Douluo: Meeting a Blind Douluo, I Am the Metal Emperor
Chapter 35

Seven-Fold Fusion, the Strongest Saint Craftsman

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After returning to his little cafeteria, Zhen Hua's expression had returned to normal.

Although his junior sister and the woman he had once admired had both given him an earful.

Although his image in his junior brother Mu Chen's eyes had shattered.

The outcome was still good.

Although Mu Chen and Yuan Bao'er didn't want Mu Han to become Zhen Hua's son, they didn't object to him teaching Mu Han.

After all, they were fellow disciples now.

There was nothing wrong with Mu Han calling Zhen Hua "Senior Uncle."

That soul communicator call just now had been a tentative probe, while also letting Mu Chen know that Zhen Hua had learned about Mu Han.

Mu Chen might be able to teach him Soul Forging in the future, but could he teach him Heaven Forging?

When Mu Han eventually tried to become a Divine Craftsman, he would still have to learn from Zhen Hua.

With a Divine Craftsman's guidance, reaching Heaven Forging would be much easier.

Even now, with Zhen Hua's guidance, Mu Han's Soul Forging skills would improve by leaps and bounds.

Zhen Hua knew Mu Chen wasn't that petty.

For his son's future, Mu Chen would come to Zhen Hua when the time came.

Zhen Hua had brought it up first simply to give Mu Chen a graceful way out.

In the world of blacksmiths, every leap to a higher level was extraordinarily difficult.

The leaps from Thousand Refinement to Spirit Forging, and from Spirit Forging to Soul Forging, were both like crossing a heavenly chasm.

Every time someone crossed a major boundary, their influence changed completely.

Even all of Shrek Academy had only one Level 8 Saint Craftsman: Feng Wuyu.

And although Mu Han was only Level 7, he could greatly enhance Three-Word Battle Armor.

That was because his Martial Soul was Gold-Water Mutual Containment.

The Spirit Alloy in the Three-Word Battle Armor he crafted could reach a fusion rate of one hundred percent.

It wasn't that this kind of metal was unavailable on the market.

But Gold-Water Mutual Containment could only be used if the metal had first been forged to the required standard.

To enhance Three-Word Battle Armor, the Gold-Water Mutual Containment had to undergo Soul Forging first.

Even veteran Level 8 Saint Craftsmen couldn't be certain they would succeed.

A piece of Gold-Water Mutual Containment already cost as much as a God-Level Mecha.

Would anyone really spend a fortune to hire Zhen Hua, a Divine Craftsman, to forge it as well?

With that kind of money, they might as well ask Zhen Hua to make them a set of Four-Word Battle Armor!

There was another issue: Gold-Water Mutual Containment could only raise the fusion rate of metals that had already been combined.

If a set of Three-Word Battle Armor was made from Spirit Alloy created by Soul Forging three different metals, using Gold-Water Mutual Containment could raise its fusion rate to one hundred percent.

But if a fourth rare metal was added, the fusion rate would drop again.

With Mu Han doing the forging, though, things were different.

He could fuse as many metals as they wanted, and the fusion rate could still reach one hundred percent.

But that didn't mean the fusion was unlimited. Forcing metals together served no purpose.

For Three-Word Battle Armor in particular, Zhen Hua recommended fusing six kinds of metal at most.

Otherwise, they would be closing off the path to Heaven Forging in the future.

Still, Fusion Forging six rare metals was already astonishing.

After all, that was Spirit Alloy with a guaranteed fusion rate of one hundred percent!

With Zhen Hua acting as his guarantor, Mu Han invited Purgatory Douluo Qiangu Qingfeng to strengthen his Three-Word Battle Armor.

The result was exhilarating.

The Three-Word Battle Armor crafted by Mu Han was actually powerful enough to contend with Four-Word Battle Armor!

That was because, after returning, Qiangu Qingfeng challenged Qiangu Dongfeng.

Both were demigod-level powerhouses, but their Battle Armor was vastly different.

Qiangu Dongfeng was a Four-Word Battle Armor Master, while Qiangu Qingfeng was only a Three-Word Battle Armor Master.

