Chapter 522

The Hundred-Armed Arhat Armor was colored in ancient bronze, majestic and thick, giving people a sense of hard power. But at the same time, the transitions at its corners were not abrupt, but rather rounded, with elegant curves, giving people a sense of compassion and tolerance.

The forehead of the helmet was slightly raised, presenting a circular halo, like the Dharma image of an Arhat. The face mask was relatively smooth, and fine talismans could be vaguely seen, with Buddha light flickering. Helmet horns were designed on both sides, which not only added deterrence but could also effectively defend against side attacks.

The overall design of the helmet was simple yet majestic.

An Arhat statue was carved on the front of the breastplate, containing a formation guarded by an Arhat.

The design of the back was the highlight, completely different from the traditional style, with six mechanical arms extending from the back of the armor, all constructed from ancient bronze.

Along the arms, golden patterns constructed the internal muscles, flickering with rich golden Buddha light.

And at the elbows of the arms and the two connections of the back armor, multiple small formations were focused to strengthen the flexibility and power of the arms.

The six mechanical arms were arranged on the left and right, arranged from top to bottom. The elbows and wrists of each arm expanded slightly outward, forming different attack angles. At a glance, it looked like an ancient bronze spider.

The six mechanical arms on the back, plus the two arms in the normal position on the heavy armor itself, made a total of eight arms.

There were no more below that.

This heavy armor only covered the upper body, down to the waist; the crotch, legs, and feet needed the cultivator to supplement with other armor.

Ning Zhuo circled around this heavy armor, constantly observing, stroking, infusing divine sense, and scanning carefully.

He discovered that there were empty slots in the middle of each palm, which could be inlaid with spirit stones.

The palm prints on the palms looked ordinary, but in reality, they were a transformation of a certain Buddhist spell.

Speaking of which, Ning Zhuo had practiced quite a few Buddhist cultivation methods.

One of the Three Sects' Upper Methods he practiced was the Mirror Platform Tongling Technique. The commonly used Fire Burial Prajna Spirit-Resolving Sutra was a Buddhist spell.

And when he was at the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect, he also learned the "Bitter Cold Sutra" from Han Zhou, which was also a Buddhist cultivation method.

But according to Ning Zhuo's knowledge, he still couldn't identify which Buddhist spells these palm prints represented.

He asked Mu Lan.

Mu Lan shook her head: "I didn't experience the battle back then. This heavy armor was actually a full-body armor, but my father chopped it into two parts, upper and lower."

"The lower part was damaged in the battle, and the upper body was also repaired afterward to have its current appearance."

Ning Zhuo nodded: "So that's it! No wonder when I looked at the waist, I had a feeling that it had been forcibly repaired and stopped abruptly."

"It doesn't matter."

"I will try these Buddhist spells on the palms, and I will be able to test their efficacy and power."

Ning Zhuo's divine sense quickly penetrated the other parts and swept through them.

Finally, his attention was focused on the back of the heavy armor.

Undoubtedly, the design of the back was the core and highlight of the entire mechanical heavy armor.

The connection point of the arms was not the common turntable base or suspension support structure, but was composed of a set of precise internal mechanisms. It used ancient bronze Buddha light and thousand-year-old Bodhi wood as the main materials to construct the skeleton, and then matched it with Dharma-Treasury Gold Silk and Guanyin Moon Rings.

Each arm was not connected singly but was precisely arranged through retractable bearings and levers.

There were at least three layers of connection methods, which made the arms and the back exceptionally firm.

Ning Zhuo stood in front of the heavy armor, looking dull, his divine sense almost entirely invested in it.

Mu Lan, however, did not want to stay here for long; she still had the important task of training soldiers.

So, she coughed, interrupting Ning Zhuo's research.

Ning Zhuo was startled awake, his face flushed slightly, and he kept saying sorry.

Mu Lan: "This mechanical heavy armor is gifted to you; take it back and study it well."

Ning Zhuo hugged the mechanical heavy armor: "Really? Thank you so much, Mu Lan, you are truly a good person!"

He was so happy that he was a bit incoherent.

Mu Lan was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter. It was the first time she had seen this side of Ning Zhuo, who was so forgetful and relatively childish.

And it was only at this moment that she saw the performance of his real age of sixteen from Ning Zhuo.

In daily life, the wisdom, determination, and so on that Ning Zhuo displayed made Mu Lan mistakenly think he was a peer. Moreover, Mu Lan even saw many of her father's demeanor in Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo put away the Hundred-Armed Arhat Armor and left the main general's camp excitedly.

Mu Lan looked at his back and could feel his excited mood. He went out excitedly, surely to test the Hundred-Armed Arhat Armor.

Ning Zhuo did not want to try it near the military camp.

He drilled into the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon, then shuttled through the void and came to a desolate mountain ridge.

Here, he put on the Hundred-Armed Arhat Armor and performed the drill.

