Chapter 6

*Slap...*

Zhang Hanyu kicked heavily on Ouyang Ming’s hand.

*Humph—*

Painful groans came almost simultaneously from their mouths. Ouyang Ming’s body flew up, spun in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

However, this little guy immediately got up from the ground. He was like a nimble little mouse, slipping into the piles of scrapped weapons in the warehouse.

This military camp was not a frontline base directly facing strong enemies. According to the empire’s classification, it could only be considered a secondary camp for support and training. Moreover, this camp had a very important task: to collect and gather damaged armor and weapons from various camps or battlefields.

When the number of these weapons and armor reached a certain level, a powerful person would come to take them to the large workshops near the capital for reprocessing.

However, the number of weapons and armor was currently insufficient, so they were piled up here, ignored by everyone, and conveniently became a natural barrier for Ouyang Ming to evade the pursuit.

Zhang Hanyu plopped to the ground, his buttocks hitting the floor. His hands clutched his foot tightly, and his handsome face was contorted with extreme pain.

He swore by his soul that after seeing the red light, he immediately tried to control his strength.

Because he recognized the military-grade fire, and kicking it with his flesh and blood was something only a complete fool would do.

But tragically, at that moment, his kick had already been delivered. Although he controlled the force, intending to make Ouyang Ming spit blood and break a few ribs, even without using full strength, it was not something he could stop instantly.

To control and release at will, in a single thought.

His martial arts cultivation was still far from that level.

So, even though he desperately wanted to retract his kick, he could only watch helplessly as it plunged into the red light.

Subsequently, excruciating pain shot through his leg, and the intense pain made him unable to stand, causing him to sit down and almost faint.

Well, military-grade fire is used for forging weapons, not for fighting.

Throughout history, there have been many military-grade fire forgers, but almost none of them were famous for fighting. Because when people fought with a military-grade fire forger, they would never do so bare-handed.

Since military-grade fire can forge weapons, its temperature is not something to be underestimated.

Using one’s flesh and blood to contend with military-grade fire... Ouyang Ming indicated that he had never encountered such a fool before.

Breathing heavily, Zhang Hanyu’s every breath sounded like the death struggle of a severely injured monster, as if he might faint at any moment from the pain.

After a long while, he finally recovered from the almost death-like discomfort.

The only thing that made Zhang Hanyu feel relieved was that his leg had only touched the military-grade fire for a brief moment. Although his leg was burned and in excruciating pain, it was not a permanent injury. After gritting his teeth and enduring for a moment, the dizziness gradually subsided.

Lifting his head, he looked at the pile of weapons, his ears twitching slightly as he heard a faint sound.

It was Ouyang Ming. He had not taken the opportunity to escape or continue attacking while Zhang Hanyu was distracted, but instead, like a rat, he had hidden himself.

Zhang Hanyu’s face, already contorted with pain, became even more terrifying.

If Ouyang Ming had fled directly, he would have been helpless. Or if Ouyang Ming had been bolder and attacked him.

Zhang Hanyu shivered, not daring to think further. But he immediately dismissed this possibility. How could an orphan have the courage to do such a thing?

However, since he did not flee, he was doomed to die today!

Ouyang Ming, who had successfully activated the military-grade fire, no longer had any reason to live. The pain from his foot wound and the uncontrollable jealousy in his heart would not allow Ouyang Ming to continue living and bouncing around in front of him.

Zhang Hanyu endured the pain and hobbled over, picking up a short knife with a chipped edge along the way. Although his legs were not convenient, he was still filled with the confidence that he could kill the other person.

That kid was just a boy who had not received any martial arts training. As long as he had a bit of strength left, he could easily kill him.

However, Zhang Hanyu did not know that the Ouyang Ming hiding behind the pile of scrapped weapons was not trembling in fear in the dark, but was doing something within his capabilities.

When Zhang Hanyu slapped the back of his neck in the forging room, Ouyang Ming did indeed faint. But it was only for a very short time, as a purple light suddenly flashed in his mind.

This purple light appeared abruptly, and the moment it appeared, Ouyang Ming changed.

