"Swish swish swish!"

With the violent sound of breaking through the air, 19 wooden spears were thrown out at the same time. It took only 0.5 seconds to fly over a distance of more than 100 meters. Finally, it was stuck on the ground in a mess. No target made by a grass man. Even the wooden spear closest to the target was more than two meters away, and the farthest one was more than ten meters away.

"Not bad, very good, keep training!"

Wu Yuan loudly encouraged, and behind the nineteen soldiers, there were thousands of cut wooden spears.

This is the second day.

Yesterday, except for a few little monsters who were not open, nothing happened. The village construction continued. Zhang Yang and the nineteen soldiers seemed to be transformed into carpenters, and each of them cut more than fifty wooden spears.

Not to mention, Wu Yuan’s method of not playing according to the routine is really good.

At least now, everyone can easily cut a qualified wooden spear for those soldiers.

Today, Wu Yuan arranged for the twelve elite sword and shield soldiers and seven elite spearmen to throw wooden spears, but this did not include Zhang Yang.

Wu Yuan's remarks were, "My village chief, they have to conduct throwing training immediately because they don't know when they will fight the enemy on the battlefield. At that time, all of them may have only time to throw a round of wooden spears from the beginning of the battle to the death of the battle, so what I train them now is to throw synchronously, using dense wooden spears to kill the enemy as much as possible."

"But you are different from the village chief. We will defend your safety to the death. Your role on the battlefield is not to throw a few wooden spears. I understand your idea, but please be sure to understand that if you want to master stronger throwing skills, there is nothing more suitable than cutting wooden spears yourself."

"Because, aiming at the enemy's throw with your eyes is considered third-rate at most, and aiming at the enemy's throw with your hands is considered second-rate at most, and aiming at the enemy's throw with your heart is considered first-rate."

Wu Yuan's words were a bit mysterious, but Zhang Yang decided to do what he said.

In this way, he completely transformed into a carpenter and cut bundles of log sticks into wooden spears. From day to night, he kept cutting. He didn't know whether he could sense the wooden spear with his heart, but Zhang Yang felt that he was almost perfect in his swordsmanship.

That's right, there is one more in his simple attribute.

Primary Sword Technique: 15 (Proficiency)

"Well, I know what the most mysterious profession in the world is, not a magician, but a carpenter."

Zhang Yang laughed. This situation of planting flowers intentionally and planting willows unintentionally is really funny.

"Calculate the time. By now, there have been more than 40 hours, and the village construction process will be officially over 60 hours. However, I always feel that the deer demon will appear before this and give me a big surprise."

Looking at the dark night, Changyang moved his arms, which were just a little numb and tired, and then sat down and continued to cut the wooden spear.

Thanks to his current physical strength, even if he has been busy all day, he doesn't feel tired. Instead, in this continuous cutting process, his soul will feel particularly relaxed. To be honest, the soul with b-strength is now extremely relaxed no matter what he does, because he will not be tired at all, just like his mind is still bright and bright when playing games for three days and three nights in a row.

But he couldn't tell Wu Yuan, after all, as the village chief, did he want face?

So he secretly changed his method. He tried to release the imprisonment spell at the wooden spear. The wood spear was not a living creature and of course it would not be imprisoned. However, when the imprisonment spell failed to release, Zhang Yang clearly realized that for a moment, the wood spear seemed to have come alive.

"So, because I failed to release the imprisonment spell and turned into a spiritual impact, causing the wooden spear to evolve? No, it should be that my spiritual power remained on it and was captured by me, so I had the illusion of being alive."

Zhang Yang quickly analyzed it in his mind, and then a bold idea also emerged in his mind.

That is, can he attach the imprisonment spell to the wooden spear? In game terms, it is enchantment.

This bold idea quickly ignited the motivation for gallantry. He began to release the imprisonment spell on the wooden spear over and over again, but the result was very bad.

A wooden spear that has been cut can only withstand the mental impact of three failures of the imprisonment spell, and then it will turn into powder.

