Father Jiang heard it next to him and taught the two of them: "You two little guys, your tone is not small! The staff, the spar, is not something we can buy casually." A good staff is worth several times more than my father's blacksmith's shop, and I can't get it without a few hundred gold coins!"

Tang Lang didn't listen to a word of Daddy Jiang's words, and the whole person was thinking about the saying that the staff was a wooden stick and a spade, and a bold idea came to mind: "Dad, can you create a groove in the butterfly knife, in case I can get the spare, I can directly inlay it into it, and I don't have to buy a staff separately." ”

While forging the short blade, Father Jiang puffed out his eyes and scolded with a smile: "Nonsense! Do you think it's really like this kid said, the staff is a piece of wood with a spar on it, it's so simple? Although Daddy, I don't know how to make a staff, but I still know a little bit about it, the wood used in the staff is all extremely rare and vintage materials, and it needs to have a strong affinity to transfer the spiritual power stored in the spar to the user, and the principle of inlaying the spar is a secret, otherwise why would the staff be so expensive?"

Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but make a grimace when he saw that he was being debunked in person, Tang Lang knew where the staff would be as simple as he imagined, made a big joke, and said viciously: "Feiyu classmate is very naughty, get closer to me! Don't run, see how I fix you!"

Zhao Feiyu saw that the other party was about to pounce, so he hurriedly screamed, turned around and ran away, in fact, Tang Lang had no kung fu to make trouble, staring intently at the increasingly sharp butterfly short blade in Daddy Jiang's hand, and he was anxious......

Two hours later, Father Jiang finally put down the hammer in his hand, grabbed the towel to wipe the sweat beads off his face, and threw the short blade that had become dark red into a bucket of cold water on the side to quench it.

Although it has cooled down, the butterfly knife is still very hot, Tang Lang can't wait to hold the blade tightly in his hand and take a closer look, compared with the previous life, the new knife in front of him is twice as long, almost about a foot, mainly to facilitate the use of martial arts, the connection between the blade and the blade, Daddy Jiang designed it extremely ingeniously, and it is extremely smooth to wield, without the slightest resistance.

Tang Lang was briefly familiar with it, and swung the Butterfly Knife quickly according to his previous habits, the speed became faster and faster, and after a while, it turned into a dazzling sword light, and he couldn't help but integrate the golden wind slashing technique he had learned in the past few days, and the knife light was a little brighter, so bright that Father Jiang's eyes were almost unable to open.

A knife intent in his heart became stronger and stronger, Tang Lang tilted his head and saw the rough embryo of the knife that Daddy Jiang had scrapped in the afternoon, and snorted lightly, the knife light converged, and the two blades of both hands were slashed on the rough embryo at the same time, and the iron behind one finger was actually broken in response, but the short blade did not even have a gap.

"Little brother Tang Lang, your knife skills are really good! Although our Lao Jiang can only strike iron, he has also seen many knife players try knives, and it is rare to be able to wield as freely as you, besides, how old are you, and you have a future!"

Tang Lang withdrew the blade of the knife, stuck it on both sides of his belt, waved his hand and said, "Dad, don't praise me! This pair of butterfly knives depends on your old help, and I don't know how to thank you!"

"You and Dali are good brothers, and Daddy made you a pair of short knives, but it's just a sweat. But Tang Lang, you are young, you know a lot, the design of this short blade is very novel, can I make a few more pairs of similar knives for sale, I think someone must like it!" "Father Jiang also liked the gorgeous appearance of the butterfly knife very much, and begged Tang Lang to agree to build some more for sale.

Tang Lang naturally had no opinion, but he was not at ease and instructed: "Dad, this short knife looks beautiful to play, but it takes some effort to practice, and if you are not careful, you will be injured." When you sell it in the future, you must remind the person who bought the knife to avoid trouble!"

Father Jiang took the butterfly knife in his hand, shook it according to the way just now, and was either smashed on the back of his hand by the blade, or flew the entire short knife out of his hand, almost scratching his fingers by the blade, and said with palpitations: "This knife is really difficult to master, forget it, I still don't want to make trouble for myself, in case that boy takes a fancy to it, buy it back and cut himself, maybe it will affect me!"

The two saw that the sky was already a little transparent, only to find that they had been busy for most of the night, and each returned to the room to rest, Tang Lang couldn't stop wiping the blade with both hands, and couldn't sleep with excitement until the sky was bright, waking up Jiang Dali and Zhao Feiyu, who were still sleeping, and preparing to return to school.

The three of them walked back to the campus quickly, and as soon as they passed by Grandpa Tang Lang's residence, they were caught by Ji Fengyu, who was already waiting here.

"Tang Lang, have you forgotten that you have such a tutor as me?Why didn't you come to meet me as a teacher after school started for so long?" Ji Fengyu asked with a frosty face, slanted eyes, and a strange yin and yang question.

