Zhou Zhu shrugged, spread his hands, and said, "Do you think I am the one who has chosen the weapon?"
Now it was Fang Lang's turn to be surprised: "Brother, why didn't you choose a weapon? Is it because your vision is too high and you look down on these low-level weapons?"
"It would be great if this were the case, but no weapon recognizes me at all!" Zhou Zhu was helpless: "In this huge arsenal, there are many strange weapons. I walked around and couldn't find any weapon that recognized me.
Among them, there are a few weapons that I think are pretty good, and they are easy to dance with, but those weapons don't have any fighting spirit."
A weapon must be recognized before it can have military strength. If it is not recognized, even a magic weapon cannot exert its power, and it is as worthless as scrap metal.
Zhou Zhu wielded those weapons, but they had no power at all. The weapons were of low quality and had no morale. They were worse than scrap metal.
Every graded weapon has a spirit, and some weapons can even produce a weapon spirit. However, the weapons that produce a weapon spirit are all powerful weapons. Generally, only weapons with a heaven level or above have a weapon spirit. As for other weapons,
Weapons only have a little bit of spirituality.
They can only choose their master based on instinct. If there is no suitable master, they would rather dim and turn into a pile of junk than be owned by others.
Of course, some powerful people encounter a good weapon, but if the weapon does not agree with them and they want to have it, those powerful people will use great power to force the weapon to bow its head and surrender to them.
Now, there is no need for Zhou Zhu to use his own power to suppress these low-level weapons. Not only will this not bring out the full power of the weapons, but it will also deplete his own energy.
Moreover, even these low-level weapons cannot be defeated by Zhou Zhu's current combat power.
"What should we do? Don't we need weapons?" Fang Lang was a little anxious. Although he got a top-quality weapon, it was still usable and strong enough.
"Brother, if you don't have weapons, you will suffer a loss during the town competition. Moreover, you will be more likely to die on the battlefield, so you must have a weapon." Fang Lang said excitedly: "Otherwise
, if you choose again, maybe you will be recognized!"
"Okay, that's all we can do!" Zhou Zhu said: "I'll go and have a look. If it doesn't work, there's nothing you can do about it, but you still have to have a weapon."
Fang Lang followed Zhou Zhu and wandered around the armory, hoping to find a recognized weapon.
On the soldiers' tomb, various weapons are stuck on the ground, and iron ropes are stretched across the sky, which is extremely spectacular.
Each weapon exudes a permeating chill.
Zhou Zhu walked through the weapons forest, searching hard for his weapons.
"Hey, this one is good, and the appearance is quite domineering. Give it a try!"
This is a knife. The blade is very thick, the blade is sharp, and the whole body is made of cold iron. It looks very domineering.
Zhou Zhu pulled it out, but it was weightless, like a toy knife.
"Not recognized."
With a clang, the knife easily broke through the barrier of the earth and was inserted straight into the ground.
"Damn, so sharp!" Zhou Zhu cursed: "When I took it, you were not sharp, but as soon as I let go, you became so sharp, hum!"
Zhou Zhu was angry and moved towards other weapons.
"Brother, come here quickly, here is a weapon, see if it works!" Fang Lang shouted.
This weapon is full of murderous intent and has a weird shape, like a tic-tac-toe. It is majestic and stands proudly among other weapons.
"It's true, this is a Fangtian painted halberd, but it has relatively high requirements for the user. Let me try it out!" Zhou Zhu shouted.
Keng.
Fang Tian's painted halberd was pulled up, bringing up a lot of dirt. Zhou Zhu shouted loudly, and then the wind and fire began to dance, crackling, and the air was chopped loudly. The power was really terrifying.
"Haha, the spirit of this weapon has not disappeared, and its military energy is still shining. It seems that I can get its approval." Zhou Zhu said happily.
Hey.
Zhou Zhu opens and closes it widely, like a god descending to earth, extremely powerful.
Just when Zhou Zhu was enjoying himself, Fang Tian's halberd became lighter and lighter, and his military energy was slowly disappearing.
"Could it be?" Fang Lang looked at the scene in front of him in surprise: "Failed again..."
"Why are you getting lighter and lighter and no longer powerful?" Zhou Zhu suddenly understood: "Damn, you are bullying me again!"
Zhou Zhu directly threw it far away, and it seemed that he failed again.
He was so angry that he grabbed a weapon, played with it wildly, and then threw it everywhere to vent his frustration.
Of course, Zhou Zhu's behavior naturally attracted the attention of others.
"What is that man doing? Why is he throwing weapons around?"
"Hey, it looks so familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere! I remembered it. He is Zhou Zhu, who killed Liu Zhi and Lu Zhenhuo."
"It's really him! I haven't seen him for more than a month. I thought he was secretly dealt with, but I didn't expect him to show up!"
"You're not that loser. You're always doing wicked things. Now that you're full and have nothing to do, why are you here still playing with weapons?"
…
"There's something wrong with the situation. When you see him wielding his weapon, does it look a little different?"
