Author: Shifangwenchao

"Protect yourself? Ha." Hearing Liu Wu's answer, Ghost Wangzhe shook his head, "That's really broad. Forget it, that's what warriors are like. You kill me and I'll kill you. It's endless. I don't care.

No, I don’t want to care. As long as you don’t engage in disgusting things like indiscriminate massacre, it has nothing to do with me. Come with me.”

The two of them walked all the way to another huge cement room behind the training ground. Ghost Wangzhe took out the key from his trouser pocket and opened the armory. When he came face to face, he saw various types of weapons occupying neatly organized shelves or columns.

The weapons on the left are in the ancient style, ranging from bows and arrows, long swords, daggers, steel knives, long tasseled spears, etc. All cold weapons on the market can be seen on the pillar on the left.

The weapons on the right are in a modern style, ranging from pistols, submachine guns, grenades to rocket launchers, and even countless parts.

Although it did not have much military prowess, Liu Wu could tell at a glance from the circular muzzle that those parts could at least form a large killer weapon called Gatling when combined with each other.

It's just that even though the items in this arsenal are of various types and of high quality, they are all covered with a thick layer of dust, as if no one has touched them for a long time.

"Aren't we banning guns here?" Liu Wu looked at the guns and ammunition on the right, "Master, you can use these for a small encounter."

"That's for ordinary people. If you are actually planning to embark on the path of a warrior, then you must understand one sentence - Kung Fu is deep in your heart and you are not afraid of guns." Ghost Wangzhe walked towards the cold weapon pillar on the left.

He explained casually, "Basically, as long as a Huajin warrior has Qi and blood permeating his body from his meridians, reaching the teeth, tongue, nails, and hair, and after undergoing the first transformation of the human body, then the threat to him from a small-caliber submachine gun will be

It’s not big anymore, but if you gather the blood elixir, gather the energy, step into the Baodan, and undergo the second transformation of the human body, even in modern war, you can determine the outcome of a small-scale battlefield. If you step into the Gang Jin

, to carry out the third transformation of the human body, in addition to being surrounded by large legions, only people of the same level can intercept and kill with some secret weapons. This is the so-called one step, one step."

While explaining, Ghost King Zhe carefully pulled out the three long knives at the bottom of the weapon rack.

The appearance of these three long knives is exactly the same. The blade shows a streamlined shape, the handle and the jet black scabbard are perfectly integrated. The overall shape is simple and powerful.

Ghost King Zhe weighed three long knives and quickly took out one: "Here you go, this is it."

It weighs at least five kilograms, right?

Liu Wu stretched out his hand to take it, only to feel his hand sink. He pulled it out casually and saw that there were ripples on the blade like water, and two ancient inscriptions were carved on the blade.

When you release your hand, there is no acceleration, and the blade cuts into the cement floor as easily as cutting into tofu, even making only a slight sound.

"What a good knife, what's its name?" Liu Wu's eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled it out. His eyes swept over the blade without seeing any scratches, and then he carefully put it into the scabbard, lest he

I accidentally cut myself into pieces.

"Onikiri, someone gave it to me. I don't know what material it is made of. Anyway, cutting a steel plate less than 10 centimeters is like cutting tofu." Oni Wangzhe replied nonchalantly, "That's the only thing good about training equipment.

With good weapons, your strength will soar like a rocket - just don't rely too much on such external objects."

"Onikiri? Are the five million ones like this? What about the remaining ones?" Liu Wu looked at the remaining two swords and asked.

"It's not much better than this one, but one is lighter than the other. The most expensive one only weighs half a catty." Ghost Wangzhe accepted casually and threw the two knives casually, "Okay, okay.

Yes, I gave you the knife, please pay me quickly!"

………………

After eating in the martial arts studio and getting familiar with the new sword in his hand, Liu Wu directly took the No. 11 bus based on the information he had searched for before.

Just in case, Liu Wu hung the certificate on the black scabbard. The white certificate and the black knife set off each other, avoiding many fearless questions and leaving a large space for himself.

Perhaps because of the fear of stronger men, many people sat silently several positions away from Liu Wu, looking at the obviously young boy through the cover of their mobile phones. Some people even secretly zoomed in on the camera to take pictures of the warrior.

prove.

Others traveled through time and escaped poverty in two months. I traveled through time and owed six million in two months. This really made things worse for my already poor family.

Thinking of this, Liu Wu smiled bitterly for the first time.

But that doesn't mean he has any regrets about his choice. After all, at least he has the power in his hands.

Liu Wu looked at the sword named Onikiri in his hand. It didn't have too many decorations. The blade had a streamlined shape. The pure black handle and the pure black scabbard perfectly blended together, like a dormant poisonous snake.

If you pull the sword out of its sheath, you can see the water-like light of the sword.

If nothing else, the sharpness and toughness of this knife are indeed worthy of the price of two houses.

The words in Ghost King Zhe's mouth are no lie, and the edge is so tough that no scars can be seen no matter how much it is used.

If a sword like this is placed in the hands of a swordsman, it is tantamount to his wealth and life. That is, a pure martial artist like Ghost Wang Zhe, plus this is his trophy from a long time ago, so he will do it casually.

Sold it easily.

But Lao Gui does seem to be a person with a lot of stories. I don’t know what happened to him in the past.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Wu turned to look out the window. The city at night came into view, with colorful neon lights that looked different in height at first glance, but they looked like identical high-rise buildings.

Various strange billboards can be seen everywhere, and various cars and bicycles are parked on the roadside. People pass by in a hurry, rushing to their destinations, and finally rushing to their unchangeable death.

The dull smell of the bus was obscured by the strong wind outside the window, and the aroma of the street barbecue stalls could still be faintly smelled.

Here and there, it's actually the same. Now that you've made your decision, you won't regret it anymore - once you enter Jianghu Road, there will be no repeat customers.

Looking at the unfamiliar but familiar scenery outside the window, Liu Wu tightened his clothes, touched the knife in his hand, and his mood slowly calmed down.

What does it feel like to kill someone? Will I feel like vomiting like in TV novels?
Chapter completed!