The Unparalleled King of War

The Unparalleled King of War
The eighth-class Weapons Craftsman


In a quiet room, Duan Ling Tian sat cross-legged.


In front of him lay a cauldron and a pile of materials …


In addition, there were two purple-colored flexible swords that were as thin as cricket wings.


That was precisely the Violet Meteorite Flexible Sword.


"Fine the three Spirit Swords first."


Duan Ling Tian's gaze flickered, then he raised his hand and held the two Violet Meteorite Flexible Swords.


Whooshing sound!


Burning with his Firearms, it didn't take long for the two Flexible Sword Meteorite Violet to turn liquid.


The liquid formed from the Violet Meteorite.


Furthermore, some kind of metal material was melted down by the Weapon Flame in Duan Ling Tian's hands. Their droppings are extracted and they are converted into pools of liquid that jump around in the air as they boil.


Under the control of Duan Ling Tian, the Meteorite Violet liquid and other liquids from some other metal materials fused together.


Accompanied by Duan Ling Tian's profound movements, the fused liquid finally separated into three balls.


Finally, they turned into three purple-colored deep flexible swords.


The three flexible swords were almost identical to the Violet Meteorite Flexible Sword from before, as thin as a cricket wing.


"Income!"


Duan Ling Tian finished and three flexible swords entered his hands.


Grasping one of the flexible swords, his Origin Energy lit up as the power of the four ancient mammoths poured into the flexible sword.


Om!


The sword cries echoed.


"Not bad. Compared to ordinary Nine-Class Spirit Weapons, its amplification was over 10%, and its strength had increased by 5,000 pounds or more, comparable to the strength of half an ancient mammoth. "


Duan Ling Tian smiled in satisfaction.


Spirit Weapons refined by a Nine-Class Weapon Craftsman would mostly only have a strength amplification of nearly 10% alone.


A Level Nine Spirit Weapon that could provide 10% amplification was considered the best quality.


The Nine Level Spirit Weapon that Duan Ling Tian had refined on his first try had clearly surpassed the best quality.


“From now on, I will call you the Flexible Sword of Violet Myrtle.”


The corner of Duan Ling Tian's mouth warped into a smile as he stared at the purple-gold flexible sword in his hand.


Furthermore, Duan Ling Tian used the remaining materials to use.


He started writing inscriptions on the three Flexible Swords of Violet Myrtle.


Right now, all of the five materials he had asked Su Mo to obtain were here. Adding the materials that Duan Ling Tian bought himself, he had everything he needed to write down the Blood Crescent Inscription.


Duan Ling Tian had only spent two hours to refine three Grade Nine Spirit Weapons.


Write down three Blood Crescent Inscriptions, however, using half a full day. He didn't even have time to go to lunch.


It's finished!


Looking at the blood red light emanating from his blade, Duan Ling Tian heaved a sigh of relief.


The three Flexible Swords of Violet Myrtle had all been inscribed with the Blood Crescent Inscription.


At this moment, he felt fatigue invade his body and a sleepy feeling crawled over him.


After asking Ke Er to heat up the food and eat, Duan Ling Tian fell asleep before the sky even darkened, and he slept until the next morning.


After waking up, he still felt a little dizzy and overwhelmed.


“The inscription writing completely drains Spiritual Strength.”


Duan Ling Tian laughed bitterly.


But when he saw his work yesterday, he felt it was all worth it.


Of the three Flexible Swords of Violet Myrtle, Duan Ling Tian kept one.


As for the other two, he gave one to Ke Er and one to his mother.


"Young Master, I feel that when I developed my sword skills using the Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword, his strength seems to have increased tremendously?"


The young girl looked at Duan Ling Tian with a puzzled expression.


Whooshing sound!


Li Rou also swung her sword.


Spirit Weapon!


