Chapter 7: Instant Death

As for the use of crude minerals for arms processing, it is certainly feasible; however, the production of arms requires a significant amount of physical strength, while the exercise of crude minerals does not necessitate fine control, but rather demands prolonged periods of endurance.

The only thing he could feel was his own strength and life swiftly slipping away from him. He wanted to raise his hand, but no matter how hard he tried, it was futile; his gaze remained fixed on the broken blade that rendered him paralyzed.

This state is absolutely not something that a person who has never seen blood would exhibit

Ouyang Ming even felt an impulse to roar out loud

A single blow struck down from the right side of the neck to the chest would undoubtedly result in a copious flow of blood. However, at this moment, there was not a trace of blood on Zhang Hanyu, for all the blood had been absorbed by the broken blade in Ouyang Ming's hand

Then, he watched in horror as an extraordinarily terrifying scene unfolded before his eyes

Then, a crisp sound of breaking echoed, and the short knife snapped in response. The broken blade continued forward as if it had severed a strand of hair, effortlessly advancing and suddenly cleaving down from the right side of Zhang Hanyu's neck, directly striking his chest.

If Ouyang Ming wanted to escape right from the start, he would certainly have set a deadly trap. However, since this kid still has a bit of courage, he does not mind playing with him. At this moment, Zhang Hanyu immediately thought of various punishments. First, he would sever all of Ouyang Ming's tendons, disable his vocal cords, and let him suffer in agony until death.

He extended a long iron rod and stirred it in the furnace for a moment; even if a deity were to arrive, they would be unable to discern what exactly was inside.

a broken sword, a broken sword

On the contrary, Ouyang Ming, holding a broken sword, was beaming with joy, full of spirit, as if he were brimming with an uncontainable surge of energy throughout his entire being

In that very moment, Zhang Hanyu had already deduced that this young man was fighting desperately like a cornered beast, randomly picking up a broken knife to come at him with all his might

This broken blade seems to possess some incredible magical power; it can not only absorb blood, but it also appears to encompass the physical body within its range of absorption

If at this moment Ouyang Ming were not in a peculiar state of mental disintegration, he might have fainted from the terrifying scene before him. However, at this moment, he simply widened his eyes and quietly observed all the changes. It seemed that the continuously deflating body did not belong to a human, but rather to a humanoid balloon with a hole in it

Such practices constitute a form of detrimental strain on his body, potentially harming its very essence, making future progress exceedingly difficult.

In just a moment, Zhang Hanyu vanished before Ouyang Ming's eyes

Ding——

This was his last thought in the world, after which his consciousness sank into oblivion, never to be seen again. Yet he could never understand, until his death, why a broken knife possessed such power

In fact, his actions are not wise, for whether it is a human or a beast, once injured, there is a possibility of a desperate struggle for survival. As the saying goes, the most fearsome beast is the one that is wounded; in its dying struggle, it often has the capacity to take its opponent down with it

Thus, in this forge, there is a finely crafted furnace

Slowly, he hopped over to the pile of discarded weapons, his ears slightly twitching, already catching a faint, almost imperceptible sound of breathing

However, that fragmented consciousness still exists, causing his heart to instantly turn as cold as ice

His body seemed to possess an inexhaustible and boundless power, as if it were a treasure trove. His eyes sparkled brilliantly, almost as if they were about to shine even brighter. Not even at his peak of vitality and spirit had he ever appeared as astonishing as he did now

At this moment, he skillfully ignited the fire, throwing all the items into it. Under the scorching heat of the charcoal, those things quickly turned to ashes and ceased to exist

In fact, Ouyang Ming's consumption today is certainly not small. Under the supervision and guidance of the old craftsman, he has spent the entire day handling firearms. Although he has exercised restraint, it is still difficult to avoid a profound sense of fatigue.

The remnants of such weapons are countless, and finding and piecing them together is by no means an easy task. Subsequently, he discarded the broken sword, picked up the scattered clothing on the ground, and swiftly left the warehouse

However, when his consciousness was mysteriously split in two, this scene appeared in a naturally bizarre manner

He unhesitatingly absorbed all the attributes of the broken sword, rendering it a worthless piece of scrap metal. With a kick, he sent the severed short sword into two different piles of armor.

During this process, Ouyang Ming was not idle; instead, he found some raw ore in the forge for refining and processing. Essentially, it involved throwing the ore into the fire to burn it until it softened, then hammering it, and repeating this process.

Some clothing fell down, along with a few scattered trinkets, but Zhang Hanyu had completely vanished, leaving not even a strand of hair or a piece of nail behind

However, at this very moment, if there were any issues with Ouyang Ming's health, it is likely that no one would believe it at all

In fact, most of the time, the old craftsman will use a furnace to carry out preliminary processing of certain materials

The short knife in his hand was gripped tightly; he picked up this knife not to bolster his courage, but to be ready to throw it like a dagger at any moment

Zhang Hanyu's eyes and mouth suddenly widened to their limits, as he stared intently at the broken knife in front of his chest, seemingly unable to sense even a trace of the boundless agony.

