Chapter 120: Are You Meowing the Devil?!

Jian Yu secretly swore in his heart that he must hug Pu Shuoling's thighs well.

Looking at the dazzling array of weapons, Jian Yu felt a little dizzy, and directly picked the simplest sword.

Because of his superpowers, Jian Yu is still very comfortable playing with the sword.

However, as a sports idiot, he didn't have to play twice to let the sword scratch himself.

Jian Yu: !!

Fortunately, she didn't have much strength when she played it, otherwise...... The consequences are unimaginable!

She quickly tossed her sword aside.

"Uncle Huang, that ...... Can I not learn weapons? ”

She just played two times and saw blood, if she learns in the future, what if there are three long and two short?

"Nope." Pu Shuoling's cold words extinguished her hopes, "If the emperor thinks that the sword is not suitable, he can use other weapons." ”

"I don't know what the emperor's requirements for weapons are, so let's go and tailor them for Your Majesty." The subordinate on the side said.

Hearing this, Jian Yu twitched the corner of his mouth.

Heh, hehe.

Is this to catch ducks on the shelves?

Since you say so, then you're welcome.

"Actually, I'm not that harsh on weapons, I just need to meet a few of my requirements."

"I don't know what the emperor wants?"

Jian Yu's face was filled with a wicked smile, "It's not much...... That is, it will not easily hurt people when training, and it is light and easy to learn. ”

When the subordinates on the side heard this, their faces were full of astonishment, and they looked at Pu Shuoling.

Jian Yu's heart was full of pride.

Hmph, fight with me, you can cultivate for another 800 years.

"Since this is the case, then the emperor will learn the long whip, I believe that with the emperor's strength, he will be able to learn it quickly." Pu Shuoling's cold voice instantly remembered.

When Jian Yu heard this, he was a little stunned.

What?

That's all for you, can you still find it out for me?

Well, it's my fault that I didn't think it through, I remembered the bladed weapons, and forgot about the existence of the whip.

Soon, someone brought the whip to Jian Yu.

Jian Yu picked up the whip over there, and suddenly felt that the weight of this whip was a bit heavy.

"Your Majesty, this whip is made of soft iron, and its attack power is extremely strong." The subordinate on the side explained.

Jian Yu nodded.

I said why is it so heavy.

"Now that the emperor has obtained the weapon, let's start practicing now."

Pu Shuoling took Jian Yu to the training ground, but there was only a stone tablet there, and nothing else.

"Uncle Huang, don't you want to practice? What are you bringing me here for? ”

Pu Shuoling pointed to the stone tablet in front of him and said, "Practice whipping today, and swing a hundred times." ”

Jian Yu: !!

What the?! One hundred times!!

You want me to be crippled, don't you?

"In addition, please also ask the emperor to pay attention to the strength of the whip, if this stone tablet is broken, then add another hundred strokes."

Jian Yu: !!

Are you meowing devils?!

My arm, are you okay?

Pu Shuoling knew that Jian Yu's strength was beyond ordinary people, but there were pros and cons to having such a great strength.

He also did this because he wanted Jian Yu to be able to control her strength and avoid hurting people.

In just one afternoon, Jian Yu had already used a whip to split dozens of stone tablets, properly turning the original hundred into thousands.

However, Pu Shuoling is still very humane, and seeing that Jian Yu's progress is slow, he specially approved that she doesn't need to criticize today.

But...... She'd rather go for the fold!

To say that a hundred strokes are not difficult just to whip, but after the end of the arm, the arm is a little sore.

However, sometimes she really can't control the superpower of infinite power, and if she is a little stronger, she can directly break the stone tablet.

After practicing properly for an afternoon, it was almost time for dinner, and Jian Yu had just finished her difficult "one hundred strokes".

According to incomplete statistics, she waved at least 10,000 times a day in a few days.