Zhao Feiyu and Jiang Dali didn't even say hello when they heard it, they didn't even say hello, and they ran away without a trace, Tang Lang could only laugh and said: "Mentor, you have wronged me! I didn't follow your instructions to practice between the spell class and the martial arts class every day, but I also had to find time to learn the formation, and I was so busy that I didn't even have enough time to eat and sleep......

"Sophistry! You proposed it yourself, and you deserve to be tired!" Ji Fengyu didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and directly interrupted.

Tang Lang saw a sly smile from the depths of the other party's eyes, and he didn't take it too seriously, he took out the butterfly knife from his waist and held it in front of him: "Mentor, look at this! Yesterday I went to the strong house, please ask Daddy Jiang to help me build this pair of short blades, you can give a comment!"

Ji Fengyu took the butterfly knife, took it in his hand and fiddled with it a few times, and was almost thrown out of the blade to his fingers: "What kind of broken thing is this, the blade and blade are not in one place, cut yourself before you kill the enemy!"

Tang Lang didn't refute either, took the short blade and pulled out a few knife flowers and held them in his hand again, looking at each other with a smile, Ji Fengyu's old face turned red, and he said viciously: "I will engage in these bells and whistles!"

Suddenly remembering his idea of a magic staff, he asked, "Mentor, you said that if I set a groove on the body of the knife in advance, and when I find a suitable spar to inlay it, can I use it with a knife, both a short blade and a staff?"

"It's lightweight! Your short knife is just an ordinary product, at most it is sharper, and weapons that can be called high-grade must be built by professional craftsmen! It involves rare materials that can hold spiritual power, a proprietary rune array, a special furnace, and years of experience. If you want to have a sharp blade and a powerful staff at the same time, the refining materials required are even rarer, all of them are priceless things, I am afraid that the entire Tianqing Kingdom will not be able to find a few, I am afraid that only those ancient kingdoms that have been inherited for thousands of years have a small amount of reserves. ”

After hearing this, Tang Lang was temporarily resigned, and was about to slip away while the tutor was not paying attention, but was stopped by Ji Fengyu: "I want to slip away when I get abandoned, it's not so easy! Let me tell you, from today onwards, I will still attend classes normally during the day every day, and I will come to me every Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday night to receive special training, otherwise how can I cope with things after half a year just by relying on the little things I learned in class!"

Tang Lang listened to the other party mention the major events in half a year, and couldn't help but be curious: "Mentor, what is there that needs to be handled by my little student? Let's talk about it first, I won't do anything about sending me to death!"

"How could I be so irresponsible! I will send you an opportunity in half a year, if you grasp it well, you will be able to make steady progress, but if you are not prepared, you may also be in a state of collapse from now on, and there will even be a bloody disaster. Are you afraid?" Ji Fengyu said more and more vaguely, just wanting to deliberately see his reaction.

Tang Lang groaned slightly, and replied unhurriedly: "Mentor, as long as you don't deliberately rectify me, it doesn't hurt to take this matter down, and I will go all out to improve my strength, so I'm always satisfied!"

The corners of Ji Fengyu's mouth rose slightly: "It's almost the same! Don't talk to you, hurry up and go to class, after dark tonight, remember to come to me, the special training will start today!"

When Tang Lang reacted, the mentor had disappeared, and when he looked at the time, he couldn't help beating his chest: "Mentor, are you making me late......"

The morning spell class was delayed and late, and Lu Mingzhe followed the academy's practice and punished Tang Lang for an hour before letting him sit down, but it did not prevent him from recording the spells he was talking about to the system. With the previous lesson, Lu Mingzhe never asked Tang Lang to do any demonstration, so as not to hit the other students.

It was not until noon that Tang Lang took the time to complain that Jiang Dali and Zhao Feiyu were not righteous enough in the morning, and left himself alone with his mentor to repair, but the two of them completely sat back and ignored him, making him complain loudly about his carelessness in making friends.

In the martial arts class in the afternoon, Shu Gaohan still made all kinds of thorns at Tang Lang, which made him depressed all afternoon. Finally waited until night fell and said hello to Jiang Dali, and Tang Lang went to the mentor alone for special training.

After a few knocks, Ji Fengyu opened the door, but Tang Lang was jumped, and the tutor, who was usually dressed in a wide robe and big sleeves, was actually wearing a tight-fitting night suit, and was about to put it on with a mask in his hand.

"Teacher, have you just come back from being a thief?" A row of black lines floated behind Tang Lang's head, and an ominous premonition appeared in his heart.

Ji Fengyu raised his hand and knocked a shudder on Tang Lang's head: "Fart! You just go to be a thief! You also hurry up and change your clothes, and the special training will start immediately!"

Tang Lang couldn't help but take a few steps back: "Mentor, what do you want special training?

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ji Fengyu said viciously: "The so-called training in the academy is all petty fights, and encountering real life-and-death fights is like child's play! If you want to learn real skills, you must conduct real actual combat!"