Chen Yifan held the magic weapon in his hand and looked shocked.
He has commanded large armies, competed with the imperial army, and participated in the martial arts arena, defeating other heroes in life-and-death battles. Even in the most critical moment, he never showed any hesitation, panic or fear. However, at this moment, he couldn't help but reveal his feelings.
Raising his head and taking a deep look at Ouyang Ming, Chen Yifan said, "Good boy, you really lived up to my expectations."
"General." The old craftsman said with a smile: "This boy does have the talent of an arms forger!"
"Yes, his talent is so high that this general has never seen him before." Chen Yifan nodded repeatedly and said.
The old craftsman shook his head repeatedly and said: "General, please don't spoil him. His level is far from enough."
Chen Yifan, Liu Zhengye and others all shook their heads secretly. Your old man's face is already smiling, and you still pretend to be humble. Who are you kidding...
"Ahem—" Liu Zhengye coughed lightly, took a step forward, and said, "General, since this little brother has forging talent, you can cultivate it. If he succeeds in the future, it will also be your reputation!"
Chen Yifan responded softly and said: "Zhengye, you accompany the old craftsman to the Munitions Department and get a few pieces of precious ore to give the little guy some practice."
"Ah?" the old craftsman said in surprise: "General, this is impossible!"
Chen Yifan waved his hand and said: "If I say it's okay, it's okay. Old Craftsman, if I can cultivate him, I won't be stingy with a few pieces of precious ore." After a pause, he said with a smile: "Don't tell me, Are you afraid that his achievements will surpass yours in the future, so you want to hide him? "
The old craftsman's face suddenly turned red, and he said loudly: "How could I hide it?" He took a breath and said: "Okay, since the general is so generous, my old craftsman will naturally teach you everything. , live up to your kindness.”
Everyone is secretly thinking, if you don't give me all your money, then you are a ghost.
Chen Yifan laughed loudly and said: "Go, go, I'm waiting for your good news."
Liu Zhengye left with the old craftsman and went to the Munitions Department, but Ouyang Ming followed Sui Hezhi out of the camp. As the commander-in-chief of the Western Camp, Chen Yifan was busy with affairs, so it was naturally impossible for him to chat with him.
Now that things have been arranged properly, Old Jiangtou and Ouyang Ming naturally cannot stay here any longer.
Sui Hezhi followed Ouyang Ming all the way to the equipment camp. Ouyang Ming said: "Brother Sui, thank you for sending me off."
Sui Hezhi laughed, opened his mouth, but stopped talking. Finally he sighed and turned to leave.
Ouyang Ming watched him go away and entered the equipment camp.
After walking a few steps, I heard a cold voice from behind: "You, that Ouyang Ming, come here."
Ouyang Ming was startled, turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a stern face waving to him.
This person was no stranger to Ou Yangming. He was Han Changling, an arms forger in the equipment camp.
After hesitating for a moment, Ouyang Ming took a few steps forward and said, "Master Han, what are your orders?"
Han Changling said proudly: "I'm going to forge armor today and I'm short of a helper. Come over and take care of me."
Ouyang Ming opened his mouth and said, "Master Han, I am the old craftsman's assistant."
In the equipment camp, although Old Craftsman is the chief arms forger, he has an eccentric personality and does not want to be called a master, so everyone treats him as Old Craftsman in front of him.
However, the other arms blacksmiths are a group of master blacksmiths.
"Huh, what, you want to use Old Carpenter to suppress me?" Han Changling's eyes flashed and said: "Old Carpenter is not here now, and you are a helper in the equipment camp. I have something to ask you to help, and you still dare to disobey me." Disobey?"
Ouyang Ming felt a chill in his heart. For some reason, he felt that Han Changling's performance was very inappropriate.
In the equipment camp, although the arms blacksmiths are not subordinate to each other, the title of the chief forger is not for nothing. Under normal circumstances, unless Han Changling was crazy, how would he dare to offend the old craftsman.
However, looking at Han Changling's appearance at this moment, he no longer cared.
Ouyang Ming couldn't help but take a step back. He made up his mind that he would never follow Han Changling.
"Master Han, the old man has assigned me a refining task. I have to complete it as soon as possible. Please forgive me." Ouyang Ming bowed before turning around and running away.
However, Han Changling sneered and stepped forward, arriving in front of Ouyang Ming like flying.
His shot was like lightning, and he took it towards Ouyang Ming's shoulder. As long as he is held in his iron palm, Ouyang Ming will definitely be at his mercy.
Ouyang Ming's face changed drastically. Unexpectedly, Han Changling immediately took action without the slightest hesitation or procrastination. However, the more this happened, the more it made him feel palpitating.
With a soft drink, Ouyang Ming reached out and clenched his fist, punching it out hard.
"Boom..."
