Chapter 17 Beating the Pig's Head

Chen Yifan was holding a magic weapon in his hand, with a look of shock on his face.

He has commanded armies and fought against the imperial army, and he has also participated in the tournament ring, overwhelming the crowd in life-and-death battles. Even in the most critical moment, he never showed the slightest hesitation, panic and fear. However, at this moment, he couldn't help but reveal the feelings in his heart.

Raising his head and taking a deep look at Ouyang Ming, Chen Yifan said, "My boy, you really have lived up to my expectations."

"General." The old craftsman said with a smile: "This kid really has the talent of an arms blacksmith!"

"That's right, his talent is so high that this general has never seen him in his life." Chen Yifan nodded repeatedly and said.

The old craftsman shook his head again and again, and said: "General, don't spoil him, his level is far behind."

Chen Yifan, Liu Zhengye and the others shook their heads secretly. Your old man's face is already full of smiles, and you still pretend to be modest in your mouth. Who are you kidding...

"Cough—" Liu Zhengye coughed lightly, took a step forward, and said, "General, since this little brother has a talent for forging, you can cultivate it. If you really succeed in the future, it will also be your reputation!"

Chen Yifan responded softly, and said, "Zhengye, you accompany the old craftsman to the Military Supplies Department, and get a few pieces of precious ore to practice for the little guy."

"Ah?" The old craftsman said in surprise, "General, this is impossible!"

Chen Yifan waved his hand, and said: "The general said it is possible, old craftsman, if he can be cultivated, I will not be stingy with a few precious ores." After a pause, he smiled and said: "Could it be that, Are you afraid that his achievements will surpass yours in the future, so you want to hide it?"

The old craftsman's face turned red immediately, and he said loudly: "Why would I hide it?" He let out a breath, and said, "Okay, since the general is so generous, my old craftsman will naturally give it to me , to live up to your kindness."

Everyone secretly thought in their hearts, if you don't give them all you have, then you are a ghost.

Chen Yifan laughed loudly and said, "Go, go, I'll wait for your good news."

Liu Zhengye left with the old craftsman and went to the Military Supplies Department, while Ouyang Ming followed Sui Hezhi out of the camp. As the general in command of the Western Camp, Chen Yifan was busy with affairs, so it was impossible to chat with him.

Now that the matter was arranged properly, Old Craftsman and Ouyang Ming couldn't continue to stay here.

Sui Hezhi followed Ouyang Ming all the way to the equipment camp. Ou Yangming said: "Brother Sui, thank you for sending me off."

Sui Hezhi chuckled, opened his mouth, and stopped talking. Finally sighed, turned and left.

Ouyang Ming watched him go away and entered the equipment camp.

After walking a few steps, I heard a chilly voice behind me: "You, that Ouyang Ming, come here."

Ouyang Ming was startled, turned his head to look, and saw a middle-aged man with a stern face waving at him.

Ouyang Ming was no stranger to this person, he was Han Changling, an arms blacksmith in the Equipment Battalion.

After hesitating for a while, Ouyang Ming stepped forward and said, "Master Han, what are your orders?"

Han Changling proudly said: "I'm going to forge armor today, and I'm short of a helper, so come and deal with it."

Ouyang Ming opened his mouth and said, "Master Han, I'm the old craftsman's helper."

In the equipment camp, although the old craftsman is the chief munitions blacksmith, he has a weird personality and doesn't want to be called a master, so everyone calls him old craftsman in front of him.

However, the other arms blacksmiths are just a group of master blacksmiths.

"Hmph, what, you want to use the old craftsman to suppress me?" Han Changling's eyes flashed brightly, and said: "The old craftsman is not here now, you are a helper in the equipment camp, I need your help with something, you dare to disobey me?" Disobedience?"

Ouyang Ming's heart trembled, for some reason,

I just feel that Han Changling's performance is very inappropriate.

In the Equipment Battalion, even though the arms blacksmiths were not subordinate to each other, the chief title of the old craftsman was called for nothing. Under normal circumstances, unless Han Changling is crazy, how dare he offend the old craftsman.

However, looking at Han Changling's appearance at the moment, he didn't care anymore.

Ouyang Ming couldn't help but took a step back. He made up his mind that he must not follow Han Changling.

"Master Han, the old man has assigned me a refining task, I have to finish it as soon as possible, please forgive me." Ouyang Ming saluted, and was about to turn around and run away.

However, Han Changling sneered, and he strode forward, and he had already arrived in front of Ouyang Ming like flying.

The shot was like lightning, and it was taken towards Ouyang Ming's shoulder. As long as he is caught by his iron palm, Ouyang Ming will definitely be at his mercy.

Ouyang Ming's complexion changed drastically. Unexpectedly, Han Changling made a disagreement, and immediately made a move without the slightest hesitation or procrastination. However, the more this happened, the more it made him feel palpitations.

