A Three-word Battle Armor Master?
In other words, at the very least, a Saint Craftsman?
Long Yu Xue felt her entire worldview crumble.
How could a Soul Master max out a secondary profession like Forging while his strength and cultivation were so wildly mismatched?
"How old are you?"
Only then did Long Yu Xue realize that she seemed to have seen very little information about Su Ming in his file!
She had been assigned the task at a critical moment and sent by her father to assess Su Ming, so time had been tight. She had not noticed those details right away.
"Seventeen," Su Ming said.
He was not even an adult yet.
Not even an adult?!
Long Yu Xue's eyes widened.
"You're not even an adult. Why are you joining the army?"
"You don't need to worry about that. Remember to call me Sir in the legion," Su Ming said sternly. "Hurry up and help me finish the application and submit the information. Also, when can I enter the Abyss?"
Long Yu Xue had nothing left to say.
A rank one level higher could crush a person.
Su Ming's assessment this time was probably about far more than simply having a rank one level above hers.
She quickly left the assessment grounds to help Su Ming finalize his rank.
After waiting roughly another day, someone came looking for Su Ming.
"Are you Su Ming?"
Sensing the aura of a Titled Douluo from the other party, Su Ming raised an eyebrow.
"You want something forged?"
"Yes. I'm already a Three-word Battle Armor Master, but I want to replace my set. Can you help me upgrade it?"
"I can."
The visitor could not help but feel surprised as well.
"Listen carefully. What I need is at least Soul Forging Metal made