Li Rou had more experience than the young girl, and she could not help but exclaim in a low voice, then she looked at the young man at the side with a blunt gaze. “Tian, this”


"Mom, apart from being a Ninth-grade Alchemist, I am also a Nine-Class Weapon Craftsman."


Duan Ling Tian smiled lightly as he said, “Also, on the Flexible Sword of Violet Myrtle, I have inscribed the Blood Crescent Inscription. You just need to control your Origin Energy and merge it into the inscription to activate it .. This Blood Crescent Inscription, if you can use it unexpectedly, is, even an Origin Core martial artist would only have a small chance of survival after being exposed! ”


The Blood Crescent Inscription?


Able to kill Origin Core martial artists?


The two beauties were stunned, taking a long time before finally being able to regain consciousness.


"Young Master, you're so great."


The young girl looked at Duan Ling Tian with a gaze of adoration, causing Duan Ling Tian to feel elated.


Li Rou's gaze became slightly dazed and her heart trembled.


“Brother Feng, can you see it? Our son is extremely talented .. Even without relying on the Duan Clan, he is not inferior to his comrades from the Duan Clan. "


A tall and powerful figure appeared before Li Rou's eyes.


That figure was everything to him at one time.


“True, Tian, Ke Er, Shi Shi moved his house a few days ago. What the hell's going on? I haven't seen the two of you with Shi Shi lately. Did the three of you fight? ” Li Rou suddenly asked.


I don't know.


Duan Ling Tian shrugged. He has an innocent expression.


That day, after he admitted defeat to Li Qing during the Clan Martial Meeting, Li Shi Shi began to avoid him.


Afterwards, he occasionally met Li Shi Shi a few times, but Li Shi Shi had an extremely unfamiliar gaze when he looked at him, even having traces of humiliation mixed within.


He had not expected Li Shi Shi would actually stay away from him.


"I don't know either."


Ke Er lightly shook his head.


Court within.


In the huge courtyard that was very far from Duan Ling Tian's house.


Whooshing sound!


It was precisely Li Shi Shi!


For this last period of time, Li Shi Shi's state of mind was filled with feelings of loss.


Ever since he had witnessed Duan Ling Tian's great strength, he had started to have an infatuated feeling towards him.


But when Duan Ling Tian admitted defeat during the Clan Martial Meeting and obediently handed the championship to Li Qing, the lofty image of Duan Ling Tian in his heart was shattered. Therefore, he started to dislike Duan Ling Tian and intended to keep some distance from him.


However, only now.


A piece of shocking news caused him to feel as if he had fallen into an ice hole!


During this year's youth meeting, Duan Ling Tian cut off Li Qing's finger and defeated the main disciples of the Xiao Clan and Lin Clan in the younger generation, and he was placed at the first rank in the Hidden Dragon List.


At that moment, he felt extremely embarrassed in his heart.


The young man who was looked down upon had used his strength and proved everything.


Of course, all of this, in his opinion, seemed to mock his pettiness.


Therefore, he did not dare to face Duan Ling Tian and directly went to meet the manager of the core court to move.


“If I don't keep my distance from him then maybe”


Li Shi Shi's heart was filled with suffering.


Unfortunately, in this world, there is no ‘hif’, and there is no medicine of regret to consume.


Duan Ling Tian had just arrived at Li Fei's doorstep when he heard a warm laugh sounding from within, full of confidence.


Duan Ling Tian's eyes shone.


He knew that the old man must have broken through to become an Eighth Grade Weapon Craftsman.


While walking with big strides, Duan Ling Tian said in a loud voice, "Congratulations, Grandpa."


At this moment, the old man also walked out of his room, his face shining. Seeing Duan Ling Tian was like looking at his grandson's future husband for him. "Son, it's all thanks to you .. If it wasn't for you, even if I forcefully broke through to become an Eighth Grade Weapon Craftsman, my old life wouldn't have lasted much longer."


“Grandfather, alike. We are all family. "


Duan Ling Tian smiled as he spoke.


