Bet on the fight!

He Mu's complexion changed drastically, her body moved, and she ran out quickly.

This speed is not inferior to that of a cultivator in the realm.

Obviously, He Yangsun's mother is also a master of cultivation.

"Look at this step, it should be the armor master." In Han Muye's ears, the golden bird chirped.

"Level three." Jin Zhu's words are concise and to the point.

Han Muye didn't care about them, just held a golden-gray oval flat carapace in his hand and walked out quickly.

Passing through the hall, there was already the sound of shouting and clashing outside.

On the ten-zhang wide square in front of the door, two figures staggered back and forth.

He Yangsun had a short knife in his hand, wearing a pair of cyan chest armor, and his body was quite calm when he moved.

Opposite him, a big man with a long-handled battle axe had messy steps, and the big axe in his hand was wielding with all his might, and he could only resist He Yangsun's knife.

This scene relieved He Mu, who walked to the door.

On the opposite side of the square, several people in black robes had gloomy expressions on their faces.

He Yangsun's combat power exceeded their expectations.

This guy has never won a single gamble in the city, and it is said that his strength is extremely poor, why can he be so strong?

At this time, the strength shown by He Yangsun was no longer inferior to that of an ordinary first-level armor master.

"When—"

The short knife collided with the long-handled battle axe, and with a slight knock, the big man couldn't hold his battle axe, and the battle axe fell directly to the ground.

He Yangsun's short knife was horizontal and slashed across the chestplate of the big man.

"Thorn-"

A string of sparks, a three-inch-deep scratch on the armor.

He Yangsun's knife is also a rare treasure.

After all, it is a family in the city, even if it declines, the depth of the heritage is not comparable to this family outside the city.

The breastplate was cut by a knife, and the big man retreated in panic.

"Third Brother Wang, I have conceded." He Yangsun clenched his fists, and then looked at the black-robed people in front of him.

"Uncles of the Wang family, remember to send the 300 acres of good land to my family."

Some of the people on the other side snorted coldly, and some turned their heads over.

Standing in front, the old man wearing a crown of golden hair narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Wang Sankui hasn't lost yet. ”

Didn't lose?

He Yangsun sneered.

If it weren't for the mercy of his subordinates, this Wang Sankui would have at least fallen to the ground with serious injuries.

Wang Sankui's face turned pale, gritted his teeth, and took a step forward.

He knew that he was not He Yangsun's opponent.

Now the head of his own family does not let himself admit defeat, which is to let himself fight to the death.

He's not sure.

"Wang Sankui, take your war puppet."

Behind him, the head of his family raised his hand, and a nine-foot-tall war puppet fell.

War puppets?

Wang Sankui's face was dazed.

I am a master of armor, when will I be a puppet master?

"Who is this deceiving me?" He Mu, who was standing in front of the stone steps, let out a low shout, and the golden light on a piece of blue and red armor in her hand was intertwined, turning into a green battle armor, covering her whole body.

The armor has shoulder armor on both shoulders and carries an eight-foot spear on its back.

Raise your hand a little, the spear fell directly in the palm of her hand, and He Mu stepped forward, and the momentum on her body was condensed.

Level 3 Armor Master!

This kind of cultivation is combat power, and it is no longer considered a weak person in the land of Tower City.

"It turned out to be the old lady of the He family," the expression of the head of the Wang family named Wang Zhenye changed, and he snorted: "The young master of the He family can double cultivate the armor and the puppet, and the three kui of my family can also." ”

When he said this, he didn't even have the confidence to do so.

He Mu glared, and pointed forward with the spear in her hand: "Wang Zhenye, are you going to treat my He family as a fool?" ”

Wang Zhenye gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice: "It seems that the He family is still the old lady." ”

His words made He Yangsun's face cold.

"Hmph, you don't need your mother's help." He Yangsun stepped forward, the short knife in his hand crossed his chest.

Wang Sankui took a step back, but only retreated, and the war puppet behind him had already rushed in front of him and punched He Yangsun in the chest.

He Yangsun snorted coldly, and the short knife in his hand blocked in front of his fist.

"Smack-"

The fist collided with He Yangsun's short knife, and He Yangsun's face turned pale and he took a step back.

