Chapter 133: A New Berserker Weapon

"I heard Efalco say that this guest officer has a new weapon design pattern, I don't know if it's true?" The dwarf who came out really showed the dwarf's usual capable and straightforward "sex" personality, and the first thing he said was to ask about the weapon drawing.

"Of course, I have a very lethal weapon design blueprint, but it's just ......" Qin Feng didn't feel embarrassed at all, took out the mace drawing he had drawn in the morning from his bosom and shook it in front of the dwarf master.

"Oh, yes, yes, then the guest officer will come with me into the back room to discuss. The dwarven master reacted, looking at the blueprints in his hand as if a hungry ghost had seen food.

"You guys stay here honestly, I'll go in and talk to the dwarven master. Qin Feng turned his head and said to the berserkers who were carefully touching the armor on the wall, and followed the dwarven master into the inner room.

"Hey, my dear lad, hurry up and get your blueprints, I have a feeling that this must be an epoch-making weapon. As soon as the dwarf master came in, he couldn't wait.

"Master, first of all, let me show you something. Qin Feng took out a small hammer-like thing from the space bag, which was something given to him by the dwarven master Hawkes in the Great Qin King City before, saying that if he met a dwarven clan, he could rely on it to get help.

"Oh, dwarven friendship? This is from Hawkes's old ghost? God, I haven't seen him for more than three hundred years, little brother, where did you meet him, and is he okay?" asked the dwarven master with excitement on his face after seeing the little hammer-shaped thing in Qin Feng's hand.

"Of course, Master Hawkes now resides in the royal city of Great Qin, and like you, he has opened his own blacksmith shop. Qin Feng replied very politely.

"It seems that he has learned something from you, so he will hand over this iron lump of his to you. The dwarf master looked Qin Feng up and down, and said suspiciously:

"But his skills are second only to me and the patriarch among the dwarves, so how can he learn from you as a human?"

"So. Master, take a look at this design drawing. Qin Feng smiled and said without any disapproval, and after speaking, he spread out the design drawing in his hand in front of the dwarf master.

When the dwarven master saw the weapon diagram on the drawing, he was still a little disdainful at first, but it randomly turned to shock, then he was suspicious, he didn't believe it, and finally he was convinced.

"This, is this something you designed?" the dwarf master, who had come back to his senses for a long time, asked Qin Feng dryly.

Qin Feng didn't speak. He nodded with a smile.

"It's incredible, could it be that the God of Casting abandoned us dwarves and taught humans how to design such a perfect weapon?" muttered the dwarven master.

"Master, what's the matter, can you make such a weapon?" Qin Feng said with a hint of distrust in his words.

Sure enough, the hot-tempered dwarven master almost jumped up in a hurry, and grabbed the design drawings with an excited expression and said, "How can you doubt our honest dwarves? I'm pushing off all the other orders!"

"Hehe, don't mind, master, I'm just asking. Let me tell you about some of the key points. After Qin Feng finished speaking, he didn't wait for the dwarf master to disagree, he took the design drawings and began to explain.

At first, the Dwarven Master was just as disdainful as the previous Master Hawkes. However, after Qin Feng said some iron-smelting techniques in ancient China, such as steel frying and rough pattern forging, the dwarf master was already admired, and in the end, he even had the urge to worship Qin Feng as his teacher.

"Master. See, that's all I know. After telling all the knowledge about iron smelting and forging in his stomach, Qin Feng looked at the dwarf master with admiration on his face and asked.

"Don't call me a master, in front of you, I'm like a doll who has just come into contact with the field of blacksmithing, call me Agni. The dwarven master grabbed his big brown beard and said.

"Master of Fire, in fact, I only know a little bit of knowledge from books, and it is up to you great dwarves to really apply it to daily forging. Qin Feng slapped a little pony's ass.

"Hehe~~" The dwarf master smirked, his face filled with pride.

"Master. These eighteen maces are each important 300 catties, and they don't have to be sharp, as long as they are hard enough and strong enough, and they can be filled with some lead. In addition, I want you to help build eighteen pairs of full-body heavy armor for my eighteen brothers. Qin Feng said lightly his request.

"They're your brothers, and you're the first I've ever seen in my life. The dwarf master looked at Qin Fengdao in some surprise.

"Yes, they are my brothers!" Qin Feng didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. But he said seriously.

