God Soldier Atlas Chapter 403

"Crackling-"

The sound of burning flames echoed in the courtyard of the Tongguan City City Lord's Mansion.

Occasionally, the sound of various metal collisions is mixed in it.

On this trip, Cui Lin brought a total of five disciples, led by that Long Shengwu.

These five disciples are also all the direct disciples of Tiangong Pavilion's first deputy pavilion master Cui Lin.

The reason why Cui Lin brought them here was because he thought that if Wu Zongquan could really be the master of Tiangong Pavilion, then let his own disciples help Wu Zongquan.

The other day, Wu Zongquan really became the pavilion master, and these five disciples could also have a good future.

Cui Lin could not have imagined that just after he left, his five disciples went straight to the door. The relationship was not good, but they started to provoke.

Of course, Zhou Shu did not take the provocations of these people to heart.

Don't look at Long Shengwu, who are much older than Zhou Shu, but in terms of experience, they can't compare with Zhou Shu at all.

In terms of mentality, Zhou Shu looked at these people as if he were looking at a few juniors.

Seeing that Long Shengwu's five people were working hard to cast the magic weapon, Zhou Shu was lying on the reclining chair leisurely, as if he had completely forgotten about the competition.

But it's not that casting magic weapons should not be distracted. Long Shengwu would like to ask Zhou Shu, are you giving up your struggle completely?

He is now waiting for the moment when his magic weapon is cast. When that time comes, he must teach this Wu Zongquan a lesson!

The casting of the magic weapon is not a momentary thing.

It is normal for it to take months, or even years, to cast a soldier.

Of course, Long Shengwu and the others would not spend years in Tongguan City for a competition. They all chose the magic weapon they were most familiar with to cast.

Without sleep, only half a month later, Long Shengwu, the most powerful soldier among the five, has already begun to take shape.

In the past two weeks, Zhou Shu, in addition to sleeping, just leisurely watched the five people cast soldiers, but he himself never started work.

Seeing that his magic weapon was about to be cast, Long Shengwu was also full of excitement, and he even gave Zhou Shu a provocative look.

The corners of Zhou Shu's mouth raised slightly, these boys were average in casting soldiers, and their arrogance was not small.

"Did you think you were going to win?"

Zhou Shu paced and slowly came to Long Shengwu.

He looked at the magic weapon that had already been formed in the casting furnace. This magic weapon had already completed 90% of the process, and it could basically be regarded as a successful casting.

In just a dozen days, a magic weapon was cast, which is already considered a very good level for ordinary soldiers.

Long Shengwu is also proud now, and this time, he even performed a little bit beyond the norm.

This time, he was 100% sure that he could slap Zhou Shu in the face.

"Hmph, Wu Zongquan, don't worry, even if you lose, as long as you are willing to admit that you are a liar, I will not kill you, I will spare you."

Long Shengwu separated his mind and said.

"Really? Then I have to thank you."

Zhou Shu's eyes stared at the casting furnace for a moment, as if to see clearly the appearance of the magic weapon.

"However, let's talk about you winning first."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Shu raised his hands.

"call--"

Between his hands, two fire dragons suddenly sprang up, startling Long Shengwu.

Long Shengwu hurriedly played a series of magic tricks, and only then did he stabilize the flame in his casting furnace.

He was just frightened by Zhou Shu, and he almost failed the casting.

"what are you doing!"

Long Shengwu said angrily after confirming that there was no problem with his magic weapon.

"Alright!"

Zhou Shu did not answer him, but spoke calmly.

I saw the fire dragon entwined between his hands, exuding a fiery breath.

All kinds of materials for casting soldiers flew from nowhere, and Ruyan was thrown into the forest and thrown into the flames.

Long Shengwu's eyes suddenly widened.

He stared at the casting materials that were thrown into the flames.

Those materials for casting soldiers were very familiar to him.

The magic weapon he is casting is made of these casting materials, and he knows this better than anyone.

