Commanding Wind and Cloud Chapter 180

Fanta Kunge blankly put his hand on the back of the blade and inserted his bursting Warrior Power into the Zhanmadao, which uttered a buzzing sound! It was like some metal clashed with the knife, but unlike Burg Spear, the Zhanmadao didn’t become any brighter! The palm of Fanta Kunge was bounced off like there had been a magic bomb!

"How could this be?" Fanta Kunge was shocked! He looked at the terrific blade; "My Warrior Power was like a raging bull that was suddenly blocked by an iron wall!"

Taking it as a matter of course, Qian Jin knocked on the blade with his fingertips. "A truly excellent Warrior Weapon is equipped with lots of merits! It demands two basic but principle requirements on the transmission of Warrior Power. The first is to send, which suggests a fluid conductivity from the warrior to the weapon. And the second is to block! Imagine this, what would happen if the opponent could also inject his Warrior Power into Burg Spear when you engage in battle?"

A light went off in Fanta Kunge and Duren Burg's mind. "It would be a close clash between their Warrior Power! But the weapon would transform into a natural barrier if it could block most Warrior Power of the opponent! The battle situation would be completely different!"

"Exactly!" Qian Jin put his Zhanmadao back into the Warrior Dimension. "But the best part is not blocking but unloading! It is like a cone that had water coming close to it being dispersed. It requires more advanced forging skills, which I'm still not capable of. I can only improve its blocking ability to the extent of Zhanmadao."

The quiet village suddenly sank into a deathly stillness as if Qian Jin had pushed a "stop all action" button! Both Duren Burg and Fanta Kunge carried a dumbfounded look and their faces which were continuously twitching as if they were about to be suffocated due to lack of air.

"You...you can forge a Warrior Weapon?" Even though Fanta Kunge had born with a celebrated surname, he was no less shocked than Duren Burg. "Are you saying you are a Forge Master?"

"Sort of." Qian Jin nodded. "I did not go to the Blacksmith Union for authentication, but I forged Zhanmadao on my own."

Forging a Warrior Weapon? Looking at Qian Jin, Fanta Kunge had cursed God for being so unfair for the first time! Qian Jin hadn't even reached his twenties yet! He was a Level 9 Demon Fighter and Archer! He possessed a Warrior Dimension and now he was a Forge Master! Every warrior would kiss a Forge Master’s ass for a nice Warrior Weapon! And this young man, he didn’t need to! He was a Master himself!

Fanta Kunge pulled himself together! Growing up in the family that had been named "gods of war", he had seen a lot! But he had never been as amazed as he was today! Some people might specialize and excel in one field, but this man excelled in so many! Since he was just 19, it was likely that he would cultivate himself into an unparalleled Forge Master in the Zence Empire!

"Good for you!" Fanta Kunge collected himself and put his thumb up. "If you're going to learn some pharmaceutical things and become a pharmacist, I’m definitely gonna pass out!"

"Well...unfortunately... I’m afraid you're going to have to pass out." Duren Burg, the scamp, squeezed out some stiff smile while watching Fanta Kunge. "He had told me that he was a pharmacist... although I haven't seen him concoct anything.."

Fanta Kunge couldn’t take it anymore! He was petrified as if there had been a Supreme Mage casting a petrification spell on him! Pharmacist? Was Qian Jin a monster or what? How could a man have so much energy?

"I can do some fine adjustment on your sword when we back to Yulee." Qian Jin looked at the weapon hanging in Fanta Kunge’s waist, "Level 8 Refined Iron! You had a solid blacksmith. It can be made into a Warrior Weapon too!"

Fanta Kunge became completely speechless! Not every Forge Master could make a Warrior Weapon as they wish! And his Level 8 Refined Iron sword was a favor from a Forge Master! But now according to what Qian Jin had said, a Warrior Weapon was like a piece of cake to him! Maybe it was much easier than a piece of cake! Did he have a rare metal stock house?

"According to the mark on the map, there should be a river nearby." Qian Jin turned to the other two, "Let's go first wash off the scent of blood and then to find out what the Dark Group is up to."

