Qi Ming and his son
The moment he finished speaking, the entire classroom was filled with excitement.
Looking at the students below the podium, Diao Yadong sneered in his heart.
"Mu Yun, what are you going to use to fight with me? Are you going to use your trash? This time, I will let everyone know that I, Diao Yadong, am the one who brought up the Senior Class 3. This is my honor! "
Sneering in his heart, Diao Yadong's expression did not change as he said, "I have already thought about this battle."
"The first round, martial arts, Mo Hai. The second round, alchemy, Wang Yunqi. The third round, alchemy, Qi Yun!"
Diao Yadong's words caused an uproar in the class.
Mo Hai, the genius of the Senior Class 3, whose strength was second only to Diao Yayun. At the age of seventeen, he had already reached the Qi Condensation Realm.
Qi Yun, the disciple of the Qi Family. Although the Qi Family was only a second-rate family in Beiyun City, Qi Yun's reputation had spread throughout the city for a long time.
At the age of seventeen, he was a genuine Common Blacksmith. A month ago, he had successfully refined a Middle Grade Common Weapon.
Wang Yunqi, the eldest daughter of the Wang Family, was sixteen years old. Together with Miao Xianyu, they were known as the two alchemy geniuses in Beiyun City.
These three people could be said to represent the strongest combat power in the entire Junior Class 3!
"Teacher Diao, I disagree!"
At this moment, a voice in the class retorted.
A student stood up and said, "Teacher Diao, it's just to deal with Junior Class 5. Moreover, it's the lowest class in the academy. If we use our strongest combat power, it's simply a waste of talent. People will say that we are bullying the weak!"
"That's right!"
"That's right. How can we use our strongest combat power in Mu Yun's class?"
"We really think too highly of them!"
The entire class was filled with enthusiasm. A few students even volunteered.
"Quiet!"
A shout suddenly sounded. Diao Yadong's face was calm as he looked at the class quietly.
"In the battle a month later, no matter who our opponent is, it's our chance to show off!" Diao Yadong shouted, "Whether our opponent is strong or weak, we, the Senior Class 3, will kill them in one strike. Who in the entire academy can compete with us? Since our opponent is weak, we will finish them in one strike.... Let them see the unparalleled strength of the Senior Class 3! "
"Senior Class 3 will win!"
"Senior Class 3 will win!"
…
In an instant, the entire classroom was filled with cheers and shouts of joy.
Looking at the academy that was filled with cheers and high fighting spirit, Diao Yadong was very satisfied.
"Mu Yun … Wang Qingfeng … You are all stepping stones for my, Diao Yadong's, rise. Northern Cloud Academy is my, Diao Yadong's, world. In the future, I will definitely go to the Southern Cloud Empire's capital, Southern Cloud City, and let my, Diao Yadong's, name spread throughout the entire Southern Cloud Empire, and even the Heavenly Fate Continent!"
Clenching his fists, Diao Yadong became even more determined.
Beiyun City had a population of several million people, and the city was bustling with activity.
However, these markets were mostly controlled by the Qin, Mu, Wang, and Diao families.
In the western part of Beiyun City, there were dozens of markets. Most of them belonged to Family Qin.
At this moment, Mu Yun was in Xi Fang City. She was dressed in a long black gown and had her hands behind her back as she wandered aimlessly.
"Qi Ming, a collateral descendant of the Qi Family. He works part-time in a blacksmith shop belonging to the Qi Family to support his father, Qi Yufeng, whose legs were broken!"
"Qi Yufeng was a genius of the Qi Family twenty years ago. Although he was the son of a servant, he made a name for himself in the Qi Family by relying on his talent in refining weapons. However, five years later, he married the eldest daughter of the Qi Family. After that, his legs were crippled overnight, and he was unable to refine weapons. He had to sit in a wheelchair for fifteen years!"
Mu Yun muttered to herself as she kept thinking about something.
"Interesting, interesting. As a servant, he became the son-in-law of the Qi Family. His legs were inexplicably crippled, and he was expelled from the Qi Family. He could only live in the Family Qin's market and rely on blacksmithing to survive!"
Mu Yun laughed. "Looks like this Qi Ming isn't that simple!"
After making up her mind, Mu Yun sped up …
In one of the dozens of markets in the Family Qin, there was a hubbub of voices. There were rows upon rows of vendors selling cloth, wine shops, and tea stalls.
At the corner of the market, in a blacksmith shop that was ten square meters in size, a young man was waving the iron hammer in his hand and hitting an iron rod that had just appeared in front of him.
The originally strange-looking iron rod gradually became angular in his hand, and iron shavings fell from it.
"Blacksmithing is about the unity of the mind and strength. The higher the strength, the better. The faster the speed, the better. The faster the speed, the faster the speed. The faster the speed, the faster the speed!"
Behind the young man, a middle-aged man in a wheelchair said in a hoarse voice, "The most important thing is the mind. The unity of the mind and the mind. Treat the iron rod in your hand as a living thing. Only then will it become what you want it to be!"
"Understood, Father!"
Hearing the words of the middle-aged man behind him, the speed at which the young man waved the iron hammer slowed down.
