Douluo: Wuhun double fists, deliberately punching

Qitian helped the two of them up, "You two masters are serious. I can give you the design drawings of this object for free."

Silong and Silong looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In this world, free things are the most expensive. However, they were unwilling to miss such an epoch-making weapon.

"I don't know what your request is, sir. If it can be met, we will do our best."

Qi Tian said: "To be honest, I am the sect leader of a sect. Currently, our sect has a titled Douluo in charge. And this weapon is a sharp weapon for our sect to protect itself."

"You should understand the consequences if such weapons become widespread on the mainland."

You know, the status of soul masters is much higher than that of ordinary people. Because of this, it is not uncommon for soul masters to oppress civilians.

Once this kind of weapon becomes popular, the conflicts between civilians, soul masters, and nobles will become even more acute!

Silong thought for a moment and said, "Senior, do you want us to join your sect?"

Qi Tian shook his head, "No, I want all the blacksmiths in your blacksmith association to join my sect. Don't refuse in a hurry. This kind of weapon is just the most common. In the future, we can also develop powerful weapons on this basis. Bigger weapons."

"This"

Silong and Siyu fell into silence.

It wouldn't be a big deal to let them join Qitian's sect. As long as Qi Tian can draw chips, they will leave the Blacksmith Association immediately.

However, for the entire Blacksmith Association to join Qitian's sect, this can only be achieved with the nod of their teacher.

"You two don't have to rush to reply to me. Please spread the news about this weapon in the Blacksmiths Association first. If most blacksmiths are willing to go, I believe your teacher will not object."

"In addition, I will build a brand new blacksmith association for you next to the sect's headquarters."

Such chips are enough to prove Qitian's sincerity.

Silong said: "Junior brother, according to Mr. Qi Tian's request, first make the metal pipes he needs. I will go down below and spread the news."

As long as the blacksmith's status can be improved, what does it mean to join Qitian's sect?

……

Silong's status in the blacksmiths' association is not low. When he said these words and demonstrated the power of the weapons, many blacksmiths responded to his call.

Just as Silong was thinking about how to persuade Lou Gao, an uninvited guest came to his door.

A team of guards rushed into the main hall of the Blacksmiths Association and drove away all the guests without explanation. Some blacksmiths even had their swords clamped around their necks.

Silong's expression changed slightly, and he rushed forward and asked, "Wuhundian, what do you want to do?"

"This is the Blacksmiths Association, not a place for you to run wild."

A burst of teasing laughter came from behind the guard, and a man wearing a gorgeous uniform and a hooked nose came out:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, isn't this Master Silong? Why, Master Lou Gao is dead, and the Blacksmiths Association chose you to be the speaker?"

"Your Majesty the Bishop." The guards quickly bowed and saluted.

Silong's face became increasingly ugly.

The person in front of me is Miles, the Bishop of Wuhun Hall in Gengxin City. More than ten years ago, ever since he took office as the Bishop of Wuhun Palace, he has been suppressing the Blacksmiths Association overtly and covertly.

He even arrested the blacksmiths in the city many times without any reason. And using the name of building a high-rise building, they are cheating everywhere.

"Bishop Miles, do you want to start a war with our Blacksmiths Association by doing this!"

Miles waved his sleeves gently, with an undisguised look of mockery on his face, "Oh? So, you are very brave? Master Silong, it is true that your own cultivation has reached Soul Saint, but your strength , I'm sorry for your cultivation. How long can your blacksmiths' association last if you really take action?"

Not only Silong, but also his junior brothers and teachers all have Soul Saint cultivation.

But they spent their childhood in the iron smelting room and rarely practiced their martial arts. In terms of combat effectiveness, none of them might be a match for Miles at the same level.

"My coming here this time has nothing to do with you. Hand over the murderer of my brother-in-law, and for the sake of Master Lou Gao, I can spare you once!"

Silong had been in the forging room just now and was unaware of what was happening outside.

After being reminded by a blacksmith, Silong knew that the person who killed Miles's brother-in-law was the Qitian group he had just talked to.

Damn it, people like Miles are uneducated.

Thinking of this, Silong decided to protect Qi Tian and his party, "Sorry, Bishop Miles, we don't have the people you are looking for here, please come back. If I see them, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Miles was immediately furious, "Master Silong, are you planning to cover up the murderer and become the enemy of our Spirit Hall?"

"Chen Feng, tell me, did you see with your own eyes that the group of people was hidden by Master Si Long?"

Chenfeng is a master blacksmith, whose status is only lower than that of masters such as Silong.

He joined the Wuhun Palace a long time ago. Now, in order to avenge his brother-in-law, Miles did not hesitate to expose this chess piece.

Of course Chen Feng understands that since he was named, he has lost his place in the Blacksmiths Association. In this case, you should hold Miles' thigh tightly.

Soon, he walked out of the crowd and took the initiative to walk to Miles, "Your Majesty Bishop, I saw it with my own eyes. The group of people went up to the fifth floor under the leadership of Master Siyu. After that, Master Silong took the Went downstairs with their weapons."

"Thinking about it, Master Silong is benefiting from that group of people and intends to protect them."

After he finished speaking, everyone in the Blacksmiths Association, including Silong, looked at him with murderous intent.

Miles chuckled lightly, and while Chen Feng turned around to confront him, he stretched out his hands and twisted Chen Feng's neck from behind.

Before he died, Chen Feng stared at Miles with wide eyes, and he didn't understand why the other party attacked him until his death.

For Miles, he doesn't need such a duplicitous guy. Killing the opponent will not only purge your own team, but also have the momentum to suppress the Blacksmith Association.

"Master Silong, I have eliminated the traitors for you. Shouldn't you hand over the people I need?"

At the same time, Qi Tian and others who were still in the forging room saw the blacksmith who came to report.

"Damn Wuhun Palace." Siyu frowned, "These are my friends from the Blacksmith Guild. We have never had a tradition of betraying our friends."

"Guys, just wait a moment. I'll be right back."

"Wait a minute." Qi Tian stopped him, "Killing the people of Wuhun Palace is our personal behavior. There is no reason to let the Blacksmith Association stand up for us."

"A Fei, follow me down, Lingling and you guys stay here, I'll go back. Master Siyu, please stay and continue making metal pipes."

"Since I dare to offend Wuhun Palace, I'm not afraid that they will come to me."