"So. Well, my little brother. Since they are your brothers, and my brothers from the land of fire, let's go out and measure them now, and see what their armor should look like. ”

Qin Feng and the dwarven master walked outside together, only to see eighteen berserkers walking around with anxious expressions, while the fat Efalco was carefully hiding aside, looking at the somewhat restless berserker with a slightly frightened look.

"Hey, brothers, the dwarven master has agreed to personally build your armor and weapons for you, why don't you come up to express your gratitude?" Qin Feng looked at those berserkers with some amusement.

"Really, is the Dwarven Master really willing to build equipment for us?" Mad Tianxiong's question represented the voice of all the berserkers, although they were used to Qin Feng's methods, but they were still surprised that the Dwarf Master was willing to build equipment for them with his own hands.

"Yes, big men, I will personally build for you the mace and heavy armor that your brother designed for you. I'm going to take you a look at your measurements. The dwarven master said with his measuring tool in his hand.

"Thank you!" Crazy Tianxiong's eyes looked at Qin Fengdao with a little moist eyes.

"We're brothers, aren't we?" Qin Feng smiled.

"Yes, we are brothers!

After that, the dwarf master measured the size of the eighteen berserkers one by one, and made an appointment to deliver them in ten days, and Qin Feng went out with this group of big men.

Just when these berserkers were elated, they didn't know that they had been calculated by Qin Feng, who was walking in front, and their miserable life was about to begin, as for how to calculate-

Inside the gardens of the Grand Duke's Palace.

Eighteen two-and-a-half-meter-tall men were walking in the scorching sun, this was not the most important, the most important thing was that these people were not only full of sandbags, but also each of them had five huge wooden barrels on their bodies (one on the top of their heads, one on their hands, and one on each of their knees), and the barrels were filled with water, and the water in the five barrels and the sandbags on their bodies combined weighed at least more than 400 catties.

Under the shade of a tree not far from these big men, Qin Feng, who was dressed in a white robe, squinted his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "It's not bad, it's been a morning since I went berserk, and the water in the bucket hasn't shaken out." I wonder if they'll be able to make it into the evening?"

"Qin boy, do you want to put them to death? How can you say that they are also your clansmen~~" Tiger Lu's spiritual energy fluctuation with a hint of blame spread to Qin Feng's head.

"Cut, if this can kill them, then they are not worthy of being the descendants of our Yanhuang clan, don't worry, I won't just make fun of my brother. The marrow cleansing sutras that I pass on to them must be exhausted before they can be at their best, and in doing so, I am helping them to reach their own potential. Qin Feng pursed his lips and explained.

After eating at noon, Qin Feng agreed not to take any more steps, but when this honest berserker was pleasantly surprised, Qin Feng asked them to do frog jumping.

As a result, there were eighteen more huge "frogs" in the garden.

After the frog jumped for two hours, it was followed by Qin Feng's practice of teaching them the mad wand method, and they were lined up in the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation to practice.

Until the evening, after dinner and a short rest, it is time to cultivate the Purifying the Pulp Sutra and the Chaos Demon Body Technique.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, in these ten days, although the eighteen berserkers had a very painful life, but the progress was also very obvious, with the help of Qin Feng Cangjin, coupled with the super load of physical training, the effect of the marrow washing meridian was maximized, and they entered the first layer, thus shortening the time for their weakness after madness to one-tenth of the original.

Berserkers really deserve to be natural warriors, although they look very honest, but their martial arts talent is very high, Qin Feng handed them the mad wand method, although they have only been practicing for ten days, they are also vigorous, and the eighteen Arhat Array has also begun to take shape.

Today was the day of the delivery agreement with the dwarf master, and early in the morning, Qin Feng took these eighteen big men to the fire equipment store.

"Master Agni, are things ready?" asked Qin Feng as soon as he entered the door and asked the Dwarven Master who was already waiting outside.

"Of course, my little brother, thanks to the methods you gave me, I am now nearly twice as efficient as before, and I am more beautifully forged. Come, take a look at my results in the past ten days, I think you will be satisfied!" the dwarven master pointed to the inner room.

Qin Feng led eighteen berserkers to follow the dwarven master through his forging room and enter the innermost collection room.

I saw that the floor of the collection room was covered with a pair of huge armor of jet black "color", but this was not the most conspicuous, the most conspicuous was the row of eighteen nearly zhang long leaning against the root of the wall, a head full of hideous steel thorns, shining with cold light!