133: Chapter 133 National-Level Fighter Jet Kit

Inside the Extreme Flame Forging Room.

Lin Xiaoxiao cradled the ice-blue battle dress, which radiated the pressure of the Army-Breaking Level, and walked into the adjacent private changing room.

A few minutes later.

The door to the changing room was pushed open.

Lin Xiaoxiao walked out.

The ice-blue battle dress seemed to possess a life of its own, perfectly hugging her youthful and graceful curves.

The hem of the skirt was as light as the wind, yet the chest guard and shoulder armor exuded an impenetrable, heavy texture.

The surface shimmered with an exceptionally delicate luster from the formation patterns.

A layer of visible, ice-blue transparent Qi flowed slowly across her skin, completely insulating her from the scorching heat of the geothermal fire veins.

Lin Xiaoxiao clenched her delicate fists.

Feeling the power within her body, forcibly elevated and surging endlessly by the formation patterns of the battle dress.

She was stunned.

She clearly only had a Blood Qi value of just over four hundred.

But at this moment, under the terrifying amplification of this Army-Breaking Level battle dress, she felt that her strength, speed, and defense had all undergone a qualitative leap!

Even if she were to face a veteran Martial Master with over a thousand points of Blood Qi right now, she had absolute certainty that she could defeat them head-on!

Perhaps even.

Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Su Yu, who was standing not far away with a calm expression.

In the depths of her heart, an uncontrollable, tiny surge of arrogance emerged.

With this battle dress, she might just be able to trade a few blows with Su Yu!

"Su Yu!"

Lin Xiaoxiao excitedly ran up to Su Yu and spun around in place, her skirt fluttering.

"It fits perfectly!"

"I feel terrifyingly strong right now!"

Su Yu looked at her excited appearance and nodded slightly.

"As long as it fits."

"Remember to use your Blood Qi to nourish the formation patterns frequently; as your strength increases, it will be able to further stimulate a stronger protective Qi."

After saying this.

Su Yu calmly touched the black card in his pocket through his clothes.

Fifteen billion.

Subtracting the few million spent downstairs on basic materials like Profound Iron Essence and Red Copper Essence.

The rest was all labor fees.

He accepted this money with complete peace of mind.

After all, forging an entry-level Army-Breaking Level battle dress from War-General Level scrap metal was no small feat.

Looking across the entire Great Xia Kingdom, besides him, absolutely no one else could be found.

This craftsmanship was worth the price.

Su Yu looked up at the clock on the wall.

Five-twenty in the afternoon.

It was about time.

He turned his head to look at Master Zong Yan, who was still deeply immersed in shock.

"Senior."

"Thank you for your Extreme Flame Forging Room and the mountain-shaking hammer."

"I have urgent business, so I must take my leave."

Hearing that Su Yu was leaving.

Master Zong Yan jolted, instantly snapping out of his stupor.

"Leaving?!"

Master Zong Yan lunged forward, grabbed Su Yu's arm, and his eyes widened into circles.

"Where are you going?!"

"Do you have any idea what you just did?!"

"Forging an Army-Breaking Level battle armor using War-General Level materials! You've broken the iron laws of material science!"

Master Zong Yan was so anxious that spittle flew everywhere.

"Stay!"

"Stay and discuss the forging of Mythical Rank mechas with me!"

"As long as we join forces, we can definitely create the ultimate weapon that amplifies a Martial Emperor's combat power by twenty times!"

"By then, both our names will be forever engraved on the monument of human history!"

"You'll go down in history, kid!"

Facing Master Zong Yan's abnormally fanatical attempt to keep him.

Su Yu remained unmoved.

He pulled his arm from Master Zong Yan's withered grip without hesitation.

"We can talk about going down in history later."

"I am really in a hurry right now."

Su Yu's tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

Master Zong Yan looked at Su Yu's stubborn face, his teeth itching with frustration.

But he knew that for a monster with such peerless talent, forced retention wouldn't work.

"Fine!"

Master Zong Yan gritted his teeth and settled for the next best option.

"You have things to do today, so I won't stop you."

"But you must add me as a contact!"

"Whenever you are free in the future, come to Tiangong Pavilion to find me! The top-floor treasury of Tiangong Pavilion will always be open to you!"

Master Zong Yan forcefully took out his communicator and exchanged contact information with Su Yu.

After adding the contact.

Master Zong Yan seemed to feel it wasn't enough of a safeguard.

This kid clearly lacked an intuitive understanding of Mythical Rank mechas.

