Inside the classroom, the young man's face was twisted as he held onto his right leg. His entire body was shaking.
Because of this, in the past 30,000 years, armors have replaced techniques and became the mainstream on Planet Cang Yun.
He was the leader of the first graders, yet he gave in because of one sentence from Ling Xian. This was extremely embarrassing!
"Our leader's bone is broken, yet this person is unharmed. This is unbelievable."
Without a choice, people had to take a step back and use the mysterious armor as a blueprint to create the first generation of armors, the bronze armor.
"Because the spiritual energy here is thin, it is hard to train to a high level. But because of this, we were able to create such a heaven-defying item. This is a blessing in disguise."
After all, it was no longer flesh and blood, it was a bronze armor!
Ling Xian was no exception.
But he couldn't resist his heart. He was truly afraid and didn't dare to look at Ling Xian.
Ling Xian knew this very well. Therefore, he cooperated and complimented. This encouraged Zhao Feng and made him work even harder.
Sadly, the mysterious armor cannot be controlled and cannot be duplicated.
In this class, or even in the entire first graders, the young man was known as the Little Tyrant. He bullied many people. But now, he was being bullied by Ling Xian. Not only did he break a bone, but he also lost face. Naturally, he felt satisfied.
Ling Xian exclaimed. Though the power of the armor was constant, it meant it had no future. But it had a relaxed requirement for the user. Even a cultivator of a realm lower could control it.
The young man was a little scared.
"Now, can I go over?"
This was the origin of the armor. It had five levels. From lowest to highest, they were bronze, iron, silver, gold, and holy.
"That right leg was fused with the bronze armor. In the entire academy, not many people can defend against it."
To others, the young man was strong. Especially his right leg, it had already reached the fifth level. But in front of him, what did it count as?
"Remember, don't provoke me again. Or else next time, I won't just break a few bones."
Though it cannot compare to the mysterious armor, the golden armor could be mass produced. It was most suitable for people on Planet Cang Yun who had a hard time training.
Around 30,000 years ago, a mysterious armor descended from the sky and opened a new chapter for Planet Cang Yun.
Just as Ling Xian was lost in his thoughts, Zhao Feng walked into the classroom and class began.
People found that the strange armor had great attacking and defensive power, which was suitable for the people of Pale Cliffs Star who couldn't cultivate to a high realm.
His saliva flew all over the place as he excitedly explained the manufacturing method of the basic armor.
The young man was no exception. However, there was more resentment in his heart.
Therefore, Ling Xian made up his mind and vowed to learn the art of armor. It was even to the extent that he'd set his eyes on the divine armor.
The young man's strength was not weak. In the entire first year of the Warframe Department, he could be regarded as a top powerhouse. Coupled with the Bronze Battle Armor, even the most powerful people in the Battle Armor Department would not be able to shatter his right leg with a single blow.
He knew very well how hard his right leg was. The person who could easily break it was definitely an expert that he couldn't afford to offend!
He had come here to learn armor technology so that he would have the ability to fight against the nine giants of the Demon Suppressing City and the extraterrestrial demons that could appear at any time. He had not come here to be some boss and act like a tyrant.
It wasn't that he was annoyed, it was that he had already learned how to make a basic armor and he desperately wanted to try it out.
Therefore, after Ling Xian returned to Qin Bing's mansion, he immediately began crafting.
Therefore, everyone was stunned. Then, they all gasped.
The golden armor was already equivalent to a powerhouse of the eighth level. Then, just how powerful was the divine armor?
"Boss's bone cracked … how is that possible?"
Pity and mockery were all gone. What replaced it was shock and fear.
He stared deadly at Ling Xian, wanting nothing more than to skin him alive and tear him into pieces.
"If you dare to look at me like that again, I will gouge out your eyes."
Yet Ling Xian easily broke it. Why wouldn't everyone be fearful?
However, he didn't dare and he knew he didn't have the ability!
After Zhao Feng announced the end of the class, everyone left the classroom in a hurry.
To the seventh level Ling Xian, this was without a doubt, a killer weapon. It did not pale next to the physique of the peak of the eighth level!
This made Ling Xian's eyes brighten. He was thirsty to learn.
On the other hand, Ling Xian's expression was calm and collected.
A few decades ago, he even created the Golden Battle Armor!
After that, he took out a book and began to read it with great interest.
This huge contrast was enough to prove whose body the bone-cracking sound came from.
Ling Xian muttered to himself. He finally understood what the so-called armor was.
"He broke the bronze armor so easily. Is he even human? He is a monster! "
Ling Xian glared at the young man and walked to the last row calmly.
The bronze armor was equivalent to the realm of choice, the iron was equivalent to the realm of fusion, and so on.
Slowly, Ling Xian understood the origin and level of armors.
Ling Xian's expression was calm and his tone was cold. The young man subconsciously lowered his head.
Everyone was in awe and the way they looked at Ling Xian changed.
Ling Xian didn't know what everyone was thinking. If he did, he would've laughed.
Time ticked by bit by bit.
Therefore, not only was Ling Xian not disappointed, his desire grew.
Looking at the young man who was in so much pain, Ling Xian's expression was calm. He didn't think anything of this person.
This silenced everyone. A few showed sympathy, but most felt like their hatred had been vented.
Then, he felt humiliated.
Even if it was a silver armor, he could rip it apart with his bare hands, let alone a bronze armor!
His calm demeanor sent a chill down everyone's spine.
"I see. Armors do not elevate one's cultivation level by a level, they can be controlled by cultivators one level lower than them."
To put it simply, it was like a treasure. No matter what level of cultivator it was controlled by, its power would never change.
Then, after generations of hard work, the technology of armors became more and more mature. Slowly, the iron and silver armors were created.
"Dammit!" The young man clenched his teeth, wanting nothing more than to cut Ling Xian into pieces.
In the blink of an eye, it was night time. It was time for class to end.
"Can't I?" Ling Xian's gaze was deep. There was no Qi or killer's intent. Yet the young man shivered and shivered.
It was obvious that the reason why he was working so hard was to get on Ling Xian's good side.
Unlike the treasures on Planet Yongxian, which changed according to the cultivator's cultivation level, even the most powerful treasures were like toys in the hands of meditational leveled cultivators.
Thus, he endured the pain and humiliation and retracted his right leg.
He was very focused and worked very hard. Every now and then, he would glance at Ling Xian.
This scene made everyone exclaim. They knew that from this moment on, the leader of the second class was no longer the young man, but the unpredictable Ling Xian!
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