"What is he doing?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Long Shengwu's heart, "Does he want to use the same casting materials to make magic weapons?"

"No, he doesn't have a casting furnace, how can he cast a magic weapon?"

Long Shengwu's heart was already a mess.

He has clearly determined that this Wu Zongquan is a liar, he does not know the art of casting weapons at all, and the magic weapons he used before were all cast by others...

But what happened in front of him now made him a little stunned.

This Wu Zongquan, not only can cast soldiers, but also can cast soldiers with bare hands without using a casting furnace?

How is this possible?

"Boom-"

At this moment, there were two muffled noises around, and a man stood up in dismay. The casting furnace in front of him had already burst open.

He also saw the movement here. Under the shock, his luck was not as good as Long Shengwu's.

Fryer means he loses.

The expressions of the other four became a little ugly. They didn't dare to be too distracted, they all focused on their casting furnace, and only glanced at Zhou Shu, who was standing in front of Long Shengwu, from the corner of their eyes.

The temperature in the air was still rising, and that temperature made Long Shengwu already feel some discomfort.

What made Long Shengwu even more uncomfortable was that after those casting materials were submerged in the flames between Zhou Shu's hands, they began to melt and fuse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After all, Long Shengwu was the direct disciple of the first deputy pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, and he was quite accomplished in casting soldiers.

How could he not see that Zhou Shu was indeed casting soldiers!

And the speed at which he casts soldiers is many times faster than that of himself and others!

In less than an hour, he has already completed the steps that he needs to complete in a whole day.

Long Shengwu has now seen that every step of Zhou Shu's casting is exactly the same as himself.

He is using the same casting materials, the same steps, and casting the same magic weapon himself!

This discovery made Long Shengwu a little uncertain!

This Wu Zongquan has mastered his own formula for casting soldiers just by watching him cast soldiers?

The magic weapon that I want to forge is my own unique magic weapon.

This Wu Zongquan, it is absolutely impossible to see his own formula for casting soldiers before!

How could it be possible to master your own army casting formula at a glance? Even the master can't do it!

But apart from this possibility, Long Shengwu really couldn't think of any other explanation.

What made him even more puzzled was that Zhou Shu's steps in casting soldiers were almost exactly the same as his, but in every step, he felt that Zhou Shu had done more harmoniously than him.

Long Shengwu was reluctant to admit it, but just by watching Zhou Shu's steps in casting soldiers, he actually discovered a lot of his own problems.

He felt that he had a deeper understanding of the casting method of this divine weapon!

If Long Shengwu was not the direct disciple of the first deputy pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, if he did not have such a good talent for casting soldiers, if he did not have such a good vision, maybe he would not be so uncomfortable.

It is because of his talent, ability, and vision that he is now painfully wanting to commit suicide.

At this time, if he still can't see that Zhou Shu's skill in casting soldiers is far beyond his imagination, then he will be in vain as the big disciple of the first deputy pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion.

He feels like a clown now, jumping around in front of others for so long, but they only need to raise their hands to rub him on the ground.

No wonder Wu Zongquan had been sleeping on the reclining chair before, he didn't give up struggling completely, he didn't put himself in his eyes at all.

The art of casting soldiers is not at the same level as his own.

Thinking of this, Long Shengwu suddenly felt ashes.

"boom--"

With an explosion, the casting furnace in front of Long Shengwu also exploded.

The flames mixed with the fragments of the divine weapon scattered everywhere.

Long Shengwu seemed to be stupid, he didn't know how to avoid it, and he didn't know how to resist.

Zhou Shu frowned slightly, flicked his sleeves gently, and a force had already rolled up the fragments of the divine weapon.

This Long Shengwu has both talent and ability, but this psychological endurance is really bad.

Cui Lin's disciples are like flowers and plants in a greenhouse, and they have experienced too little wind and rain.

Yes, they are geniuses, and they were even accepted as disciples by the first deputy pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion.

Otherwise, they would not be able to provoke Zhou Shu in person.