"Hey, you don't know if you don't tell me. If you look carefully, there is indeed something wrong. By the way, those weapons seem to be weightless in his hands, and there is no weaponry yet."
"I understand, he has not been recognized by the weapons and is venting, haha..."
Zhou Zhu was indeed venting and extremely angry.
"It's too much to bully others. You said you don't recognize me if you don't recognize me, and you actually teased me. It's really too much. Let's see if I don't smash you to pieces." Zhou Zhu was extremely unhappy.
Fang Lang followed him, also a little speechless.
Feder noticed Zhou Zhu's behavior.
"Hasn't this kid been recognized as a weapon yet? How is this possible? It's really strange!" Feder was a little puzzled.
At this time, Yu Hongxue was holding "Dragon and Phoenix", her beautiful eyes were filled with eyes, and she looked at Zhou Zhu worriedly.
"Brother Zhou, you must choose a weapon."
…
Zhou Zhu pulled out his weapons and threw them everywhere, including swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes and hooks. The recruits were unable to dodge and cursed Zhou Zhu.
"Ah, who the hell is throwing stones at me? Come forward!" Jiang Hai shouted.
He was pulling out a pair of hammers and was working hard when something unexpected happened and he was hit by a stone.
"Hey, what flew out just now? Why does it feel weird?" Zhou Zhu said a little strangely.
At this time, he heard Jiang Hai howling, and he immediately understood what he had just thrown out.
"My darling, it turned out to be a stone. Let me tell you, why did you hold it with one hand? It was purely a mistake of the hand!" Zhou Zhu muttered.
Fang Lang quickly turned his face away and made an expression like "I don't know him." This was simply too embarrassing.
But luckily, Jiang Hai didn't find out who it was, and got into sex with the pair of big hammers again.
Here, Zhou Zhu has no intention of looking for any more weapons.
"Prodigal son, look, there are no weapons suitable for me, and they don't even recognize me!" Zhou Zhu said helplessly.
"Brother, if you keep looking, you might be able to find it."
Zhou Zhu has no interest anymore, and now almost everyone has weapons, and it's almost time to leave here.
Feide saw that Zhou Zhu had not found the weapon yet, so he did not rush to ask everyone to leave the armory, but deliberately gave Zhou Zhu time in the hope that he could find it.
"Boy, if you don't get a handy weapon, this year's competition will be in jeopardy. Come on," Feder said softly.
Zhou Zhu walked aimlessly. He no longer expected any weapons to recognize him, he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible. This was simply too frustrating.
However, at this moment, the stone tablet that had not moved for a long time at Zhou Zhu's heart shook, and then, a voice came into Zhou Zhu's mind.
Zhou Zhu was immediately overjoyed: "Senior, is it you? You can't stand it either, so you came to help me find weapons?"
Qingyang Hen's cold voice sounded: "Five feet to the left, three feet forward, and then two steps to the right."
Zhou Zhu followed Qingyang Hen's instructions and came to the place where Qingyang Hen asked Zhou Zhu to go. What appeared in front of him was a long spear, simple and unpretentious, without any power.
"Pull it up!" Qingyang Hen's cold voice sounded, and Zhou Zhu shivered suddenly.
Zhou Zhu followed his words and pulled out the gun. There was nothing special about it, and it had no fighting spirit at all. It was not as good as the previous sword, Fang Tian's painted halberd and other weapons.
Qingyang Hen's voice sounded again: "The spear is the king of weapons. It is a stabbing weapon with great lethality. It is long and sharp, flexible in use, and the method of winning is subtle and unique. The spear has the functions of stabbing, stabbing, and stabbing.
Actions such as attacking, entangling, circling, blocking, taking, pounce, point, stir, and dance are more difficult to learn and master than other weapons."
"This gun is one foot long. The gun body is made of chaos jingjing steel. It has very good hardness and flexibility. The gun head is shaped like lightning, which contains the meaning of unyielding. It is made of chaos jingjing and has an extremely sharp edge."
"This gun is called 'Broken Life'. It consists of ninety-nine and eighty-one guns. Each gun weighs eight hundred and ten kilograms. The gun you have now is just one of them. It will be ninety-nine and eighty-one."
Once united, it will shake the earth and pierce the sky."
"Now I will teach you a set of marksmanship. Only with this marksmanship can you be recognized by it."
Suddenly, a spear technique emerged in Zhou Zhu's mind, so Zhou Zhu waved his spear, his military aura surged, and the power was extremely terrifying, like stirring up the wind and clouds, breaking through the chaos, and pointing directly at destiny.
"Remember, they are scattered all over the Tianzhu Continent. You must find the other eighty rods and combine them into one." After Qingyang Hen finished speaking, there was no sound.
No matter how Zhouzhu shouted, there was no response.
"'Broken Life', such a domineering name. It consists of ninety-nine and eighty-one spears. It's really scary. I don't know what level this gun is. However, since you dare to call such a heaven-defying name, it must not be an ordinary grade.