It was not that Ouyang Ming suddenly gained some world-destroying power, but that his consciousness seemed to momentarily separate from his body. Although he could still control his body as usual, he had a sense of being an observer.

Well, it could be described this way: because of the strange purple light, Ouyang Ming’s consciousness split into two.

One part remained hidden in his body, while the other became an observer.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this strange and mysterious division of consciousness that Ouyang Ming was in an unprecedented state of absolute calm.

He calmly observed Zhang Hanyu’s every move. Perhaps "observed" is not the right word; "sensed" would be more accurate.

Even with his eyes closed, he could fully grasp the surrounding situation. Of course, this range was not large, only about ten meters.

But for him, it was a miraculous experience.

With this almost cheating-like ability, Zhang Hanyu’s every action could not escape his notice. Moreover, he could make the most calm and correct judgments, keeping his body in a state of apparent unconsciousness to prevent Zhang Hanyu from becoming wary. When Zhang Hanyu kicked out, about to cause significant damage to his body, Ouyang Ming instantly acted and successfully injured his enemy.

After hiding in the scrapped weapons, Ouyang Ming’s body and consciousness remained in this state, like a cold machine, without any emotional fluctuations.

He naturally knew that attacking Zhang Hanyu at this moment was one of the better choices.

But who knew if Zhang Hanyu had any hidden cards? Ouyang Ming subconsciously told himself that he did not want to be overturned by the other party at the last moment.

Therefore, he followed the most familiar and reliable method to save himself.

His gaze swept over the countless scrapped weapons behind him, and he picked one without hesitation. It was a broken sword, and the front half was missing. However, under the inspection of the military-grade fire, its attributes were the highest among all the weapons around.

Sharpness +2

After picking up this broken sword, Ouyang Ming did not stop. He picked up another scrapped weapon.

Under the flicker of the military-grade fire, the last gleam of this weapon instantly disappeared, turning it into a completely worthless piece of scrap. If a craftsman had made such a weapon, he would likely be beaten to death by the inspector.

At this moment, Ouyang Ming also knew that he was facing one of the greatest challenges of his life.

If he could not overcome it, he would only have one path: death. Zhang Hanyu’s hateful gaze clearly told him what would happen if he fell into this man’s hands.

Well, it would probably be even more tragic than Zhang Hanyu’s half-crippled leg.

Therefore, Ouyang Ming also unleashed all his potential, like a machine, ruthlessly squeezing out every bit of energy.

The military-grade fire kept flickering, turning one weapon after another into completely worthless scrap.

His physical strength was rapidly depleting, and even his mental strength began to waver, a sign of the military-grade fire’s rapid consumption in a short time.

Ouyang Ming immediately stopped, took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly focused on an object.

It was a cylinder, the thing Zhang Hanyu used against him. When Zhang Hanyu kicked the military-grade fire, the intense pain made him throw this object away, and it unexpectedly landed here.

Ouyang Ming’s heart moved, and he instinctively reached out, using the military-grade fire to envelop it.

Item: Fire Absorption Order

Rank: Magic Tool (?)

Attribute: Absorption +1

What is a Fire Absorption Order? This thought flashed through Ouyang Ming’s mind but was immediately dismissed.

Discoverable absorbable component, absorb?

Absorb.

In the next moment, when the military-grade fire dissipated, the Fire Absorption Order’s only attribute, Absorption, transformed into a purple light and entered his mind. More strangely, when the Absorption attribute disappeared, the cylinder shattered.

It did not break but disintegrated into a pile of powder before his eyes, vanishing without a trace.

If it were a normal time, Ouyang Ming might have been stunned, but now he merely glanced at it and dismissed it from his mind.

A determined look flashed in his eyes, and Ouyang Ming gritted his teeth. The military-grade fire flickered again.

Discoverable enhancement component, enhance?

Enhance.

He released all the accumulated purple light points in his mind onto the first broken sword he had chosen.

In the next moment, a brand new broken sword appeared in his hand.

Item: Super-grade Broken Sword

Rank: Ordinary Tool, First Tier

Attribute: Sharpness +6, Hardness +6, Absorption +1, Durability 6

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