THE STRONGEST WAR GOD - Season 2 Episode 65

This left the opportunity to release the light and dark forces throughout every part of Tristan Yandell’s body.

It was equivalent to indirectly weakening Tristan’s bottleneck.

Logan Hall obediently stood to the side. In a conversation regarding this realm, he, a newly advanced warrior, was completely unable to interject!

However, Tristan’s grasp of the king-level technique meant that once he entered the marquis realm, he would be a different existence.

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This kind of martial artist was invincible in the same realm!

In the Neal family’s manor, there were also people who had not rested all night.

That was Liam Neal!

He had experienced the black market incident and knew that he was too weak. He had wasted thirteen years, and now he wanted to catch up.

When Braydon Neal arrived, he saw his fourth uncle in the villa, holding a black iron spear and tirelessly practicing the king-level technique, violent spear.

“Fourth Uncle, take a break before you continue.”

Braydon pushed the door open and entered.

Liam wiped his sweat with a towel and said, “This king-level spear technique is indeed amazing. Every time I train it, it trains my muscles and increases my strength.”

“Fourth Master, where did you get this spear?” Tristan was a complete idiot.

He took the black iron spear and bent it with force.

Liam’s face turned green!

He had spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to hire the best blacksmith in Preston to make this.

Tristan took it and bent it into a u-shape with his bare hands.

Logan’s eyes were sharp, and he saw the signature on the black iron spear. He said in surprise, “It was forged by Kendrick Lua. This guy’s asking price is very high!”

“Fourth Master, how much did you spend to forge this spear?” Tristan was a little curious.

Liam was a little embarrassed. The weapon he spent hundreds of thousands to forge was bent by Tristan.

He extended three fingers.

“Thirty thousand? It’s a little expensive, but he didn’t rip you off too badly!” Tristan crudely twisted the iron spear.

Liam’s heart was broken. He spent three hundred thousand!

Old Man Zito glared at him. “How much did you spend on this broken thing? Thirty thousand? No way. I’m going to tear down that dirty shop. Give me Kendrick Lua’s address. I’ll ask him to return the money!”

“Actually, I spent… three hundred thousand.”

Liam did not have much confidence.

He knew that the few people in front of him were all wily old foxes in the martial arts circle.

“What the hell?” Old Man Zito was instantly enraged.

“Three hundred thousand?”

Tristan had an innocent look on his face. He looked at the iron piece in his hand and was instantly speechless.

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Asking for three hundred thousand for a weapon made of ordinary iron, he must be crazy!

“Kendrick Lua’s weapons are sold at this price. He’s a blacksmith!” Logan could not help but say.

Blacksmiths were also divided into different levels.

For example, in the north, there were specialized blacksmiths who had mastered the tempering method of the cold sword.

However, the blacksmiths’ inheritance had declined even more severely than that of martial arts.

Ordinary people in the outside world did not understand this. They thought that blacksmiths were just like hard laborers working with iron. It was tiring and embarrassing to be one!

Actually, that was not the case.

In ancient times, how many people in the modern world could forge those divine weapons that could cut iron like mud?

Blacksmiths in the year 221 were known as masters!

There were many secret techniques in the path of being a blacksmith.

One could not be a blacksmith just because the person knew how to smelt iron.

It was already good enough for a third-rate blacksmith to work in the countryside with hoe tools.

Second-rate blacksmiths could already come into contact with ancient martial arts practitioners and forge weapons for them. The price was very high.

However, the weapons that were made were usually of the best quality. They could not be compared to the iron swords that were sold online for three to five hundred dollars.

It was just like the weapon that Kendrick Lua had forged for Liam Neal.

As for first-rate blacksmiths, they were treated as distinguished guests by the major forces because they took a long time and wasted a lot of materials to forge weapons.

The weapons forged by first-class blacksmiths were all fine products!

Every weapon had a common trait, and that was to cut through iron as if it was mud!

The so-called bulletproof vest could be pierced through with a single sword.

