Lin Xuan slammed his hammer down, and the eight purple metal blocks on the platform simultaneously lit up with purple beams of light. At the same time, a faint phantom of a green-leafed sword grass appeared on his body.
It possessed a spirit after a thousand forgings, and it had even taken shape with a spirit. If Mu Chen and the others were here, they would definitely be astonished. With a spirit taking shape, it was only one step away from becoming a true spirit forging. As long as he continued forging, it would surely become a spirit forging.
[Forging: Spirit Forging (18/10000)]
Lin Xuan gained another eight points of forging proficiency in the system. He carefully put away the forged metal blocks.
"It seems I've overdone it."
Lin Xuan took a sip of water, looking at the system panel, feeling somewhat helpless.
During this period, he had been frantically forging iron and had finally paid off the money he owed Mu Chen, in addition to his diligent practice over the past three months.
In forging, Lin Xuan had finally reached the level of spirit forging, but then a very awkward situation arose.
He was a spirit forging blacksmith who couldn't forge spirit forging.
Spirit Forging requires at least three rings, otherwise the soul power can't support the consumption of forging. But Lin Xuan only has two rings now, and he doesn't have the blood and qi soul rings like Tang Wulin.
After reaching the Spirit Forging stage, if he tries to do Thousand Forging now, he can only rely on the system's guaranteed reward.
"Forging should be put on hold for now. I'll practice the Grass Sword Technique more during this time, just to maintain my feel for it."
Lin Xuan thought for a moment and made a decision.
Rather than struggling with the system's guaranteed reward, it's better to improve other things first. His Grass Sword Technique is already at the fifth level, and Lin Xuan has a feeling that the Grass Sword Technique will undergo a qualitative change at the tenth level.
After washing up, Lin Xuan got up and headed to the Tang Sect's base. He should go and collect his Tang Sect secret techniques.
This is also the reason he chose to join the Tang Sect. It's impossible for him to create all the techniques himself; he doesn't have the time or energy. Compared to the Spirit Transmission Tower, the Tang Sect has fewer problems in the early stages.
After all, his system is a proficiency system, not a sign-in system.
If this were a novel, the author would probably be out of their mind to create such a cheat code.
Not the best, but better than the worst! Even with a little cheat code, he can't just be an overpowered protagonist sweeping through the entire map.
Soon, Lin Xuan arrived again at the industrial park of Donghai City. Not only was this the Tang Sect's base located here, but it seemed that Donghai City's mecha factory was also situated here.
Lin Xuan was walking along the streets of the park when a deafening explosion rang out as he passed a white area.
"What's going on?"
A beam of soul-guided light shot into the sky from the white area. Lin Xuan instinctively retreated a distance, cautiously looking towards the park.
"Watch out!"
At that moment, an anxious voice rang out. Before Lin Xuan could react, a seven- or eight-meter-tall mech, trailing a trail of flames, burst forth.
It was a snow-white mech, resembling an agile mechanical snow leopard. Its entire body was streamlined, giving it a very light and nimble feel.
The left arm of the snow-white mech featured a three- or four-meter-long soul-guided cannon, with a caliber of about thirty millimeters. But what was even more striking was the three-meter-long, gleaming blade on its right arm.
The smooth surface of that cold mechanical blade even reflected the surrounding scenery; its sharp edge left no doubt that it could easily slice through a soul-guided bus with a single strike.
"Program Error # #, Self-Defense Mode Activated, Target Detected, Armament Deployment!"
The snow-white mech twitched slightly in place, then turned towards Lin Xuan, who was running away. Its eyes flashed red, and a white soul-guided laser shot out from the left cannon.
"Damn it!"
A flash of crimson light appeared on Lin Xuan's body as he activated his Peerless Sword Dance.
With the boost from Peerless Sword Dance, Lin Xuan narrowly avoided the soul-guided laser, but more lasers continued to rain down upon him.
"This is truly an artificial idiot!"
Lin Xuan desperately dodged on the rooftops, but the thin walls offered him no protection whatsoever. One hit from the soul-guided cannon reduced these walls to ashes.
"Watch out! Young man, this mech's ranged fire is ten meters.
