Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

Grab it and examine it carefully. Scanning it with spiritual power, he found very subtle traces of knife cutting. Most people can't see it at all. They will only think it is a whole piece.

Seeing this, Qianshui probably has an idea in mind, "You made these two, right?"

This thing is probably made by Huan Hongchen with pure hand-kneading. The formula of gunpowder was improved after getting the drawing of Tang San's Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus.

Although it is very good to achieve this level, it is not enough.

If it can only be kneaded by hand, it will be no different from Tang San's hidden weapon.

The craftsmanship requirements of bullets will only be higher. If the thin medicine chamber is cut with Huan Hongchen's carving knife, it will be a headache just to think about it.

"Not really, I made a dozen or so. The power is quite large. If some adjustments are made, such as explosions, such as shooting at the head, ordinary Soul Saints and even Soul Douluo will be killed instantly.

I don't know about Titled Douluo, after all, I haven't reached the realm yet. Why don't you try it?"

Pointing a gun at yourself? Qianshui was really eager to try it now, "Where's the gun?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huan Hongchen took out a long black thing, which looked like it was taken out from her skirt.

He sniffed, but Qianshui only paid attention to the fire stick-like thing, "Rifle?!"

The speed of a rifle bullet is about twice that of a pistol, which is a common sense for Qianshui, a jack of all trades.

It's just that the indoor space is small, and he suddenly didn't dare to try it.

"Come on~" Huan Hongchen, who seemed to be complacent, shook the fire stick, leaving the shadow of this thing on someone's ugly face.

"Are we here to forge iron today?"

"Oh, that's a small matter, how can we try it?" Looking at Qian Renxue's face, Huan Hongchen seemed to be unwilling to give in.

But Qianshui felt that this woman must be targeting him, otherwise why would she be so persistent?

"Okay!" After communicating with his wife, the two of them quietly changed back.

No matter what, Qianshui couldn't bring out all of Qian Renxue's level 97 strength, so he was the best choice.

The Angel Sword was summoned, and Miss Angel raised her eyebrows. She thought she would teach this woman a lesson.

When the bullet was loaded, Qian Renxue, who looked indifferent, suddenly burst out with a strong soul pressure, making the whole studio full of metal debris. He couldn't get close to Qian Renxue, and was completely blocked by her body.

However, Huan Hongchen seemed expressionless, and didn't care that the soul pressure was directed at her, and fired at Miss Angel.

When the bullet was fired, Qianshui, who was hiding and watching the show, finally knew what was going on.

His fear of guns was in his bones. Killing an enemy with one shot was not a joke. For a moment, he forgot that he was in a fantasy world and that he was super powerful.

I don't know if there was some music in his mind, but Qianshui knocked his wife down with lightning speed, stretched out two fingers and clamped the flying bullet.

"The martial arts of the world are indestructible. Only speed can't break!"

Chapter 284 New action, emergency at sea

When Qian Renxue's soul power with fire attribute was lingering around, Qian Renxue knew what Qian Shui was pretending to be and silently complained: Fire Cloud Angel God?

As the saying goes, the sound of a gun is worth a thousand taels of gold. If this thing can't be mass-produced, it's actually no different from a fire stick.

"How is the fragmentation grenade?"

"That's easy. Ordinary ceramic bombs can also hurt or kill the soul king."

"That's okay. Let's put this thing aside for now. Our goal is not these. Let's talk about it when we have the conditions. Let's try to forge iron."

"Okay!"

Seeing that Qian Shui was just pretending, he didn't say anything. Huan Hongchen also roughly understood that the power of this thing was insufficient.

In fact, after coming to his senses, Qian Shui also looked at the barrel. There was not even rifling. It was difficult to ensure accuracy. It was good enough to hear a sound.

Of course, it was also very good that Qianshui cleaned up the metal debris on the ground for her. She was too busy to do it, so she just did it casually.

The fire was lit, but Qianshui didn't expect that he could play ironwork in Douluo Continent. After all, he didn't hammer martial spirits, and Tang San didn't like metal processing.

"Let's try ordinary pig iron first. Why did you take deep-sea silver?"

Seeing Qianshui's disgust, Huan Hongchen was full of contempt.

What did you say? Don't you feel sorry for rare metals?

"You are at a high level, so deep-sea silver is easy to get?"

"Sister, I have never been in contact with forging before. At least you should try something first. Just like fighting spirits, you can't use your ultimate moves right away. You have to test the opponent's weight, right?"

"Your words are not convincing, right?" During the round-the-world voyage, the Tyrannosaurus Rex in the first crisis was killed instantly under Huan Hongchen's eyes.

This time, even the hidden Qian Renxue was speechless. If this guy really wanted to fight, when would he fight for 300 rounds to test his strength first?

Who came up with the method of "First Sight Kill"?

But what Qianshui said made sense. He casually took out a piece of black metal from the corner and threw it to Qianshui.

"Is this an ordinary piece of iron?"

"Where do I get that thing?" After all, she was also a seventh-level soul guide. If she wanted ordinary pig iron, she had to get it specially. "This is a piece of natural iron essence."

