Chapter 027: Sword, Broken?
In the early morning, the brilliant morning sun sprinkled the great wilderness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoEveryone in Wang Village got up early. According to the patriarch's orders, today men do not have to go out hunting, women do not have to go out to gather, it will be a very important day. Because the ancestral god will give the people a divine weapon that will never be broken today.
Wang Hao should be the last to get up in the village. When he came out of the cave, he found that the entrance of the cave was full of people. They all looked at themselves solemnly without saying a word. More than 100 people lined up in two human walls, and at the end of the human wall was iron ore piled up like a hill in the middle of the village.
Smiling kindly at the clansmen, Wang Hao was not timid at all. At the beginning, when he was in school, when he stood on the rostrum in front of more than 3,000 people and told his classmates about his learning methods, Wang Hao didn't intimidate, let alone the small scene of more than 100 people.
In the middle of the two human walls, there was a path left only for Wang Hao to pass through, and the patriarch was waiting for him at the other end of the path.
When Wang Hao walked to the side of the iron ore, the patriarch made way for him, and did not say much, just nodded lightly to him.
Wang Hao put his hand on a piece of iron ore, communicated with the system slightly, and the mountains of iron ore piled up in the village disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The secondary system can only absorb materials within a radius of one meter with Wang Hao as the center. Therefore, if he wants to get so much iron ore at one time, Wang Hao can only use his body to touch.
Except for the ten clansmen who saw Wang Hao making wooden shovels with their own eyes, the rest of the people have never seen the scene of items disappearing out of thin air. Seeing this miraculous scene, the clansmen first widened their eyes and looked at the clearing that had just been filled with stones, and then exploded with a 'buzz'.
"Quiet!" The patriarch was glaring and shouted loudly, he was afraid that the clansmen would disturb the communication between Wang Hao and the ancestral god.
At this time, Wang Hao was closing his eyes, standing motionless, in the eyes of the patriarch, Wang Hao was communicating with the ancestral god.
In fact, at this moment, Wang Hao is not communicating about anything, but thinking about what kind of weapon to download.
Judging from the situation of the clansmen, most of them are accustomed to using stone axes, and of course, a small number of people also use spears. However, both weapons have different flaws, so Wang Hao is not optimistic.
Originally, Wang Hao wanted to download the sword, but thinking of the legendary ten divine soldiers, whether it was Xuanyuan or Chunjun or fish intestines, they were all swords, but he had never heard of the existence of a sword, and in the end, after careful thinking, Wang Hao still decided to download the sword.
On Earth, the weight of a heavy sword is generally between two and four catties. Even if it is a two-handed heavy sword, the weight rarely exceeds seven catties.
Unlike knives, knives often weigh more than a dozen catties, dozens of catties or even hundreds of catties. For example, the Qinglong Yanyue Knife used by Guan Yu was rumored to be one hundred and sixty catties in them. That's because you just need to do a good chopping action. The sword is not good, if the sword is too heavy, whether it is teasing or stabbing, it will deform the movement.
Now that the iron tool you downloaded for the first time is a sword, the next step is to design the shape and weight of the sword.
The system has a very user-friendly setting, that is, the downloaded items, not all of them are dead objects whose dimensions and specifications have been formulated, but according to demand, the size can be adjusted, and even the shape can be changed in a small range. Just like the red sandalwood bow that Wang Hao made for the first time, it was broken because of too much force when he shot the wolf king. Therefore, the third time, Wang Hao asked the system to make ten thick and lengthened red sandalwood strong bows.
Just when the people were waiting impatiently and began to talk. Just when the patriarch was anxious and wanted to see if Wang Hao was asleep.
Six pitch-black giant swords suddenly appeared around Wang Hao, neatly inserted into the ground.
The clansmen looked at the stick-like weapons and took a few steps back in fright. They were afraid that this thing, like a bow and arrow, would hurt people in a way they had never seen before.
Wang Hao didn't explain much, but casually pulled out a sword and carried it towards a small tree as thick as an arm.
Considering the physical fitness of the Great Wilderness people, Wang Hao increased the weight of the sword to twenty catties. The tip of the sword is one and a half meters long from the tip to the tail of the sword. The width of the sword is seven centimeters.
Such a giant sword, if it is placed on the earth, an adult man, even if he holds the hilt of the sword in both hands, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold it flat for long. However, Wang Hao checked it and felt that the sword in his hand was not as heavy as he imagined. Thanks again to the strong physical fitness of the primitive people in the Great Wilderness.
He raised his sword high and slashed down at the tree like a knife. A cold light flashed, and before there was even a sound, the little tree was cut off, and the cut was extremely smooth, like tofu that had been cut with a kitchen knife.
The small tree fell, bringing up a cloud of dust, and some white pulp slowly oozed from the smooth stump.
When I looked back, I found that the clansmen were stunned, and their mouths were wider than the shells. Wang Hao was very satisfied with this pretending behavior, smiled proudly in his heart, and then carried his sword and walked towards the big bluestone at the entrance of the cave.
The giant sword was rounded by Wang Hao, and then slashed towards the big bluestone.
A piercing sound of gold and iron sounded, and several children who were close even covered their ears.
Da bluestone responded to the ...... Uh, it's fine, it's just an extra sword mark on it.
The corners of Wang Hao's mouth twitched, he changed the sword from his right hand to his left hand, and then hid his slightly trembling right hand behind him, and shouted at the crowd: "Wang Hu, you come!" ā
Wang Hu rushed out excitedly and was about to take the sword in Wang Hao's hand. However, after looking at the herbs tied on his shoulder, Wang Hao was afraid that it would hurt him, so he decided to change someone.
But in the end, after Wang Hu hurriedly did a set of broadcast gymnastics to show that his injury was okay, Wang Hao had no choice but to hand over the sword to her.
Wang Hu held the sword, played with it for a while, flicked it on the sword with his fingers, and found that it was a material that he had never seen before. It's certainly not wood, but it's not like stone either. With a slight stroke of his finger on the blade, a bloody wound appeared on his finger. Seeing this weapon that was sharper than the sword grass, Wang Hu danced excitedly, until the anxious patriarch urged him twice, and he was eager to learn from Wang Hao's appearance and gesture with the sword against the big bluestone.
Produced systematically, it must be a high-quality product. For this sentence, Wang Hao is now convinced. The small amount of the remaining metal elements contained in the iron ore were smelted into the iron sword after an unknown reaction by the system. After splitting the big bluestone just now, Wang Hao secretly looked at the sword blade, and the thin blade was not rolled at all. If this were placed on Earth, I am afraid it is unimaginable.
Even alloy steel, there should be few hardness to this extent. What's more, after the understanding of the system, this iron sword is not only hard, but also rust-proof.
Wang Hu held the iron sword and gestured at the big bluestone for a long time, but he didn't dare to start. Such a good thing, even if it is not used for fighting, it is good to use it to cut meat, and it would be a pity if my sword was broken if it was chopped down.
Turning around again, he asked Wang Hao, "Hao, is this artifact called a sword really not broken?" ā
Wang Hao moved his right hand, which finally had some awareness, and said confidently: "Don't worry, you can just slash hard, you will definitely not be able to break it." ā
Wang Hu gritted his teeth, used his heavy sword to gesture at the place where Wang Hao had just chopped, and then closed his eyes, exerted all the strength of his body, and slashed the sword fiercely.
"Broken, broken!" A clansman's trembling voice reached Wang Hu's ears. Wang Hu's heart tightened, and he felt as if something was broken.
"Is it true that there is no weapon in this world that will never break?" Wang Hu thought sadly, and then slowly opened his eyes.