Apocalypse Of All Races

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Zhao tianbing snorted and said indifferently, “If it wasn’t for the fact that the Great Xia Manor didn’t value the weapon forging branch, why would I have left? Falling out with my junior brother was also done by your great Xia Manor. Now, you still have the nerve to make sarcastic remarks?”

Lord Xia said helplessly, “What do you mean by saying that we don’t value it? You’re thinking too much. If you insist on opening the weapon forging academy alone, wouldn’t that cost money? Where would the great Xia Manor get the money to reopen the Academy?”

Zhao tianbing couldn’t be bothered with him. He wasn’t afraid of Xia Xiaoer either.

Even in the Great Zhou Manor, he was still a distinguished guest of the Manor Head. He had been in the Great Zhou Manor for dozens of years. Now that he had opened the weapon forging academy, he had brought along Earth grade weapon forging masters among his disciples, the kind that had just entered.

In the world of weapon forging, he had the highest status apart from the heaven cast king.

Of course, his strength couldn’t be compared to that.

Sun Moon realm, just entered, too weak.

“Will Old Zhao succeed this time? Is there no hope at all?”

Lord Xiahou was still looking forward to it. He hoped that he could succeed, but Zhao Li would not leave. He could not bear to leave the Great Xia Civilization Academy. After all, his father had worked hard here all his life.

Zhao tianbing said in a deep voice, “30-70,30% chance, 70% chance of failure! Even if he succeeds, it depends on the situation. It might not be as my junior brother wishes.”

Lord Xia Hou nodded slightly and smiled, “Brother Tianbing, since you’re back this time, why don’t you not leave?”

“…”

Zhao tianbing couldn’t be bothered with him. He wouldn’t do it.

The Great Xia manor was now a quagmire. He still wanted to bring his junior brother away.

Forget it, the Great Zhou manor was about to arrive.

That Brat Su Yu had screwed the Great Zhou Manor quite badly last time.

Of course, he couldn’t be bothered to get involved in this. Su Yu and his junior brother had a close relationship. Over at the Great Zhou Manor, Zhou Polong and the Zhou Potian brothers treated him quite courteously, so he didn’t want to get involved.

Geniuses could be eaten anywhere.

When he arrived at the Great Zhou Manor, the Great Zhou Kingdom had personally received him a few times.

In the Great Hall, the five people were all paying attention to the mystic realm. No one mentioned Feng Qi. The three invincible experts did not want to bring it up, but Zhao Tianbing did not think about it at all.

..

Dong Dong Dong!

One sound after another, time after time.

The aura of the scholars and soldiers gradually grew stronger!

Golden patterns appeared one after another. As for Su Yu, his body was constantly being cleansed by the tremors. His absorption of the Heaven Yuan Qi was even faster. He stared unblinkingly. At this moment, Zhao Li had already cast 18 golden patterns.

The first part was easy, but the second part was difficult.

This was just the beginning!

At this moment, it was already the late night of the 27th.

Su Yu did not care about all this. He continued to watch as his willpower gradually recovered to its peak. The flame of heritage was constantly burning. He was comprehending and observing. The more he watched, the more shocked he became.

Dong

Following an extremely regular hammer strike, Su Yu’s face was filled with shock. This wasn’t a hammer. Only at this moment did he see clearly, no, he felt it clearly!

108 hammers!

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Zhao Li’s hammer instantly trembled 108 times. This was actually 108 Hammers!

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“Stacking hammers!”

At this moment, Su Yu understood and his mouth opened wide. He thought that he was actually very close to Zhao Li, but only at this moment did he understand. F * ck, what the F * ck Am I!

Old Zhao is really a mystic rank weapon forging master?

This is a mystic rank weapon forging master?

He looked at it for a long time until the flame of inheritance burned. Only then did he vaguely feel something. This isn’t a hammer, but I actually only realized it now. It’s been many days!

Zhao Li also heard his mumbling and laughed. “Not bad, you’ve finally recognized it!”

Very good!

This meant that Su Yu’s comprehension had increased a little.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to hear it!

Including the outside world, there weren’t many people who could really hear it. If they weren’t powerful, they would either be top-tier blacksmiths.

He was now at Earth rank!

Many years ago, he had actually been.

It was just that his strength wasn’t strong enough. Without the main god text, he wouldn’t be able to forge an earth rank literary soldier. But whether it was experience, technique, or consciousness, he was still at Earth rank. It was just that this Earth soldier hadn’t been forged successfully.., he did not have the ability and energy to forge other Earth rank scribes.

Su Yu was shocked, but he did not care much. He waved the small hammer, wanting to copy it.

108 hammers in an instant!

Even he had to listen for a few days before he could tell how strong this was.

Stack!

With a single hammer, it would not be a problem to kill someone stronger than him.

This was a godly skill, a deeper level of usage of the god expanding hammer.

Su Yu felt the rhythm and fluctuations. He began to learn and experiment. Buzz, Buzz… he swung the hammer, but it still made a sound. One sound was another sound, and it couldn’t be stacked.

Su Yu didn’t give up. He continued to swing the hammer, again and again.

Zhao Li smiled. With a single strike, a vibration was emitted, bringing with it a trace of traction. It pulled on Su Yu’s small hammer. The Big Hammer and the small hammer resonated, and Su Yu gradually grasped the rhythm.

“Buzz Buzz!”

The two hammers were still divided into two sounds, but the second sound was somewhat indiscernible.

Zhao Li struck while pulling on Su Yu. He did not say anything, allowing Su Yu to silently experience this feeling. If Su Yu had not discovered it until now, he would not have specially taught him how to stack them.

It was too deliberate. In Zhao Li’s view, it was not a good thing.

You can hear it. I will only teach you when I have an epiphany.

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In the academy.

Hammer after hammer sounds could be heard. Old Chen muttered, “This Zhao Li… is he preparing to take in disciples again?”

He felt it!

He felt it. Zhao Li’s hammer sounds contained some hints. Of course, it was difficult to understand if they weren’t in the same profession.

He looked at Hu Qi, who smiled faintly and said, “Cui Lang is very talented. If Zhao Li really has ideas, it’s not impossible for Cui Lang to acknowledge him as his master. He’s just old Niu’s in-name disciple. There’s no problem for him to acknowledge him as his master.”

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