Weighing this ordinary iron essence, Qianshui asked casually, "How much is it?"

"How do I know? About a dozen gold soul coins?"

But this earned Qianshui's contempt.

Although he is now in charge of an empire, and he and Qian Renxue have a lot of money in their pockets, they have long been free from wealth because of the cooperation with the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, but this is not the way to spend money. If you just throw it in the corners, it will all be ashes.

Don't care about these. Although Huan Hongchen's eyes are wandering and pretending to be stupid, he also knows that Qianshui is just complaining like this.

It's a waste not to slaughter the rich, who makes him rich. The idea is that the money spent is money. As the general manager of soul guides, she, Huan Hongchen, is not greedy or lacking. It's normal to have some surplus materials in her workshop when purchasing normally. Isn't it normal?

"I always feel that I have to check your space soul guides sometime!" At this time, Qianshui was also taking the red-hot iron essence out of the forging furnace with red charcoal fire, while raising the hammer.

"Do you still need to check the space soul guide? You can search the soul. Why bother with so much trouble?"

"Okay, search it for me?"

Qianshui's words were indeed quite scary. Huan Hongchen even took a step back, "Don't..."

It's not that he was really greedy. As a human, there are always some thoughts of social death in his mind. Even Qianshui, he had to let go of the Niwan Palace under the circumstances, so that his wife could really control him.

"What are you afraid of?"

With a clang, Qianshui picked up the black metal forging hammer and smashed it on the red-hot iron essence.

"You are too strong!"

"Uh..." Qianshui, who originally had the initiative in the topic, was instantly reversed by Huan Hongchen.

"Who knew this thing was so fragile!"

Lifting the hammer, the iron essence was lifted up by the hammer. Qianshui thought that iron should be forged with all his strength, but he didn't expect to be flattened by a hammer.

"Normal people need to use a lot of strength to forge, but what level are you at?"

Lifting Qian Renxue's thin arms, the flesh and blood inside were clearly visible under the fire of the forging furnace.

It was a little thin, but it was more than enough to carry the Trident of the Sea God. It was indeed very powerful.

Smacking his lips, someone was also quite embarrassed, "Okay... I'll be gentle."

Attaching soul power to the iron essence, a series of clanging sounds rang out.

But this action shocked Huan Hongchen. Qian Renxue's forearm in front of him was hitting the red-hot iron essence at a weird speed that a normal person could not do at all, and the knocking sounds were almost connected.

If Qianshui was watching and commenting, he would probably say that it was not as good as a close-in defense cannon, right?

"What are you knocking?"

"Ah?"

Because the knocking sound was too dense, the whole studio could not hear the human voice, and Huan Hongchen was also dazed and distracted, but did not hear what the first sentence said clearly.

"I say, what do you want to make?" Qianshui, who probably understood, directly gave a mental power link, and at the same time sighed that superpowers are sometimes really convenient.

However, this action scared Huan Hongchen. She couldn't tell what the mental power link was for. She just felt that he threatened her to search her soul just now, and now he was going to do it?

Fortunately, Qianshui's words were very clear under the mental power link, which made her feel relieved.

"Whatever, do whatever you like."

"Okay then"

The knocking sound continued, and the shape of the object was constantly taking shape. Qianshui, who didn't use a shovel, directly used soul power to grasp it. It seemed that Qianshui, who had found some tricks, hammered more and more handy, like an old master who had been immersed in this for many years.

He even had time to change his hand to touch Qian Renxue's soft blonde hair, and put on an apron.

As the shape changed, Qianshui's first work was about to be completed, but this made Huan Hongchen full of accounts.

"Huh! Done!"

Seeing Qianshui holding up the sheet-like object like a show-off, Huan Hongchen felt speechless for a moment, at least he felt that it was not in line with this person's identity.

"You just made a kitchen knife?" But on second thought, if it was Qianshui, it seemed normal.

"No matter how good your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives!" After throwing the forging hammer, Qianshui started to play with the kitchen knife. Although there was no handle, he played it in a very good way.

It was just that he looked like a little angel, which was cute, but really funny.

Seeing Huan Hongchen holding back his laughter when he was playing with the knife, someone didn't indulge him and knocked as usual, "What material is your forging hammer made of? It's quite heavy! It's quite expensive, right?"

Huan Hongchen: "Tungsten steel..."

Qianshui: "Six! Where's my money?!"

If you didn't say the last sentence, she would have been really scared by this sudden attack. What's the mood?

"Where's the whetstone? I'll make a blade."

Life has ups and downs, Huan Hongchen didn't react for a while.

"Forget it, I think I still have this thing." After rummaging through his soul guide, Qianshui actually found a huge whetstone.

Hu Liena probably recognized it here. Back then, this senior brother knew that she couldn't move it, but he still made her move it with all her might, just because he complained to Bibi Dong that he was too ruthless in actual combat and didn't pay attention to his health, and was particularly petty.

While Qianshui was sharpening his knife, the corners of his mouth unconsciously smiled.

"Nanbian, finally moved!"

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