Thus, Ouyang Ming's movements slowed down slightly. Although he did not understand why, he had a feeling that this surge of heat was greatly beneficial to him

The old master craftsman is the chief armaments forger; although he possesses weaponry, this does not mean that he no longer requires a furnace

At last, the short sword and the broken sword met in the air

Certainly, the materials that are worth the old craftsman personally handling are all of high quality, while the preliminary rough work generally falls on Ouyang Ming's shoulders

However, Ouyang Ming's reason for not distancing himself is not that he is unwilling, but rather that he is unable to do so

Indeed, it has already been severed halfway, to the extent that it is a discarded weapon without even a blade.

However, at this moment, for some unknown reason, his strength seemed to have inexplicably increased significantly. He raised the iron hammer high and brought it down forcefully, instantly sending up a shower of sparks

Such consumption was not something that his body could endure at this age. However, under the immense fear of life and death, and in the unique environment of a fragmented consciousness, he was forced into action like a duck being driven to the slaughter.

From childhood to adulthood, under the protective wings of his family, he had never suffered such a great loss. Moreover, deep within his heart, there lingered an inexplicable fear. How could that kid have activated the firearms so quickly? His talent is so remarkable that he may very well become another master craftsman in the future

To use arms to forge impurities from the ore

Although he had injured his legs and feet, it did not affect his eyesight. Therefore, he immediately recognized that the figure who had jumped out was none other than the timid Ouyang Ming, and in his hand, he held a broken sword

Indeed, those who have done this and persisted without exception have all died, not from old age, nor from foolishness, but from being worked to death.

Glancing around, Ouyang Ming's weapon reappeared in his hand; in the blink of an eye, that broken blade became dull and lifeless.

Upon entering the forge, Ouyang Ming glanced at the item in his hand, and immediately approached the furnace. He forcefully tore apart all his garments, shredding them into pieces and casting them into the flames

When Zhang Hanyu brought him over, it was done with utmost caution, and no one noticed.

To draw upon

At this moment, when he returned to the forge of the old craftsman, it was the same.

Under his broken blade, there was no blood splattering

This, his, mother, is a broken knife

Ouyang Ming held the broken knife in this manner, maintaining the posture of a chopping motion.

When he struck with his blade, he directly severed Zhang Hanyu's short knife and plunged into the opponent's flesh; at that moment, his state of mind was actually one of tranquility, without the slightest ripple of disturbance.

Zhang Hanyu hopped step by step towards his goal, each footfall resonating heavily, akin to the sound of a great drum, striking directly at the hearts of those who heard it. With each small advance, the psychological pressure on people would become even more immense

Zhang Hanyu's flesh and blood gradually withered away before Ouyang Ming's eyes

Such a character, once they are determined to oppose you with unwavering resolve, will undoubtedly become a significant trouble. In that case, it is better to eliminate them decisively before they have the chance to grow stronger.

His complexion was fierce and terrifying, and the resentment and malice in his eyes seemed almost tangible

Under the guidance of his uncle, he has honed a remarkable skill in the use of hidden weapons. While it may not be effective against seasoned warriors, it is undoubtedly infallible when aimed at a cowardly individual who is merely trying to escape in fear.

Fortunately, it is already late in the day; otherwise, Ouyang Ming would truly not dare to say that he could achieve his wishes

Brought here by Zhang Hanyu, at the critical moment of life and death, potential was unleashed, and military weapons were repeatedly utilized in a very short period of time

Zhang Hanyu wore a look of disdain as she raised the short knife in her hand to meet the oncoming threat

The faint pain in his legs and feet distracted him slightly; every time he thought of his injured legs, he gritted his teeth in hatred and swore deep down that he must eliminate Ouyang Ming to rid himself of the hatred in his heart

As for what to do after killing Ouyang Ming, how to clean up the aftermath and distance himself from this place without being detected, he was already completely unable to care about it

With a single strike, Ouyang Ming injured his enemy. Just as he intended to draw his broken sword to deliver another blow while the iron was hot, a strange surge of heat unexpectedly flowed from the broken sword into his own body

He seemed to see Ouyang Ming suffering and howling under his command, a scene worse than death, and his mood unexpectedly became exceptionally pleasant

Previously, due to his insufficient strength, he could only tend to the fire, while the forging was carried out personally by the old master craftsman

As soon as the words were spoken, Zhang Hanyu saw a figure leap out from behind the pile of weapons, followed by a flash of white light that slashed towards her in a chaotic manner

With a cold laugh, Zhang Hanyu said: "Kid, come out and face your death!"

Just thinking of this seems to alleviate the intense pain in my legs and feet significantly

If Ouyang Ming were holding a brand new military knife, he might still have some reservations. However, how could a mere broken knife possibly be of any concern to him