Anyone with a little brains can understand that even if Zhou Shu is not a direct disciple of Tiangong Pavilion's pavilion master, he must have some skills.

Before he figured out his background, he was so reckless and provocative, wasn't he courting his own death?

After all, Long Shengwu's experience is still too shallow, so they let themselves fall into such an embarrassing situation.

While controlling the fire dragon between his hands, Zhou Shu said, "Long Shengwu, do you want to continue?"

While the fire dragon was circling, the materials for casting the soldiers were still fused together, and the shadow of a magic weapon was already looming.

Anyone with discerning eyes can see that this magic weapon will soon be successfully cast.

Long Shengwu's body was covered with black ashes, and he was described as extremely embarrassed, and his face was ashen.

He knew he had lost, and he had lost horribly.

"I lost."

Long Shengwu said.

As soon as he said a word, his whole body's strength receded like a tide, and the whole person slumped to the ground weakly.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous.

His behavior is so ridiculous.

I thought I could teach Wu Zongquan a lesson, but I never thought that I was an ignorant clown at all.

Master is right, Wu Zongquan is the strongest soldier of the younger generation.

No, his skill in casting soldiers may not even match his master!

For such a person to challenge him without his own ability, this is really self-inflicted and cannot live!

"The magic weapon you want to cast is the same as mine?"

Long Shengwu raised his head and looked at Zhou Shu, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Although he conceded defeat, he still couldn't believe it. Zhou Shu just glanced at the process of casting his soldiers, and he directly mastered his unique formula for casting soldiers, and he improved it even better.

"The magic weapon you want to forge is a thick-backed straight sword. The blade is three feet three inches long, and the blade is one point. With the blessing of Ling Yuan, it can emit several sword lights..."

Zhou Shu raised his eyelids, glanced at Long Shengwu, and said casually.

The light in Long Shengwu's eyes disappeared, that's right!

What Wu Zongquan said was the magic weapon he was going to cast. From shape to power, it was the same.

He can really master his own army casting formula at a glance!

"How did you do it?"

Long Shengwu was unwilling to say that this formula for casting soldiers was created by himself after many years of painstaking research and countless attempts.

He couldn't believe it, Zhou Shu just glanced at it and saw it directly.

"The art of casting soldiers is inseparable from its origins."

Zhou Shuping said calmly, "As long as you understand the basic principles, and you are more familiar with the casting materials, anyone can do it."

Long Shengwu's eyes widened, anyone can do it?

are you joking?

The casting formula of a piece of magic weapon, from the combination of casting materials, to the temperature of casting the soldiers, are all different by a thousand miles.

To be able to see the casting formula with the naked eye, what kind of attainments do you need to be able to do this?

Is there anyone who can really understand the thousands of changes in the casting materials?

The art of casting soldiers is inseparable from its original roots. Who would dare to say that he has mastered all the basic skills of the art of casting soldiers?

"It's a pity that you lost, so now it's not that I should teach you the art of forging soldiers, but you should hand over the bet you promised me."

Zhou Shu did not continue the topic, but said.

"Where is the Yuanshi lode you mentioned? Did you have it delivered, or did I get it myself?"

Zhou Shu's voice also had a hint of excitement.

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, that is a peerless treasure that cannot be found.

He is lacking in the beginning of Tongguan City, Long Shengwu, a good man.

"This--"

Long Shengwu panicked.

Before, he made a lot of nonsense and used the Yuanshi ore vein as a bet to compete with Zhou Shu. At that time, he was extremely confident and did not believe that he would lose at all.

The Yuanshi ore vein is a bet, he is simply bragging!

That's right, his Long family did master a Yuanshi ore vein, but it wasn't his own Long Shengwu.

Even the Yuanshi ore vein could not be regarded as belonging to their Long family.

Every piece of Yuanshi collected from the Yuanshi ore must be handed over to the sacred.

No one, even a false god, is qualified to occupy Yuanshi.

