My Beautiful Duchess Wife

Lin Peng frowned. Judging from the snake king's current state, it was definitely incapable of continuing the fight. Perhaps, after such a long time, the snake king's arrogance had truly been worn away.

However, being a pet seems like an absolutely impossible possibility.

She sighed softly, unsure of what to say. A sudden clarity settled in her mind, and she sat there with an exceptionally calm demeanor.

"Let's go out! I should go out! Otherwise, my friends will worry." Thinking this, Lin Peng's soul began to fade slowly.

The little snake raised its head and rolled its eyes again: "Can't this guy spend more time talking to me? Sigh... it seems I really am extremely weak!"

In the bedroom, Angelina's small hand gently stroked the corner of Lin Peng's eye. Although he was still very young, wrinkles had indeed appeared at the corner of his eye.

However, just as she was about to touch her eyelashes, she suddenly felt a surge of joy.

At this moment, Lin Peng's eyelids trembled slightly. They seemed to be struggling to open, as if in a battle. Perhaps, he simply didn't have the strength to open them.

Angelina was so moved that tears streamed down her face, and she held onto Lin Peng's hand tightly, refusing to let go. Then, after a moment of stunned silence, they rushed out the door.

He rushed out in a flurry, then hurried back, dragging along an elderly man with a white beard. However, upon reaching the room, they discovered that Lin Peng had abruptly sat up, shaking his head. Looking at Angelina's shocked expression, he stretched as if just waking up, saying, "Angelina, what are you doing here!"

Immediately, the bedroom door withstood a powerful force once again. One by one, they kicked it open, and one by one, his friends stood before him, their familiar faces filling Lin Peng with a warm feeling!

Chapter Thirty-Three: The Finals

In the arena of the Dark Sage Tournament, Lin Peng looked around, then casually crossed his arms, seemingly observing something. On the platform, one of the administrators coldly watched Lin Peng. Of course, it was probably Baal's grandfather. Indeed, one of the members of the Dark Sage Guild who wanted to divide power.

Sigurah and Miken exchanged a glance and both laughed. This guy really can't stay still. Who would have thought he'd come straight to the match after just waking up?

Fortunately, the pharmacists were there. Without them, he might have really died. After all, he hadn't eaten anything for the past two weeks. It was only after the pharmacists gave him a full check-up and confirmed he was alright that they allowed him to participate in the competition.

The way the weapon refiners looked at Lin Peng had also changed. This was the guy who seemed to have rescued two of his colleagues directly from the Snake King's men.

Moreover, because of him, they even used their connections with the official organization and the Dark Sage to postpone the competition by half a month.

This guy seems to be a bit strange. At least, he looks like a seasoned veteran just standing there, and he keeps provoking the podium.

As for who provoked whom, everyone knew perfectly well. Baal's grandfather, Abaddon, was a true grandmaster-level expert. However, it seemed he had offended quite a few people because of Lin Peng's matter!

On the third floor of the Dark Sage Guild building, a number of people were sitting on the balcony. Among them were the branch guild leader, Greenb, the Dark Emperor Karon, Prime Minister Kula, and Second General Scully.

Even Shia sat on it.

This scene greatly excited the weapon refiners. After all, being valued by these important figures meant a guarantee of their future.

Skull glared at Kula with a hostile expression. Just a few days ago, Kula had suddenly come to his residence, insisting that he absolutely mustn't touch Lin Peng. Otherwise… even he might not be able to protect him. But when did Kula become so kind?

Right now, First General Casey is still at the border. If he really manages to get back, it'll be too late. Forget about revenge or anything like that.

And… Kula seemed to be plotting something else, judging from her tone. But she herself was completely unaware. Had she excluded herself from this?

Beside him stood the same tall, thin man, his face completely shrouded in a sinister cloak. He glanced at his master, seemingly talking to himself: "Don't trust Kula too much. I remember my old master once said, 'There's no friendship, only interests!'"

Sculptor seemed momentarily stunned, but quickly regained his composure and sat upright. Looking at Lin Peng below, he found it amusing.

This kid is really audacious enough to leave you speechless.

So many people considered him a thorn in their side. Yet, unbelievably, he still swaggered around, appearing in various places as if he were always there, wherever there was excitement.