With a soft drink, Ouyang Ming stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, and struck out hard.

"boom……"

Punches and palms collided fiercely in mid-air, Ouyang Ming's body felt as if he had been electrocuted, his chest felt dull, and even his throat felt a sweet smell of blood.

Han Changling paused, looked at Ouyang Ming in surprise, and said, "Very well, it turns out that he is already a powerful martial artist, no wonder he has the courage to resist."

If the arms blacksmith wants to activate the arms, he needs to have plenty of physical strength. However, based on physical strength alone, it is actually difficult to maintain arms for too long. Therefore, generally qualified arms blacksmiths are people in martial arts. Of course, martial arts is not the main focus of the arms blacksmiths, so Han Changling does not have too much strength.

However, it is more than enough to deal with Ouyang Ming who has just set foot in martial arts.

Stepping out again, Han Changling had a sarcastic sneer on his face. With that punch just now, he had already roughly felt Ouyang Ming's strength, which was only the first rank of a martial artist. How could such a little guy who had just set foot in the martial arts be put in his eyes.

Now that I have prepared, I can naturally get it this time.

Facing that sharp claw, Ou Yangming felt the wind whistling around him, as if he was in a cage, and he couldn't escape it no matter what. Just when he was a little at a loss, a purple light flashed in his mind, and he once again entered the mysterious realm where his spiritual consciousness was divided into two.

At this moment, everything in the world seemed to slow down.

Although Han Changling's claw was as fierce as ever, in Ouyang Ming's eyes, it was no longer perfect, but like a big sieve with holes everywhere.

As soon as he got short, Ouyang Ming slid past Han Changling's armpit like a slippery little fish.

Of course, being able to do this is also the ultimate that he can achieve today. As for the counterattack or something...he needs to have this strength first.

At this moment, Ouyang Ming felt a strong sense of unwillingness. If he was successful in martial arts and possessed the strength to protect himself, how could he be bullied like this.

However, the time for him to practice martial arts is too short after all, even if he has the benefit of devouring energy and blood, he can't achieve much.

Han Changling let out a cry of surprise, his face darkened slightly, turning from embarrassment into anger.

Having been escaped by Ouyang Ming twice in a row, his face was absolutely dull, his palms were clenched suddenly, and Han Changling punched out.

This punch is no small matter. If he just wanted to catch Ouyang Ming before, then at this moment, he has completely torn his face. If this punch hits, Ou Yangming will be seriously injured, and even more seriously, he will even vomit blood. and died.

Ouyang Ming's complexion changed drastically. At this moment, he was even more afraid to go with Han Changling, because he sensed a strong and powerful killing intent from the other party. I have no grievances with Han Changling, but why is he suddenly hostile to me.

At this moment, even a fool would know that Han Changling definitely came here with premeditation. It would be too foolish if a mere squabble caused murderous intent.

However, although he didn't understand why Han Changling was so hostile to him, even if it was for self-protection, he couldn't stand by and wait for death.

In a state of absolute calm, Ouyang Ming's body suddenly fell down. The fist wind blew hard over his head, making his cheeks ache. However, Ouyang Ming didn't care about the fist wind above his head, but just kicked out, right on Han Changling's ankle.

Han Changling let out a scream, the pain piercing his bones. His eyes were fierce and cold, and he wished he could kill this kid with one punch.

However, with a sweep of his gaze, he saw Ouyang Ming sprinting out, and escaped from the equipment camp with all his hands and feet.

Han Changling was stunned for a moment, his face turned black with anger, this kid is so slippery, it is really beyond imagination. He growled, "Stop!" He stretched out his figure, and he was already chasing after him.

Hearing these words, Ouyang Ming didn't stop, but ran more happily.

The two of them left the equipment camp in an instant, and in a dark corner, Zhang Yinfan cursed softly: "Trash." With a flash of his figure, he had already left quietly.

Ouyang Ming had just left the equipment camp not far away, and suddenly saw a familiar figure from behind, his eyes lit up, and he shouted like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving object: "Brother Sui, help."

The person in front paused, turned around, and immediately chased after him like a whirlwind.

Ouyang Ming's mood relaxed, and suddenly he heard the sound of heavy fists and punches coming from behind him, accompanied by a shrill scream.

When he turned around, he saw Sui Hezhi standing in front of him, looking at Han Changling coldly, while Han Changling was clutching his chest, looking in pain.

Sui Hezhi raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Ouyang, did he bully you?"

Ouyang Ming nodded heavily, and said, "Yes, he wants...to hit me!"

Sui Hezhi grinned grimly, and said, "Okay, then I'll beat him into a pig's head first."

He stepped forward, and his hand was like lightning, punching to the flesh, with a bang.

Han Changling wailed again and again, and in a moment he really turned into a pig's head.

ps: It's the weekend, and I found that the recommendation votes were not too positive, so I can't have this! Quick cast quick cast ^-^