Chapter 83: Who is he! (Seeking recommendation votes)

  As he continued to watch, Lei Feng felt like he was going crazy and was about to leave when suddenly a rhythmic knocking sound reached his ears, causing his heart to stir.

  Suoming is intently crafting the wolf-toothed club in his hand, undistracted and focused. Lei Feng stands beside him quietly observing, from the force of his movements it's clear that this kid has surpassed the 15th level, and in terms of craftsmanship he's obviously a notch above those outside. His eyes aren't bad either, he's a dedicated person, which at least shows that he takes forging very seriously, not just for show like those outside.

  After thinking for a while, I still feel that something is not quite right and am very dissatisfied.

  "Heh heh, kiddo, don't just blindly pursue the majesty of the Wolf Fang Baton. You must understand that a weapon is for its user, and what's most important is that it suits the one who wields it."

  Lei Feng is very kind and gentle, but Lei Shi Zu has a famous temper. However, even someone with a bad temper would feel relieved after seeing the previous examples that made him furious, and then seeing this one.

  Life is beautiful in contrast.

  Compared with Feng Jie, Furong Jie is beautiful.

  Upon hearing this, Suo Ming stopped hammering and nodded his head, "That makes sense, I was mistaken. Ah, thank you for pointing that out, senior."

  Add another dose of politeness and humility in your heart.

  "Haha, young man, it's clear that you have some foundation and a bit of basis in forging. Is this something Wang Bo taught you?"

  "The master has guidance, and there are also some family traditions."

  Lei Ting nodded, no wonder, even if Wang Bo was that talented, he could only teach out these idiots on the surface.

  "Hehe, you go on, I'll just take a look around... oh, quite a few, are these all your works?"

  "Alright then, senior, I'll take care of it before the meeting."

  Lei Ting glanced at the neatly arranged weapons against the wall, not to say they were great, but very strict and orderly. Compared to the overall level of Lei Guang Tang, this kid was a savior, and Lei Ting also had the intention of guiding him, no matter what, he couldn't let Lei Guang Tang lose too much face.

  When Lei's gaze fell on the sword in the corner of the wall, his whole body stiffened, a surge of momentum burst forth, and Suo Ming beside him was suppressed by the momentum, his entire person was fixed in place, even his breathing was suppressed.

  Bang...

  Bang... The hammer hit the ground, and Lei Feng only reacted then, hastily withdrawing his aura, solemnly picking up the sword on the ground.

  Lei Zu Shi's hand trembled slightly, this... how could it be!

  The sword in Lei Feng's hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, the craftsmanship was very rough, but the realm contained within it was indescribable and unimaginable!

  But this is still not the reason for Leiting's loss of color. Why does this sword look so much like Senior's Unsaid Sword!

  The unparalleled pride and sword intent that is contained within the sword, absolutely no mistake, absolutely no mistake!

  Suoming took a deep breath, equally shocked and pale. This old man was too frightening! Suoming knew nothing else, but the person in front of him was at least an elder, or even... a Grandmaster!!!

  After a long time, Lei Feng finally suppressed the excitement in his heart, "This... sword was left by whom?"

  Suoming bit his lip and said, "Who are you!"

  "Hey kid, I'm asking you who left this behind!"

  Rumble...

  How many years have passed and no one dares to let Lei Feng ask twice.

  Suoming's whole body shook, and a terrifying thunderous voice said, "Who are you!"

  Lei Feng only then realized his own loss of composure, how could he lose his temper with a junior grandson, and at the same time had some admiration for this little guy, who was quite spirited.

  That predecessor chose him back then because he had backbone.

  "Heh heh, don't worry, kid. I'm not here with malicious intent. I have some history with the owner of this sword. Do you know who put it here?"

  It's been decades since Lei Feng last spoke so politely and with a smile.

  In just this brief moment, Wang Bo had already rushed over rolling and crawling, "Unaware of the master's arrival, disciple... Suo Ming, you little rascal, actually dared to challenge the master, looking for a beating, aren't you!"

  Su Ming still stood there stubbornly, no matter who the other person was, even if it were the Emperor himself, he would at most just take his life.

  "I won't say anything until I get permission from my friend!"

  Suoming still said firmly, not afraid of the pressure brought by "Zushi", after experiencing the Lin family's tragic case, nothing in this world can intimidate him again.

  Lei Feng waved his hand, "Get out of here! You've turned the Lei Guang Tang into this state and I haven't even settled accounts with you yet!"

  The usually fiery Wang Bo was now as meek as a rabbit, nodding and bowing on the side, constantly giving Soming eye signals. This little fool, with such a great opportunity in front of him, why is he so clueless?

  Wang Bo had just come over casually to take a look, and was deeply moved by the recent efforts of his disciples. Who would have thought that he would suddenly feel the power of Lei Feng's yuan force?

  With his understanding of Lei Feng, he can tolerate Lei Zu's temper, which is a great blessing, indicating that Lei Zu values Suo Ming.

  Suoming didn't know who this ancestor was in front of him, but he understood one thing - the other party was very strong and fierce, and he was afraid that it would be disadvantageous to Wang Meng.

  "Heh heh, you're called Suo Ming, right? That's good, that's good, no big deal. You can ask your friends, just say Lei Feng wants to get to know him, Wang Bo can vouch for me. Although I have a bad temper, I'm not a bad person."

  Lei Ting knew that once he got angry, he was even more frightening than a monster, so he had no choice but to explain.

  Wang Bo's eyes were about to pop out, and he thought to himself, "How can Master Lei still have the time to 'explain' things?"????

  He hastily stood up, "Xu Ming, don't be ignorant, standing in front of you is the ancestor of our Holy Temple's physical refinement."

  Suoming's expression eased a bit, "Disciple Suoming greets Master Lei, but this matter I must first get my friend's consent."

  Lei Feng's face broke into a smile, "No rush, no rush, don't worry, when there's news you can let Wang Bo notify me, haha, not bad, Wang Bo, come with me!"

  When he turned to Wang Bao, his expression was no longer so gentle. Wang Bao immediately followed with a cushion on his butt. It's a good thing that the ancestor is willing to get angry. If you don't care about Leigongtang's life and death, why bother getting angry?

  Arriving at Wang Bo's residence, a loud thunderous sound was heard as he sat down, and Wang Bo hastily presented tea and stood quietly by his side.

  "You little rascal, you've almost lost me all face!"

  "Master's punishment is, you also know that our Lei Guang Tang is indeed in a difficult situation. Every time we get the least resources, and excellent disciples are taken away by others. Xu Shixiong too... The disciples are suffering as well."

  Wang Bo felt it was hard to find someone to pour out his troubles to.

  "Hmph, you'll just find excuses. Take a good look at your own problems. These kids are our future. Don't spend all day cultivating yourself. This time I came and it was still pretty worthwhile. The atmosphere is not bad either. As long as you're willing to work hard, there's opportunity. In terms of resources, I'll think of a way. But in this Baibao Hall meeting, you must also show determination. Otherwise, no one can help you."

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