“Dark Cloud Armor?” Mi Ziwen looked at Shi Songtao’s armor with a puzzled look.
“Deputy Master,” Zhou Shu said calmly.
Shi Songtao understood and raised his head proudly. The spiritual essence in his body exploded.
The cloud patterns on his Dark Cloud Armor lit up, and a faint layer of mystic light appeared on his black armor.
“Sir Mi, attack me!” Shi Songtao said.
Mi Ziwen frowned.
“Big Brother, you don’t have to hold back,” Zhou Shu said.
Swish!
Shi Songtao’s body flew through the air and slammed like a cannonball into the high iron wall nearby.
Boom!
There was a crash, and the iron wall shook.
Shi Songtao slid from the high wall to the ground. He clutched his chest and coughed violently.
Are you serious, Sir Mi? He looked up at Mi Ziwen with some bitterness.
Mi Ziwen’s mouth opened slightly. The shocked expression on his face hadn’t disappeared since he entered this camp!
Although he was injured, he was still a second-rank martial artist.
He hadn’t used his full strength in the palm strike just now. After all, Shi Songtao was not an enemy.
But he understood what Zhou Shu and Shi Songtao meant. They wanted him to test the defense of the armor, so his attack just now was quite powerful.
“The earth-grade weapon you told me about before is this Dark Cloud Armor?” Mi Ziwen suddenly remembered that on the way here, Zhou Shu had told him about using earth-grade weapons to equip an army.
A few star paths had indeed flashed on Shi Songtao’s armor…
A look of disbelief crossed his face. What else is my second brother capable of?
“That’s right.” Zhou Shu nodded. “The Dark Cloud Armor is an earth-grade weapon in terms of grade. It can defend against all attacks from martial artists below the fourth rank of the Martial Dao.”
Mi Ziwen: “…”
He wanted to swear.
It can withstand all attacks from martial artists below the fourth rank?
That’s bloody unreasonable!
If you had told me earlier that the earth-grade weapon you mentioned was this Dark Cloud Armor, I would have assured you that we would be able to defeat the Demon Realm army outside!
Even in the Demon Realm army, experts above the fourth rank were only a minority.
“Although it can withstand all attacks from martial artists below the fourth rank, you will still suffer some shock and accumulate some damage.” Shi Songtao rubbed his chest and walked over while speaking.
Mi Ziwen rolled his eyes at him, not wanting to talk. That’s not even worth mentioning.
“Second Brother, did you really forge a thousand sets of Dark Cloud Armor?” Mi Ziwen looked at Zhou Shu seriously.
If he really had a thousand sets of Dark Cloud Armor, he could really create an invincible army!
As a general, Mi Ziwen’s entire body trembled at the thought of this possibility.
An army that could ignore all attacks from martial artists below the fourth rank of the Martial Dao, Mi Ziwen could even imagine how invincible they were on the battlefield.
As long as such an army didn’t encounter a large number of experts at and above the third rank, they were almost unreasonable existences on the battlefield!
After the excitement, Mi Ziwen gradually calmed down.
Even though he was not a forger, he knew very well how difficult it was to forge earth-grade armor.
One had to know that before this, there were only a handful of ranked armor in the ten nations. They were earth-grade armor, but all of them were treasures of the imperial families of the various countries. They were all forged with much difficulty.
Mi Ziwen believed that Zhou Shu could forge earth-grade armor.
With Zhou Shu’s talent, let alone earth-grade armor, Mi Ziwen believed that he could even make heaven-grade armor one day.
But how long would it take to forge a thousand sets of Dark Cloud Armor?
Even if Zhou Shu was extremely talented and could forge extremely quickly, it would take more than three years if he forged one a day.
After three years, the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament would be over.
By then, it would be too late even if he gathered one thousand sets of Dark Cloud Armor.
Zhou Shu didn’t answer Mi Ziwen’s question. Instead, he clasped his hands behind his back and said casually, “Deputy Master, tell my brother what this place is.”
“Sir Mi, this is the Huaxia Pavilion’s Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament branch,” Shi Songtao said proudly. “Here, you don’t have to worry at all about weapons.
“The Huaxia Pavilion will take care of the weapons. Sir Mi, what you need to consider is how to kill the enemies.”
Mi Ziwen: “…”
“How many Demon Realm soldiers are there a hundred kilometers away?” Mi Ziwen asked seriously.
“Less than ten thousand,” Zhou Shu said, “There’s a first-rank martial artist, but you don’t have to worry about him.”
“Alright,” Mi Ziwen said in a deep voice. “If our army is equipped with one thousand sets of Dark Cloud Armor, you don’t have to worry about the ten-thousand-strong Demon Realm army. I’ll deal with them!”
Mi Ziwen straightened his back proudly.
We’re all geniuses. You’re forging geniuses. I, Mi Ziwen, am also an art of war genius.
If I can’t defeat an army of ten thousand demonic beasts with one thousand sets of Dark Cloud Armor, then I, Mi Ziwen, am not worthy of leading troops anymore!
Seeing how determined Mi Ziwen was, Shi Songtao stole a guilty look at Zhou Shu.
He had indeed bragged. There was really nothing he could do to produce 1,000 sets of Dark Cloud Armor.
But if His Highness says it can be done, then there should be no problem, right?
Zhou Shu didn’t seem to notice Shi Songtao’s gaze. “Big Brother, there are still many empty houses here. You and the others should rest first. This camp is still very safe for now.”