"Actually, blacksmithing and blacksmithing are of the same origin. To ordinary people, blacksmithing is blacksmithing, but to martial artists, blacksmithing is blacksmithing. The reason why ordinary weapons have the word 'ordinary' in them is because ordinary weapons use the martial artist's True Origin as their veins and condense them into a contract. They are poured into the weapon to increase its power, making it stronger than ordinary weapons. However, they are still ordinary weapons!"
"As for Profound Weapons, only martial artists at the tenth level of the Spirit Aperture Realm can refine them. This is because Profound Weapons already have all kinds of mysterious abilities. Only martial artists at the Spirit Aperture Realm have powerful True Origin in their bodies and can endow Profound Weapons with a higher level of contract. Only then will they be able to unleash their greatest power!"
Clap clap …
As the middle-aged man finished speaking, clapping sounds could be heard. A young man in a black robe was standing at the door. He leaned against the door of the blacksmith shop and kept clapping his hands.
"Well said, very well said. At the end of the day, ordinary weapons are just ordinary weapons. They are nothing much. Profound Weapons are considered divine weapons."
The man smiled and added, "Senior, there is something wrong with your words. Profound Weapons can not only be refined by martial artists at the Spirit Aperture Realm. Physical martial artists can also refine them!"
"Instructor Mu!"
Seeing the young man, the topless young man was slightly stunned and seemed a little anxious.
"Haha, Qi Ming, I didn't expect you to have a blacksmith shop at home. It seems like my decision to let you compete with Qi Yun in blacksmithing was a wise one!"
Mu Yun laughed and walked into the blacksmith shop. He came in front of Qi Ming and took the hammer.
"Any weapon refined from any metal can be transformed into various shapes!" Mu Yun said as he held the iron hammer tightly and hammered it at a steady pace.
"This iron hammer can be transformed into a long spear or a long sword. The will of the blacksmith is all up to him!"
Following Mu Yun's words, the iron hammer in his hand constantly changed its appearance.
One moment, it looked like a long spear, and the next moment, it was actually transforming into a long sword.
Wonderful!
Seeing this scene, Qi Ming was secretly surprised.
He had been blacksmithing for his father since he was young for a full ten years.
In these ten years, he was very familiar with these pieces of iron.
Once a piece of iron was set, it was very difficult to change its appearance again. It required a lot of strength and might even damage the essence of the iron!
However, Instructor Mu did not seem to use too much strength!
"Uh …"
In the end, Mu Yun held a model that looked like a large knife in his hand. He scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry, Qi Ming. You want to forge an iron hammer, right?"
"Ah?"
Qi Ming was stunned at the side and only reacted now.
"Ming 'er, this is your instructor, right? Please take a seat!"
Qi Yufeng sat in his wheelchair with an old sheet on his leg. He said apologetically, "I have been crippled for more than ten years and can't get up to welcome guests. Instructor Mu, please don't take offense!"
"No, of course not. When facing a Mystic Weapon Master, I, Mu Yun, should naturally treat you with respect!"
"Haha … Ordinary Weapon Master …" Qi Yufeng said self-deprecatingly, "That was in the past!"
"Who said it was in the past?"
Mu Yun said in surprise, "The person in front of me is just a dispirited Weapon Master who is sitting in a wheelchair because his willpower has been worn away. How is he crippled!"
When Mu Yun said this, Qi Ming's eyes lit up.
"Instructor Mu, do you have a way to cure my father's legs?"
Qi Ming's eyes were filled with hope.
He had more or less heard some rumors about Qin Mengyao in the market.
It was a strange illness that no one in the entire Beiyun City could cure. Even Master Mo, a powerful Sixth Grade Alchemist, could not cure it.
However, he was cured by Mu Yun.
Compared to Qin Mengyao's Frost, his father's legs were not worth mentioning!
"Your father's legs were crippled overnight. He should have taken two types of elixirs — Jade Spirit Elixir and Hundred Fruit Elixir. Jade Spirit Elixir is a good elixir that clears one's mind and clears one's heart and lungs. Hundred Fruit Elixir is a Second Grade Elixir that is very beneficial to a martial artist's cultivation. It can clean the stains in a martial artist's meridians. Both elixirs are miraculous elixirs! "
"Then why did my father's legs …"
"If the two types of miraculous elixirs are taken separately, it won't be a problem to take a hundred or eighty elixirs a day. However, once they are taken at the same time, or even less than an hour apart, it will be a fatal poison elixir!"
Mu Yun's tone gradually became gloomy and cold.
On the other side, Qi Yufeng's expression also gradually darkened …
"How could this be?" Qi Ming did not know what was going on. After all, when his father's legs were crippled, he was still at an ignorant age.
"Is this very difficult to understand?" Mu Yun spoke again, "Your father's talent in refining weapons is unparalleled. He either attracted jealousy or hatred, and in the end, he suffered from this evil scheme!"
"Father …"
"Senior Qi, I'm not here today to ask about the past. I have something to discuss with you!"
Mu Yun changed the topic and said, "Because I want to be promoted to an Intermediate Grade Teacher, I need to undergo an assessment. Qi Ming is my student. I want to use him for a month to train him and help me compete!"
"Of course, he won't participate in it for nothing. If he helps me win the competition, I can refine an elixir for you and let you stand up again!"
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