Chapter 3842
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Huyan Yichen was heartbroken …
Huyan Yichen shook his head. "I don't believe this is the blueprint for the Disciplinary Arm. I don't believe it …"
Feng Wu couldn't care less about his feelings. She began to instruct him.
Huyan Yichen said, "I don't believe this blueprint can make the Disciplinary Arm."
Feng Wu said, "I see."
But Huyan Yichen was really curious … Could the Disciplinary Arm really be made?
In the end, he couldn't resist his curiosity and began to help Feng Wu.
With Feng Wu's help, he wasn't worried that he couldn't do it well.
Because if he didn't do it well, Feng Wu would hit him with the ruler.
"Ouch, it hurts. Why did you hit me? Sob ~ "Huyan Yichen looked at Feng Wu pitifully.
Feng Wu said with a serious face, "You'll thank me later. Go on!"
Feng Wu's requirements were very high, and Huyan Yichen's level wasn't high enough, so he could barely make it. He had to be taught by Feng Wu every time before he could move on.
He might not be able to see it for the time being … but in the future, Huyan Yichen would be so grateful to Feng Wu that he almost knelt down.
Feng Wu asked Huyan Yichen to make one part after another.
Huyan Yichen couldn't see any hope and was frustrated.
A few days later, Huyan Yichen finally finished all of Feng Wu's requirements. He stuck out his tongue and was exhausted.
"I almost died of exhaustion on this iron platform." Huyan Yichen exhaled. "Have you made everything you want? Is it good enough now? "
Huyan Yichen looked at Feng Wu bitterly.
Feng Wu had been giving him pointers over and over again these days. Huyan Yichen wasn't a fool. On the contrary, he was a very talented alchemist, so he had seen Feng Wu's ability early on.
It couldn't have been a coincidence. She was a truly capable person …
At that thought, Huyan Yichen couldn't help but look at Feng Wu again. How could she be so capable at such a young age? It was impossible …
Huyan Yichen looked at the iron platform again. If these parts were put together …
Under Huyan Yichen's gaze, Feng Wu began to assemble them.
Just then, the old man finally finished his Flame Spear and called it a day.
He carefully examined the Holy Weapon that he had forged with his own hands.
This was the second Sacred Weapon in his life. The first was undoubtedly the Lone Sword.
Old man Huyan thought about it. If people were to find out that he possessed such a Sacred artefact, who knows how many experts would come to ask for it. The more he thought about it, the more pleased he became.
Inadvertently, he glanced over and saw Huyan Yichen still standing there, so he couldn't help but walk over.
Old Man Huyan was about to scold his grandson when he happened to see Feng Wu assembling the parts.
This lass's hand … was too steady, wasn't it?
It was actually not any worse than an Armament Master of his level!
Old Man Huyan was about to say something when his eyes were drawn to the spare parts in Feng Wu's hands.
What he was looking at wasn't how the parts were assembled, but rather … the material of the parts!
"This is Godly Metal?" Old Man Huyan's eyes lit up!
Huyan Yichen pushed the old man: "Grandpa, don't block the view."
As Huyan Yichen spoke, he took a step closer to Feng Wu, for fear of missing any step.
Huyan Yichen had a hunch that if he missed this opportunity, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
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