Ning Zhuo infused magic power, gradually activating this mechanical heavy armor.

The armor was originally wide and did not fit his physique, but the next moment, the mechanisms inside the armor clicked and turned, actively shrinking itself to fit the armor plates perfectly to Ning Zhuo's body surface.

The formations inside the armor also produced effects, making the originally heavy armor become lighter and lighter, and in the end, it even made Ning Zhuo feel light.

Ning Zhuo's mind couldn't help but enter a state of tranquility and harmony; clearly, this was also the work of some Buddhist formation.

Ning Zhuo tried moving his arms, turning his head, and turning his waist.

He immediately discovered that every movement was very swift, and there was even a feeling of being unable to stop.

"The mechanical structure here also has the effect of auxiliary thrust."

This was not the main event.

What Ning Zhuo was really looking forward to was the six mechanical arms on the back of the heavy armor.

He infused divine sense and tried to control them.

The mechanical arm at the top left, near his left shoulder, immediately became active.

With a series of crisp sounds, the ancient bronze parts in the mechanical arm moved relative to each other, and accompanied by Ning Zhuo's divine sense, the entire arm began to swing and stretch.

Ning Zhuo tried to extend this mechanical arm in front of him and let it spread its five fingers, constantly pinching finger seals.

At first, every movement of the arm and fingers was very stiff, and sometimes the force was too strong, and the ancient bronze fingers danced into shadows, making a whooshing sound in the air.

Ning Zhuo's attainment in mechanical manipulation was profound.

After all, he had practiced these basic skills hard since he was a child.

Therefore, after half a cup of tea, he stood still, and the six arms on his back were already swinging freely.

The fingers could also be manipulated flexibly, and the movements were not jerky, but had a human-like fluency.

It was just that the arms often collided with each other, creating interference.

After another moment.

The frequency of this interference and collision was greatly reduced.

Ning Zhuo gradually achieved coordinated operation between these six arms. Of course, the speed could not be fast; the faster it was, the easier it was to make mistakes, and the arms would "fight" with each other.

Ning Zhuo began to walk, using the mechanical heavy armor to perform the most basic close-quarters combat movements.

Bang.

He slammed his shoulder into a mountain rock, and the next moment, he knocked down the elephant-sized rock.

Bang, bang, bang.

He used his eight arms to punch straight ahead. The fists were like wind, faster and faster, the fist shadows flying, like a storm.

And the mountain rocks and trees that became targets were all knocked down and smashed. Smoke and dust rolled, and broken stones and branches flew everywhere.

"Oh, oh, oh!" In the mechanical wandering dragon, Sun Lingtong had been staring at Ning Zhuo, and seeing this scene, his eyes also shone with light, excited beyond measure.

And Ning Zhuo, who was immersed in the drill, was even more full of joy.

Suddenly, a flash of essence shone in his eyes, and he perceived a key point in the mechanical heavy armor.

He tried to infuse magic power and control a certain talisman with his divine sense.

The next moment, all eight of his arms glowed with golden Buddha light. The Buddha light covered the arms, dyeing the eight arms golden yellow, greatly increasing their defense.

Then, the formations on the arms also opened, making Ning Zhuo's speed of punching faster and faster each time.

Finally, the talisman on his shoulder also consumed a large amount of magic power, exerting its effect and emitting rays of silver moon light.

The radiance of the silver moon attached to each punch, forming fist shadows with the luster of the silver moon.

No mistakes, no omissions, one after another!

The number of fist shadows surged rapidly!

Ning Zhuo's eight arms were like they were cast in gold, and the silver moon fist shadows between the arms were in the hundreds.

Buddhist Dharma—Diamond Body Protection.

Martial Arts Formation—Zen Wind Flying Fist Formation.

Buddhist Dharma—Moon Radiance Salvation Technique.

The three combined to achieve the mechanical technique—Golden Moon Zen Wind Fist!

Fist shadows filled the sky! The eight golden arms were like giant pillars, like dragons and pythons, and the silver moon fist shadows filled the sky, dense and layered, dazzling the eyes.

Under the coverage of the fist shadows, all the grass, trees, and mountain rocks were turned into powder.

But there was no previous banging sound, just a series of wind sounds.

"Zen Wind Fist, it lives up to its name." As soon as Ning Zhuo used this mechanical technique, his divine sense captured the relevant information, so he learned the name of the mechanical technique.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!" Sun Lingtong in the mechanical wandering dragon jumped up; he couldn't sit still, and seeing such a brilliant offensive, he felt even more excited.

"Cool, so cool! Quick, Little Zhuo, let me play with it, let me play with it." Sun Lingtong couldn't wait to send a divine sense message.

The corners of Ning Zhuo's mouth hidden behind the face mask had already curled up high.

Hearing Sun Lingtong's urging, Ning Zhuo suppressed the corners of his mouth and replied with divine sense: "Boss, this is not playing. Time is limited, I have to practice this heavy armor mechanism well."

