Where has Chapter 8 gone

However, today he felt completely different; after swinging the hammer nearly one hundred times in succession, he seemed to be unaffected, not even taking a single breath.

Ouyang Ming bowed in a seemingly understanding manner and said: "Thank you, General"

Zhang Yinfan turned around to bow and then hurried away

The old craftsman stared in astonishment, stammering a few times, and thought to himself

Ouyang Ming nodded repeatedly and said, "Apart from resting, I am indeed here all the time"

Chen Yifan nodded repeatedly and said, "Good lad, although you have not learned martial arts, you are strong and stand firm. Very well, if you are interested, you can come to the West Camp to find me anytime." He turned his head and grinned at the old craftsman, saying, "For the sake of your master, I will personally train you."

Chen Yifan's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly as he said, "Zhang Guan, what brings you here?"

If Zhang Hanyu truly took action, Ouyang Ming would have no possibility of maintaining this state

The moment he thought of the treasure in his nephew's hands, he became anxious beyond measure. Unable to contain himself any longer, he personally came over, only to run into Chen Yifan.

Looking up, one could see the old craftsman and a man in his thirties entering one after another. This man had an extremely robust physique, qualifying him as a burly figure. His gaze was exceptionally sharp, akin to a blade, making it difficult for others to meet his eyes.

He originally came here intending to destroy the evidence against Zhang Hanyu. After igniting the furnace, he initially only intended to strike a few times for show. However, the result seemed to be addictive, and he became deeply attached.

Where has that scoundrel gone...

His arrival at this moment is certainly not for the purpose of any inspection

Chen Yifan chuckled and said, "Little one, do you wish to strengthen your physique and power? Hehe, relying on brute force here will not suffice. It would be better to train with this general for a few months, ensuring you have a promising future"

The door was pushed open, and Ouyang Ming was taken aback, filled with suspicion. Who else could possibly come at this time?

Chen Yifan's eyes also glimmered slightly, and it was evident that the magical artifact mentioned by the old craftsman was of great importance to him

Ouyang Ming's movements were extremely swift, and under his forceful strikes, the rough minerals quickly deformed.

He is generous and straightforward, speaking without any reservations even in front of the old master craftsman

Chen Yifan looked at Ouyang Ming in surprise and sighed, "Such a fine physique, yet he wants to become a weapons smith, what a pity."

Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up, and only then did he realize that this great man was General Chen Yifan

Although it was merely a fleeting glance, he could already ascertain that Ouyang Ming appeared to be in excellent condition, absolutely unharmed, and certainly not resembling someone who had been ambushed.

The old foreman was taken aback and said, "General Chen, I have already filled the vacancy for him in the camp; he is now a member of the army"

Chen Yifan laughed heartily and waved his hand, saying: "That's enough." He turned around and added: "Old craftsman, it's time to get down to business."

The "supplement" mentioned by the old craftsman and the "troop types" referred to by Chen Yifan are naturally two entirely different matters. The old craftsman immediately understood this and said with a wry smile: "General Chen is joking. This kid is a natural orphan, raised on the food of a hundred families; how could he possibly catch your eye."

The old master raised his eyebrows and proudly said, "General Chen, this is my only apprentice, his name is Ouyang Ming"

Chen Yifan waved his hand impatiently and said, "This general is discussing matters with the old craftsman here. If you need to conduct any inspections, go ahead, but do not bother me!"

The old craftsman's complexion was faintly darkened, what does it mean to be an arms forger, what a pity, truly a man of no education and a rough character

Although he is only somewhat knowledgeable in martial arts, having lived in a military camp for most of his life, even if he has never eaten pork, he has certainly seen pigs run around

The old craftsman pondered for a moment and said, "I will collect some special items and do my utmost; if I can succeed..." A hint of an unusual flush appeared on his face as he continued, "Perhaps, in my lifetime, I might truly be able to forge a magical artifact!"

Compared to Chen Yifan, Zhang Hanyu is simply not even worthy of carrying his shoes

Cold sweat dripped from Ouyang Ming's forehead, and it was only then that he realized how terrifying true martial arts masters could be

With a slight frown, he said: "Young man, are you still here? Could it be that you are training your physical strength?"

Chen Yifan stepped forward and gave Ouyang Ming's shoulder a heavy pat

Zhang Yinfan made a round in the equipment camp, naturally coming up empty-handed. He looked up at the sky, feeling puzzled.

Yes, this subordinate will obey the command

A faint blush appeared on his face, which was due to the stirring of his emotions. However, in the eyes of Chen Yifan and the old craftsman, this was a sign of his embarrassment

Chen Yifan shook his head slightly and said, "Old Master, I am not joking with you. This young man possesses extraordinary talent and has an abundance of vital energy. If he is willing to train in martial arts with me, he will undoubtedly achieve twice the result with half the effort."

"Hey, you little rascal." The old master pointed at him, stepped forward to inspect, and slowly said, "You've already done so much; have you been practicing here all along?"

