"Bang Bang!"

The sound of heavy metal crashing came into Wu Yangyu's ears.

The voice came from the 'Hundred Soldiers' shop in front of him.

With his perception, Wu Yangyu can be sure that this is the sound of striking iron, if it is the sound of ordinary iron, Wu Yangyu naturally won't care, but since Wu Yangyu stopped here, the sound of striking iron has also lasted for a while.

"During this period of time, the frequency of striking iron and the strength of the shot have not changed in the slightest!"

Looking at the shop in front of him, Wu Yangyu couldn't help but secretly move in his heart, if his guess was not wrong, there should be an amazing weapon master hidden in it!

With a slight movement in his mind, Wu Yangyu couldn't help but walk towards the 'Hundred Soldiers' shop.

There are not many customers in the store.

There are only a few people, and the decoration in this shop is relatively simple, but what makes Wu Yangyu care is the furnishings inside this shop.

On the walls and on the counters, there are all blades.

Long swords, swords, war spears, nine-section whips......

It can be said that in this place, almost all types of weapons can be seen.

"Little brother, do you want to buy weapons?"

A young man yawning and dressed in a sloppy manner came over with a sleepy face and asked lazily.

Such an undeferential attitude really seems very rare.

"Yes, let's take a look at it for now. ”

Wu Yangyu didn't care about such an attitude, all he cared about was buying a blade to take advantage of.

"Okay, just look at it, you can come to me anytime if you need to......"

After speaking, the sloppy young man lay directly on the table beside him, squinting his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Such a posture really made Wu Yangyu a little crying and laughing.

Turning, he looked towards the weapon.

Casually, he pulled out a long sword, but Wu Yangyu's face suddenly became serious.

"Boom!"

The energy swirled on the long sword, and suddenly a faint dragon groan roared throughout the room.

The sword body is as transparent as a spring of water, the sword light flows, and the cold light is wantonly, even if you don't need to try, you can feel how amazing and terrifying the edge on this sword blade is.

"Good sword!"

Although he is not familiar with the blade, he also knows that this is definitely a good sword that has been tempered for thousands of years.

At least, it's several times better than the weapons you see on the market.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency, is there a spear here?"

"Spear?"

The sloppy young man who was still asleep narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Wu Yangyu, and then glanced at a corner:

"The spear itself is very unpopular, there are not many of them, there they are, you can find them yourself!"

The cold attitude clearly has a posture of loving whether to buy or not.

Wu Yangyu didn't pay attention to this, if he could buy a good spear, he wouldn't care about anything.

Really.

In that corner, about five or six spears lay silently.

Because it has not been cleaned for a long time, the spear is already covered with dust at this moment, and if it were not for the faint chill that swept from time to time, I am afraid it is difficult to imagine that this is a good spear.

With a wave of his hand, the energy brushed away the dust on it, and Wu Yangyu's palm sprang up, and he quickly grabbed towards a spear.

"Buzz ......"

The air swirled, and suddenly there was a tearing and trembling sound on the spear, which was the hum of the air after it was rapidly pierced.

After dancing a few spears at random, Wu Yangyu shook his head slightly.

Although the quality of this spear is not bad, it is only good, it is not the best, after the cultivation of his "Fighting Spirit", although he has not yet cultivated the internal qi that only the samurai level has, but the degree of tearing on it is still violent and extraordinary, and the spear in his hand is unbearable.

Moreover, the "Great Silence Extinguishing Spear Technique" that he displayed by himself has stricter requirements for speed and strength, and this spear can at most allow him to perform a complete martial art three or five times, and it will be scrapped.

Again, I picked a spear.

Just after trying two spears, Wu Yangyu lost interest:

"Dare you ask, is there a better spear?"

Looking at the young man who was still sleeping, Wu Yangyu asked slowly.

"A little better?"

The young man's originally narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and two sharp rays of light flowed in the depths of this pupil:

"Little brother, you seem to be a little too ambitious, the weapons here, each one is several times better than the ones outside......"

"I know exactly what I want!"

Wu Yangyu interrupted the other party's words and said bluntly:

"What I want is the best weapon, not the so-called high quality now, this quality is not in my eyes!"

That's not a polite thing to say.

"Huh!"

As Wu Yangyu's words fell, the body of the sloppy young man in front of him suddenly moved slightly, and his original ordinary mortal-like posture suddenly changed greatly.

"Boy, you're responsible for what you say!"

Although Wu Yangyu had already expected that this shop was not simple, he did not expect it to be so extraordinary, judging from the momentum of this young man, this person was even more terrifying than the great elder of his own family and others.

Great Elder, they are the powerhouses of the Martial Artist Eight Heavens, could it be that this young man in front of him has reached the Martial Ninth Heavens, or even stronger? It seems that in this Yuhua City, there is also a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and there are still strong people hiding here.

This thought only flashed in Wu Yangyu's heart.

His face was still looking at the other party indifferently, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he slowly said again:

"I said, these weapons are not in my eyes, the quality of the weapons is generally not mentioned, and the weight is too light, this is completely for women to play with, where is it like a weapon!"

"Light, a thing for women to play with?"