A trace of shame flashed on Wang Sankui's face, but he still stood there, waving his hands and feet.

In fact, everyone can see that this puppet is not controlled by him at all.

"Drink!" He Yangsun shouted violently, and a golden light flashed with the battle armor on his body, turning into a network of light, enveloping the battle puppet.

The war puppet was covered, and his steps froze.

He Yangsun stepped forward and punched down.

"Peng—"

This punch landed on the golem's chest, causing the golem to take a step back.

But with the power of this punch, the war golem also broke free from the snare and threw out a golden long whip.

The long whip was thrown on He Yangsun's shoulder, throwing him out of the way, and he fell to the ground, his armor shattered.

"Hehe, the young master of the He family is nothing more than that." Wang Zhenye sneered and shouted.

He Yangsun struggled to stand up, but his right hand couldn't hold the short knife.

It was clear that he had no strength to fight again.

"Yangsun, don't be reckless, I-" Before He Mu finished speaking, He Yangsun let out a low roar, the broken battle armor on his body was completely shattered, he raised his left hand and smashed it towards the war puppet.

"Peng—"

The golem was hit again, but this time the golem didn't even take a step back.

This war puppet is obviously a first-level war puppet, and it is not something that He Yangsun can deal with.

The battle puppet only shook and shook his hand and threw He Yangsun away.

Without the blessing of the power of the armor, the combat power of an armor master is not very strong.

What's more, He Yangsun is not an official armor master, and his strength is enough.

"Admit defeat, Master He." Wang Zhenye smiled and looked at He Yangsun who fell to the ground, "Or, please ask Old Madam He to bully the small and teach my Wang family a lesson?" ”

"When He Ju was the head of the family, he liked to guide the younger generations to practice."

mentioned his father He Ju, and He Yangsun's eyes were red.

Father is his pride and the goal he pursues in his practice.

Struggling to stand up, He Yangsun wanted to rush again, but his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He Mu hurriedly stepped forward to support him, raised her hand and pressed it on his back, infusing a cyan aura.

"Young Master He, admit defeat." Wang Sankui, who was standing behind the war puppet, said in a low voice.

He's not a puppeteer.

At this time, the impostor fights, and the victory is not martial.

This is the defeat of the He family.

Facing He Yangsun, he felt guilty.

"Admit defeat, I won't admit defeat if I die......" He Yangsun roared, broke free of the support of He Mu behind him, and stepped out.

An arm suddenly reached out from his side and grabbed him.

"Master He, I've repaired your puppet." Han Muye spoke softly.

War Golems!

He Yangsun was whole and looked at Han Muye excitedly.

"Master Han......"

At this time, there are war puppets to help, and he still has the strength to fight!

He didn't expect that his war puppet could be repaired so quickly!

Han Muye nodded, and sent the oval carapace he was holding in his hand to He Yangsun's palm.

What is, what?

He Yangsun had a blank look on his face.

Not only him, but other people who saw this scene were a little confused.

What about the promised puppets?

He Yangsun looked down at the object in his palm.

This small round armor gave him a feeling of flesh and blood.

Subconsciously, his body was infused with soul and aura.

"Boom-"

The round armor in the palm of his hand spun and flew out, directly turning into a black-armored war puppet more than seven feet tall and with a refined body.

Behind the war puppet, a pair of long knives showed a surging coldness.

Is this their own war puppet?

Heart-to-heart, he could sense that this was indeed his own war puppet.

But how did this puppet become like this?

What level of war puppet can be so agile?

This is by no means an unsubmerged war puppet, not even a first-class war puppet.

At least a second-level battle golem!

"Battle Golem Condensation, this, at least a fourth-level war puppet......" He Mu stared at the war puppet and whispered softly.

On the other side, Wang Sankui's face turned pale.

Wang Zhenye's expression changed, and he turned his head slightly to look at a middle-aged man beside him.

"Hmph, the war puppet may be strong enough, but no matter how strong the war puppet is, it must be able to control the envoy." The middle-aged man snorted, his fingers twisting slightly.

The war puppet standing in front of Wang Sankui strode forward and smashed his fist into the war puppet with two knives on his back.

The fist of the golem screamed, causing the wind to turn into a cyan streamer.

