him locked up for seven days.

Although he was unhappy, Nan Feng still accepted it.

Principal Gu looked at Nan Feng and left.

"Rest assured, kid. I understand that you've suffered a bit. Good wine and good meat, I'll arrange them for you." Huo Zhen waved and called over a Senior Student who was on duty in the Discipline Hall, following that he gave some instructions.

Senior Student brought Nan Feng and entered the confinement room, "If you need anything, just say it, I will do what I can."

"Thank you senior." Nan Feng cupped his hands towards Senior Student.

"Haha!" "You're too courteous, you're in confinement. Anyone with this kind of treatment has never heard of it!" Senior Student laughed. He had heard the exchanges between Principal Gu, Huo Zhen and Nan Feng, so he did not dare underestimate Nan Feng, the new Student. No matter which region he was in, being able to be first place was definitely not a simple task.

Then, he came along with Summer and Ah Li, bringing Nan Feng food.

"Are you sure you don't have to go this far?" Through the fence, He Yi scolded.

"Haha!" It's nothing. It's just a seven day confinement. " Nan Feng said while smiling, he did not really care about the seven days of confinement.

"I'll bring you the lamp later, as well as the paper and pen. I'll also send you some other information. While you're in confinement, take care of this matter for me." He Yi said to Nan Feng.

"Sure, that won't be a problem." Nan Feng knew and what he meant was the transformation of the Weapons.

At night, He Yi and Ah Li brought over a small table, a lamp, a pen and paper, and over ten diagrams.

However, the Senior Student who looked after the confinement room did not care, as even the hall master had instructed them to take special care of him, so there was no point in stopping him now. Furthermore, he also knew the position that He Yi held in the College.

Holding the Weapon Map and looking at it, Nan Feng felt that it was very inferior. Sabre s, Long Sword s, pikes, big bows, they were all normal things.

After thinking for a while, Nan Feng started to design the military blade. The dog-leg scimitar that could cut throat in close combat, the military blade with a bloody groove, the Zhanmadao that was suitable for using both of his hands, etc.

Nan Feng designed a dozen or so sketches of the close-combat Weapons.

After thinking for a while, he came up with an idea. Nan Feng then started to draw the picture, he planned to let He Yi get some benefits from it. Once it was designed and built, it would be a great improvement in a bow and arrow civilization.

On the third day, when Ah Li came to deliver food, he told Ah Li to let him know when the time comes.

Ah Li went back for a while and finished eating.

Nan Feng followed the window and gave the blueprints he designed to He Yi.

He Yi stood in front of the window and looked at the map one by one, his brows knitted tightly. She was a Cultivator, and naturally understood weapons, the more he looked, the more he felt that Nan Feng's design was reasonable. When she saw the hand crossbow, she was stunned.

"Nan Feng, will creating this work the same as you described?" Lin Yi showed the blueprint of the hand crossbow to Nan Feng.

"Sure, but you have to tell the person you want to give it to, I have no objections if you use it to protect your country. If you use it to invade, or to kill, I, Nan Feng will not sit idly by and do nothing. Nan Feng said to He Yi.

Nan Feng and He Yi looked at each other through the iron window, but neither of them said a word.

's bottom line was that he could not kill innocents. He had only been willing to design this after hearing and listening to it for six hundred years and seeing that the Purple Thorn Empire had not expanded nor decreased in size.

He Yi looked at Nan Feng because if the news of Nan Feng taking out something were to spread, it would shake the whole world. The hand crossbow would promote the reform of the weapon.

"I promise you, I will arrange this myself." He Yi nodded towards Nan Feng.

"Alright then, I need to train." With that said, Nan Feng pulled out his Hundred Sabres and began to cultivate the knife technique.

She knew that a Hundred Sabres design would cause some problems, and if she were to hand the hand crossbow over, the problems that it would cause would be even more serious. After thinking for a while, He Yi planned to press the matter down, and when the results of the Hundred Sabres treatment from the Capital City side came out, she would then proceed with the hand crossbow's arrangements.

Nan Feng stayed very comfortably in the confinement room. Every day, Ah Li and the stone would bring him food, so he did not delay his cultivation.

On the morning of the seventh day, the Senior Student opened the confinement room's door as the sun rose.

Smiling at the stone, Nan Feng followed it back to their dwelling and then washed it. These seven days, everything was fine, but it was also a fact that he couldn't take a bath. In addition, according to the old saying, he had to take a bath to vent his bad luck.

When Nan Feng arrived, he started to cultivate.

After he appeared, he looked at Nan Feng, then drank his tea and thought.

Originally, when he saw the Hundred Sabres, He Yi thought that Nan Feng had obtained it from somewhere else.

When she first saw the Hundred Sabres, she only thought that it was not bad, but she did not pay much attention to it.

Afterwards, Nan Feng designed all kinds of Weapon Map, and it was more rational than the current Weapons. The most shocking thing was the hand crossbow's design, she had studied it and there were no problems with it in every aspect. After designing it, all the flaws on the bow and arrows had changed.

"Nan Feng, come over." After seeing that Nan Feng had finished his round of cultivation, Xia Zhi Yi waved at Nan Feng.

"He Yi." Nan Feng cupped his hands towards He Yi.

"After entering the confinement room twice, you still know the rules? Sit!" He Yi nodded towards Nan Feng.

"Master, what's the matter?" Nan Feng asked after he sat down.