"Hey, why do you want to choose weapons?" Feng Shanyue was completely blindsided, "Master, I'm here to learn witchcraft, not martial arts, right?"

"Master tells you to choose, you choose, how can there be so many words? It's not good to learn more things, you can defend yourself after learning martial arts!"

Feng Shanyue thought about it and felt that what the high priest said was also reasonable, but this learning martial arts is not an overnight thing, I heard that I have to practice three times in winter and three times in summer, and I feel very hard when I think about it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She smiled flatteringly: "Hehe, Master, I don't think I have any talent in martial arts, or I'd better learn witchcraft?"

The high priest glared at him, and Gan Lao was even more angry and knocked her on the head, "Why are you so lazy?

"Okay......" Feng Shanyue pouted and walked to the weapon rack, looking at these swords, guns, swords, halberds in front of her, her eyes were glazed, "Master, I don't know what weapon I should choose!"

Butterfly Dance came up and said: "Childe, I think you might as well choose a sword, I see that the second son plays with a sword in the garden every day, it seems to be quite good-looking!"

"That's right, the swordsmanship is elegant, and it is indeed more suitable for a handsome boy like me, so I chose the sword!" she said, drawing a bronze sword from her weapon. This sword is different from the long sword of later generations, it is not too long, about more than forty centimeters, the three-finger-wide sword body is cast with mysterious patterns, the blade is shiny, and a light blow makes a deep and pleasant sound.

"Master, I've made my choice!" Feng Shanyue held the sword in both hands and showed it to the high priest.

The archpriest frowned, the bronze sword is actually quite heavy, if the wrist strength is not strong, it will not be able to use it easily, and a weapon that cannot be used at will will not only not kill the enemy, but also cause damage to himself. He originally wanted Feng Shanyue to choose a hidden weapon such as a meteor hammer, which was convenient to collect, and there was no need to fight with the enemy in close quarters, which was more suitable for Feng Shanyue.

Gan Lao didn't know what he was thinking, he saw that Feng Shanyue had chosen a bronze sword, and he also went to get a sword with great interest, and put on a posture, "Come, we've made two moves!"

Feng Shanyue is full of black lines, and he doesn't know swordsmanship at all, how can he have two tricks with him?

"Master Gan, the apprentice won't. ”

"It's okay, you just cut it at the blade of my sword. "Most of the swords of this era were cast heavily, so that they could be used to assassinate or use the original weight of the sword to slash and inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

Seeing that the high priest did not object, Feng Shanyue raised the bronze sword with both hands, shouted loudly, and slashed towards the sword body raised horizontally by Gan Lao. As soon as Gan Lao saw her coming, he knew that she was a sword blind, so he didn't dodge or dodge at all, and stood in place with his sword very calmly.

"Qiang ......" The heavy sound of metal striking resounded in the ear drums, and everyone looked at the scene in front of them in amazement. I saw Feng Shanyue and Gan Lao each holding the hilt of the sword in their hands, but the blades of the two swords were broken in two at the same time and fell to the ground.

"This ...... What's going on? Old man, these weapons of yours can't be made of mud, right?"

The high priest was also surprised, he came over curiously, picked up the broken sword, and carefully examined the fracture, which was uneven, not cut by the blade, but shocked at first glance. It's just that the two swords were broken at the same time, and he turned his head to look at Feng Shanyue in surprise, how could this girl's strength be so great? Because judging from the fracture of the broken sword, she raised the sword in the wrong posture, and she didn't use the blade at all, and these two swords were smashed by Feng Shanyue in a daze.

Feng Shanyue didn't expect that with such a slash, both swords were broken, could it be that the sword-casting technology of this era was not high enough, so the strength of the weapon was not enough. But it doesn't make sense, I used to read the history books that the sword of King Goujian of Yue was buried in the ground for thousands of years, and after it was dug up by archaeologists, it was still extremely sharp. Although it is farther away from the era of King Goujian of Yue, it is not as fragile as tofu, right?

"Master...... This sword ......"

The high priest took three heavy swords from the weapon rack, one for himself, one for Gan Lao, and one for Feng Shanyue.

"Gan Lao, you cut this sword first. ”

"Okay!" Gan Lao spread his feet apart, his anger sank into the dantian, and he raised his heavy sword and slashed towards the sword body of the high priest, where the two swords struck, sparks shot out, and the sound was more piercing than just now. Although the high priest was not cut backwards, the whole person sank down, which shows that Gan Lao did use a lot of strength. However, the two swords were still intact and undamaged.

"Feng Jiu, it's your turn!"

The high priest stepped on his horse, raised his sword again, and motioned for Feng Shanyue to cut over as he had just done. After a muffled sound, the two swords fell to the ground again.

"What's going on?" Gan Lao squatted down curiously to look at the broken sword, the same thing happened twice, it can't be said to be a coincidence.

The high priest didn't answer him, and brought Feng Shanyue to the weapon rack, pointed to an axe, and said, "You come and try this!"

"Huh, won't it!" Feng Shanyue looked at the bronze axe that flashed with cold light on the weapon rack, this axe was bigger than her head, "this...... This is not suitable for a weak woman like me, is it?"

The high priest looked at her helplessly, and really didn't know how she was embarrassed to describe herself as a "weak woman", but she still smiled very gently: "Just let you try!"

"Childe, this axe looks so heavy," Butterfly muttered beside her, "Besides, women don't look good to use!"

Feng Shanyue thought so, but the high priest opened her mouth, and she didn't dare to refuse, who made the family a master!

Butterfly Wu saw that she reached out to get the axe, and hurriedly stepped forward to help carry it down, but Feng Shanyue easily took it down and carried it in her hand.

"No...... Childe, you have so much strength!"

This axe looks like it weighs at least half a jun, that is, fifteen catties, but Feng Shanyue carried it in her hand, as if she was carrying a wooden stick, and there was no pressure. Feng Shanyue then remembered that the spirit jade bracelet that Linghu had given him before had always been wearing on his hand, presumably because of this, so his strength was much greater.

However, she couldn't say the reason, so she had to smile a little embarrassedly: "It's still ...... It's okay!"

Old Gan was surprised, "What's okay! I see that you are the first female strongman I have ever seen! No wonder the heavy sword just now was cut by you, your strength, even if it is a sword cast by Mr. Mo Guzi, it is not enough for you to cut it!" "Mo Guzi is the most famous swordsmith of this era, and once the sword he casts comes out, it will inevitably become the first sword to be collected by martial arts masters.

As a woman, but being praised as a strong man, Feng Shanyue's mood at the moment can only be described as complicated.

The high priest had already moved a wooden stake, "This is made of black black wood, it is very hard, and ordinary weapons cannot hurt it in the slightest." You try to chop it with an axe!"

"Do you want to try?"

The High Priest nodded solemnly, "Must try!"

"Okay!" Feng Shanyue reluctantly raised the axe, let out a loud cry in her mouth, and then slashed at the stake with all her might. Hearing only the sound of the "bell", Hei Xuanmu was cut off by the waist, and the axe flew three feet away.

Feng Shanyue looked at the half-cut wooden axe handle left in her hand, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "Master, ...... again." It's broken again!"

The high priest was not surprised, he stepped forward to look at the broken stake, and then said to Gan Lao: "It seems that she can only use that weapon!"