He Yangsun raised his hand, held his palm lightly, and raised his fingers.

The right hand of the war puppet in front of him instantly drew his knife and cracked down.

"Peng—"

Under the long knife, the fisted puppet was cracked in half by a flickering knife light!

The war puppet was cracked open!

The middle-aged man standing beside Wang Zhenye was shocked, and blood instantly filled his eyes.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to his knees.

This is a war puppet that was directly killed, and the puppeteer who was implicated in his heart was also traumatized.

Obviously, this is the master of this puppet, and he was also the puppet of the envoy just now.

Even a fool can see this.

He Yangsun raised his hand, and the long sword of the war puppet in front of him stretched forward.

At this moment, he could feel the heart that the war puppet had passed to him.

It's a commanding feeling!

War puppets with their own spirituality!

Spiritual war golems!

He Yangsun remembered that when his father was there, his father never left his armor.

How many times have I sat on my father's shoulder and watched the sunset.

At that time, his father carefully held his arm, and something spiritual passed to him.

Father's armor is a level 5 armor.

The long knife of the war golem was slowly raised.

At this moment, the message sent back by the war puppet was to ask him if he wanted to go on a killing spree.

It was to tell him that the war puppet could support a hundred breaths.

He Yangsun clenched his fists slightly, and he had an urge in his heart to look up to the sky and roar.

"I, I throw in the towel......"

Wang Sankui whispered and slowly stepped back.

He didn't dare not retreat.

Pointed at the puppet long knife, he felt like his body was going to freeze.

If he doesn't retreat and doesn't admit defeat, he will die.

He didn't want to die.

I don't want to die so aggrieved.

"The eldest young master of the He family, amazing." Wang Zhenye clenched his fists and shouted: "The eldest young master of the He family is a powerful puppet master, which is really rare." ”

"It's a pity that the inheritance of the He family's armor master is about to be broken."

He laughed, turned and walked away.

He Yangsun stood there and said coldly: "I hope that the head of the Wang family will send the title deed as soon as possible, and don't let He Mou go to pick it up in person." ”

Wang Zhenye snorted and walked away quickly.

Wang Sankui and the others were helping the seriously injured middle-aged man, and they were carried in half by the war puppet and left in embarrassment.

In front of the He family's mansion, there was cheering.

For these He families in Zhuangzi, it is of course an extremely honorable thing to see their young master exerting his might.

He Mu looked at He Yangsun, and then at the war puppet in front of him, with a complicated expression on her face, she sighed, withdrew her battle armor, and turned around and walked into the house.

"Master Han, thank you." He Yangsun turned around and bowed to Han Muye.

"Hum—"

The golem reverts to an oval carapace and falls into the palm of your hand.

Taking a deep breath, he held the carapace in both hands and sent it to Han Muye.

"This battle puppet is returned to the master."

He lowered his head, a hint of reluctance flashing in his eyes.

This puppet is extremely strong.

That kind of agility, heart-to-heart smoothness, is something he has never felt.

Han Muye's gaze fell on the battle puppet.

"It's your own puppet, I'm just tinkering with it."

Han Muye's words made He Yangsun's eyes widen.

This puppet is his own!

Looking at the war puppet he was holding in his palm, He Yangsun only felt his blood boiling.

If this puppet is his own, then he will definitely directly become a first-level puppet master.

No, it's possible to be level 2!

"Thank you, Mr. Han—"

He Yangsun bowed to Han Muye again.

"I have a total of eighteen materials that you don't have, the total price, 150,000 yuan coins." Han Muye waved his hand and said with a chuckle, ""

150,000 source coins!

He Yangsun looked up at Han Muye, and his mouth moved slightly.

Although the materials of his war puppet are precious, the total price is only 10,000 yuan coins.

The materials used in this repaired war puppet actually reached 150,000 yuan coins.

At this price, you can already buy back a third-level war puppet, and if you are lucky, you can also get an ordinary war puppet in the fourth level.

"Young Master He won't be short of source coins, right?" Han Muye looked at He Yangsun with a smile.

He Yangsun's face turned red, and he hurriedly said: "There is no shortage, no shortage." ”

"Please master rest in the mansion first."

"Today's Yangsun can win, all thanks to the help of the master."

This is telling the truth.

