In the classroom of the second class of the Armor Department, a grey-haired elder stood on the podium and explained the important things to pay attention to when crafting basic armors.
His expression was serious and meticulous. However, his heart was full of helplessness.
Because all the students were not looking at him. Instead, they were looking at Ling Xian, who was sitting in the last row.
Especially the female students. Their eyes shone brightly as they stared at him without blinking.
It was as if that ordinary and dull face had suddenly become handsome.
What could they do? What Ling Xian did was far too shocking. First, he tore apart the armor with his bare hands. Then, he dragged the headteacher off the stage. More importantly, he had some sort of connection with Qin Bing.
How could a capable man with such a background not attract the attention of women?
Therefore, these students were no longer in the mood to listen to the elder's lecture. Even if he was a professor and an advanced armorsmith.
Only one person was paying attention. That was Ling Xian.
As the elder continued to explain, his eyes shone brighter and brighter. Everything he didn't understand before was now understood without a trace of doubt.
In other words, he could now craft basic armors.
Of course, this was only in theory. Whether or not he can succeed depended on his condition. After all, there were tens of thousands of armor parts. If he made a mistake, all his efforts would be wasted.
Looking at the attentive Ling Xian, the elder felt very happy. Especially since Ling Xian was the only one paying attention, the elder's happiness reached its peak.
Therefore, the elder became more and more serious. He explained everything he knew about basic armors.
In reality, this was knowledge for second graders. But because he saw that Ling Xian was eager to learn and because he didn't want to listen to anything else, he told him everything.
When he finished, he looked at Ling Xian and asked, "What is your name?"
"Ling Feng." Ling Xian stood up and gave him his fake name.
"Did you understand what I said just now?" the old man asked kindly.
"More than half of it." Ling Xian smiled. He actually understood everything. He just didn't want to be in the limelight, so he was being humble.
"What didn't I understand? Let me say it again. "The elder believed him.
This startled Ling Xian and he bitterly smiled.
He was merely making up an excuse to not be in the limelight. He didn't think the elder would treat him so well. Great, he made a fool out of himself.
"Ling Feng, so you were just being humble."
The old man thought for a while and understood the reason. He laughed and said, "Good lad, you actually understand everything. This is a second-year course."
"Professor, you are flattering me." Ling Xian faintly smiled.
"Well, since you already understand the theoretical knowledge, then it's time to put it into practice."
The old man pondered for a moment and said, "How about this, you start refining now. If there are any mistakes, I can correct them immediately."
"Here?" Ling Xian was startled, "But … I have no materials."
"Don't worry, I have it." The old man waved his hand.
"How can I accept that? Never mind, "Ling Xian declined. For one, he didn't want to be in the limelight, and for two, he didn't want to owe anyone anything.
"Wishy-Washy, not manly at all." The elder glared at Ling Xian and threw out the materials, "I don't even care about the materials. What are you embarrassed about?"
"Alright." Ling Xian bitterly smiled and paid his respect to the elder. Then, he walked onto the stage.
Everyone's gaze followed him to the podium, and it was obvious that they were not optimistic about him.
Basic armor sounds easy, but in reality, it is very difficult to make. Normally speaking, only fourth graders, or intermediate armorsmiths, have the right to make it.
Ling Xian was merely a first grader, so naturally, no one thought he could make it.
Even the elder, who had high hopes for him, didn't think so.
He looked at Ling Xian kindly and said, "Don't be nervous. If you can make one-tenth of the parts, you will have succeeded."
"I understand." Ling Xian faintly grinned. Before the elder's explanation, he could already make all the parts by himself. Now that he had mastered it, he was confident that he could succeed.
Therefore, he calmed himself down and began to craft.
Then, everyone, including the elder, fell into a state of shock.
Ling Xian's hands moved like water. Like a grandmaster, he made one part after another.
Plus, his speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he had made hundreds of parts.
This caused everyone to be dumbfounded. Even the old man felt somewhat shocked.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't be shocked. Because he was an advanced armorsmith, this was a piece of cake for him. But don't forget, Ling Xian's current identity was that of a first grader. Naturally, he was shocked.
"What a great talent!"
The elder evaluated Ling Xian in his mind. But very quickly, this evaluation was overturned.
It wasn't that he didn't think Ling Xian was worthy of this title, it was that this title was not worthy of Ling Xian.
His crafting speed was far too fast, and the finished product was far too outstanding. Combined with the fact that he had only been in contact with armors for a few days, he completely deserved the title of "genius".
"Is he really a first grader? Why do I feel like he is a fourth grader? And one of the best! "
"I feel the same way. How can a first grader do this?"
"This is what a genius is. He is not someone we can compete with."
Everyone discussed. Some were shocked, some were defeated.
By now, Ling Xian had already crafted thousands of parts. Though he was still miles away from completion, everyone had a feeling that he would succeed.
"What a genius. Could it be that he can actually make it?"
The elder exclaimed. His evaluation of Ling Xian had changed from a genius to a genius and it was still changing.
Ling Xian knew nothing about this.
He was completely immersed in the world of the armor and focused on crafting the parts.
One by one, the parts formed in his hands. More and more, faster and faster.
In the end, everyone could no longer see the crafting process. All they could see was the parts falling onto the ground.
Time ticked by bit by bit.
Ling Xian was immersed in crafting, and everyone was in awe.
They all forgot about the passage of time as they stared at Ling Xian, wanting to see if he could succeed.
Ten hours later, Ling Xian had finished crafting all the parts. Everyone was in disbelief.
That was tens of thousands of parts. Even if a few people worked together, it would take a day. Yet Ling Xian completed it all by himself. That was unbelievable!
"I wonder if he can succeed …"
Someone mumbled, his eyes shone with anticipation.
Everyone else was the same.
Crafting all the parts was not the key, the key was the assembly. Only then would it be considered a success.
Under everyone's gaze, Ling Xian flapped around his sleeve and all the parts automatically assembled.
After a few seconds, a basic armor appeared before everyone's eyes. That tall and sturdy body gave everyone an indescribable sense of awe.
It stood tall like a mountain, giving everyone a sense of awe they had never experienced before.
Even the elder, who was an advanced armorsmith, fell into a state of shock at this moment.
Looking at the armor that was still standing, he shifted his gaze towards Ling Xian and uttered out two words.
"Monster."
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