"Teacher, Master Shao Zikang shouldn't be an anomaly, right?"

Seeing the battle between Shao Zikang and Peng Huagang just now, Wu Ling was still a little curious about this question. Judging from Shao Zikang's performance just now, the current Wu Ling may not be able to defeat the other party without using the sword technique, but he did not sense the fluctuations belonging to the ability from the other party's body.

"Well, your sense is very keen, Master Shao Zikang is just an ordinary person, it's just that he has practiced swords since he was a child and is a master in swordsmanship. So even ordinary people can't have any underestimation. Just like Master Shao Zikang, even if he is an E-level ability, fighting with all his strength, he may not be able to keep him, after all, the gap between a junior ability and a real martial artist is not too big. "Su Tong is still very conscientious to Wu Ling, and if he has any questions, he will answer them.

"Swordsmanship? Why do you ask the teacher for a sword? "To be a master of swordsmanship, if the other party lacks a sword, is a joke. Especially with the other party's current realm, any sword can exert great power in their hands, so why bother with a sword?

Seeing that Shao Zikang was far away, Su Tongcai whispered: "Shao Zikang is a swordsman in this province, and recently a sword master came from the north, and he specially came to him by name to compete, so he came to ask for a sword!" ”

Wu Ling was even more puzzled: "Although I'm not a master of swordsmanship, I also know that it's taboo to change weapons before battle, isn't he afraid?" ”

Su Tong smiled and shook his head.

Although he didn't say it, Wu Ling also reacted, the other party didn't have the confidence to defeat the other party, so he came to ask for a sword. I want to use the power of weapons!

When the two sides were fighting just now, he also watched it carefully, this Kang Ziliang belonged to the swordsmanship of the late strike. Strictly speaking, it's a defensive counterattack. Although Wu Ling was greatly inspired by the posture of holding the sword and the turning and connecting skills of the sword, it was clearly mentioned in the taboo of the sword technique in his mind: The swordsman, do not lose his sharpness!

Now that the other party has lost its sharpness before fighting, the chances of winning this battle are not at all.

Stop-and-go, Su Tong led a few people into the villa through the back door, and then stopped in front of a separate cabin, and waited for Shao Zikang to follow, before pushing open the door and walking in.

Rows of neatly placed weapons are densely displayed on the walls and tables.

In addition to long swords, there are hammers, guns, knives, sticks, and so on. Eighteen kinds of weapons, all of which can be seen here.

Wu Ling even felt as if he had returned to the era of cold weapons in an instant.

"Xiao Ling, you worship me as a teacher, I was originally going to give you a gift, but you definitely don't like ordinary gifts. So that's my second purpose for bringing you over today, to give you a weapon! ”

Needless to say, the first purpose was naturally to tell Wu Ling his identity. Since many things can't be hidden, it is better to spread them out completely at the beginning.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Wu Ling did not refuse, but directly agreed. On the one hand, he really needs a weapon now, especially a sword, he wanted to find an opportunity to ask for a sword at the beginning, but there has been no way, and now that there is a chance to send it to the door, he will not refuse.

And it's not a statement of one's own thoughts. After being open and honest, Su Tong also needs his opinion, whether to leave or stay.

Sure enough, when Wu Ling agreed, Su Tong's expression softened even more.

"Haha, that's good, since it's a master and apprentice, don't be polite to the teacher!"

"Hmm!" Nodding, Wu Ling took a sword from the shelf.

The long sword was straight and white, with fish scales on the surface of the scabbard and white silk threads wrapped around the hilt. He pulled it slightly, and suddenly the blade of the sword was lightly revealed, smooth and shiny, and coated with a layer of oily liquid.

"It seems to be blunt!" Wu Ling noticed that although the blade of the sword was thin, it was obviously not sharp enough.

"Of course it can't be too sharp, if it's sharp, it's a controlled knife. It was against the law, so the blade was specially thickened when casting. If you want to use it, there are still special tools to open it! Sutong said.

"Chivalry is forbidden to violate martial arts, although we don't pay attention to these now, we should pay attention to it. But Wu Ling Xiaoyou, I didn't expect you to be a kendo master too! At this time, Shao Zikang also walked up, looked at Wu Ling's right hand holding the sword, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and said.

"Master Shao, how do you know?" Wu Ling is still a little curious! Although he touched the sword countless times in the unsealed space, in reality it was indeed the first time, and he deliberately hid it, but he didn't expect to be seen by the other party at a glance.

"Although the way you hold the sword seems simple, it is the most relaxed way to hold the sword, so that you don't get tired and you don't hurt the hilt!" After a pause, Shao Zikang continued: "More importantly, you may not have noticed that when you hold the sword, you already have the edge of the sword on your body. If you weren't a master of swordsmanship, you wouldn't have had such a temperament at all! ”

"Taught!" Wu Ling originally thought that his hiding methods were good, but he really didn't expect that there would be so many flaws in Shao Zikang's eyes.