Looking at Wu Yangyu, the young man's body couldn't help but tremble for a while, obviously angry by Wu Yangyu's words:

"Hehehe, good, good, yes, in that case, I want to see your strength, you come with me!"

As he spoke, he walked straight to an inner door of the store.

After opening the inner door, the sound of striking iron that Wu Yangyu heard outside became clearer.

Here, there is a large courtyard, and about five or six men are holding hammers, refining the steel in their hands with a clang.

Faced with Wu Yangyu's appearance, they didn't care at all, they just glanced slightly towards this side.

"Come here!"

The young man glared at Wu Yangyu angrily and shouted, his tone was unpleasant.

As he spoke, he had already taken Wu Yangyu to a building.

As Wu Yangyu entered, he was immediately shocked by the situation in front of him.

In this, there are a dazzling display of weapons, although the number is not much, about fifty or sixty pieces, but these weapons are all cold, and there are faint streamers flickering in them.

Judging from the luster of these weapons, they are much higher than those displayed in the store.

Obviously, the weapons in this are the best of the best.

"Don't you have a lot of strength? there are six spears here, if you are qualified to use them, I will take you with me!"

"Are you sure?"

Wu Yangyu glanced at the other party with some surprise.

"Hmph, let's get excited when you can use it, but if you can't use them, you'll have to apologize for what you just said, and you'll have to pay twice the price for all the spears in the shop!"

This condition is not excessive, Wu Yangyu himself believes in his own strength, so there is no dissatisfaction and refutation.

"Buzz ......"

Make a move.

In the middle of this, a spear appeared in his hand.

It has to be said that this spear is at least three times heavier than the one outside.

Don't underestimate this three times, if it is placed on the body of an ordinary martial cultivator, this will definitely not be able to be performed normally, but for Wu Yangyu, this problem does not exist.

With the continuous cultivation of the "Fighting Spirit Technique", Wu Yangyu's strength is skyrocketing wildly, surpassing ordinary martial arts cultivation by too much.

After casually and easily casting a few spear flowers, Wu Yangyu shook his head without any reluctance at all.

The young man standing there couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"This one!"

Another silver spear, heavier than the one just now.

"Don't be too arrogant, remind you, this spear weighs five hundred catties, if you are injured when you use it, I don't care!"

The young man's words seemed to be shirking responsibility, but in fact he was reminding Wu Yangyu of his safety, which also made Wu Yangyu have a good impression of this guy, and nodded at the other party with a smile:

"Thanks for the pointers!"

"Sneer......"

Holding the gun in one hand, Wu Yangyu's face remained unchanged, and he quickly waved it hundreds of times in a row, but there was a touch of unhappiness on his face:

"It's still a little light......"

"This one!"

The sloppy young man's face twitched to the extreme, and he casually shouted again.

"Light!"

"It's still light!"

After trying the last 700-pound spear, Wu Yangyu smiled helplessly.

"You're ......!!"

The sloppy young man looked at Wu Yangyu speechless at this moment, and his expression was as if he was about to dissect Wu Yangyu's body to study it, and the smile on his face became a little speechless:

"A seven-hundred-pound weapon, even if it is a samurai-level powerhouse, is not easy to control, and the spear is even more difficult......"

Wu Yangyu shook his head helplessly:

"Maybe I'm born with divine powers, but this weight really doesn't suit me very well!"

Regarding the existence of the "Fighting Spirit Technique", Wu Yangyu naturally wouldn't say it, so he could only give such an answer.

"Looks like there's no suitable spear for me here, so I'd better look elsewhere!"

"Wait!"

Seeing that Wu Yangyu was about to leave, the sloppy young man suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong? Do you still have weapons?"

The young man gritted his teeth and stared at Wu Yangyu and said:

"There's a spear, but I don't know if you can pick it up!"

As he spoke, the young man pointed to one place and said.

"Huh?"

Following the other party's eyes, Wu Yangyu couldn't help but look over there.

I saw there, lying quietly a spear, the spear was about two meters long, the whole body was as black as ink, and the overall look was not the slightest fancy texture, but only a thick and heavy breath.

On top of this, it is covered with dust, like a hegemon who has been forgotten by the world, waiting for the moment when his master will hold it again!

The moment he saw this spear, Wu Yangyu liked it, and it was strong and direct, so that Wu Yangyu could be sure that this was the weapon he needed!

"Huh!"

Spread your palms.

Wu Yangyu quietly brushed away the dust on it.

Holding it with five fingers, a faint coolness surged all over the body.

"Boom!"

In just an instant, the war spear rang out, as if it were psychic, and a powerful spear intent surged out of it.

"Drink!"

The palm of his hand was forced, and with Wu Yangyu's low roar, suddenly, the spear had been lifted by him heavily.

Heavy!

It's just the first time I feel it, I can feel it, this spear definitely surpasses a thousand catties!

However, Wu Yangyu knew that although this weight was temporarily unsuitable for him, it was definitely suitable for himself, and in the stunned eyes of the sloppy young man, Wu Yangyu said with a smile:

"That's it!"

Facing Wu Yangyu's words, the sloppy young man did not give a positive answer, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes became more and more strange, and he stared at Wu Yangyu fiercely and shouted:

"You...... Is it a monster?"