The old craftsman, however, was unaware of this matter; he still viewed Ouyang Ming through the lens of the past, and naturally miscalculated the timing.

Chen Yifan waved his hand and said, "What I mean is, it's a pity that he is not serving under me."

In fact, he did not spend a long time hammering here, but due to an inexplicable increase in strength, he achieved considerable results in a very short period of time

Creak ... ...

Upon learning that Chen Yifan had returned to the camp and obtained a peculiar stone, he made a decisive decision. Taking advantage of the old craftsman's departure, he instructed Zhang Hanyu to act covertly.

"Ahem, General Chen, please do not misunderstand, it is I." A somewhat flustered voice sounded, and then a person appeared at the door.

With Zhang Hanyu's strength, launching a surprise attack on Ouyang Ming seemed to him to be a sure thing, an endeavor that would undoubtedly succeed without any mistakes

Chen Yifan chuckled silently and said, "So that's how it is." The sharp aura around him immediately dissipated as he looked up and down at Ouyang Ming for a moment, clicking his tongue and saying, "Old Master, it's truly a pity that your disciple is not in the military."

"Hehe, old craftsman, who is this person?" The tall man stepped forward, coming to the side of the old craftsman, intentionally or unintentionally shielding him with his presence

Turning his head to glance at Ouyang Ming, who was dazed while holding a hammer, the old craftsman was about to speak frankly. However, for some reason, he suddenly felt a strange sensation emanating from this young man. Looking again at the large hammer he was holding, he couldn't help but be taken aback; it seemed that this young man's strength had indeed increased.

Zhang Yinfan lowered his head and hurriedly said: "This official does not dare."

Ouyang Ming's body trembled slightly; if he were still the small frame he used to be, he would have likely collapsed to the ground by now. However, although his physique has not changed, his resilience to impact has significantly improved. Thus, while his feet quivered for a moment, he quickly steadied himself firmly.

The person who appeared at the door was Zhang Yinfan. He let out a bitter smile and said, "General Chen, I have come to inspect the inventory of the equipment battalion. What brings you here?"

The old craftsman walked to the corner of the room, searched among a pile of minerals for a moment, and took out an object, saying: "General Chen, what do you think of this diamond paired with the bloodstone you found this time?"

The attitude between Old Craftsman and General Chen seems quite congenial, but this has no relation to Ouyang Ming

The old craftsman's heart stirred slightly, and he said: "Young man, General Chen has good intentions; why not hurry and express your gratitude"

Chen Yifan raised his eyebrows as if recalling something, and said loudly: "Manager Zhang, the old craftsman is to focus on forging a weapon for me in the coming days. Please arrange his tasks during this period so that he does not have to worry about them."

Although he is somewhat eager to hunt, he would not easily fall into the trap of personal favors. However, now that he has a request from the old craftsman, his attitude has changed accordingly

Ouyang Ming glanced at the iron hammer in his hand, rendered speechless.

Ouyang Ming listened to his words and suddenly had an epiphany, saying: "Old man, I now need a stronger physique. So, while you are not here, I took the opportunity to exercise a bit"

"Yes." Zhang Yinfan immediately responded, his gaze shifting as he intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Ouyang Ming, before turning and leaving.

Chen Yifan looked for a moment, and a look of joy appeared in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Old Master, I told you there must be good treasures here. Hehe, if this stone is used to forge a gun, perhaps it could really refine that attribute, right?"

What extraordinary talent and abundant vitality! That young man gets exhausted after just a few swings of a heavy hammer on ordinary days. To expect him to achieve anything in martial arts is undoubtedly a delusion.

However, he is after all the deputy commander of the camp. Although he arrived not long ago, it is precisely because of this that it proves he has significant backing. Naturally, the old foreman would not fall out with him over a single remark

The old craftsman's expression changed slightly as he said, "General Chen, he has already used the arms order." After a pause, he continued, "Although this young man has not yet activated the arms, I can already sense the arms seed within him. If given another ten days or so, he will surely be able to successfully give birth to the arms and eventually become a qualified arms forger."

Chen Yifan let out a light snort and said, "Does this general still need to report to you?" His tone was extremely unfriendly, clearly indicating that he did not regard Zhang Yinfan with any respect

However, his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted in a stern voice: "Who is it!" As he uttered these three words, a surge of energy emanated from him, and an indescribable sense of terror instantly filled the room, rendering the old craftsman and Ouyang Ming unable to move.

Ouyang Ming, standing by, was utterly perplexed, unable to understand why the old craftsman chose to conceal this matter

However, today in the courtyard, he waited left and right, yet he could not wait for his nephew to return.

Upon seeing Ouyang Ming holding a hammer, the old craftsman's expression darkened, and he said: "What on earth are you up to, you rascal? Why aren't you resting at such a late hour?"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling a sense of wonder in his heart. In the past, doing this a few times would have left him gasping for breath; although he wouldn't say he was completely exhausted, he certainly lacked stamina. After all, his age was a factor, and he was far from being comparable to those renowned strongmen in the military