"Heh, this guy really is a troublemaker!" Sgul chuckled, somewhat helplessly. The old man beside him shook his head, his bulging eyes fixed on Lin Peng.

After a long silence, he laughed and said, "Master, you've misjudged this kid. Hehe, he really is impressive! He's attracted everyone's attention, while Shia has become the center of everyone's gaze!"

Previously, Shia always seemed to attract everyone's attention no matter what she did, but now, the focus is directly on Lin Peng.

In fact, that's exactly what happened.

Sculptor was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head helplessly. The old man was absolutely right.

Lin Peng, who was below, also looked towards Kula. He had seen Kalon and Skull before, but this mysterious Kula was a first for him.

He wasn't quite sure what kind of demon Kula was. Judging by appearances alone, she seemed like a righteous person. Her skin was extremely fair, and her appearance was fairly positive.

He wasn't very tall; among demons, someone of similar height to Lin Peng was actually considered to be of very ordinary height.

A slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, a faint smile on his face, made him appear extremely harmonious. He certainly didn't seem like the kind of person who would resort to scheming.

At that moment, Lin Peng's lips twitched, and he gave a wry smile: "Seriously, it seems that those with good skin are all the cunning ones! It's really hard to say who's right and who's wrong!"

At this moment, Greenb, on the third floor, announced that the real finals had begun. Ten people—out of ten, it was truly hard to say who would actually win the final Dark Sword.

After those passionate and inspiring words were spoken, all the weapon refiners began to prepare. This was the real final battle, a final showdown for everyone.

No one would act recklessly; those standing here are basically demons with extremely strong mental fortitude. Lin Peng, Sigura, and Miken all frowned as they looked at the red crystal mine in front of them.

Although there wasn't much of this red crystal ore, it was something they had fought tooth and nail to acquire. Lin Peng, in particular, looked at the red crystal ore and couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

It was because of this red crystal ore that I almost died there. It was because of this red crystal ore that so many people were killed in that mine.

This red crystal ore also made him, Miken, and Sigura good friends. Good friends, it seems, are quite common in the Demon Realm.

However, such good friends should become the most sincere friends! Thinking of this, Lin Peng, Xigula, and Maiken all raised their heads and looked at each other.

After chuckling, they became even more engrossed in the refining process. They didn't exchange a single word, only a glance.

Perhaps, this is the feeling between men!

All the audience members present, even the VIPs on the stage, held their breath in complete silence. Every detail, every movement, was memorized. Lin Peng, in particular, had transformed into the Seventy-Two Flame Stacking Technique. Even Greenbe couldn't help but feel a little envious of such skill.

He also knew that such a technique was closely related to fire. Only a master of fire control like Lin Peng could truly use it. Otherwise, even a grandmaster might not be able to execute it.

Time passed second by second, and the weapons took shape second by second. Finally, starting with the first one, everyone finished their weapons one by one.

Each of them had a face full of excitement.

Perhaps this was their most prized creation since they began forging weapons. And at that very moment, three weapons, blazing with fire and simultaneously emitting scorching light, floated into the air.

In an instant, it captured everyone's attention.

The sword… a greatsword, looked like a door panel! But its crimson light couldn't conceal its power. On the other side, a dagger, its entire surface glowing red.

It seemed as if it were burning in flames.

There was also a battle sword, about 1.5 meters long. The blade was very curved, shaped like a large scimitar. The pommel even had a sharp, hook-like point.

Such a weapon is even more domineering, like a brave warrior who charges forward without hesitation.

The weapon refiners all looked grim when they saw the three weapons. They knew in their hearts that only they could win the final championship.

However, it's unclear who is stronger!

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Seven-Piece Set of Brothers United

Almost everyone stared at the three weapons; they were undoubtedly masterpieces. Some demons preferred the massive, door-like greatsword. Some valued the dagger more. But most were drawn to the battle blade. In the demon realm, few demons enjoyed wielding swords. They preferred blades, which possessed greater destructive power. The battle blade was a commonly used weapon.

The sheer curvature of this battle blade had already piqued the interest of all the demons. They wondered just how powerful it was! Greenb was overjoyed; such a master craftsman certainly knew the value of this scimitar. Perhaps it was even a weapon comparable to a quasi-divine artifact.

