The Deadly Martial Arts of Online Games

Chapter 105



Chapter 105

Weapon Room.

Su Wangchuan was the absolute focus.

Ring after ring of sparks bloomed before him, endless and unbroken.

As time passed…

His forging techniques grew ever more precise and refined.

An hour later, strength, speed, and breath merged perfectly. His One-Breath Fivefold Strike was pushed directly to its peak.

Five crisp sounds fused tightly into one seamless rhythm.

Clang!!!

Clang!!!

Clang!!!The tempo accelerated.

The red-hot iron block on the forging table flattened obediently beneath his hammer, shifting shape at his will…

The folding speed of the heated iron quickened.

In less than three hours, six Hundredfold Steel throwing knives were fully forged and tossed into the basket beside him.

The experience of 《Hundredfold Steel Forging Technique》 increased by 6 points, reaching 124/2000.

Continue!

At his command, someone immediately ladled refined molten iron, poured it into molds, and sent the formed billets onto the forging table.

Clang!!!

Clang!!!

Su Wangchuan seemed tireless as he continued hammering.

Inside the Weapon Room, three player apprentices stared in astonishment.

“The master is this formidable?”

“Doesn’t he get tired?”

“My eyes are already tired from watching… it’s dizzying…”

Su Wangchuan remained unmoved, hammering relentlessly.

Since his forging technique had ascended another step and efficiency had increased, this was the perfect opportunity to push 《Hundredfold Steel Forging Technique》 higher.

He had already decided—

If he truly could not find a suitable martial art, then he would simply stack progress into forging!

No matter what, he had to break through to the realm of a First-Rank Martial Artist.

In Huishui County, a First-Rank Martial Artist stood among the peak figures.

He did not want to be thrown out as cannon fodder.

He did not want his account deleted.

He did not want to die.

Then he had to surpass those around him.

He had to become stronger!

Clang!!!

Clang!!!

Molten iron splashed beneath his hammer, yet his gaze was firm, focused, and blazing.

Infected by his intensity, the apprentices in the Weapon Room dared not slack off. The sound of hammering rose and fell like war drums.

Aside from brief pauses to eat or rest from sheer exhaustion, the Weapon Room reverberated with tense, feverish forging.

It continued deep into the night.

The next day was the same.

In a single day, over eighteen hours, Su Wangchuan forged forty-two finished Hundredfold Steel throwing knives.

High-intensity forging, without a moment’s pause.

Three days passed like this.

The end-of-year holiday arrived.

The docks closed for the New Year.

All Outer Disciples returned home to celebrate.

Huishui County’s streets and alleys were unusually lively, firecrackers bursting everywhere.

On this rare day, Su Wangchuan granted leave to everyone in the Weapon Room. He alone remained, continuing to hammer and forge Hundredfold Steel throwing knives.

Until Lin Xun entered to inform him—the Gang Leader had arrived and was summoning all high-level members for a meeting.

The meeting was held at the dock hall.

Yang Feiyue, the Gang Leader of the Yulong Gang, was in high spirits.

Recently, he had not only absorbed all the vagrant bandits from Blackwind Stronghold and sent them into forced labor at the Water Stronghold, opening up large coal and iron mines, but the construction there was nearly complete.

At the same time, he had recruited two formal Martial Artists from Huishui County and added over thirty members to the Inner Sect. The main base was bustling.

This end-of-year gathering was not only for celebration—it was also for distributing dividends.

Profits from iron and coal mines, waterway protection fees, escort services, cargo ship usage, and the wealth seized from Nu Tao Gang and Blackwind Stronghold were all to be divided.

At the banquet, Yang Feiyue prepared twenty taels of gold for each Hall Master.

Each Elder received fifteen taels of gold.

The two Helm Leaders received ten taels each.

Everyone was delighted, the atmosphere lively.

After several rounds of wine, Yang Feiyue reminded them:

“When spring arrives next year—

Business will recover. Shipping along the waterways will increase severalfold. The Yulong Gang’s income will rise dramatically! Prepare yourselves to welcome wealth—but also cultivate diligently and strengthen your abilities! Strengthen your halls and branch helms!”

“We have fully monopolized the waterway protection fees. The profits are immense! The families in the county and gangs from neighboring counties will covet this.”

“At that time, competitors and outside forces will appear!”

“The Yulong Gang must never become the next Nu Tao Gang or Blackwind Stronghold!”

Everyone nodded in unison.

“Next year—

If nothing unexpected happens, I will become a Second-Rank Martial Artist!”

“In the future, we will only recruit First-Rank Martial Artists! All Helm Leaders and Elders must be ranked!”

His words imposed considerable pressure.

“Gang Leader, rest assured!”

“I will give my all to break through to First Rank!” Song Minshu declared first.

Then Qin Ming and the other two Elders followed.

Lin Xun exchanged a glance with Su Wangchuan before voicing his own resolve.

“Good!”

“All of us will break into rank!”

“In Huishui County, no one will rival the Yulong Gang!”

Yang Feiyue laughed heartily.

“Drink!!”

Several wine cups clinked together.

Half a month after the New Year, spring warmth spread across the land.

The snow had completely melted.

Roads between villages and the county seat were clear.

As Yang Feiyue had predicted, ships along the waterways increased noticeably.

The docks grew busier.

Busy docks meant rising fees and profits. In half a month, Su Wangchuan’s earnings exceeded thirteen hundred taels. He gradually recruited more members, expanding his branch helm to one hundred and fifty disciples.

“The dock branch is already this profitable. The hall controls escort fees, and the main base controls waterway protection fees. Under such circumstances, they must already be swimming in oil.”

Watching the constant flow of unloading and transport teams at dawn, Su Wangchuan could not help but feel faint concern.

Hall Master Song’s profits were at least triple his own.

The main base likely earned two to three times Hall Master Song’s amount—not even counting coal and iron mining operations.

Could the Yulong Gang truly hold such a vast enterprise?

He sighed.

With little influence, he could not alter the situation.

The only thing he could do was strengthen himself.

After ensuring several Quasi-Martial Artists were overseeing the docks, he finished his bun and returned decisively to the Weapon Room.

After nearly a month of grueling effort, his 《Hundredfold Steel Forging Technique》 progress had reached 1967/2000.

With one more day of concentrated effort, it would finally advance.

He would obtain four free attribute points.

Back in the Weapon Room—

He lifted his hammer.

All the apprentices shuddered, their eyes filled with awe and fear.

The tireless master was about to begin another day of relentless forging.

To accelerate his breakthrough, Su Wangchuan worked on seven billets simultaneously.

Clang!!!

Clang!!!

Sparks flew.

The sun rose high, then descended toward dusk.

At last, he heard the system notification he had long awaited:

“Ding!”

“《Hundredfold Steel Forging Technique》 has advanced from ‘Entry-Level Mastery’ to ‘Integration.’ Reward: 4 Free Attribute Points.”

Su Wangchuan froze.

The hammer in his hand trembled slightly.

A blazing, fervent light burst from his eyes.

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