Chapter 1389: Trip to Ming City (Seeking Subscriptions)_1

Finally, after nearly half an hour's walk, the group stopped...

Someone spoke up, "We're here, this is the Blacksmith Association!"

Compared to the Blacksmith Association where Tang Wulin had been, the one before them was obviously a few sizes larger...

Just having entered the Blacksmith Association, one could see with the naked eye a dense crowd of Forging Masters, discussing fervently with one another...

"Today we will have the President of the Blacksmith Association himself explain to us, just thinking about it makes me somewhat excited!"

"Yeah, that is the legendary Divine Craftsman, even if we can grasp a bit of the essence! It could bring us no small improvement!"

"I hope that after listening to the Divine Craftsman's explanation, I can step into the ranks of the level 3 Forging Masters!"

"Stop dreaming, this is a Divine Craftsman; if it were that easy to understand, we wouldn't still be stuck at the level of low-tier Forging Masters"

Tang Wulin looked at these people, exclaiming in surprise, "So many people, it seems that this Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua is definitely extraordinary!"

Soon, his gaze fell upon a nearby forging table, which was laid out with various forging materials...

Those must be the items he will use for the explanation...

Just then, a female employee beside him, gazing tenderly at Tang Wulin, said softly, "Little brother, are you also here to attend the President's lecture?"

The latter was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, sister, do you know how much longer it will be until the President starts his explanation?"

The female employee replied, "He should be here any minute now!"

Indeed, a few minutes later, a tall man exuding a unique aura came out, surrounded by a crowd of people...

The host employee announced, "Everyone quiet down! Next, let us welcome with applause the President of our association, the Divine Craftsman level Forging Master, Zhen Hua!"

"Hiss... Is this the President of the Blacksmith Association, Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua? He really has a different vibe!"

"Even though his looks and my expectations don't quite match, this aura is completely intimidating!"

"Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua! Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua!"

"President! President!"

"Is this the charisma of a Divine Craftsman!! Truly terrifying!"

The experiences of Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua are definitely exemplary!

He became famous at a young age without arrogance, starting from a small city as a Forging Master, stepping up to the pinnacle step by step!

In the end, through his own efforts, he became the President of the Blacksmith Association's headquarters, and the only Divine Craftsman on the Continent.

Zhen Hua looked out with his profound gaze at the crowd gathered there and waved, saying, "Hello, everyone!"

The crowd answered in unison, "Hello, President!"

The serious look on his face eased somewhat as he humorously said, "Well, I'm glad that so many of you could attend this public lecture, giving face to this Divine Craftsman."

In just one sentence, the tense atmosphere instantly softened...

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the President to be so humorous!"

"That is our Blacksmith Association's President for you, magnanimous, unlike other Forging Masters who get a bit of skill and become arrogant!"

"Exactly, just now I was still being respectful, and in a moment I was disarmed!"

"Worthy of the President, hahahaha!"

Even Tang Wulin felt an invisible increase in affinity for Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua!

He suddenly held even greater reverence for the latter...

Zhen Hua pursed his thin lips, sighed, and said, "Then let's get right to the point and use fusion forging as an example to explain to everyone!"

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Elsewhere, three students looked disgruntledly at Wu Dousi...

They coldly snapped, "Hmph, you actually plan to challenge the three of us alone, do you really think your strength is that strong?"

"Don't forget, our soul power rank is about six levels higher than yours!"

"I've never seen such an arrogant opponent!"

They were all Soul Kings, yet today they were challenged by a Soul Ancestor!

Wu Dousi's beautiful eyes grew cold, "Enough talk! Are we fighting or not?"

If it were just about defeating an opponent five levels higher than herself, there was absolutely no difficulty at all!

Thus, in order to claim victory in the final exam, she planned to defeat the three individuals in front of her despite the level gap!

Seeing Wu Dousi speak in such a manner, they coldly yelled, "Since you're so intent on suffering, don't blame us, let's all go at her together!"

After the words fell, all three of them released their Martial Souls, exuding a terrifying aura...

Five soul rings slowly rose from beneath their feet!

Subsequently, Wu Dousi also released her Martial Soul, and the fourth soul ring at her feet suddenly lit up...

Fourth Soul Skill, Netherworld Shadow Clone!

Her figure gradually became blurry, and after a violent tremble, it split into several identical images...

Each clone possessed certain attributes of the original body and could use the same soul skills!

The next second, they tore towards the three individuals before them with incredible speed...

"Damn it... What is this person playing at, using the Fourth Soul Skill right from the start!"

"Tsk, truly a novice. No wonder she dared to challenge us alone, she still doesn't realize the gap between a Soul King and a Soul Ancestor!"

"Let's join forces and quickly take care of this arrogant fool, make her recognize her own strength!"

But everything that followed would be their nightmare!

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All outer courtyard students of Shrek Academy were monitored during the final exams, except for two individuals!

Yuanen Yehui and Yue Zhengyu, as the strongest Soul Masters of the second year, no longer needed their strength to be questioned!

Meanwhile, Yuanen Yehui coldly shouted, "Second Soul Skill, Dark Devil Sword!"

Vaguely, the Fallen Angel behind her drew a pitch-black sword, grabbed it firmly, and then directly sent the opponent flying hundreds of meters with a single strike...

After crashing mightily into the ground, "Pu!" a burst of blood spurted out, and the opponent fell unconscious...

Disappointment flashed across Yuanen Yehui's cheeks, "How weak!"

Yue Zhengyu beside her twitched the corner of his mouth, tightening his fist, he thought, "You, with a hundred-thousand-year soul ring as your Fifth Soul Skill, what do you expect them to fight you with?"

Moreover, the Fallen Angel's Martial Soul was inherently a top-tier direct-attack class Martial Soul!

Combined, even when facing a Soul Emperor, they were not even slightly weaker!

Despite wanting to complain, he couldn't help but say in a resentful tone, "I'm saying, you should be more concerned about your opponent first, you've made them vomit blood!"

Yuanen Yehui glanced at the opponent lying on the ground, expressionless, "No need!"

After she had slain those evil Soul Masters the last time, she found her heart had grown much harder!

Even if she killed someone, there was no ripple in her heart!

She vaguely sensed the reason behind it!

Having said that, she turned around and left...

Yue Zhengyu looked pityingly at the man on the ground and hurriedly chased after Yuanen Yehui...

"Hey, hey, wait for me!"

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