Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

God knows how Lu Jun got through those three days.

Once Gu Chenyu enters a state of refinement, he becomes an insatiable monster who pursues perfection.

The requirements are inhumanly demanding, and the pace is so fast it's suffocating.

He not only had to precisely control his ice-type soul power to complete various high-difficulty assistance tasks, but also had to handle a massive amount of preliminary preparations. He had to be highly focused at all times and could not afford to make the slightest mistake.

This kind of high-intensity, high-precision continuous operation is even more mentally taxing than fighting a divine battle with Emperor Xu Tiandi.

He really wanted to shout to the heavens—

He really doesn't like forging at all!

"Brother Lu? What... what happened to you?"

Xu Xiaoyan was the first to speak up. She covered her mouth, her usually bright and curious eyes wide open, filled with unbelievable surprise.

In her memory, and in the memory of most of her companions present, Lu Jun was always calm and composed, as if he had everything under control. When had they ever seen him so disheveled and dejected?
Xie Xie took a few steps forward, with a mischievous smile unique to young people, and patted Lu Jun's shoulder, which was covered with metallic dust. His fingertips were immediately stained with a layer of dusty marks.

"Not bad, Brother Lu." He clicked his tongue and teased, "Did you go into seclusion with Master Gu to practice the 'dusty and dirty' technique? How did you end up looking like this?"

"Look at this, it's almost as bad as the dusty stone statues on the roadside."

Lu Jun didn't even bother to fully open his eyelids; he just waved his arm weakly, brushing Xie Xie's hand away as if shooing away flies.

His voice was hoarse and dry, as if there was a handful of coarse sand stuck in his throat:

"Don't touch it... It's tiring. My bones feel like they're going to fall apart."

He tried to lean against the edge of the forging table behind him for support, but his body was weak and he stumbled, almost sliding down onto the metal shavings-strewn floor.

Fortunately, Wu Siduo, who had been watching closely, reacted quickly and caught his arm in a flash.

"Be careful."

Wu Siduo's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible tension and heartache.

She quickly took out a bottle of cool drinking water from her storage soul tool, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to Lu Jun's lips.

"Quick, drink some water first."

With her other hand, she took out a clean, soft, plain white handkerchief and instinctively wanted to wipe the stains on his cheeks and neck that were a mixture of sweat and grime.

Lu Jun slightly turned his head, avoiding her handkerchief, his voice still hoarse, but tinged with helplessness:
"Don't rub it... the more you rub, the more smudged it will get on your face. Just leave it like this."

He took the water bottle, tilted his head back, and gulped down several large mouthfuls.

The cool liquid slid down his burning throat, and he gulped down half a bottle of water, finally relieving the maddening dryness and burning pain. He let out a long sigh of relief, but his breath was still weak.

Family members, does anyone understand that this is the first sip of water he has drunk in three days?

No matter your cultivation level, try working with Gu Chenyu at high intensity here and see how much physical exertion it takes...

He let out a long sigh of relief before he finally had the energy to look up at the crowd that had gathered around him.

"Why...did you all come here?" Lu Jun asked, his eyes still somewhat unfocused, clearly his mind hadn't fully recovered from the afterglow of the intense forging.

"Brother Lu, didn't you send the message telling us to come over?"

Long Chen stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over the several sets of four-word battle armor components already formed on the forging table, each quietly radiating different elemental divine light and immense pressure. A hint of sincere admiration flashed in his eyes, but his tone remained steady:

"They said the battle armor we ordered was basically finished, and they wanted us to try it on and make final adjustments."

"Oh yes."

Lu Jun raised his hand and stiffly patted his forehead, his dusty fingers leaving a few shallow marks on his skin.

"I called... I was so busy I forgot."

He spoke these words casually, but to everyone who heard them, and considering his current state, it made them imagine the inhuman torture he had endured over the past three days.

That involved collaborating with Master Gu to perform the highest-intensity, divine-level forging.

The hardships and sacrifices involved are beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

Gu Chenyu stood leisurely to the side, arms crossed, watching Lu Jun's dejected appearance after surviving the ordeal. A faint, slightly wicked, and satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

He cleared his throat and deliberately introduced it in a serious tone:
"You've come at the right time. The remaining three sets, Long Chen's, and Wu Siduo's and Xu Xiaoyan's four-word battle armor... are all ready. You can go back and test them out."

He pointed to three sets of battle armor components neatly arranged on the forging table, each exuding a completely different yet incomparably powerful aura.

"It is completely tailored to each of your martial spirit characteristics, combat habits, and even future development direction."

"The light attribute that Long Chen wanted and the ultimate bearing capacity of the Dragon King's physique, the instantaneous transformation and ultra-fast adaptability of Wu Siduo's battle armor form when switching between her twin martial souls, the balance between Xie Xie's spacetime attribute concealment and burst, the ultimate amplification and guidance of star power by Xu Xiaoyan's Starry Sky Staff, the absolute power of Yuanen Night Glow Titan Giant Ape and the agility and strength of the Fallen Angel, as well as the fusion of affinity with dark elements... all the detailed requirements have been incorporated into it."

Upon hearing this, Long Chen's gaze fell upon his own set of arm armor and breastplate, which were predominantly gold and milky white with flowing dragon scale-like patterns on the surface.

He reached out and picked up the arm armor. It felt heavy in his hand, but not cumbersome; rather, it had a solid, powerful feel to it.

With a slight lift, the weight distribution is extremely reasonable, clearly indicating that the design fully considered his massive physique after being possessed by his martial spirit and the almost demanding requirements for agility in combat.

A faint resonance emanated from the inside of the arm armor, a feeling of comfort and soothing, emanating from the bloodline of the Light Dragon King within him.

“It meets my expectations perfectly.” Long Chen’s words were concise, but the satisfied glint in his eyes said it all. “Thank you for your trouble, Master Gu.”

Gu Chenyu waved his hand casually, but his gaze drifted to Lu Jun, who was practically clinging to Wu Siduo:

"Thank me? You should thank this kid instead. He really put in a lot of effort these past three days."

"If it weren't for his unparalleled ice-based control, precisely and steadily manipulating each piece of metal during forging and quenching, perfectly matching the subtle temperature changes with my hammering rhythm, and eliminating the potential for energy surges..."

"Given the complexity of these three sets of battle armor, it would take at least half a month to even begin to think about it."

He paused, a hint of surprise in his voice that he himself didn't realize:
"More importantly, with his assistance, my success rate in Heaven Forging increased by at least 30%. The failure rate was greatly reduced, and material loss was almost negligible."

"Otherwise, even if I worked tirelessly for three days straight, it would be absolutely impossible for me to forge the core components of so many sets of divine-level battle armor." (End of Chapter)