Punch and palm collided fiercely in mid-air. Ouyang Ming's body felt like being struck by electricity, his chest felt stuffy, and even his throat felt a sweet taste of blood.
Han Changling paused, glanced at Ouyang Ming in surprise, and said, "Very good. It turns out he is already a powerful warrior. No wonder he has the courage to resist."
If an arms blacksmith wants to activate arms, he needs to have plenty of physical strength. However, based on physical strength alone, it is actually difficult to maintain arms for too long. Therefore, generally qualified arms blacksmiths are martial arts practitioners. Of course, martial arts is not the main focus of arms blacksmiths, so Han Changling does not have much strength.
However, it was more than enough to deal with Ouyang Ming, who had just started martial arts.
He stepped out again, with a sarcastic sneer on Han Changling's face. With that punch just now, he had already roughly felt Ouyang Ming's strength. He was only a first-level martial artist. How could such a little guy who had just stepped into martial arts be in his eyes.
Now that I'm prepared, I can naturally get it this time.
Facing that sharp claw, Ouyang Ming felt the wind roaring around him, as if he was in a cage, unable to escape no matter what. Just when he was a little overwhelmed, a purple light flashed in his mind, and he once again entered the mysterious realm where spiritual consciousness was divided into two.
At this moment, everything in the world seemed to slow down.
Although Han Changling's claw was as fierce as before, in Ouyang Ming's eyes it was no longer perfect, but instead looked like a big sieve with holes everywhere.
With his short stature, Ouyang Ming was like a slippery little fish, slithering under Han Changling's armpit.
Of course, being able to do this is the ultimate that he can achieve now. As for counterattacks... He also needs to have this strength first.
At this moment, Ouyang Ming felt a strong sense of unwillingness. If he was successful in martial arts and had the strength to protect himself, how could he be bullied like this
However, the time he has been practicing martial arts now is too short after all. Even with the benefit of swallowing energy and blood, he cannot achieve much.
Han Changling let out a cry of surprise, his face turned slightly dark, and he was actually a little angry with embarrassment.
After being escaped by Ouyang Ming twice in a row, his face was definitely dull. His palms suddenly clenched and Han Changling punched out.
This punch is no small matter. If he just wanted to catch Ouyang Ming before, now he has completely torn his face. If this punch hits, it will be enough to seriously injure Ouyang Ming, and even worse, he may even vomit blood. And died.
Ouyang Ming's face changed drastically. At this time, he became more and more afraid to follow Han Changling because he sensed a strong and powerful murderous intention from the other party. She has no enmity with Han Changling, but why is he suddenly so hostile to her.
At this moment, even a fool knew that Han Changling definitely came here with premeditation. It would be too deceptive if murderous intent was triggered just because of a mere verbal dispute.
However, although he didn't understand why Han Changling was so hostile to him, even if it was to protect himself, he couldn't just sit back and die.
In an absolutely calm state, Ouyang Ming's body suddenly fell down. The wind from the fist blew hard over the top of his head, causing a faint pain in his cheek. However, Ouyang Ming didn't care about the punch above his head, and instead kicked out Han Changling's ankle.
Han Changling screamed, the pain reaching his bones. His eyes were fierce and cold, and he wanted to kill this kid with one punch.
However, when he glanced around, he saw Ouyang Ming darting out in a hurry, and escaped from the equipment camp on his hands and knees.
Han Changling was stunned and his face turned black with anger. It was beyond imagination that this boy was so slippery. He growled lowly: "Stop!" He spread out his body and chased after him.
When Ouyang Ming heard these words, instead of stopping, he ran even more cheerfully.
The two of them left the equipment camp in an instant, and in a dark corner, Zhang Yinfan cursed in a low voice: "Trash." His figure flashed, and he left quietly.
Ouyang Ming had just left the equipment camp when he suddenly saw a familiar figure from behind. His eyes lit up and he shouted like a drowning man grabbing something to save his life: "Brother Sui, help."
The man in front paused, turned around, and immediately chased after him like a whirlwind.
Ouyang Ming's mood relaxed, and he suddenly heard the sound of heavy fists coming from behind, accompanied by a shrill scream.
He turned around and saw Sui Hezhi standing in front of him, looking at Han Changling with a cold face, while Han Changling was clutching his chest, looking like he was in pain.
Sui Hezhi raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Ouyang, did he bully you?"
Ouyang Ming nodded heavily and said, "Yes, he wants to... hit me!"
Sui Hezhi said with a ferocious smile, "Okay, then I'll beat him into a pig's head first."
He took a step forward, his strikes were like lightning, and his fists hit the flesh with a loud bang.
Han Changling howled repeatedly, and in a moment he really turned into a pig's head.
ps: It’s the weekend, and I found that the recommendation votes were not too positive. This should not be allowed! Quick pitch, quick pitch^-^