Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

Lou Gao casually wiped his stained hands on his trousers and walked up to Leosley.

Lou Gao had originally intended to reach out, but upon seeing Leosley's luxurious clothes and considering Leosley's status, he abandoned the idea.

Lou Gao was quite casual in front of Ning Fengzhi because he knew Ning Fengzhi's thoughts and didn't need to care too much.

Ning Fengzhi naturally knew what Lou Gao was thinking, so he didn't say anything, just smiled.

"Mr. Lou Gao, I apologize for disturbing you."

Lou Gao nodded slightly upon hearing this and looked at Si Long: "You can go down now!"

"is teacher."

Upon hearing this, Si Long nodded slightly and then left the fifth floor.

Shortly after Silong left, Lou Gao smiled.

Ning Fengzhi dared not refuse him, but he was unsure how to treat Leosley.

Calling him "Your Majesty" like Chenxin is somewhat inappropriate.

After all, Leosley was a prominent figure on the continent, and even he had heard of him.

But calling someone by their first name directly would be a bit disrespectful.

So after much consideration, I think the title "Your Excellency the Duke" is more appropriate.

"That kid Silong said that His Majesty the Duke has a piece of top-grade Geng Essence?" Lou Gao looked at Leosley and said with some anticipation.

It's top-quality metal!

Even he had only met them a few times.

"Ah."

Leiosley nodded slightly upon hearing this, and then took out the piece of Geng Essence again.

Leosley placed the fist-sized piece of Geng Essence in his palm, slightly raised his hand, and offered it to Lou Gao. The surface of the Geng Essence gleamed with a faint metallic luster, and the surrounding air seemed to be drawn to it. An invisible magnetic field fluctuation could be faintly felt, causing nearby small metal objects to tremble slightly.

Lou Gao's eyes lit up instantly, his shrewd little eyes fixed on the Gengjin, and even his breathing became a little rapid. His hand involuntarily reached forward, but just before touching the Gengjin, he suddenly stopped, as if afraid that his touch would cause this precious metal to lose its spiritual energy.

"It truly is a top-grade Geng Essence!" Lou Gao's voice trembled slightly, and the muscles on his face twitched with excitement. "I've lived most of my life, and I've seen very few Geng Essences, let alone one of this quality! Your Grace, where did you obtain this?"

Lou Gao's fingers trembled slightly as he carefully picked up the Geng Jing, his eyes burning with passion.

“Your Grace, this is a priceless treasure! I have never seen such a perfect Geng Essence in my entire life.”

Without waiting for Leosley's reply, Lou Gao continued, taking a deep breath to calm himself down.

Lou Gao's voice was filled with barely concealed excitement. His palm gently caressed the surface of the Gengjing metal, as if he were feeling every single texture. His eyes were filled with fascination, as if this piece of metal was the goal he had pursued his entire life.

Lou Gao raised his head, his eyes gleaming.

"Your Grace, rest assured, I will do my utmost to make it a masterpiece!" Ning Fengzhi smiled and looked at Leosley, saying, "Your Grace, Mr. Lou Gao's skills are unmatched in the world, you can rest assured."

"No, I wanted to ask, Mr. Lou Gao, would it be okay to add this piece of metal here?"

As Leosley spoke, he took out the boxing gloves he always used.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin had both seen these boxing gloves before, but this was the first time they were looking at them closely.

However, Ning Fengzhi had some doubts.

Isn't this Leosley's martial soul?
Can a martial spirit be enhanced by external objects?
Lou Gao also looked over at this moment.

You wouldn't know unless you saw it!
"This, this forging technique, is unheard of, unheard of at all!"

Lou Gao gently brushed against the boxing gloves, the sensation on his fingertips making him hold his breath. The gloves weren't made of ordinary metal, but of an alloy he'd never seen before. Their surface was smooth as a mirror, yet subtly radiated a deep luster, as if absorbing all the surrounding light. He applied slight pressure with his hand, feeling the gloves' weight was just right—not cumbersome, yet giving a sense of unwavering strength.

Lou Gao withdrew his hand, his brows furrowed with amazement. He turned to look at Leosley, his tone inquiring: "Your Grace, the forging craftsmanship of these gauntlets is truly exquisite, unlike anything I have ever seen in my life. May I ask which master craftsman is behind this?"

Leosley didn't answer directly, but smiled slightly, his gaze falling on the boxing gloves, as if recalling something. After a moment, he said calmly, "I made them myself before."

In order to get back at his adoptive parents when he was a child, he made a device that could be fixed to his wrist and could eject steel nails at high speed to drive into any soft place.

It didn't always look like this. I made it when I was a child, and my skills weren't very refined yet.

After each battle, the device on it would fall into a near-death state, just like himself, forcing him to repair and modify it every time.

Over time, he learned the forging technique on his own.

In the past, when he fought in underground boxing matches in Mello Petersburg, Leosley had to constantly change the function of his gloves in order to win and make money, because if the same trick was used a second time, his opponent might use it against him.

With the ability to raise better resources, coupled with the Eye of God, there is no longer a need to rely on chemical agents to drive the mechanism.

The way the boxing gloves look now is because he no longer participates in boxing matches frequently. Most of the time, the gloves are used to maintain order and solve the most difficult problems. They are no longer tools for taking lives, but rather symbols of guardians of justice.

Lou Gao stared wide-eyed at Leosley as if he were a monster, rubbing his ears incredulously: "Your Grace, are you saying these gauntlets are yours?"

Before he could finish speaking, Leosley smiled and nodded, saying, "Not bad."

Lou Gao's expression became extremely complex, showing shock, admiration, and respect.

“I understand, Your Grace.” Lou Gao coughed lightly to calm himself down, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity. “Please forgive my bluntness, Your Grace’s skill has reached the pinnacle. If you use this top-grade Geng Essence properly, it will be a masterpiece that will amaze the world.”

Although Lou Gao did not explicitly state the advantages of the Leosley gloves, the implication was quite clear.

Leosley's boxing gloves were forged in a way that was beyond his comprehension.

Lou Gao's gaze swept back and forth across Leosley's boxing gloves, his fingers gently tracing the smooth surface as if sensing the power contained within. His brow furrowed slightly, his eyes a mixture of shock and contemplation.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand, looked up at Leosley, and said with a hint of inquiry in his voice, "Your Grace, the forging technique of these gauntlets... is truly amazing. If Geng essence were added, it would probably require extremely high skill to match it."

Lou Gao's words meant that he was no good. (End of Chapter)