Even though Qiangu Qingfeng was the stronger Soul Master, once they put on their Battle Armor, the tables should have turned against him.

But now Qiangu Qingfeng had managed to beat Qiangu Dongfeng back using nothing but a set of Three-Word Battle Armor.

That was the advantage of a one-hundred-percent fusion rate.

In the original story, Tang Wulin's Three-Word Battle Armor was also made from Spirit Alloy created by fusing six kinds of metal.

He had also used Gold-Water Mutual Containment.

But Tang Wulin had used it before his Three-Word Battle Armor was forged.

So after several rare metals were fused together, the fusion rate dropped again.

Although in the end, the fusion rate seemed to be quite high—over ninety-five percent.

At a glance, the difference seemed tiny.

But a fusion rate of ninety-five percent meant that ninety-five percent was simply the highest it could reach.

Mu Han raised the fusion rate to one hundred percent.

That was because one hundred percent was the limit. It was perfection!

A set of Three-Word Battle Armor made from six-fold Spirit Alloy with a one-hundred-percent fusion rate was powerful enough to match Four-Word Battle Armor!

This news thrilled countless Three-Word Battle Armor Masters.

They wouldn't dare hope for Four-Word Battle Armor.

Many Limit Douluos didn't even have Four-Word Battle Armor, and they'd never get their turn if they joined the queue.

But Three-Word Battle Armor made from six-fold Spirit Alloy seemed like a pretty good alternative, didn't it?

And if they thought a little further—

What about Three-Word Battle Armor made from seven-fold Spirit Alloy?

They would be giving up the possibility of Four-Word Battle Armor.

But if Three-Word Battle Armor made from six-fold Spirit Alloy could rival Four-Word Battle Armor, wouldn't seven-fold Spirit Alloy be even stronger?

Mu Han had no time to concern himself with them, though.

His deal with Qiangu Qingfeng had been simple: he wanted to Imprint Qiangu Qingfeng's first Soul Skill, Dark Night Assassin Strike.

He would make it the Solidified Soul Skill of his One-Word Battle Armor.

As for Qiangu Qingfeng's later challenge against Qiangu Dongfeng, that had nothing to do with Mu Han.

Mu Han couldn't be bothered with the other Three-Word Battle Armor Masters.

But some people were impossible to ignore.

When he had been making his One-Word Battle Armor at Zhen Hua's place, no one had disturbed him.

But once the Battle Armor was finished and he headed to the Spirit Pagoda to register it, someone stopped him.

"Big Boss." Long Tianwu looked at Mu Han with a broad smile.

"Big Boss!" Su Mengjun smiled sweetly.

No matter how composed the married couple usually were, neither of them could resist something like this.

At that moment, they both felt that switching sides back then had been the best decision they could have made!

They might not have Four-Word Battle Armor, but Three-Word Battle Armor that could rival it was pretty great, too.

And Mu Han's skill was plain to see. Becoming a Divine Craftsman was only a matter of time.

Even when they had stayed at the War God Temple, Four-Word Battle Armor would never have been theirs.

Ao Rui was ahead of Long Tianwu, after all—and he was widely acknowledged as the number one War God.

And even if Long Tianwu's turn had come, only he would have gotten a set.

Su Mengjun could forget about it.

Even though Su Mengjun had already reached Level 98 while she was at the War God Temple, she still lacked the seniority.

Divine Sword Douluo Su Mengjun was mainly Long Tianwu's partner in their Martial Soul Fusion Skill as Emperor Sword Douluo.

But they weren't the only couple at the War God Temple with a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Ao Rui and Mo Zihong had one, too.

And since Ao Rui ranked ahead of Long Tianwu, Mo Zihong could rank ahead of Su Mengjun even though his cultivation was slightly weaker.

So if Su Mengjun had stayed at the War God Temple, she would probably never have gotten Four-Word Battle Armor in her entire life.

Even Long Tianwu could probably only dream about it.

Following Mu Han was the only way they had a chance.

Mu Han gave a wry smile. "I get it, I get it. You'll both get one, you'll both get one."

Those two had left the War God Temple to follow him. He certainly wouldn't be stingy with them.

It was just that more and more people seemed to be sending in applications to join the Fatui lately.

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