Don't run out of range, move closer to the mech. You can't outrun a soul-guided cannon. At your speed, circle around it within ten meters. Our factory manager will be back soon, hold on!"
Just as Lin Xuan was fleeing in a sorry state, a middle-aged man over a hundred meters away anxiously called out to him through a megaphone.
Coincidentally, while their factory's mech pilot was away, the mech suddenly malfunctioned.
If someone died, his managerial position would be over. This was a position he had worked hard for over three years to get; he couldn't afford to lose it like that.
Hearing the man's words, Lin Xuan rushed towards the mech that was still firing passionately. After he entered within ten meters of the mech, the snow-white mech indeed stopped firing.
"Phew... damn it!"
Lin Xuan had just caught his breath, but the next second he cursed again.
The snow-white mecha retracted its left cannon and unfolded its three-meter-long blade on the right. Combined with its two-to-three-meter reach, the greatsword was a full five or six meters long.
"Ding! Target detected, activating melee mode..."
The snow-white mecha held its blade horizontally in the air, spinning like a top, creating a storm of blades in the surrounding area.
Seeing the charging mecha, Lin Xuan once again embarked on a flight of escape.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The mecha was like a giant meat grinder, crashing and smashing through buildings within a radius of several dozen meters, turning them into ruins.
After creating some distance again, Lin Xuan was panting heavily; the duration of his newly activated Peerless Sword Dance had expired.
This was the first time he had fully activated Peerless Sword Dance in battle, and using this soul skill continuously was putting a strain on his body.
"Young man, retreat!"
Just as Lin Xuan hesitated, a loud shout suddenly came from the sky. Lin Xuan looked up.
Above the sky stood a black mech, no more than three or four meters tall, smaller than the snow-white mech, but its aura far surpassed it.
It wielded a deep blue mechanical spear, its shaft crackling with purple lightning.
With a swing of its long arm, the black mech arched backward, transforming into a longbow in mid-air, and launched the spear.
The spear ripped through the sky, unleashing a series of deafening thunderous roars, like a furious thunder dragon charging towards the snow-white mech on the ground.
Lin Xuan quickly retreated, followed by a deafening explosion, a huge cloud of dust rising in front of him, forming a small mushroom cloud.
When the smoke cleared, the snow-white mech lay paralyzed on the ground, a deep blue spear embedded in its core, countless bolts of lightning flowing from its tip, burning out all of the snow-white mech's electrical circuitry.
"Are you alright?"
The black mech landed in the air, and a man in his thirties stepped out of the cockpit.
The man's face was resolute, and his gentle smile towards Lin Xuan carried a hint of concern.
"It's nothing! I just almost died."
Lin Xuan wiped the sweat from his face; these past few minutes had been more tiring than working half a day as a blacksmith.
"I'm very sorry! I'm Xu Hao, the person in charge of this factory. This accident was caused by our negligence, and we are deeply sorry."
The man stepped forward and sincerely addressed Lin Xuan, then pulled a purple card from his pocket.
"This contains 600,000 Federal Credits, a small token of our apology. Please accept it. Also, with this card, you can enjoy a 20% discount when purchasing purple or lower-grade mechs at Xu's Mech Group."
"Alright then!"
Lin Xuan was slightly surprised, then accepted the card. He'd seen too many idiots before, and encountering a normal one now felt a little strange.
Xu Hao's mechs were clearly of a high level; it was rare to see someone with his strength acting so shamelessly.
"If you're interested in mechs, you're always welcome to visit our mech factory,"
Xu Hao promised Lin Xuan with a smile.
"Definitely if I get the chance!"
Lin Xuan nodded; he was quite interested in mechas. Gundams stood tall on the earth, mechas were the epitome of manly romance!
"Factory Director Xu!"
A middle-aged man rushed over from afar, calling out to Xu Hao.
"Hmph! You'd better give me a reasonable explanation for this accident!"
Xu Hao wasn't so patient with him. He snorted coldly and walked straight into the factory, the black mecha silently following behind him.
After the two figures disappeared, Lin Xuan continued towards the Tang Clan's base.
"Who said mechas are no good!"
Lin Xuan recalled the man's shot and couldn't help but think that these mechas weren't as bad as described in the original work.
"I wonder how overpowered that Battle Armor Master is!"
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