First-class blacksmiths were always fought over by organizations such as the special operations teams and the dark divisions.

The Preston team had not been able to recruit any second-rate blacksmiths over the years, but they did manage to cooperate with Kendrick Lua.

It was said that there was a first-class old blacksmith in the central plain’s main team, and even the commander, Zayn Ziegler, had to give him some face.

Only the five great main teams could recruit first-rate blacksmiths.

Right now.

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“Three hundred thousand dollars! Even if you have money, you can’t waste it like this. Give me the address. I’ll ask him to return the money,” Old Man Zito said with a pained expression.

“He’s only a second-rate blacksmith, yet he’s asking for such a high price. None of the eight grandmaster blacksmiths in the north are as bold as him to scam someone like that!” Tristan looked upset.

Although he was the deputy governor, holding a post in the garrison of the capital, and a few years had passed, Tristan still regarded himself as someone from the north.

The imprint of the northern territory was too deep, and it was already engraved in his bones, and he would never forget it!

At the same time, it also revealed the power of the north.

They actually had eight grandmaster blacksmiths!

A grandmaster blacksmith!

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Logan’s eyes widened.

In the face of a grandmaster blacksmith, a first-rate blacksmith was not even worthy of carrying a shoe.

Every single grandmaster blacksmith had the strength of a War God.

This was similar to being a national doctor.

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As a War God, the national doctor knew how to use Qi acupuncture. He knew how to use dark force with acupuncture to help the patient open up the meridians in the body, dredge blood and Qi, and transfer Qi from the five internal organs.

Their medical skills were extremely good. A national doctor could pull a person back from the gates of hell within two minutes of death.

This is what it meant to rely on the strength of a War God!

It was rare to find a War God that was also a national doctor!

Many first-class doctors were limited by their ancient martial arts skills and could not find a way to cure their illnesses. Some died of depression, not knowing how to become a national doctor before they died.

Even if they did know something, they were probably already in their sixties.

How would the person be able to become a War God then!

Grandmaster blacksmiths were no exception. When forging, they used both the light and dark forces. Although it looked like an ordinary strike, every strike was filled with the soft and bone-piercing dark force. When the light force was used, it could cause the red-hot iron to spark and remove impurities.

There was no way first-rate blacksmiths could learn such a technique!

Their ability was naturally limited!

Therefore, a grandmaster blacksmith would need a long time and a lot of materials to forge a weapon. After thousands of times of tempering, the weapon would then be forged!

They could cut through iron like mud!

More importantly, a grandmaster blacksmith would not forge a weapon easily. Every strike that they made with the combination of dark force and light force would hurt themselves!

Iron itself was a hard object.

When the dark force and light force fell, the backlash would definitely hurt the body!

As a result, every grandmaster blacksmith had a very short life. In their later years, they would be plagued with hidden illnesses, and their internal organs would be injured by the force.

Even national doctors could not cure it completely and could only try their best to help them recuperate.

Grandmaster-level weapons are usually used by War Gods.

Therefore, it was known as a divine weapon, also known as a sharp weapon. It could break armor and cut iron!

As ancient martial art practitioners, they all yearned for weapons that could cut through iron like mud.

A grandmaster blacksmith could never forge more than thirty weapons in his life!

Beyond this number, death was certain.

This was publicly acknowledged. During the forging process, the force would hurt the body, and it would be accumulated over time. Once it exploded, death was certain.

It was all the experience accumulated by the predecessors at the risk of their lives!

Although the weapon was good, it would cost the blacksmith a little…

“Fourth Uncle, take me there,” Braydon said with a smile.

“Braydon, isn’t it a little embarrassing to seek revenge?” Liam had a helpless look on his face.

Braydon laughed. “It’s only three hundred thousand dollars. It’s nothing to me. Fourth Uncle, you’re a spear master. How can you not have a suitable weapon? I’ll make a spear for you myself!”

“You know how to forge weapons?” Liam asked curiously.

“The eight grandmaster blacksmiths of the north are all disciples of the commander!” Tristan said bluntly.