Madara had just completed the test on Martial Soul Fusion Skill. At this time, Tang San and the others finally returned to the Shrek Academy's residence.
"You did really well this time!" A serious Grandmaster also had an unstoppable smile on his face.
"Thank you for your arrangements and plans!" Tang San was as humble as ever, even though the other person was the teacher who had been with him day and night.
"Xiao San, there shouldn't be anything going on recently, right?" Madara asked his brother with a gentle face as he sent Mumu away.
"Brother! Do you need help with anything?" Tang San already had a clear understanding of the ways of the world, and naturally saw that Madara wanted something, so he said naturally.
"I got a stump of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast when I completed a commission. I want to use it to upgrade my War Fan!" Madara said bluntly, without the slightest worry that the exotic treasure on Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast would attract the covetousness of others.
After all, this is the brother he grew up with, and he will never betray him!
"No problem! I'll cover it!" Tang San agreed readily.
Then Madara followed Tang San to a store called Blacksmith Shop not far away. With Madara's money-making ability, he directly bought the store for Tang San to complete the upgrade and forging of War Fan.
Madara took out the Banana Leaf from his own Storage Ring and placed it on the table, with a question in his eyes, "How is it?"
"It's really Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!" Tang San initially didn't believe it, but now he held Banana Leaf in his hand and felt the huge aura contained in it, and said in great surprise.
"How long will it take to complete the forging?" Madara put his War Fan on the table at the same time, gently caressing his lover's cheek.
Madara's whole palm touched the fan surface, and the fan surface that was originally supposed to be extremely smooth had already become uneven, with many pits and slashes densely covered on it.
This War Fan was made for him by Tang Hao, using Iron Essence condensed from countless mortal irons. It is a magic weapon, extremely strong and sharp. It has followed its owner through many earth-shattering battles in the north and south.
But as Madara grows up, this War Fan can no longer keep up with Madara's fighting pace. It's just that there have been no better materials, so it has been used. Now it's great to upgrade Tang San.
"It will take about seven days!" Tang San tapped the banana fan leaf with his fingers, making a sonorous sound of gold and iron.
Of course Madara knows that it is actually impossible to use such a short time, but because this is his most comfortable ninja, Tang San will definitely work tirelessly to build it day and night.
After all, his brother didn't want Madara to fall into a dangerous situation because he didn't have the weapon at his disposal!
Both Madara and Tang San knew it, but they both tacitly agreed not to mention it, these are brothers!
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The sound of metal being struck in Blacksmith Shop sounded again, as if it had a unique rhythm.
Madara, on the other hand, slowly pulled the bellows without any impatience. Tang San, on the other hand, was naked from the waist up, with big beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was banging hard on the banana fan leaves that were as red as metal.
Neither of them spoke, and they performed their duties in perfect harmony and completed the work. It felt like they were back to the carefree days at Sacred Soul Village ten years ago.
At that time, Tang Hao was still drunk beside them, teaching Tang San to practice Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, while Madara gave Tang Hao a big headache because of his stubborn temper.
After the two told everyone at Shrek about their locations, they completely located themselves in this Blacksmith Shop, and concentrated on building the artifacts that Madara needed.
Seven days passed in a blink of an eye, and Madara's new War Fan has begun to take shape. The original shabby appearance has receded. The brand-new fan surface is as smooth as a mirror. The edge of War Fan is as sharp as a knife and shines with the cold light of Sisi. Countless intricate patterns occasionally flash a glimmer of light. It can be said to be completely transformed compared to before.
At this moment, Ma Hongjun ran over panting and shouted loudly, "Brother Madara is in trouble, Elephant Armored Academy's people are looking for Xiao San by name!"
"That's unreasonable! It seems that the beatings he received were not enough!" Madara said in a solemn tone as the peaceful state of mind that he had honed after three days of endless forging was shattered.
"Xiao San, you finish the final quenching here first! I'll go take a look first!" Seeing Tang San who was hesitant to speak, Madara said indifferently.
Madara's decision is of course to protect Tang San. After all, Elephant Armored Sect also has a Soul Douluo. If he is really determined to cause trouble for Xiao San, it is best not to show up!
"Okay! Be careful!" Tang San Of course, he understood that this was his brother's attempt to protect himself, so he nodded reluctantly, and had no choice but to obey Madara's words and finish War Fan quickly.
Madara's gentle face originally faced Tang San, but the moment he turned his head, he became extremely cold and indifferent.
Madara casually pulled off the dirty apron in front to reveal the blood-red Battle Armor he was wearing, and said with a cold light in his eyes, filled with murderous intent. "I want to see who else dares not to take me into consideration?"
When Madara arrived at Shrek's station, he actually found Hu Yan Li and the others drinking tea under the hospitality of Grandmaster.
"Little Fatty left in a hurry! They just came to Xiao San to learn from each other!" Flender pushed up his glasses and said with a smile.
"Really?" Madara glanced at Hu Yan Li with a calm gaze, but it made Hu Yan Li's whole body feel cold.
"We Elephant Armored Academy are not people who cannot afford to lose! Tang San's tactics completely convinced us! So we came to ask for advice!" Only then did Hu Yan Li remember what his grandfather taught him and hurriedly spoke out.
Hu Yan Zhen was accidentally injured by Madara before, and he had no intention of causing trouble for the Shrek Academy, but his grandson Hu Yan Li wanted to stand up for him.
Fortunately, Hu Yan Li did not succeed. Hu Yan Zhen heard on the stage that Tang San's master had a close relationship with the Spirit Hall's His Holiness the Pope.
So, Hu Yan Li came to ask for advice humbly under his grandfather's instructions. After all, in the past few days, they Elephant Armored Academy had been defeated by other Four Great Academies one after another.
Since it was a false alarm, Madara had no intention of greeting Hu Yan Li and the others, so he immediately prepared to return to Tang San to continue completing the final process.
However, when Madara returned to Blacksmith Shop, he found that the door was opened and the inside was in a mess and empty. Only the residual fire beside the forging furnace still had a trace of red light.
Xiao San Something happened!
This messy scene gave Madara an ominous premonition, especially when he sensed the surroundings and found no trace of Tang San.
And the brand new War Fan that Madara had rebuilt was lying quietly in the pool next to it, as if it had completed the final quenching.
"I have long said, don't touch my family!" Madara's heart sank to the bottom, and a Sisi blood-red crawled into his eyes, and the momentum of the massacre, the mountain of blood and corpses of countless creatures was also inadvertently released.
If something happened to Tang San just because he left Pakko, Madara will never forgive himself for the rest of his life!
I want to see who it is!