He had to give him a strong dose of reality!

Master Zong Yan took a deep breath, a flicker of heartache flashing in his eyes.

He flipped his wrist.

Hum—!

A suffocating, terrifying pressure instantly descended upon the Extreme Flame Forging Room!

Even the forging furnace, burning with geothermal fire, saw its flames dim abruptly!

A suit of form-fitting armor, entirely dark gold with an ancient and domineering design, along with a dark gold spatial hub swirling with starlight, appeared out of thin air in Master Zong Yan's hands.

And inside that hub, a phantom image of a hundred-meter-tall heavy mecha lay dormant!

As soon as this equipment appeared.

The surrounding space faintly rippled with visible waves.

It was as if even this world could not bear its terrifying weight and pressure!

Nation-Guardian Rank mecha kit!

"Kid!"

Master Zong Yan held this dark gold equipment with both hands and shoved it directly into Su Yu's arms.

"This 'Starfall' set is a complete Nation-Guardian Rank battle armor and mecha kit that I forged in my earlier years!"

"The form-fitting armor is for amplifying Blood Qi and absolute defense, while what is loaded inside this hub is a heavy mecha that can seamlessly connect with the armor and unleash destructive firepower!"

"Although there was a mishap during the forging back then, making it a defective product that failed to birth a complete mecha soul core, it is still sufficient to withstand a Martial Saint-level Blood Qi eruption!"

Master Zong Yan stared into Su Yu's eyes, his tone exceptionally grave.

"Take it back!"

"Put on the armor! Activate the mecha!"

"Experience the power of a Nation-Guardian Rank kit!"

"Once you experience that kind of power, you will understand just how fascinating the Mythical Rank mecha, which stands above it, truly is!"

Su Yu held the heavy dark gold battle armor and the mecha hub.

A flash of surprise crossed his deep eyes.

A grand gesture.

To win him over, he was even willing to give away a full set of Nation-Guardian Rank armor and mecha?

Even if it was a defective product without a soul core, the value of this entire set of equipment was definitely an immeasurable, astronomical figure.

"Thank you."

Su Yu didn't play coy and directly put the "Starfall" armor and mecha hub into his storage ring.

This was good stuff for saving his life, or even for killing enemies above his rank.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go."

Su Yu called out to Lin Xiaoxiao.

The two turned and walked quickly out of the Extreme Flame Forging Room.

Leaving Master Zong Yan standing there, watching Su Yu's departing back, his eyes complex and fanatical.

...

After leaving Tiangong Pavilion.

Su Yu and Lin Xiaoxiao parted ways at the mall entrance.

Lin Xiaoxiao, wearing the newly forged Army-Breaking Level battle dress, happily went home to familiarize herself with the formation patterns.

As for Su Yu, he slipped alone into a quiet, unnamed alley.

Confirming that no one was around.

Su Yu took a deep breath.

The Great Perfection level "Myriad Phenomena Concealment Art" was instantly activated!

The bones and muscles on his face shifted eerily, and his stature grew taller.

In just a few seconds.

The slightly green freshman, Su Yu, disappeared.

In his place was a young man with a cold, hard face, eyes like blades, and an aura that kept others at a distance.

Su Yuan.

Disguise complete.

Su Yu no longer suppressed the Blood Qi within him.

Boom!

The Blood Qi value, which was originally only one thousand, erupted like a breached dam!

One hundred thousand!

One million!

Five million!

Nine million!!

Nine million points of Dark Gold Divine Blood roared in his veins like thunder.

A terrifying pressure capable of changing the color of the world flashed across his skin, only to be perfectly contained within his body by the "Myriad Phenomena Concealment Art".

Su Yu pulled up the collar of his black trench coat.

He turned and strode toward the entrance of the Great Xia Kingdom's Dark Web Underground City on the outskirts of the capital.

Night fell.

The cold wind on the wilderness howled.

Su Yu skillfully navigated through the deep, dim tunnel.

The moment he stepped into the gate of the Dark Web Underground City.

Su Yu's footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

A flash of extremely sharp cold light glinted in his deep, transparent eyes.

At this moment, his spiritual power spread out silently like invisible tentacles.

Something was wrong.

Very wrong.

Although the Dark Net Auction House before him was still bustling with lights and noise.

Yet beneath that noisy facade.

Su Yu's sharp perception, comparable to that of a Martial Emperor, clearly captured a trace of an exceptionally subtle, yet nauseating aura.