However, Wu Ling is not surprised, in the cultivation of the unsealed space thousands of times, his perception of the sword has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and these things are not hidden by saying that they can be hidden.

Although it was strange that Wu Ling was still a master of swordsmanship, Su Tong didn't ask much. The supernatural person originally did not play cards according to common sense, and no one can say what he awakened.

Taking the long sword in Wu Ling's hand and putting it on the shelf, Su Tong said with a smile: "Let's continue to look ahead, this is just some ordinary collections, and the good things are still behind!" ”

Nodding, the group continued to walk forward. When he came to a small room, before he got closer, Wu Ling seemed to hear a burst of clear sound, and the sharp sword couldn't even hide the house, and rushed out of the room. Not only Wu Ling, but Shao Zikang, as a master of swordsmanship, also sensed everything in the room, there are good swords here.

Of course, this is just everything that can only be felt by the two of them who are masters of swordsmanship. It's like Su Tong, even if it's a girl who already has a certain foundation in swordsmanship, they don't feel it at all.

"This is where my old man hides his sword, and the best ones are here, you can go in and choose!" With that, he opened the door and walked in with a few people.

The door opened, and Wu Ling and Shao Zikang only felt a sharp sword light sweeping over. Naturally, it is not someone who sneaks attack, but the sword of the house is a test for them, and if you choose a sword, the sword will naturally choose a person. So once a kendo master approaches, they will naturally react.

Although it is not a substantial sword qi, the sword is still sharp, cold and piercing, once it can't be received, the sword heart of the person who uses the sword will definitely be damaged to a certain extent, this is the counterattack of the sword.

However, these swords are okay against ordinary kendo masters, but in the face of Wu Ling and Shao Zikang, they are indeed a little insufficient.

Wu Ling ran the sword technique, his eyes burst out with sharper sword light, and with a slight glare, the sword light in front of him disappeared immediately.

Compared with Wu Ling, Shao Zikang's coping methods are a little worse. I saw that he clenched the long sword in his hand, and did not take out the sword, but was just ready to attack, resisting the sword in front of him, but it was not broken.

As the link between the supernatural and the real person, Su Tong has not a lot of knowledge, so he knows what the two have just experienced. So I don't think it's any strange, but what surprises me is that I didn't expect Wu Ling's cultivation in kendo to be stronger than Shao Zikang.

He still knows very well how much difference there is between fighting against himself and directly breaking the sword with a sword and fighting with a sharp weapon. Although surprised, he didn't break it, but walked into the room with a few people.

The room is very simple, there is only ** shelf, and now there is a sword on the shelf one by one.

"These are the pretty good swords in my collection, you can take a look!"

All things have spirits, and so is the piano, and so is the sword. Therefore, a truly good pianist should take into account the emotions of the piano itself, and the same is true for the sword. A person can influence a sword, and a sword can also affect a person.

Like the nine swords in the room right now, each sword has its own temperament. or arrogant, or sharp, or bloodthirsty, or crazy......

The temperament of these swords can affect the user in the first place, and once a sword has a person with the same temperament, it is the greatest luck.

The swords are very good, after all, they are Su Tong's collection, and they almost can't enter this room. But it doesn't mean that Wu Ling likes it, the sword has its own temperament, and Wu Ling naturally has it. Maybe it's because of the piano, or maybe it's because of the unicorn visualization in his mind, which makes him have a little more elegance in his heart. With the existence of such a temperament, he had no way to use these obviously sharp swords at all.

So after choosing for a long time, he could only shake his head regretfully. Finding a weapon that doesn't suit you is not only the sorrow of the weapon, but also the sorrow of yourself. It's like fire and water, and it's almost impossible to merge the two.

Although he didn't find a sword that matched him, Wu Ling was not in a hurry, there was no one here, but there were still a lot of ordinary swords outside. Just like the sword he was holding just now, it was just a sword, and there was no so-called surname, after all, there were only a few people with surnames. If you can't wait for a while, you can just take a handful and use it.

With an idea, Wu Ling didn't plan to stay in the room, the room was not big, and after a few people came in, the space was even more cramped, and it was difficult to even turn around, so it was better to go out and stand and wait.

But at the moment of turning around, Wu Ling's eyes seemed to sweep something, stopped, and turned around. It turned out to be a sword, but unlike the other nine swords, he didn't enjoy any special treatment, but just placed it casually next to the innermost shelf, quietly leaning against the wall, nothing. It's like a death sword with no surname on the outside.

But I don't know what's going on, Wu Ling sensed the difference between the other party, walked to the corner, and gently picked it up. Looking carefully, there are two big characters lying quietly on the black scabbard, three feet!

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