They two turned and nodded in confirmation! Any Demon from the Dark Group had at least killed tens of Zence Empire lives! As to how many the same species they had killed, they were the only ones to know! It was not excessive at all to call them butchers or murderers since they were almost instinctively sensitive to the smell of blood! If they didn’t wash off the taints they had, they would be spotted immediately and accurately like a naked man walking in street! At that time, every ambush plan would just be a daydream!

With his clothes on the shore, the robust physique of Fanta Kunge was revealed and also a dozen different scars crisscrossing all over his back.

Admiration showed in Qian Jin’s eyes as he saw the dreadful sight. These scars might look horrible to outsiders, but from the wounds, only warriors would be able to know what he had really gone through! As for Fanta Kunge, at least seven scars were caused in life-and-death battles! He had traded the strength of a Level 3 Demon Fighter with his life at such a young age!

"So many scars! They have spoiled your beautiful body!" There was only a thrust scar half-inch away from the heart as Duren Burg got naked. But just this one made him a different man! If the opponent had been just a little bit to the left, he would have long been dead!

While Qian Jin removed all of his clothes and jumped into the river, the two big boys were stunned! Yes, once again! They had thought there would be more glorious stamps on a Level 9 Demon Fighter’s body which might look like a fishing net! But there was nothing! Nothing but muscles! And the skin was as smooth and soft as silk!

Fanta Kunge leaned back, lied on the river and kept his mouth closed! Too many surprises in one day! He had thought that a warrior should carry scars! And if he were the man he used to be, he would not believe it even he had seen it himself! But now, he felt nothing except surprise!

Numbness! He had thought that in this world, only pain would cause numbness! Now, there was a man his own age that could thoroughly shock and numb others without doing anything! Now he wouldn’t be much surprised even if someone told him that Zence Emperor was the illegitimate child of the Royal Demon Emperor!

"If the Holy Capital Royal Academy should know of such a person..."Fanta Kunge raised his eyebrows in a second thought and shook his head with a wry smile. "Perhaps they are more concerned about the Bloodline Warriors. They would definitely gonna cultivate Qian Jin as a Forge Master or a pharmacist, right?"

"Interesting," Duren Burg looked at Qian Jin who was washing off the blood spots in his body and clothes, "Now I'm looking forward to the coming happy life in Punitive Expedition War Academy. "

The night was dark as it always had been! The dark clouds still occupied the whole sky and became extraordinarily heavy while squeezing against each other. They were enveloped by a rainy atmosphere! Several long wolf howls occasionally came from the mountain as if they were protesting against the night for hiding the moon. It was the rainy season for the Demons. Every step in the mountains would stamp water out of leaves and soil.

The three young men had been in this forest for two days. As they marched along, they had gradually found some traces of the Dark Group.

Judging from the tracks, the Dark Group was moving forward in a chaotic way. Sometimes they went east, sometimes west and they even turned back! But there was a great possibility their ultimate direction was the Zence Empire!

At first Fanta Kunge thought this was just a random speculation but he finally chose to believe Qian Jin because of his firm eyes! Although he didn't know why Qian Jin could tell this from some shallow traces, he had faith in this mysterious comrade!

After tracking for two days, Qian Jin was 100% sure that the Dark Group was chasing after a person or a Demon instead of a strange monster or ore that only existed in legends!.

The clouds were getting thicker and thicker. Qian Jin quietly lay prone on the ground. Covered by a pungent smell, he was buried under some wet rotten leaves. He was waiting... for the arrival of a prey!

It was a dense forest and it was far too dangerous to continue stalking. The three men might expose themselves. The Dark Group had been brought up with harsh training in different environments. Rumor had it the elimination rate there equaled the death rate!

How strong was the Seven Star of the Dark Group? Qian Jin had no idea! But he knew it for sure that they were not something a Level 9 Demon Warrior could handle!

Instead of risking being exposed, it was better to choose the best place and bet on luck!

Fanta Kunge curled his body and hid below a boulder. Pungent leaves covered most of his sight, but also covered most of his body.

Chapter end