Douluo: The Thousand-Faced Angel in the Dragon King

Chapter 57 Disagreement, Zhenhua Awakens

However, Qianmo will soon possess a one-word battle armor made of spirit alloy.

Moreover, and most importantly, with the Spirit Alloy One-Word Battle Armor, which is extremely similar to the Two-Word Battle Armor, the Thousand-Faced Angel Project may make great progress.

Seeing Qian Mo's enthusiastic expression, Zhen Hua keenly sensed his ulterior motives and quickly warned him, "I think you should put your Thousand-Faced Angel plan aside for now. This thing is really not going to work. It might cause irreversible damage to your martial soul."

"No, no, no, teacher, the Thousand-Faced Angel Project is something I absolutely must complete," Qian Mo said resolutely. "Besides, you also said that the Two-Word Battle Armor could potentially make my plan a reality."

Zhenhua rubbed his head in exasperation. He had originally intended to encourage Qianmo to study forging diligently, but he hadn't expected Qianmo to be so persistent with the Thousand Faces Angel Project, which had backfired on him.

"But battle armor can only amplify soul power, it doesn't have the function of amplifying the compatibility of martial souls, so your idea is theoretically impossible," Zhenhua continued to persuade.

But Qianmo suddenly said something surprising: "If the battle armor doesn't have this function, then let's add another function to it."

Zhenhua was stunned by these words. He hadn't expected Qianmo to be so audacious. He roared angrily, "You've gone mad! The battle armor is already perfectly developed; there can't be any more changes!"

Startled by Zhenhua's shout, Qianmo's tone also became intense, and he said loudly, "How can it be considered perfect? ​​Almost nothing dares to claim that it has reached perfection, let alone something as rudimentary as battle armor!"

"How can Battle Armor, the greatest soul tool, be so rudimentary?" Zhenhua exclaimed incredulously.

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

"The boost is pretty good. Although the Battle Armor Domain is a bit weaker than the domain a Soul Master comprehends on their own, it's still acceptable. But the flight... which Soul Saint or higher can't fly? What's the use of adding two wings? Is it even pretty?"

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

"With the endurance of Heaven Forging, Soul Forging, and even Spirit Forging, adding two more functions would be more than enough."

"You're being ridiculous. It's been nearly ten thousand years since the first battle armor was created. So many three-word and four-word battle armors have emerged in these ten thousand years, and no one has been able to improve upon them. What makes you think you can do it?" Zhenhua clenched his fists and said in a low voice.

Qian Mo resolutely said, "Just because our predecessors couldn't do it doesn't mean I can't. Can't we surpass them? If we don't even have the ambition to surpass our predecessors, how can each generation be stronger than the last? How could the Soul Master world have achieved its current prosperity!"

"Right, teacher, you can't forge a metal that allows two martial souls to fuse, but I might be able to."

Zhenhua's expression softened slightly after hearing the first half, but he was so angry when he heard the second half that he almost choked.

Are all young Soul Masters this arrogant these days? They're only level 5 and they're already thinking about doing things that even a master craftsman like me can't do.

Zhenhua's face showed anger, and Qianmo was not to be outdone. The two stared at each other, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Just then, the little old man wearing a chef's hat appeared in the forging room and said with a smile, "What are you two doing? We can hear you arguing even in the cafeteria. If it weren't for the fact that it's just the three of us on the top floor, people would laugh at us to death."

Makino reached out and gently pulled the two men apart, one in each hand.

"Alright, you two stop being angry. I've finished cooking, let's go eat."

Zhenhua said irritably, "What's there to eat? I'm already full from being angry."

"If you won't eat, I will," Qianmo said, turning and leaving. Muye was left behind to comfort Zhenhua, who was fuming and glaring at him.

An enraged Zhenhua grabbed Muye and said urgently, "Muye, you be the judge, what kind of mess is this?"

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

After taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down, Zhenhua told Muye everything about his conversation with Qianmo.

After saying that, Zhenhua said with considerable annoyance, "This child, why bother with all this nonsense? What's wrong with not fusing your two martial souls? Wouldn't it be better to just honestly become a master craftsman step by step?"

After listening to Zhenhua's story, Mu Ye remained silent for a long time before sighing and slowly saying, "Zhenhua, when did you become so traditional and conservative? This isn't like you!"

Zhenhua started as the president of the blacksmiths' association in a small city, and through his own hard work and dedication, he gradually rose to the top, eventually becoming the general president of the blacksmiths' association and a master craftsman.

It should be understood that there were no master craftsmen at Zhenhua at that time. His ability to become a master craftsman was a miracle he created single-handedly, so how could he be a conventional and rule-abiding person?

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Zhenhua's expression darkened. He leaned against the forging table and said helplessly, "I'm too old to forge anymore. It wasn't easy to find such a good talent as Qianmo. I only hope that the Divine Craftsmanship can be passed down safely."

"But Zhenhua, have you ever considered that Qianmo is a potential master craftsman, but he doesn't only belong to the field of forging?" Mu Ye said earnestly.

"Unlike you, whose soul power is forcibly increased with the help of medicine, his talent for cultivation is also rare throughout the ages, and even far surpasses his talent for forging."

"A genius soul master like him is destined to break some of the shackles of the soul master world and make great breakthroughs. Making him climb step by step in a down-to-earth manner is actually imprisoning and restricting him."

"Sigh, but Qianmo's ideas are a bit dangerous. I'm afraid he'll get hurt because of them," Zhenhua said with a single hook.

"Hey, I'm not dead, you're not dead, his grandfather isn't dead either, and the Holy Angel family isn't wiped out either." Mu Ye said helplessly, rubbing his forehead. "We just need to keep a close eye on things. If he messes up, we'll clean up his mess. Aren't we elders supposed to protect these younger generations?"

After Mu Ye's persuasion, Zhen Hua finally came to his senses and smiled with relief, "I was just worried and confused. Mu Ye, you're right. With us elders around, the younger generation should go all out. Qian Mo shouldn't be limited by my high expectations."

Seeing that Zhenhua had figured it out, Mu Ye patted Zhenhua on the shoulder and said happily, "That's right, these are no big deal. Let's go eat."

(End of this chapter)