Chapter 10 Section 1

so tired. Chen Musheng's whole body was filled with white air, and he stared blankly at the World Great Curse Beast that gradually turned into ashes on the stone steps. It's really unrealistic. What kind of monsters did old man J refer to to dismantle this strange-shaped cursed beast?Or just a figment of imagination?Is folding this monster to murder prehistoric giants? Chen Musheng felt as if he had been in another world with horrible, scorched black streaks all over his body. Looking at the broken nine-section stick in his hand, his overstretched hands were still shaking.If it weren't for the power inspired by the nine-section stick, it would have taken several times... no, five times the time, and five times the scorched wounds to defeat the huge cursed beast with bare hands.

"Weapons are really...inconceivable...inconceivable..." Chen Musheng flicked his trembling hand lightly, and the nine-section cudgel clanged on the stone steps going down, each section made a different sound, some were heavy, Some are light. According to the special quality of the previous user, the old man designed the nine-section stick with different weights and materials, so that the last user can make the nine-section stick ever-changing, and the enemy can't find out the strange offensive of the nine-section stick . Making utensils according to their materials has always been the philosophy of the old man J, so there is no such fantasy as "a magic weapon that everyone can use".Let the weapon not only become an extension of the warrior's body, but also let the warrior's potential be quickly released through the exploration of the weapon.

Make the warrior stronger, so strong that he has to admit that his strong weapon is absolutely relevant. And this nine-section cudgel, which could not keep up with its master's strength and was finally discarded, is now in Chen Musheng's hands. It took Chen Musheng a lot of effort just to learn how to prevent the nine-section stick from sweeping him. Big thoughts, blue face and swollen face like a crying fucking bird. Nine-section sticks say that there are at least 304 basic changes in attack and defense. The weird moves in the first link are best if even the user feels ingenious, so as to make the enemy unexpected and suffer tragic instantly. Bian... This is a pain for Chen Musheng, who has a particularly big brain.

These troubles have greatly changed Chen Musheng's thinking about "weapons".He remembered the conversation with old man J when he was exhausted from "I don't know which day". "I said brat, the job is clear, the weapon, and the existence that clings to the player's society." "How come the older you get, the more annoying you become, and you always like to preach, don't you get tired of talking?" "Martial arts practitioners, through continuous hard training, strengthen specific parts of the body into weapons, making their fists as big as casserole, and they can beat people vigorously. Forging their arms into steel, they are strangling the enemy's leader It’s especially exciting, click! click! click! Use your ankles like a knife, and you can cut off the enemy’s acupuncture points with one blow, even cutting iron. Use your head as a chain hammer, your fingers as a drill, and your teeth as a chisel. Use your chest as a shield... I said, there is no better martial art in the world."

"Can you say that?" Chen Musheng sneered, looking at his iron sand palm. According to old man J, what kind of weapon is his palm? "Since the extreme pursuit of martial arts is to turn a certain part of the body into a weapon, then what are you insisting on without using weapons? Treating weapons as the core of martial arts is the right way of martial arts." "When you pass the metal sensor of the airport with a humming nunchuck, try to see if you can beep." Chen Musheng always refuted, nostrils and said: "Hands and feet are the real home travel , a hijacking tool that you can carry around and never beep.”

Old man J was a little annoyed, it was no longer common sense for him to carry weapons with him. In the past 50 years, the number of people who came to the blacksmith shop to request to make weapons was much less than before.The old man J, who couldn't get out of the barrier, only learned what the outside world looked like through the conversation with Wudu. He thought that the sophisticated weapons he made by himself were classified as "cold weapons", but he had another way of thinking. The spell called "Technology" and the weapons produced are called "Hot Weapons", which is incredible.

In particular, many newly recruited warriors are starting to use hot weapons instead of cold weapons. Old man J is extremely unconvinced by this trend.If it weren't for the fact that there are many long-lived vampires who are aggressive and addicted to martial arts, old man J's business would be so bad that he couldn't believe it. "Carry it with you, but it won't last forever." Old man J said sadly: "A person uses his body as a weapon, but when the person dies, his fist will also rot. However, the weapon I made will stay." "Shouldn't your conclusion still be that the warrior is gone, but the weapon will last forever, the first of your scholar's famous sayings!"

"Stinky boy, it's really not suitable for you to say this sentence. By the way, brat, you have used a lot of weapons these days, and I don't bother to tell you how to use weapons. You have to figure it out from actual combat. What? Can you feel the soul of the weapon in your hand?" "Are you referring to the thrill of getting excited when a broken weapon has been used by me for a long time without anyone to kill it?" "you could put it that way." "Humph." "If you don't say it, is that an admission?" "A weapon is a weapon. If I don't use it, it's just a hard metal block with a shape!"

"Brat, what is a shaped and harder metal block! Is there a kind of martial art in this world that can kill tigers and leopards a hundred steps away? Haha, among the hidden weapons I made, there are at least thirty kinds that can It's easy to do, even if you don't have decent internal strength, it's still easy." "Damn it, isn't the most powerful inventor of weapons in history the Einstein who hatched the nuclear bomb! How can I get you, old man!" Chen Musheng laughed loudly. These words reached the most taboo point of old man J, so the conversation came to an unhappy end.

No matter how smart people are, they may not always be able to maintain good self-cultivation. Although his mouth is blunt, Chen Musheng has to admit that his views on weapons have changed bit by bit through getting along day and night, and sharing life and death through storms. That kind of change exists in Chen Musheng's rough moves and penetrates into his "realm". The Nine-section Cudgel is the forty-sixth abandoned weapon used by Chen Musheng in the "Forge". The dilapidated weapons fell into Chen Musheng's hands one by one, and they came to the end of their lives.Whenever the weapons were defeated and shattered, Chen Musheng seemed to listen to their sighs, and he heard the long metal cry without regret.

Chen Musheng was deeply moved by the emotion of "goodbye to the hero in the next life". "If you mess with Yangtian, I will be the last one to deliver these swords and sticks." Chen Musheng chirped to himself, and the nine-section stick in his hand flickered again. Listen carefully to the crash of the nine-section stick and the stone steps, and there is a weak sound from the part of the eighth special student.The visible doomsday of the nine-section stick must have started with the collapse of the eighth section. "How long have I been in the blacksmith? One month? Two months? Or a whole year? Ten years? Damn, I can't even remember." Chen Musheng was distressed, biting the tail of the nine-section stick. Ten days night, ten days day, this is the time of "Tao". Road to Road, very Avenue.This idiot Chen Musheng has completely lost his sense of time, and lives in a river of emptiness, inaccuracy, and unreality.The only thing that can remind Chen Musheng of his real "sense of existence" is the clear wound on his body. "Damn it, don't think about it anymore! No matter how much you think about it, you won't become stronger, and it's useless to figure out what won't become stronger." Chen Musheng stood up, dragged the broken nine-section stick up the stairs, and came to the exquisite Iron garden.