He Long Shengwu, how could he come up with a Yuanshi vein?

"Can't you take it out?"

Zhou Shu's face sank, and he said coldly.

"no--"

Long Shengwu's originally black-red face became even more black and red. He defended without shame, "Yuanshi belongs to the sacred, even if I give you the mine, you can't use it privately."

"That's my business."

Zhou Shu snorted coldly, "I only ask you now, where is the Yuanshi ore vein?"

Long Shengwu's face was hot. He didn't know how to explain it. No matter how he explained it, it wouldn't change the fact that he was talking nonsense.

He lost the battle of casting soldiers, but he couldn't make the bet he promised himself.

If it's a rogue, it doesn't matter, just renege on the debt.

With Tiangong Pavilion's first deputy pavilion owner as his backing, who could kill him?

But Long Shengwu is simply a young master who hasn't experienced much ups and downs. He is not a rogue.

He couldn't do anything rude at all.

He didn't want to be rude, but he couldn't hand over the Yuanshi ore vein, and for a while, Long Shengwu wanted to find a stone and hit him to death.

"Long Shengwu, if you want to cheat, then I will go to Cui Lin and ask him what the disciples he taught are all shit!"

Zhou Shu looked at Long Shengwu and said coldly.

"This matter has nothing to do with my master!"

Long Shengwu hurriedly said, "Wu Zongquan, the one who lost to you is me, and the one who promised to gamble with you is also me. What's the matter, come at me, don't involve my master!"

"Hmph, I don't want to involve Cui Lin, you are just like a man."

Zhou Shu snorted coldly, "I'm willing to admit defeat, what do you say about the bet."

"I think you are also someone of some origin. If you can't pay the bet, then I will ask the family behind you to ask for it."

Zhou Shu narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Long Shengwu only felt cold all over, like falling into an ice cave.

He was born in the Long family, and is the youngest son of the current Dragon family's head, and he is considered quite a person in the Long family.

But his value is far less than a Yuanshi vein.

It is impossible for the family to give up the Yuanshi ore vein in his hand just because of his bet!

"waste!"

Zhou Shu scolded.

Long Shengwu was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but he had no way to refute it.

"Long Shengwu is a waste, can't afford to bet, you guys, aren't you kidding me too?"

Zhou Shu's eyes fell on the other four.

The four of them turned pale and shook their heads.

Fortunately, the bet they promised was the material for casting soldiers.

Compensation for some soldiers' casting materials will hurt the bones, but it's not impossible to get them out.

If you put it together, you can still get it out.

They glanced at Long Shengwu sympathetically, and said in succession, "Wu Zongquan, give us a little time, we will definitely find a way to collect the materials we promised to send them to you."

Zhou Shu nodded, these people really have never experienced the dangers of the rivers and lakes.

If you change the old rivers and lakes, you will lose if you lose. What bets are you giving?

Even if I don't give it, what can you do to me?

If he really encounters that kind of rogue, Zhou Shu really won't do anything to them now.

He now ~www.mtlnovel.com~ does not want to completely turn against someone with an unusual identity like Cui Lin.

"I can use forging materials instead-"

Long Shengwu opened his mouth and said, before he finished speaking, his face was already hot as if it were on fire.

"How much do you think the value of casting materials can be compared to a Yuanshi vein?"

Zhou Shu said with a half-smile, "Can you come up with so many materials for casting soldiers?"

Long Shengwu was speechless, he couldn't take it out.

"I, Long Shengwu, am not someone who doesn't keep my word! I am willing to accept the bet, and since I can't make the bet, I will use my life to repay it!"

Long Shengwu gritted his teeth and said, a light flashed in his hand, and a long knife had appeared in his hand.

He raised the long knife and slashed it across his neck.

"I, Long Shengwu, are willing to admit defeat, this life is for you!"

Long Shengwu shouted loudly, Ling Yuan agitated, the light of the long knife soared, and one knife would cut off his head.

Chapter end