"Wait until there is an opportunity and time in the future, then I will let you play with it."

Sun Lingtong curled his lips, hugging his arms, looking very unwilling: "Hmph, Little Zhuo, don't I know you?"

"You guy, you even dare to brush me off, Boss..."

"But forget it, I'll spare you this time."

"Wait until this great battle ends, you must let me play with this mechanical heavy armor well!"

Ning Zhuo replied quickly: "Cough, cough, Boss, you misunderstood me. Don't worry, when there is time, I will definitely let you play with this heavy armor!"

Ning Zhuo made repeated guarantees, barely appeasing Sun Lingtong.

He continued to immerse himself, constantly testing the mechanical heavy armor, and tried out many wonderful uses of its power.

Until it was dark, Sun Lingtong reminded Ning Zhuo, and the latter smacked his lips: "Time really passed too fast!"

"Oh my."

"The Hundred-Armed Arhat Armor has delayed me!"

"It's all because it's too fun... ah, too important, I need to adapt to and control it as soon as possible."

Sun Lingtong jumped: "You really were playing, right! Quick, go back to the military camp and entrust the Jade Steel Heavy Armor to the Three Generals Camp."

"I will study this Hundred-Armed Arhat Armor well for you in the mechanical wandering dragon first!"

Ning Zhuo took off the heavy armor reluctantly, drilled into the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon, handed the heavy armor to Sun Lingtong, and didn't forget to instruct: "Boss, be careful."

"Don't be too reckless in the mechanical wandering dragon; this heavy armor has extraordinary power."

Sun Lingtong also stuck to the mechanical heavy armor, his eyes glowing, and responded quite perfunctorily: "I know, I know!"

Ning Zhuo saw his appearance and was very worried: "Don't break it."

Sun Lingtong didn't even look back and waved his hand at him: "Go, go do your proper business."

Ning Zhuo gritted his teeth and looked back reluctantly, only to see Sun Lingtong had already couldn't wait to drill into the mechanical heavy armor.

"Sigh, Boss is clearly many years older than me, yet he still likes to play so much; his playfulness is too heavy!"

Ning Zhuo carried the emotion of hating that iron cannot become steel, controlled the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon, shuttled through a section of the void, and returned to the vicinity of Mulin Town.

He drilled out of the mechanical wandering dragon, returned to the Three Generals Camp, found Liu Er, and told him the good news that there was enough heavy armor.

Liu Er was overjoyed and asked for details.

Ning Zhuo told him briefly.

Liu Er learned that Ning Zhuo had long been operating, mobilizing the Ning family to manufacture military equipment, and couldn't help but exclaim: The Military Advisor is worthy of being a Military Advisor, possessing such foresight.

He also learned that a Nascent Soul-level cultivator had delivered the goods to the door, and secretly sighed: Ning Zhuo comes from a great clan, and his status within the clan must be very transcendent; otherwise, he could not mobilize a Nascent Soul-level cultivator.

"Next, I need to use the Iron Skin Meat Armor Technique, so please allow me to observe." Although Ning Zhuo was thinking about the Hundred-Armed Arhat Armor, he still had to handle these proper matters.

Arriving at a tent, the three generals Liu, Generals Guan, and Zhang had already gathered some elites.

Each of them had been distributed a set of heavy armor.

"Start." Liu Er ordered.

These elite soldiers, with solemn faces, took out daggers one after another and dealt heavy blows to themselves.

The Iron Skin Meat Armor Technique is a magic technique; the first step is to peel off the skin of the person receiving the technique.

The cultivators in the tent almost all had Foundation Establishment cultivation, and one by one, they cut off their own skin and fur without a sound, peeling it away.

Soon, these thirty-plus people all had their flesh and blood exposed, and even their scalps were cut off, which was exceptionally creepy.

Then, they put on the heavy armor in front of them.

The cold, heavy armor pressed tightly against their flesh and blood, and these cultivators groaned in pain one after another.

Accompanied by the formal execution of the Iron Skin Meat Armor Technique, the heavy armor penetrated into their bodies, entangled tightly with the dripping fresh flesh and blood, and merged into one.

During this process, the pain became more intense, making many cultivators unable to bear it, and they let out painful screams.

The vast majority of cultivators maintained this magic technique, but a few interrupted the spell casting because they couldn't bear the pain.

But the next moment, Liu, Generals Guan, and Zhang all took action to help, casting the Iron Skin Meat Armor Technique to bless the individual cultivators, allowing their flesh and blood to continue to fuse with the armor.

Finally, the screams subsided, and in the tent filled with the smell of blood and iron, thirty-plus iron-armored men were either kneeling or lying on the ground, and only one stood tall without falling.

This made Liu, Generals Guan, Zhang, and Ning all interested.

Zhang Hei asked for this person's name, and this person answered powerfully: "This subordinate is Chen Zhi, paying respects to the three generals, paying respects to the Military Advisor."

(End of chapter)