NO.0042 PREPARATION

The big man's unfinished words were completely blocked in his throat, and it took a while to react, and he stood up with a smile of rage, and opened his big hand to grab the long hair of the shawl of the young man in front of him, as if he wanted to teach this kid a lesson.

Sand!

Seeing that the palm of his hand was about to touch the young man's hair, Dahan suddenly noticed a flash of light in front of his eyes, and then the pain in his heart was transmitted from the palm of his hand. When he raised his arm tremblingly, he found that the four fingers of his entire left hand had been broken together, and Yang Long didn't know when he had untied the short sword from his belt and held it in his hand.

"Ahh Without looking, Yang Long popped up a silver coin towards the counter, and the bar owner who had just shown his anger suddenly had a smile on his face.

The rest of the big men who were watching the farce on the side all gasped, the ruthlessness of the young man's shot and his familiarity with the bar culture let them know that they had encountered an iron nail this time, and after looking at each other a few times, they turned their heads and never dared to peep at Yang Long again. The waiter at the bar hurriedly stepped forward to carry away the big man who had fainted on the ground, and carefully cleaned the floor where Yang Long was.

Throwing out a silver coin again to send away the smiling waiter, Yang Long sat aside and ate slowly. As time passed, people kept coming and going in and out of the tavern, and it didn't take him a few hours before he got the information he wanted.

"Hey, have you heard? Young Master Fam was promoted to the middle rank of the fifth order not long ago!" A sergeant in his twenties wearing a leather armor waist and crotch bronze sword showed off to his companions the gossip he had heard: "It's only been a year since he was promoted to the fifth rank, Young Master Fam is really a genius!"

"You forgot what you said, now you want to call Young Master Fam a viscount!" Another sergeant, who was not much different in age from his companion and had exactly the same costume and equipment, reminded: "Lord Viscount has inherited the title of Lord Carlin, and then tell Young Master Fam to be careful that you can't finish eating and walking." ”

"Lord Viscount Fam is so gentle, how can he teach his subordinates a lesson for this trivial matter, you think it's the waste of Beru" The previous sergeant obviously didn't take his companion's words to heart, and after taking a sip of beer, he was interrupted just after saying a sarcastic remark without any intention.

"Shhh Not only that, but Lord Viscount also sent his followers to look after Baron Beru, which is actually house arrest"

What followed was a non-nutritious conversation, one about the discovery of a bakery in the north of the city, and the presence of a very good-looking woman selling bread, and another about the recent increase in the number of outsiders who had come to the territory, as if there was a terrible plague elsewhere that would turn the living into monsters and so on.

The drunken two didn't notice that the strange boy who looked a little stupid not far from them had listened to their words word for word. It was because of their drunken gibberish that the Karin-Rip family suffered one of the worst retaliations in more than a decade, and this revenge caused panic and turmoil in the territory.

"That guy actually became a city lord, no wonder he stayed for so long and didn't hear anything else about it. Yang Long secretly thought about countermeasures, now that he knew where Beilu was, there was no need to continue wasting time here.

In fact, Yang Long also thought about killing Karlin Castle directly to see how the so-called fifth-order warriors were doing, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that he still couldn't be too impulsive. Judging from the difference in physical fitness between Haken and Old John, the fifth-order powerhouse has almost reached the level of the Qilin in the previous life, and the physical fitness alone has no chance of winning.

And after that battle with Andy, Yang Long felt that perhaps because of the single combat skills in this world, the spirit and aura between the professionals were trained to be very strong, and a year ago, with the physical fitness of the first-order median, he could feel the suppression of his aura from the second-order superior, if he now challenged the powerhouse of the fifth order with the strength of the second-order median, then the pressure on the aura would definitely be very great.

Yang Long, who is currently unable to practice ancient martial arts, has lost his most proficient fighting method, and in his previous life, he never touched a cold weapon like a sword. After lacking the use of qi, Yang Long was forced to fight according to the fighting methods he didn't like and the enemy who had inherited thousands of years of fighting methods, and he now had no confidence in defeating a strong man who was several levels higher than himself.

Moreover, the first-order upper-level Beilu has second-order powerhouses as followers, and there will definitely be no fewer fifth-order Fam followers, maybe there are so many who have more than their own strength level. Blindly rushing to challenge is just letting yourself die early in the end. After figuring this out, Yang Long gave up his plan to enter Karlin Castle and set the target of revenge on Bem Town.

After hearing the information needed, Yang Long did not rush to leave, he first went to the top armory shop in Carlin City to customize weapons for himself. After spending a whole gold coin, a silver-white bronze longsword with a total length of one meter and four meters, which is said to be infused with a small amount of rare ore, became Yang Long's main weapon.

In addition, Yang Long once again spent a gold coin to ask the blacksmith to make ten flying knives the size of a palm, three fingers wide, and as thin as wings, according to the drawings he had drawn, and the overall streamlined material of the flying knives was the same as that of the long sword. With these specially crafted weapons that he completely disdained in his previous life, Yang Long could surprise any enemy who underestimated him.

Without pity, the remaining ten or so silver coins purchased a complete set of clothes, and the fully armed Yang Long had a new look, and the good genes of the Grove family made Bin's face handsome, coupled with Yang Long's cold expression as always, it made people look like a heroic and strange feeling.

With the last few remaining silver coins, he opened a room in the tavern, rejecting several groups of self-promoting prostitutes, and even driving out a young woman who wanted to pay for Yang Long's company. After more than a year of absence, he slept on a warm and soft bed again, Yang Long slept very sweetly, and fell asleep after a while.