This failure once made Zhang Yang almost want to give up until he wanted a wooden spear he cut himself from Wu Yuan.

This wooden spear, which looked no different, actually endured twelve consecutive imprisonment spells and had not been broken. Until Zhang Yang released another imprisonment spell, a miracle finally happened.

The wooden spear seemed to have undergone a qualitative change and really came alive, but it was hard to explain it clearly.

But Zhang Yang doesn't need to understand, because several messages have been mapped out in his eyes synchronously.

"You get a primary magic weapon, the Confinement Spear (View the Attribute)."

"The spear of imprisonment, gray quality, durability of 1/1. After hitting the target, it will cause the target to fall into a imprisonment state of 1 to 3 seconds."

"Wow! I succeeded!"

Zhang Yang jumped up with his hands and feet. He really succeeded. He actually made a primary magic weapon, my sun, moon and stars. It seems that he has the potential to become a magician, but also the potential to become an immortal cultivator.

Uh, wait, it's already dawn?

After ecstasy, Zhang Yang was shocked to find that he had been tossing for a night without realizing it, while the soldiers not far away were looking at him in extreme surprise.

"Mr. Village Chief, have you understood the skills of throwing wooden spears with your heart?"

The captain of the spearman Wu Yuan asked in surprise at this time, and was puzzled at the same time. It shouldn't be possible. If you want to achieve this step, how can you not have more than ten years of training?

"What did you say? What are you not attentive? Listen to me, I have successfully enchanted a wooden spear. From now on, it is an enchanting equipment. Wrong, I am a magic weapon for cultivating immortals. Do you understand? I am a cultivator!"

Zhang Yang shouted with saliva, disregarding his image, as if crazy, because he was so happy that no one understood the meaning of such a primary magic weapon better than him. This was equivalent to his blind cat hitting a dead mouse and knocking open a mysterious door, and at the same time he no longer had to worry about the attack of the deer demon.

Seeing that Wu Yuan was still confused, Zhang Yang laughed strangely and said maliciously:

"So, Wu Yuan, should I feel the awe that my wooden spear brings to you?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yang pointed the wooden spear at Wu Yuan, and he was immediately scared that the guy took a few steps back because Wu Yuan really felt the danger, although it was not a fatal danger.

"That's OK?"

Wu Yuan was very surprised. The "awe" he felt the day before yesterday was because of his own super power and super murderous aura that scared Zhang Yang so much that he was so powerful that he was so powerful that he was condensing on the wooden spear.

But now, Wu Yuan knew very well that Zhang Yang's throwing skills were almost zero, but that kind of "awe" power originated from the wooden spear itself. No, no, it was not that simple. It was the power inside the wooden spear that formed a certain balance with the village chief. It was this balance that made him feel dangerous.

Even Wu Yuan felt that the wooden spear could fly like a bird in Zhang Yang's hands at any time.

This is completely different from the wooden spear throwing technique he taught before.

"Sure enough, is this the legendary Taoist difference and unconspiring to each other?"

Wu Yuan muttered himself and decided not to guide the village chief's throwing skills again in the future. This is simply a completely different way.

"Come on, Wu Yuan, this confinement wooden spear will be given to you. The confinement spell attached to this confinement can only be used once, but with your elusive throwing ability, it will definitely surprise our enemies. Well, by the way, as long as the enemy is hit by this confinement wooden spear, you will fall into a confinement state of one to three seconds."

"Also, you pick out a few soldiers with the best throwing ability. I want to equip them with all the imprisonment spears. What a pity, how great would it be if I mastered the explosion spell."

"By the way, from now on, you have to cut wooden spears specifically for me. If you want the best quality, you can cut one hundred and eighty pieces for me first."

"I have to go to bed first, and call me if I have something to do."

Zhang Yang finished speaking in one breath, and then left in a hurry, leaving only the messy Wu Yuan.

"Oh, village chief, I mean"
Chapter completed!