Legend of the Dragon King: The Rise of the Golden Dragon

Is this just a trick?

When she thought of this, Mu Xi felt ashamed and angry, and felt that her face had been humiliated by Wang Yan. Especially when her father Mu Chen also knew about this, Mu Xi felt that she had lost face and found it difficult to accept it!

Seeing Mu Xi's bulging face, hands on her hips, and a pair of golden ponytails swaying behind her head, Wang Yan was not afraid. Instead, he felt that Mu Xi looked a little cute at this moment.

"Hey, why aren't you talking?"

Hearing this, Wang Yan spread his hands, shrugged, and said helplessly, "If I tell you, will you believe it?"

Mu Xi was stunned, "No!"

She thought about it and realized that if Wang Yan told her that he was a level five blacksmith, she would not believe it.

After all, he became a master of spiritual training at the age of nine. Isn’t this a fantasy?

Wang Yan smiled and said, "That's enough!"

"I don't care, it's all your fault anyway!"

"Okay! Blame me."

Seeing that Mu Xi was so angry and wanted to recruit someone, Wang Yan had no choice but to take the responsibility for his mistake.

He knew that girls at this time couldn't explain to them.

His eyes moved slightly, and Wang Yan changed the subject, "Senior sister, are you going back to the academy?"

Mu Xi nodded, "Yeah!"

"Let's get together!"

Wang Yan said, and then took the lead to walk towards the college.

Mu Xi hesitated for a while and then followed.

She had many questions and wanted to ask Wang Yan, especially how did he become a forger at the age of nine? How did he become a master of spiritual forging?

But Mu Xi felt that it would be too shameful to ask Wang Yan for advice, so she did not speak directly.

And Wang Yan is not a person who is good at communication. For a while, the two of them were silent.

Arriving at the entrance of the college, Mu Xi finally couldn't help but patted Wang Yan on the shoulder, "How did you forge it?"

Glancing at Mu Xi, Wang Yan said seriously, "The metal will tell you!"

"This is a feeling that can only be understood but cannot be expressed. If you practice more, you will understand."

After that, Wang Yan entered the college directly and walked to his dormitory.

He felt that forging relied on understanding, and there was really nothing to say. Besides, he didn’t know what to say! Now, Wang Yan is in a state of knowing how to do forging, but not knowing how to teach others. After all, he has come into contact with

The forging time is still too short.

Metal will tell me?

Looking at Wang Yan's back, Mu Xi's eyes flickered and her eyes were slightly stunned. She remembered that her father seemed to have said the same thing to her when she was a child...

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"Wang Jinxi!"

Returning to the door of the dormitory, Wang Yan was surprised to see a man sitting on the steps. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Wang Yan could clearly see the expression on his face, which was confused and tinged with a hint of pain and entanglement.

Seeing Wang Yan arriving, Wang Jinxi stood up immediately.

"You finally came!"

"You're waiting for me!"

"Yes!"

"Is it because of Wuhun?"

Wang Yan asked curiously. He remembered that in the original work, Wang Jinxi seemed to have approached Tang Wulin because of the problem of his martial soul being suppressed.

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Wang Jinxi looked shocked, "You know!"

Wang Yan understood and smiled, "Yes, I guessed it!"

"If I guessed correctly, you should have come to me because my martial spirit was suppressed by me!"

Wang Jinxi nodded, with a hint of guilt on his face, "Maybe I shouldn't ask, but I still want to know the reason!"

"All I've been thinking about these days are those things, and I can't calm down to practice. That's why I came to see you today. If you don't want to tell me, I won't force you, but I really want to know.

Why does this happen?”

"My martial spirit is the Bone Dragon King, which has very powerful dark attributes, and also has strength and defensive advantages. After awakening, I was very happy, and my practice speed was also rapid. Teacher Ye Yingluo once told me that if I can

Cultivate to the seventh-ring Soul Saint, summon the true form of the bone dragon, or have a suitable soul, and even fly. I have always believed that I will become an excellent and powerful soul master, and I am constantly working in this direction.

Until I met you."

Having said this, Wang Jinxi paused, with a look of pain on his face, "Once upon a time, I heard Teacher Ye Yingluo talk about the situation of martial souls being in conflict with each other. But I didn't expect that your martial soul would have such great restraint on mine.

When I faced you, my whole body became weak, my spirit trembled, and I didn't even have the slightest ability to resist."

"Under this situation, I doubt the point of continuing to practice!"

After saying that, Wang Jinxi squatted down, his face full of bitterness and loss. He looked at Wang Yan with a trace of prayer in his eyes.

After listening to Wang Jinxi's words, Wang Yan immediately understood: This guy was hit so hard by him that he is now a little broken.

"Come with me!"

Glancing at the disappointed Wang Jinxi, Wang Yan said calmly, and then walked to his dormitory first.

Wang Jinxi was confused, but he followed immediately. He really wanted to solve the problem of Wuhun. Even if there was any chance, he would not let it go.

Arriving at Wang Yan's single dormitory, the two sat opposite each other.

Wang Yan's dormitory was very clean and seemed well organized. Moreover, Wang Jinxi also found that although it was a single room, Wang Yan's was actually much larger than his and Zhang Yangzi's.

After sitting down, Wang Yan poured two cups of tea and handed one to Wang Jinxi.

"Thanks!"

Wang Jinxi took the tea and had no intention of drinking it at first. After smelling the aroma, he couldn't help but take a sip.

His eyes lit up, and a feeling of relief spread through his body, and the loss and depression in his heart also dissipated a lot.

Then, he drank the tea in his hand in one go.

Looking at Wang Yan who was drinking tea slowly, Wang Jinxi was slightly embarrassed, but couldn't help but ask, "What kind of tea is this? It tastes good?"

He suddenly fell in love with this kind of tea and wanted to buy some for himself.

Wang Yan replied calmly, "Longling tea is made from century-old dragon spirit grass."

"Centennial Dragon Spirit Grass!"

"This is too luxurious!"

Hearing this, Wang Jinxi was secretly speechless, and suddenly realized that he couldn't afford such a thing?

Because a hundred-year-old dragon spirit grass is worth at least millions.

Even if his family is not weak, they can't let him drink this kind of expensive spiritual tea casually.

"Okay, if you want to drink it, I'll give you a box!"

Seeing Wang Jinxi's embarrassed look, Wang Yan took out a box of tea and threw it to the other party.

Xie Xie and Tang Wulin both gave a lot of gifts, and Wang Yan was not short of this.

"Thanks!"

Wang Jinxi thanked him again and found that Wang Yan was easy to talk to, and the tension and worry in his heart also dissipated.

Wang Yan said, "You want to know why your martial soul was suppressed by me?"

"Um!"

"This is actually very simple, because my martial soul level is much higher than yours. That's why this situation occurs!"

Wang Jinxi scratched his head and became even more puzzled, "Why is this happening? My martial spirit is also a true dragon martial spirit!"

"Isn't this what it should be?"

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