Douluo: God-level cheat, invincible as soon as you get out of the mountain

Chapter 472: Working hard to improve levels, the ambitions of Tang San and Tang Aotian!
Late at night, Xinghui Dessert House.

"Yuan En, Xing Lan, going to the Xing Luo Federation in half a year will be a very good experience. I am not sure about the decision of the other elders in the academy yet, but I think as long as you work hard to improve your strength in the next six months, it will not be difficult to be selected."

Yuan En Yehui and Ye Xinglan, who were eating ice cream and cake at the moment, nodded seriously after hearing Fu Ye's words.

But there was a hint of regret in their expressions.

"Alas, if we go there, the weekly spiritual herb dessert here will be gone."

Yuan En Ye Hui felt depressed. In fact, she preferred working in this dessert shop and receiving her free desserts every week rather than going out and showing up in public.

After hearing what Yuan En Yehui said, Ye Xinglan couldn't help but nodded. After all, the welfare benefits here were so good that she didn't want to leave at all.

But at this moment, a cold female voice reached their ears.

"You two should forget about staying here. The strongest people in the Xingluo Federation are at least high-level Soul Sect members, and their strongest leader is about to become a Soul Saint. So not only must you go, but you must also raise your cultivation to Soul King before you go."

Hearing this, Ye Xinglan and Yuan En Yehui turned back suddenly.

"Dean Yue'er!"

After seeing that the person coming was Cai Yue'er, Yuan En Yehui and Ye Xinglan looked obviously a little restrained.

"Alas, originally we wanted to send the wolf cubs from grades five and six to participate in this exchange, but after seeing your rapidly improving strength, your good class teacher Fu Ye decided to let you freshmen go to gain experience."

Cai Yue'er ruthlessly told the truth of the matter, and Fu Ye scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Ahem! Xinglan, Yuanen, you can't let your classmates know about this, otherwise I'm afraid these brats will hate me."

Although he said this, there was a slightly cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yuan En Ye Hui/Ye Xing Lan: Teacher Fu Ye, your expression betrays your true feelings.
The next day, afternoon.

Shrek City, Blacksmith Association.

Fu Ye was putting a lot of pressure on Wu Lin at this moment.

"How could you forge such a piece of junk with only 89% fusion degree? Do you really have the nerve to fool yourself with such a thing, and then fool your companions?"

Hearing his father's rebuke, Wu Lin felt filled with guilt.

"Keep forging. If you don't forge three pieces of divine metal today, don't even think about eating!"

Wulin: (;Д`)
At 11:30 in the evening, Fu Ye looked at the three pieces of divine metal on the forging table, a hint of satisfaction appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I have prepared enough food for you to make up for the energy lost in your body. You only have ten minutes to eat. I will be here to practice with you for the next three months."

"After half a year, everyone else can choose not to go to the Star Luo Federation, but you must go. If you lose the battle, don't blame me for disregarding our father-son relationship and continuing to give you devilish training."

Listening to his father's words, Wu Lin's heart was really in tears. In order to forge three pieces of divine metal, his soul power was exhausted, and his blood power was almost gone. Looking at the plate of black and slippery things in front of him with an inexplicable fishy smell, Wu Lin took it up and stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation. After all, he knew very well that the things he took out from his father were definitely good tonics!
"Gulu."

The slippery touch wandered around his mouth, and as this piece of meat-like thing fell into his stomach, he could feel a warm current flowing through his limbs.

This is good stuff!

Feeling this surging energy, Wu Lin knew very well that this thing was definitely not ordinary!
His eating speed is comparable to that of a glutton. It doesn't take him ten minutes at all. He has finished the meal in two minutes.

However, he did not stop, but went directly to the bathroom to take a hot bath. When he came back here, seven minutes had passed.

Fu Ye saw this and nodded.

"I will come here to collect the divine metals before 12 o'clock every day from now on. Otherwise, you will have to figure out how to make dinner yourself."

After saying that, Fu Ye directly took away the three pieces of star silver forged by Wu Lin, which had a fusion degree of 99%.

On the other side, Tang Aotian was also forging a battle armor for himself, but his fusion forging was not as exquisite as Wu Lin's, and the parts he used to forge his battle armor were all star silver with a fusion degree of more than 95%.

After all, as a time traveler, he naturally has his own pride.

"This time when I go to the Xingluo Federation, the energy of the dragon souls in the Dragon Valley will definitely take the blood energy in my body to a higher level!"

In fact, Tang Aotian was quite desperate, but no matter how desperate he was, he still had to work hard to improve his bloodline.

Although he could not extract the Dragon King's bloodline and divine energy from Gu Yue, Na'er and Wu Lin, in the world of Dragon King legend, besides them, there are many places with divine energy.

The dragon soul of the Dragon Valley, the energy of the abyss, the power stored in the ancient golden tree, the energy of the demon plane, the life and destructive power of the Seven Sacred Abysses.

These are all places where he can absorb divine energy. As long as he can raise his own level to the level of a true god, he can travel in space and absorb even more powerful power from deeper parts of the universe!
By then, neither the Silver Dragon King nor the Lord of the Abyss would be his match.

Thinking of this, a slightly smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In Tang San's dormitory, Ma Hongjun and Oscar, two level 4 mecha designers and level 4 mecha manufacturers, were discussing with level 4 forger Tang San how to create a one-word battle armor.

"Third brother, I heard that your son Wu Lin is already a sixth-level master craftsman. Why don't you just tell him the truth and let him make battle armor for us?"

Ma Hongjun was looking at the pile of metal in front of him with boredom. As a mecha maker, he knew too well how difficult it was to manufacture battle armor.

After hearing what Ma Hongjun said, Tang San almost slapped him on the fat face.

"Idiot, I don't have any ability to prove my identity right now, but as long as we can enter the inner courtyard and meet my father Tang Hao and mother A Yin, I believe I will be able to recognize Wu Lin then."

Tang San was very confident that his father Tang Hao would be able to recognize him.

"Xiao San, for your One Word Battle Armor, I think you should use a Thousand Forgings Level 2 or above."

(End of this chapter)