The pitch-black lines emitted a pure white shimmer that shrouded the scattered stacks of snacks and bags, transforming them into powders that were difficult to see with the naked eye. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Until the light was at its peak, the circular array stripes suddenly changed, and several circles rotated like gears, and even the strange symbols on them kept changing.

The light receded, and all that was left in front of Shi Qinghuai's eyes was a long piece of paper with a circle drawn on it, on which were placed wooden shotgun embryos, as well as a large number of debris of unknown objects.

He tried to take the wooden embryo into his hand and take a closer look, and found that the shape of the embryo was very similar to the original shotgun, but there were still some minor points that needed to be adjusted, including the mechanical replication of the barrel and the chamber of the gun was not very good, and there was a danger of misfire and explosion if it was barely used.

"Whew...... It's better to be able to refine it than to only break it down. He let go of the embryo and breathed a sigh of relief.

Without using the alchemy array's amplification ability, he would probably be able to disassemble something the size of a water cup, and the subsequent reorganization and reconstruction would not be possible at all. Fortunately, the predecessors of "Zangfeng" were very knowledgeable and taught him several commonly used alchemy arrays, so that he could master some magical uses of alchemy in advance.

In addition, "Zang Feng" also reminded him that drawing an alchemy array is an extremely mentally draining job, and the strange characters on the alchemy array will actively absorb the user's spiritual energy, and drawing for a long time will produce a high-intensity load on the brain.

Shi Qinghuai only listened to half of this, because he had never experienced dizziness or weakness after painting the alchemy array, and it seemed that because of the influence of the "Gate of Truth", his spiritual power had reached a level unimaginable to ordinary people, and making an ordinary alchemy array was almost as easy as actually painting.

"There are a lot of things that need to be improved in the details, and it seems that it will take some time to refine them into firearms."

After studying the embryo made by imitating a shotgun again, he gave up his plan to refine multiple guns in a short period of time, and instead hit the idea of the alchemy array that occupied more than half of the paper space in front of him.

It's not realistic to carry such a large piece of paper with you to fight with people, so it's better to find a way to make it smaller......

Shi Qinghuai's heart moved, and he took out a small knife from the daily utensils that Shen Sanwan bought, and used the tip of the knife to carve a small alchemy array on the glove in his left hand wholeheartedly, and his focused appearance seemed to be making a beautiful work of art.

The days passed.

Since the loss of two subordinates, the lark side has temporarily ceased to hold its ground, and has never sent its mercenaries into the hotel again. However, this tranquility did not last long, and the mercenaries began to secretly pay attention to the passers-by and streets around the hotel, and coerced and lured a few internal travelers to monitor the every move of Shi Qinghuai and his party.

Faced with this situation, Shi Qinghuai and the others were also making preparations for a last-ditch fight, they knew that Mao Yulan and the others would leave in a few days, and the mercenaries who got the news would probably rush in directly to arrest them. However, Fu didn't know the exact time when Mao Yulan left, which also created an opportunity for them to prepare for the future.

On the fifth day since staying in the hotel, Shi Qinghuai and his colleagues took Mao Yulan and Deacon Lu to the abandoned factory.

With Mao Yulan and the others following, the mercenaries who were monitoring outside the hotel did not dare to make any abnormal movements at all, so they could only let the group disappear from their field of vision, and then took out a miniature communicator in a panic to contact their superiors.

After entering the factory, Shi Qinghuai and Yao Yiyao began their daily training. During this time, his martial arts skills have improved tremendously, after all, there is death chasing behind him, and this amount of pressure is enough to bring out the potential of a person.

He gave up his previous scattered moves and instead practiced the scattered fighting techniques taught by Yao Yiyao. This set of fighting techniques is said to have been founded by a master of underground black boxing, and it is a mixture of sanda, ancient Muay Thai, free fighting, and the ruthless moves commonly used in underground fighting. If you can kick and break your calf, you will never raise your leg, and if you can stab your eyes, you will never use your fists.