If there was no war puppet refined by Han Muye, He Yangsun would definitely lose.

The price that Han Muye said, He Yangsun did not doubt it.

He could feel the strength of the puppet after the envoy.

However, he couldn't have so many source coins in his hands.

Not to mention him, even the entire He family now, can't take out so many source coins.

When Han Muye returned to the wing room to rest, He Yangsun had to bite the bullet to find his mother.

"One hundred and fifty thousand source coins?" He Mu whispered in surprise.

He Yangsun nodded and placed the oval carapace on the table.

He Mu stretched out her hand to pick up the carapace, and felt it carefully, and her expression changed.

After a long time, she put down the carapace, and then looked up at He Yangsun.

"You know how much money the He family has left, what do you want to do?"

Today's He family only has this bit of industry left in the Zhuangzi outside the city, and the total total is only seventy or eighty thousand yuan coins.

"Mother, I remember that my mother still has two shops and a caravan." He Yangsun lowered his head and spoke softly.

On the bright side, He Yangsun has lost the He family's family business.

Secretly, it was he who quietly transferred a lot of his property and turned it into various cultivation resources, and at the same time divided the attention and contradictions of all parties.

It's not easy to monetize these resources.

As for the property in the hands of He's mother, it was her dowry back then, not the He family's property.

"I can take out the shops and the caravan."

He Mu nodded, and then said, "Tell me, what are you going to do?" ”

Hearing He Mu say that she could take out this shop and caravan, He Yangsun had a smile on his face.

"The child is going to mortgage the caravan and the shop, exchange it for enough source coins, and hand it over to Master Han."

"Master Han's forging methods are really extraordinary."

He Mu shook her head and said softly: "Since you know that he has extraordinary means, why do you want to pay off the source coins like this?" ”

Don't pay it off?

He Yangsun frowned, and said in a low voice: "If you don't deliver the 150,000 yuan coins, Master Han will not be happy......

"In the entire Tower City, have you ever seen someone with such forging methods?" He Mu stretched out her hand and pointed to the war puppet carapace on the table, and spoke.

"Nope." He Yangsun nodded.

"Since that's the case, then you should directly give those two shops and a caravan to Master Han." He Mu's words made He Yangsun stunned.

"Send?" He Yangsun muttered: "This is my mother's private property, and it is worth at least 300,000 yuan coins......

"Silly boy, with Master Han's methods, do you really care about 300,000 yuan coins?" He Mubai waved her hand, and then took out a book.

"This is the title deed of the two shops and the contract of the caravan, you send it."

"As long as this Master Han accepts it and can stay in Tacheng in the future, are you still afraid that you won't be able to have a relationship with him?"

"Perhaps, the opportunity for my He family's comeback is on this Master Han."

He Yangsun is not stupid.

It's just that there is no money in the pocket, and the waist is not hard.

At this time, when I heard He Mu's analysis, I suddenly had an idea in my heart, and I took the scroll and left.

When he arrived at Han Muye's residence, he took out the scroll and bowed to Han Muye: "Master Han, my He family's business has failed, and I can't take out 150,000 source coins for a while. ”

"This is the title deed of two shops in Tower City, and the contract of a caravan."

"Please accept it from Master Han as a reward for repairing the war puppet."

Two shops, one caravan.

This is worth far more than 150,000 yuan coins.

"Young Master He, is it too much?" Han Muye smiled on his face, looked at He Yangsun and said.

"It's not too much to be able to ask the master to help." He Yangsun bowed, put the book on the table, and then turned around and left.

After only a few steps, Han Muye's voice came from behind him.

"In this way, I don't want shops and caravans."

"I want seventy percent of the future profits of the shops and caravans."

Seventy percent of the income is to be left, and thirty percent is left for the He family.

The most important thing is that in this way, the relationship between the He family and this Master Han is one step closer!

"Thank you, Master."

He Yangsun turned around and gave his hand.

……

Half a month later, in the tower city, two adjacent shops quietly opened, and started the repair and forging business of war puppets and war armor.

The person in charge of the business is the He family, who has withdrawn from the Tacheng family.

He Yangsun, the young master of the He family, was personally responsible for receiving merchants and customers in the store.

