Ten thousand shadows and flying snow in Douluo continent

Chapter 141 Invite a master craftsman to make a one-word battle armor

Back at the mech manufacturing site, Wu Yingkong took his original seat.

At this time, the competition has reached the final third round, and the soul guide circuit is still carved on Chen Yin.

After more than an hour, today's competition finally came to an end. Except for the forging side, the other three venues were all completed.

For more than an hour, Wu Yingkong could be said to have finished it with a bit of courage, and almost fell asleep in the middle.

After the game ended, the audience gradually dispersed, and Wu Fengying also sent a voice transmission to ask Wu Yingkong to go to the forging side first and wait, and then he will go there in a while.

Wu Yingkong came to the forging side. At this time, the forging competition was only in the final third round. It can be seen how time-consuming forging is.

Ten minutes later, Wu Fengying also came over.

"It's not over yet?" Wu Fengying asked Sun Feng on the referee's bench.

Sun Feng glanced at Wu Fengying and replied, "How fast do you think forging is?"

Wu Fengying smiled and said, "Understood, Monkey, I have something to ask you."

Sun Feng was slightly annoyed, and said, "I told you not to call me that nickname!"

"Don't be so stranger, we are so familiar." Wu Fengying said.

Sun Feng snorted coldly and said, "What's the matter, tell me quickly! The game is still going on!"

Wu Fengying said: "Help my son make a battle armor, one character."

"I refuse!" Sun Feng said without hesitation.

Wu Fengying was taken aback, she didn't expect Sun Feng to refuse so simply.

"Don't refuse so quickly, it's just a one-word battle armor, it won't take much of your time." Wu Fengying said again.

Sun Feng said: "I don't! Do you think that the master craftsman has so much time? I can give you face and come to this competition as a judge!"

"We have prepared the materials, but they are very rare!" Wu Fengying said tentatively, he knew that Sun Feng had no resistance to those extremely rare minerals.

"That's not necessary! I can't do it. I haven't seen your minerals yet!" Sun Feng said.

"It's the Shadow Steel!" Wu Fengying tried again, after all, the rarity of the Shadow Steel was there.

"That's not necessary!" Sun Feng continued to refuse, although he was already a little moved, but he couldn't lose face.

"It was produced by that beast-level Shun Yinglan at the ranking meeting in Mingdu a few months ago!" Wu Fengying made a last-ditch effort.

This time Sun Feng was silent, and it took a while before he said: "What you said is true? Did you take the picture of the Phantom Steel back then?"

Wu Fengying smiled, he knew it was a success.

"Of course it's me! At least I'm still a god-level powerhouse! I still have credit."

Sun Feng was silent for a while, and said: "Okay, I admit, I am moved, I promise you, but let me say something first, if you lie to me, don't blame me for disregarding the friendship of previous years."

After Sun Feng finished speaking, he withdrew his mental power and stopped talking.

Wu Fengying smiled, and said to Wu Yingkong beside him: "Yingkong, after the forging competition is over, I will take you to forge the battle armor again!"

Wu Yingkong nodded.

At this moment, two other referees from the mecha manufacturing field suddenly appeared, and one of the judges said to Wu Fengying, "Old Wu, what's the matter with you? Why did you disappear after the competition?"

"That's right! Old Wu! To be a man, you have to be trustworthy! If you agree, then your son will choose it!" Another judge said.

Wu Yingkong on the side was stunned, why did it involve him?
At the same time, a judge also noticed that Wu Yingkong and Wu Fengying were standing very close, so he asked Wu Fengying, "Old Wu, is he your son?"

Wu Fengying nodded and said, "Yes! Yes! He is my son."

After receiving Wu Fengying's confirmation, another judge grabbed Wu Yingkong's hands and gave Wu Yingkong a big jump, almost releasing the spirit ring.

"Little friend, no! Nephew! Would you like to learn how to make mechas with me?"

"Too cunning! Nephew! Follow me! I am stronger than him! He is just a Title Douluo at level 92, but I am a Super Douluo at level 95!" said another judge.

"Strength doesn't mean everything! Nephew! Don't listen to him, he only became a ninth-level mecha maker two years ago. I have been a ninth-level mecha maker for three years, and my skills are definitely better than him!"

Wu Yingkong was fooled by these two "uncles", and wanted to escape from here directly.

"Stop arguing, and let my son decide. It's useless to say anything!" Wu Fengying said.

The two judges nodded and said, "You're right!" Then they both looked at Wu Yingkong and said, "Nephew, tell us your choice!"

Wu Yingkong was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "I'm not interested in mecha manufacturing."

Wu Yingkong's words stunned the two referees, and then they both looked at Wu Fengying.

Wu Fengying smiled awkwardly, and said: "My son does not seem to be interested in mecha manufacturing. I forced him to study at the beginning."

The faces of the two judges changed, and they shouted at the same time: "Then you didn't say it earlier! Wasted my time!"

For these ninth-level mecha makers, the most important thing to learn mecha manufacturing is not talent, but the enthusiasm and interest in mecha making. Without these two points, no matter how good the talent is, it is useless.

Then the two judges left cursing.

more than an hour later.

After more than an hour, the forging competition was finally over, and Sun Feng also said to Wu Fengying through voice transmission with spiritual power: "Come to the Black Ocean City Blacksmith Association, and just say that you are here to find us."

"Understood." Wu Fengying replied, and then took Wu Yingkong to board the soul guide taxi to the Black Ocean City Blacksmith Association.

The Blue Ocean City Blacksmith Association is located in the west of Blue Ocean City, ten kilometers away from the competition square.

When I came to the Blacksmith Association, there were many blacksmiths in the hall at this time, and they were basically here to pick up the tasks. These blacksmiths were basically level five blacksmiths.

Wu Fengying came to the front desk, and the woman in charge of introducing the forging task at the front desk asked, "Are you also here to accept the forging task? Please show your blacksmith badge."

Wu Fengying shook her head and said, "I'm not a blacksmith, I'm a mecha maker. Master Sun asked me to come here."

After hearing this, the woman immediately lowered her voice and said, "You're here. Okay, Master Sun is on the top floor. You can take the innermost elevator to get there directly."

"Thank you." After Wu Fengying thanked her, she walked into the elevator with Wu Yingkong.

"That's a holy craftsman!" A fifth-level blacksmith said, because the innermost elevator can only be used by holy craftsmen of level seven or above, so it is natural to think that Wu Fengying is a holy craftsman.

"What a young holy craftsman, he looks only 30 years old! I've never seen him before! The kid next to him should be his apprentice!" said another black-bone chicken blacksmith.

"Maybe they came from other cities. After all, we have a lot of foreign blacksmiths in Blue Ocean City recently."

"Maybe."

"That's right! I heard that the god-level master Sun Feng has come to our Blue Ocean City, and he is also a judge in the competition held by the Mecha Masters Association and our blacksmith!" Someone suddenly said.

The two were taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly, and said, "How is that possible! What is Master Sun's status, and he will be a judge in this small competition? It must be fake!"

"Oh!" The man nodded. He had also heard about it. He didn't know if it was true or not, but since the two of them said so, it must be false. Reasonable.

But they didn't expect that the master craftsman Sun Feng actually came to this small competition as a judge.

(End of this chapter)