He chuckled, stood up, and jumped off the platform. He then hurriedly ran towards Lin Peng.

After picking up the scimitar, he laughed and said, "Name!"

A name is a very high compliment for a weapon. Only weapons with names can truly be considered good weapons. For example, Roland's longsword is called the Sword of Annihilation. Although the difference between it and the legendary Dark Sword is ridiculously large, it truly deserves to be called a famous sword!

Lin Peng smiled at Maiken and Sigurah, pondered for a moment, and said, "The Blade of the Hero. It can also be called the Blade of Brothers! Hehe, only those with friendship can unleash its true power!"

With that, he snatched the curved sword and slashed down fiercely in one direction. Instantly, sparks burst forth, transforming into a roaring sound.

A massive burst of flames ripped open the entire venue, creating a trench ten meters deep and twenty meters wide. The demons seemed to be witnessing such immense power of fire for the first time; their mouths gaped open, speechless.

Just from that one strike, it's clear that it's definitely at the level of a near-divine weapon.

For a moment, all the demons wanted to possess the scimitar. Even Skull on the platform twitched slightly, a feeling he couldn't quite describe.

"This kid actually broke through to the Grandmaster level directly. I never expected his comprehension to be so good!" Sgul muttered to himself.

Lin Peng's strike surprised the others. However, Sigurd and Miken could only manage wry smiles.

One knows one's own weapon best. Lin Peng just now has definitely reached the Grandmaster level. However, there still seems to be a barrier between the two of them.

Although it's very thin, if you don't pierce it, then you haven't pierced it.

In the end, it was just a breakthrough in his brow. At this moment, Greenbe was absolutely overjoyed. He almost jumped up, laughing heartily and patting Lin Peng on the shoulder. He seemed to want to say something, but seeing the expressions of the other two, he quickly composed himself.

Sigurah and Miken both looked like they were only just noticing us. After an awkward laugh, they picked up the crimson dagger and the massive, door-like sword and examined them.

The more he looked, the more alarmed he became. He truly hadn't expected that the two of them were almost at the Grandmaster level. It was just that there was still one crucial layer they hadn't broken through.

It seems like something is missing.

"It feels like something's missing—the feeling of friendship!" Lin Peng frowned, his expression serious. He wasn't wrong; something very special was missing.

If this feeling is correct, then it's absolutely possible to create a weapon just like Lin Peng's. Both of them are extremely intelligent demons. Their comprehension is equally impressive.

So, after just a slight reminder, it seemed like they immediately realized something.

After exchanging a glance, the two immediately began to work on each other. Their expressions were extremely focused, as if they were caressing their beloved treasure.

Greenb noticed their actions and expressions. After nodding with a smile, he silently began to observe their next move.

Fortunately, there was definitely enough red crystal ore available at the time. Otherwise, it would have been truly difficult to create something of good quality again.

However, both of them were incredibly determined. After pondering for a while, they actually threw their original greatsword and dagger directly into the furnace.

Even though the snow had already begun to melt, they were still working tirelessly, sweating profusely, hammering away at their work. It was as if everything outside had suddenly been shut out.

"Friends? Heh..." Lin Peng smiled slightly. Clearly, neither of them had truly grasped the meaning of the word "friend." However, after this reminder, perhaps they would become true friends in the future.

The audience members around the venue all seemed to have a murderous urge. Those two weapons were definitely among the finest of the finest.

Unexpectedly, they were simply thrown into the furnace. It must be said, the two of them were truly ruthless. Even ordinary demons wouldn't have such resolve.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, an hour had passed. The two looked up, took a deep breath, and seemed to have gained some kind of unexpected satisfaction.

A pair of boots, a pair of gloves. These are relatively small items, and in terms of actual equipment, they are definitely not high-end.

However, what appeared to be extremely simple and unadorned was now truly softening the power of the two. They glanced at each other and burst into laughter.

At this moment, Lin Peng suddenly burst into laughter.

When Greenb picked up the boots and gloves, his expression became unusually serious. He took a deep breath, then turned to the three men: "Alright, let's give it a name! Hehehe... I never thought that young men like you could work together to create a kit!"

A kit is another term for equipment. A complete set is a suit. Of course, suits are rarely seen. Nowadays, anything with three parts is definitely a kit.