Chapter 248 · Not for Money, Only for a Personal Grudge

As for the shells, Chen Ming also planned to customize them by hand. He combined soul tool formations with gunpowder and created special segmented shells.

Through special soul tool formations, he reduced air resistance and increased the initial speed. In the end, the shell would strike the enemy at high speed, then detonate the high explosive inside.

Although he was not yet sure exactly how powerful it would be, Chen Ming felt that he himself probably could not withstand it.

If he was hit, even if he activated all of his buff-type abilities, he would most likely be blown apart into pieces.

If one had to point out a flaw, it was that once such a thundering monster aimed at someone, even someone who knew nothing about artillery would understand that this thing was definitely bad news.

Basically, this thing could only be used to bully large, stupid targets.

But if the target was the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, then one shot would probably blow open its skull and cook its brain directly.

As for small things like grenades, Chen Ming simply made eight or nine hundred of them in one go and carried them around. If he ran into any enemies, he planned to throw these grenades out like rain.

Theoritically, each grenade's power should be about the same as a Buddha Fury Tang Lotus.

As for small firearms and the like, although Chen Ming could make a pile of them by hand, at his current realm, they were no longer very useful. So Chen Ming preferred to directly make large-caliber hand cannons and carry those with him.

However, he could sell some soul tool firearms to the outside.

Not to gain any profit.

Purely to squeeze the living space of a certain individual.

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"What powerful Iron Hand Skill. You've actually trained it to the major completion realm, with both hands like jade. I didn't lose unfairly."

Inside Suoto City's Great Spirit Arena, Tang San had heard praise for himself from his opponents' mouths who knew how many times.

Although he had already won and walked down from the arena, Tang San's gaze remained so dark it looked as if it were right on the verge of dripping water. Even the expressions upon the faces of the losers were far from being as terrible as his.

To him, this kind of praise made him feel even worse than being insulted.

Because of the reform and breakthrough in cultivation techniques, the average speed of Spirit Masters' Spirit Power growth had become faster. Tang San's original cultivation speed was no longer that eye-catching at this time.

And because his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was not strong enough, he could only rely more on his Tang Sect martial skills in battle.

Mysterious Jade Hand, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Purple Demon Eye, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon...

Among these various skills, the two that showed most clearly were Mysterious Jade Hand and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

But in the eyes of outsiders, the two sets of moves Tang San used were clearly the Iron Hand Skill and Small Perplexing Step that had spread across the continent. On top of that, he had trained both skills to a deep level.

Those who defeated Tang San would praise his Iron Hand Skill and Small Perplexing Step, saying they were truly not bad, but his Martial Soul was too poor, so he was not their match.

Those defeated by Tang San would also praise him, saying he really was a genius. Even with a useless Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass dragging him down, he could still raise his strength to this level by cultivating those two skills.

Even the others in Shrek Academy saw Tang San this way. They felt that Tang San had been held back by his Martial Soul, but had great talent when it came to training martial skills.

Tang San himself knew exactly what he was. He knew whether the things he practiced were Iron Hand Skill and Small Perplexing Step or not.

The more others praised Tang San's excellence, the more uncomfortable Tang San felt. The more he heard the names Iron Hand Skill and Small Perplexing Step, the angrier he became.

He had once tried to explain to others that what he cultivated was not the techniques passed down by Chen Ming, only that they looked very similar to Chen Ming's techniques.

Chen Ming had copied him.

But when he said that, people either questioned him or angrily scolded him for forgetting his roots.

After all, Chen Ming's prestige was already famous across the entire Douluo Continent. The Douluo Heart Method and other works he had written were already required courses for students of every level. From Titled Douluo down to ordinary Spirit Masters, everyone had carefully studied Chen Ming's writings.

Under these circumstances, Tang San's explanation did not help him at all. Instead, it made people who had originally had some goodwill toward him feel even more disgusted.

Because of this, Shrek Academy had been targeted several times.

Facing this situation, Flender and the others could only act like turtles hiding in their shells, advising Tang San not to be so emotional.

As newspapers were gradually brought to Suoto City by merchant caravans, Tang San also saw the sweeping reforms Chen Ming had carried out recently.

Facing Chen Ming's current situation, Tang San's eyes turned so red it was as if someone had punched him. His teeth ground together with a creaking sound, and he wished he could bite off Chen Ming's flesh piece by piece.

These are all mine. All of this should have been mine.

Although he did not have that ability, Tang San still believed that if he wanted to do it, he could also reach Chen Ming's current level, and even do better than Chen Ming.

There was no other reason.

If he had to give one, it was simply because he believed he was Tang San of the Tang Sect, so he would naturally be able to do better.

Tang San wished he could stand directly in front of Chen Ming, expose Chen Ming's identity as a hypocrite, and take everything Chen Ming had for himself.

But when he thought of his current status, Tang San only felt an indescribable sense of frustration in his heart.

"It's been so many years. Why has no one ever seen my talent?"

Tang San sighed, feeling extremely heavy inside.

"What kind of talent do you even have? Your learning ability is bad enough, but you can't even copy properly. Your pride is so strong it could kill you, yet your own ability is terrible…"

Asura God's divine thought cursed Tang San inside his mind, his mood extremely irritated.

Some time ago, he had noticed that the divine power he had left inside the Yearning Heartbroken Red at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well had disappeared. It seemed to have been swallowed by something.

He wanted to follow the aura and investigate, but ended up sensing the Sea God's divine power. That frightened him enough to abandon the arrangements he had made at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and prepare another wave of opportunities for Tang San.

Recently, he had been spending his energy making preparations over there.

During this time, he had kept suppressing Tang San's cultivation, keeping him at level 29 and preventing him from breaking through to level 30.

He had done this so Tang San could receive a large wave of resources at rank 30 and undergo a dramatic transformation in strength.

Otherwise, if things continued like this, by the time Tang San cultivated to the Titled Douluo realm, it would be at least fifty or sixty years later.

By then, who knew whose name the entire Douluo Continent would be under?

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