Li Fei had walked out of his room when he heard the old man's laughter. After hearing what Duan Ling Tian said, his face flushed slightly as he said furiously, “Pei! Who's family with you? "


“Fei, you little girl, last night you kept talking about this boy, Ling Tian, but now that you deny it OK, Grandfather needs to go to the Weaponry Guild. Ling Tian is my grandfather's guest, and also my benefactor, so you should treat him well, "the old man said to Li Fei before leaving.


Grandpa, what are you talking about?


Li Fei, who was sold by the old man, was a little embarrassed and angry.


“Fei small, what did you say about me? Also, you need to listen to your grandfather and treat me well. "


Duan Ling Tian walked with large strides, frankly walking into his room.


“You you really entered my room.”


Li Fei's beautiful eyes glared at her as she angrily followed her.


“So what if I enter your room? I even want to sleep in your bed. ”


Duan Ling Tian let out a sly laugh as he directly fell onto Li Fei's bed.


"You!"


Li Fei flared up and was about to extend her hand and pull Duan Ling Tian up.


But how could his strength compare to Duan Ling Tian? Duan Ling Tian pulled him straight into his arms and the two of them fell onto the bed. "Little Fei, stop that."


Li Fei was still trying to struggle but was unable to break free from Duan Ling Tian. His pair of clear eyes shed tears as he said, "Bully."


"Okay, I'll stop teasing you."


Seeing this, Duan Ling Tian's heart softened and he released Li Fei.


“You bastard!” Li Fei angrily said.


"Didn't you know about this for a long time?"


Duan Ling Tian laughed.


"Huh! Stinking bastards. But thank you for helping my grandfather. ”


As he finished speaking, Li Fei's voice was no different from that of a mosquito.


“What to thank? You are my wife, and your grandfather is my grandfather, ” Duan Ling Tian said boldly.


“True, Little Fei, tell me about yourself where are your parents?” Duan Ling Tian suddenly asked.


"Parents?"


Li Fei took a deep breath. "They had an accident before I was old enough to understand anything and they died."


Duan Ling Tian found out about Li Fei's parents from him.


It turned out that many years ago, the Li Clan had experienced a calamity. During that period, many people died, and Li Fei's parents died were among them.


Although the Li Clan took revenge later, it was impossible for the dead to return again.


“I miss my father a lot, I miss my mother a lot According to grandfather, they love me a lot.”


Li Fei's delicate body began to tremble as tears flowed out from her like rain.


“Fei small, it's over. Don't piss. ”


Duan Ling Tian extended his hand and pulled Li Fei into his embrace as he comforted her.


In the end, perhaps due to being too tired of crying, Li Fei instantly fell asleep in Duan Ling Tian's arms


"I didn't expect this little girl to have such a past."


Duan Ling Tian stared fixedly at Li Fei's beautiful cheeks as he sighed in his heart.


At this moment, even though beauty was in his arms, he had no other thoughts; all he had was pity.


“Bad people, bad people, all you know is bothering me, all you know is bothering me”


Suddenly, Li Fei stretched out his fist and began to punch Duan Ling Tian in a cruel flurry as he spoke.


At first, Duan Ling Tian thought Li Fei had woken up, but when he took a closer look, he realized that Li Fei was sleeping while talking.


“Duan Ling Tian, big bastard, you are not allowed to see Xiao Lan. If you continue, I'll dig your eyes out … "


Li Fei seemed to be dreaming and muttering to herself for a while before finally recovering to a calm state.


The corner of Duan Ling Tian's mouth twitched.


What kind of dream did Little Fei have?


After about an hour, Li Fei woke up.


“You You”


Only now did he realize that he had actually fallen asleep in Duan Ling Tian's arms. He blushed immediately.


“Fei small, I don't think you will have any habit of talking in your sleep But when do I see Xiao Lan? You really want to dig into my eyes, too cruel. "


Duan Ling Tian looked as if he had lingering fear.