Of course, this kind of fighting skills needs to be mastered in actual combat, and it is usually difficult to improve from training, so the two sides of the training have specially bought items such as safety helmets, knee pads, goggles, etc., and Rao is still in danger when training.

Upstairs, Mao Yulan, who was watching for the first time, watched with relish, Deacon Lu's face was calm and indifferent, and Shen Sanwan, who was used to seeing the scene of the two fighting, was also lacking in interest. However, the injury is getting better day by day, and Guo Mengtao, who has regained her vitality on her face, looks very carefully, her mind fluctuates with Shi Qinghuai's movements, and she almost exclaims several times.

"Almost." After falling down Shi Qinghuai again, Yao Yiyao's face was slightly red, and she tried her best to maintain the image of three faceless people while speaking.

Shi Qinghuai wiped his sweat and sighed lightly, he was still a gap from Yao Yiyao's skills, not to mention those mercenaries who said that they killed people without blinking, and they didn't know how much power his little fists and feet could exert in actual combat.

"Master don't be too frustrated...... Yao Yiyao sensed the disappointment in Shi Qinghuai's eyes, and opened her mouth to comfort, "My physical fitness can only reach the upper limit of ordinary people, but the data on punch and foot moves can be automatically instilled by the system, which is equivalent to understanding all types of fighting moves." You're just getting started in this area, and it's not a shame that I can't win. ”

Isn't there a shame? From being knocked to the ground within five seconds after the initial fight, to falling to the disadvantage in the current battle for half a minute, in fact, in Yao Yiyao's eyes, Shi Qinghuai's progress in five days is already a bit exaggerated. If she hadn't known that the other party had undergone the "transformation" of the "Gate of Truth", she might have thought that the man in front of her was really a legendary martial arts wizard.

"Don't comfort me." Shi Qinghuai was still annoyed by his "clumsiness", and Yao Yiyao didn't explain it thoroughly when she saw this, so it was good for him to keep this state.

"That's the end of it?" Mao Yulan looked at the actions of the two people below with great interest, and felt a little unfinished.

"Not yet, there are still practice weapons in the back." Shen Sanwan next to him replied.

"Weapons?" Mao Yulan was stunned for a moment, "It's all in this era, what weapons are you still practicing?" ”

This is the second half of the 21st century, the last days when everyone can buy guns, and in the atmosphere surrounded by hot weapons, who will play cold weapons with you?

Shen Sanwan smiled helplessly: "I think so too, but Yao Meizi thinks that alchemists need to rely on refining various weapons to fight in the early stage, so practicing cold weapons is much more cost-effective than hot weapons, so she will urge the stone to practice day and night." ”

Of course, Shi Qinghuai's acquisition of the "alchemy" ability can't be hidden from Mao Yulan, who has been following them all the time.

"yes, then what kind of weapon does he specialize in?" Mao Yulan guessed with great interest, "I see that the technique attached to his hand attack just now, he should have practiced swordsmanship for a period of time before, could it be that he wants to follow the example of the ancients and become a swordsman?" As she spoke, as if thinking of Shi Qinghuai's fluttering appearance with a long sword on her back, she couldn't help but giggle first.

Shen Sanwan laughed dryly, and was about to answer, when he saw the two people below pick up two special wooden swords, and compare them with one move.

Sure enough, with a sword! Mao Yulan was quite complacent in her heart.

However, as the two fought, Shi Qinghuai suddenly shook the wooden sword in his hand, and the hilt of the sword quickly elongated and thinned, growing to more than five feet, and the sword body shortened and narrowed, and the tip became sharper, like a diamond-shaped shuttle.

Looking at the shape, it's clearly a spear!

A wooden sword inexplicably turned into a wooden spear!

"Yiyayaya......" Shi Qinghuai screamed strangely from the characters in the opera, brandished a wooden gun and poked the helmet on Yao Yiyao's head, dumbfounded all the onlookers.

It turns out that alchemy can still be used like this?