The shops on the second floor, with two facades, are remote, but they are elegantly furnished, and they don't look like a place to repair and forge battle armor and war golems.

The shop was open for five or six days, and some people walked into the shop, but they didn't make a deal.

Han Muye was not in a hurry, and studied those war puppets and battle armor in the attic on the second floor every day.

The battle armor and battle puppet refining inheritance of the galaxy universe were very different from what Han Muye had seen from the Flood Desolation battle armor.

Just like the cultivation method of the Flood Universe, from the cultivation of physical strength in the Flood Wilderness Era to the cultivation of the Great Wilderness Era, it has become a true spiritual practice.

Source change app】

After that, it was transformed into an immortal path and a god clan practice.

The war puppet armor of the galaxy universe has also evolved several times.

The refining method of the saint-level battle puppet battle armor and even the god-level war puppet battle armor in the ancient times has long been lost.

Today's Wargolem Warframe refining pursues the maximum use of various material properties.

"Hum—"

With a soft sound, Han Muye was covered with a set of silver battle armor.

The armor was covered with chain mail, and its arms and limbs were wrapped in silver armor.

Slightly clenched his fist, and a streamer flashed on the silver armor.

The streamer lifted his body up with a single spin, turning into a phantom in the attic.

It's too fast, and you can only see a virtual afterimage.

A long sword appeared in his hand, and Han Muye slashed towards the void in front of him.

"Thorn-"

In front of him, a black spatial crack appeared, and then slowly disappeared.

This universe is directly suppressed by the power of the Heavenly Dao, and the confinement pressure in the heavens and the earth is not strong.

With the blessing of this battle armor, Han Muye only exerted the power of about the Golden Immortal, that is, the power of about the sixth level of this realm, and broke through the void.

No wonder He Yangsun said that a strong person above the sixth level can directly shuttle between heaven and earth and move in an instant.

After a pause, Han Muye stood in place.

The armor on his body slowly faded, and eventually only a piece of armor that could be held with a fist remained.

This piece of armor was a battle armor that he had just refined, blessed with speed and strength.

This set of armor is completely refined from the armor pieces given to him by He Yangsun.

However, Han Muye simplified some of these materials and optimized them.

Although this armor cannot be compared with the ninth-level battle-armor in terms of strength attributes, it can only be regarded as sixth-level, but its performance is far beyond the ordinary sixth-level battleframe.

This armor is a high-quality existence among the sixth level.

The most important thing is that the biggest advantage of this armor is that there is no requirement for the imperial envoy to cultivate strength.

Unlike other Warframe War Golems, without matching cultivation power, they can't urge the Imperial Envoy at all.

This armor, of course, can maximize the combat power of the sixth-level armor master, and it can be used by the fifth-level, fourth-level, and even first-level and second-level armor masters.

It's just that the power of the envoy will be relatively weak.

But this attribute is something that many other warframes don't have.

Han Muye knew that with this alone, this battle armor could be sold for a high price.

Putting away the nail piece and walking downstairs, he saw He Yangsun standing behind the counter.

"What, no business yet?"

Han Muye asked with a smile.

He Yangsun nodded, shook his head helplessly, and said: "If Mr. is willing to go to the Battle Armor Casting Alliance in Tacheng as I said, and make friends a little, there will definitely be no shortage of business." ”

Tacheng's battle puppet armor forging business is basically monopolized.

Those refiners and casters all have a mentorship relationship with each other.

If an outside caster wants to get business, he must integrate into the foundry alliance.

This is true not only of Tower City, but of all other cities.

"No, you don't."

Han Muye shook his head with a smile, looked at He Yangsun, and raised his hand to throw out the piece of battle armor.

"Didn't you say earlier that you were going to certify a first-level armor master and a puppet master?"

"Take this armor with you."

He Yangsun already has a war puppet, and with that war puppet, not to mention the certification of a first-level imperial puppet master, even the second-level is more than enough.

Now with this armor, you can directly certify a first-level armor master.

Becoming an armor master and a puppet master at the same time is He Yangsun's dream.

Moreover, He Yangsun became a first-class imperial puppet master and a royal armor master, and he could immediately set off a big sensation in Tacheng.

When his armor and puppets are revealed, are you worried that business in this shop will not be good?