Douluo: The Thousand-Faced Angel in Dragon King

Chapter 57: Differences of opinion, Zhenhua awakens

However, Qian Mo will soon possess a one-word battle armor made of spiritual alloy.

Moreover, the most crucial thing is that with the spiritual alloy one-word battle armor that is extremely similar to the two-word battle armor, the Thousand-Faced Angel Project may have great progress.

Seeing Qian Mo's excitement, Zhen Hua was quick to sense his thoughts and quickly warned him, "I think you should put your Thousand-Faced Angel Plan aside for now. It won't work, and it might cause irreversible damage to your martial spirit."

"No, no, no, teacher, the Thousand-Faced Angel Project is something I must complete." Qian Mo said firmly: "And teacher, didn't you also say that the two-word battle armor has the potential to realize my plan?"

Zhenhua rubbed his head with a headache. He originally wanted to motivate Qianmo to study forging hard, but he didn't expect Qianmo to be so obsessed with the Thousand Faces Angel Project. Instead, he shot himself in the foot.

"But the battle armor can only amplify soul power. It has no function to amplify the compatibility of martial souls. Your theory will not work at all." Zhenhua continued to persuade.

But Qian Mo suddenly said something shocking, "Battle Armor doesn't have this function, so let's add another one to it."

Zhenhua was stunned when he heard this. He hadn't expected Qianmo to be so bold. He was so anxious that he roared, "You are crazy, kid! The battle armor has been developed to perfection. There is no way it can be changed!"

After being yelled at by Zhenhua, Qian Mo's tone suddenly became fierce, and he said loudly: "How can it be developed and perfected? Almost nothing can be said to have been developed to perfection, let alone such a simple battle armor!"

"How can the battle armor, the greatest soul guide, be so simple?" Zhenhua shouted in disbelief.

Qian Mo snorted coldly, "Isn't it simple enough? Even if it is upgraded to the fourth level, it only has three functions: amplification, flight, and domain."

"The amplification is quite good. Although the battle armor domain is not as good as the domain comprehended by the soul master himself, it is still acceptable. But as for the flying, who can't fly above the level of soul saint? What's the point of having two wings? Does it look good?"

"Using the best materials, it only has three functions, and one of them is useless. Isn't that rudimentary enough?"

"Based on the capabilities of Heavenly Refining, Soul Refining, and even Spirit Refining, adding two more functions is definitely more than enough."

"You are kidding. It has been nearly ten thousand years since the first battle armor was made. So many three-word and four-word battle armors have emerged in these ten thousand years, and no one has been able to improve them. How can you do it?" Zhenhua clenched his fists and said in a low voice.

Qian Mo said flatly: "Just because our ancestors couldn't do it doesn't mean I can't do it. Can't our ancestors surpass us? If we don't even have the heart to surpass our ancestors, how can we make each generation stronger than the last? How can the soul master world have the prosperity it has today!"

"Right, Teacher, if you can't forge the metal that can fuse two martial spirits, I may be able to do it."

Originally, Zhenhua's expression eased a little after hearing the first half, but when he heard the second half, he was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe.

Are all young spirit masters this arrogant these days? They've just reached level five and they're already thinking about accomplishing something that even a master craftsman like me can't.

Zhenhua's face showed anger, and Qianmo was not willing to be outdone. The two of them stared at each other, and the atmosphere was deadlocked for a while.

At this moment, Makino, a little old man wearing a chef's hat, appeared in the forging room and said with a smile: "What are you two doing, master and apprentice? We can hear your quarrel in the cafeteria. If there weren't three of us on the top floor, we would be laughed to death." Makino stretched out his hand, holding one in each hand, and with a light pull, he separated the two aggressive men.

"Okay, both of you, stop being angry. I've prepared dinner. Let's go eat first."

Zhenhua said angrily, "What are you eating? You're already full of anger."

"If you don't want to eat, I will," Qian Mo said, and turned to leave, leaving Mu Ye behind to comfort Zhen Hua, who was so angry that his beard was blowing and his eyes were glaring.

An enraged Zhenhua grabbed Muye and said urgently, "Muye, please give me some advice. What's going on here?"

"Hey hey hey, you old man have to tell me what's going on first, right?" Makino's head was about to explode. Not only did he cook for the master and disciple, but he also became the mediator between the master and disciple.

Zhenhua took a few deep breaths, and after calming down, he told Muye everything about his conversation with Qian Mo.

After saying this, Zhenhua said angrily, "This kid, why are you doing all this nonsense? What will happen if the two martial spirits don't merge together? Isn't it better to just honestly become a master craftsman step by step?"

After listening to Zhenhua's story, Muye was silent for a while, then sighed and said slowly: "Zhenhua, when did you become so traditional and conservative? This is not like you!"

Zhenhua was able to start as the president of the Blacksmith Association in a small city, relying solely on his own hard work to reach the top step by step, and eventually become the president of the Blacksmith Association and a master craftsman.

You have to know that there was no master craftsman at that time in Zhenhua. The fact that he became a master craftsman was a miracle he created alone, so how could he be a traditional person who followed the rules?

Zhenhua's expression darkened. He leaned against the forging table and said helplessly, "I'm old and can't forge anymore. I finally found a talented person like Qianmo. I just hope that the master craftsman's skills can be passed down safely."

"But Zhenhua, have you ever thought that Qianmo is a potential master craftsman, but he is not just good at forging." Makino said earnestly.

"He's not like you who has to rely on drugs to forcibly increase his soul power. His cultivation talent is also rare throughout the ages, even far higher than his forging talent."

"A prodigy soul master like him is destined to break the shackles of the soul master world and make great breakthroughs. Forcing him to advance step by step is actually imprisoning him and restricting him."

"Alas, Qianmo's idea is a bit dangerous. I'm afraid he will be hurt because of it." Zhenhua said in a low voice.

"Hey, I'm not dead, you're not dead, his grandfather isn't dead either, and the Holy Angel family isn't extinct either." Makino held his forehead with one hand and said helplessly, "Why don't we just keep a closer eye on him? If he gets into trouble, we'll clean up his mess. Aren't we, the elders, supposed to protect these younger ones?"

After some persuasion from Muye, Zhenhua finally came to his senses and smiled in relief. "I was really too concerned. Muye, you're right. With elders like us around, the younger generation should be free to do things. Qianmo shouldn't be restricted by my high expectations."

Seeing that Zhenhua had figured it out, Muye patted Zhenhua on the shoulder and said happily, "That's right, these are nothing. Let's go eat."

(End of this chapter)