Because Zhao Hao used the author's perspective as a magic skill, he had long known that the opponent's hole card was just a third-level wolf tooth sword of ordinary quality, so he was more relaxed.

When Liu San saw Zhao Hao's attitude, he was even more angry, you kid is really real! Don't even take me seriously? Look at me teaching you a lesson for your father! Liu San beckoned the little second son to take the wolf's tooth sword, Liu San quickly pulled out the scabbard, and the cold light flashed, which was terrifying.

The wolf fangs selected for this wolf tooth sword are the wolf fangs of the third-level Northern Underworld Polar Wolves, fused into the sword qi, and the cold light splashed everywhere, making people shudder.

Zhao Hao thought to himself, this Liu San's casting level is actually in the past, the materials used in this sword are good, although the quality is not high, but it is a test of a caster's casting skills, and it is not easy for Liu San to be able to make such a sword with such momentum.

When Zhao Hao was admiring this sword, Liu San was proud, he was stupid by my sword qi, right? He shouted, "Zhao Hao, hurry up and take out the sword, it's better than me to take your shop!"

He has made no secret of his ambitions now.

Zhao Hao also took out his low-imitation slashing sword, Liu San took a cursory look at Zhao Hao's sword, it was a nondescript shape, such a randomly cast sword was despised by all foundries, and he didn't see the sword aura of the third-level weapon, Liu San was even more confident in his heart.

"Lots of advice. Zhao Hao said softly.

And the desert lone man raised his concerns, "This Boss Liu exudes a spiritual root qi, and Brother Zhao Hao does not, if you fight with your own sword, I'm afraid it will be unfair." ”

"Don't worry about it, even if you don't have a spiritual root, relying on my sword alone is enough to abuse him!" Zhao Hao smiled confidently.

There is such an expression! Liu San saw this expression again many years later! The expression of Zhao Shenjiang back then, with nothing in his eyes and no one in his eyes! This was his nightmare for many years, and until now, it often appears in his dreams.

"Don't talk wildly, Zhao Hao!" Liu San swooped over with a wolf's tooth sword, and it was a heavy split, although Liu San was older, he was still a middle-aged man, strong and strong, plus the perennial exercise of the blacksmith's work, his physical fitness was very strong.

Zhao Hao rolled sideways and dodged the blow, and Liu San's heavy slash slashed on the chair, splitting the chair in half.

"Good guy, it's really ruthless! if that trick just happened to me, would it still be necessary?" Zhao Hao said with palpitations.

"Do you know how to run? Why don't you come to fight the sword? Are you afraid?" Liu San smiled slightly, the cold light on the wolf tooth sword gradually faded, and was replaced by a wave of red qi, enveloping the entire sword body, even if it was far away, Zhao Hao could feel that power.

The author's perspective was automatically activated, and Zhao Hao and the desert lone man exclaimed in unison, "It's the spiritual root!"

That's right, Liu San used the power of the spiritual root, although he is a foundry, but at the same time he also has a spiritual root, even if he has not deliberately trained into a combat profession, the difference between having a spiritual root and not having a spiritual root is very big. Liu San spontaneously awakened the use of the spiritual root in the boring work day after day, and cultivated combat skills.

"Flame Spirit Root, Burning Sword!" Liu San waved his sword from afar, and the sword qi rushed towards Zhao Hao, and Zhao Hao, who had no other ability, could only use his sword to resist it.

After a burst of gunsmoke, Zhao Hao walked out of the smoke screen, his shirt was basically burned by the fire, but the sword in his hand was still shining silver.

"Fortunately, the sword is hard enough!" Zhao Hao said sincerely.

"Boy, don't be complacent too early!" Liu San's heart was also very surprised at this time, what was going on? This is impossible? Could it be that Zhao Hao's sword has already reached the level of the second-level peak? It can actually withstand his full strength, even if it is a non-physical attack, that ordinary second-level weapon can't withstand it.

"It seems to be serious!" Liu San clenched the wolf's tooth sword and flew in Zhao Hao's direction, this time the flame-like spiritual root power did not burn again, Zhao Hao couldn't dodge, so he took it with the sword of the slashing god.

The two swords collided together, and Liu San laughed.

"Boy, don't you think that the power of my spiritual root is exhausted? Then you will be fooled!

The power of the flame-like spiritual root once again covered the sword body, and the wolf tooth sword itself increased by half a level, reaching the peak level of the third level.

Zhao Hao complained in his heart, what the hell, I didn't think about it so much at all, I just didn't want to spend it with you anymore, so I just hit it with one blow.

Liu San saw that Zhao Hao was unmoved, so he stepped up his strength, "Flame Spirit Root, slash hard!"

The powerful power of the spiritual root is attached to the third-level wolf's tooth sword, and the current wolf's tooth sword strength is infinitely close to the fourth-level level, Liu San thinks that the victory is in his hands, due to the collision of huge energy, the surrounding environment heats up, the floor is bursting open, debris and sand and stones are flooding in the lobby, and the desert lone man and Xiao Erzi can't see what happened inside clearly.

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"Hah...... Ha...... Brat...... You're going to lose......" Liu San looked at the fallen Zhao Hao and said proudly.

Zhao Hao stood up and raised the sword in his hand, not in the slightest damage.

"How can ......this be! You're fake!" Liu San got up hysterically, "Let's do it again!"

Zhao Hao smiled, "Look at the sword in your hand, are you sure you can come again?"

Liu San looked at the sword in his hand, a third-level wolf tooth sword was actually cut to only one hilt under the blessing of the power of the spiritual root, and the exposed section was very smooth.

The little second son and the desert lone man were stunned.

"You...... No way...... I'm a level 3 weapon...... How could it be!?" Liu San didn't believe what was happening and shouted.

"This is where you underestimate others, yours is a third-level weapon, and this one of mine is a real fourth-level weapon. Zhao Hao said.

"Four...... Fourth-level ......" Liu Sanyi sat on the ground, the little second son hurriedly came to help him, and the desert lone man was also dumbfounded, these years, can you actually see a fourth-level divine soldier in such a small place?

Zhao Hao looked at the appearance of these people who did not grow up, and secretly laughed in his heart, so let you see the true artifact of the tenth level, don't you have to be scared?

Liu San sat on the ground paralyzed, no matter how the little second son helped, he didn't get up, this time it was not only a matter of being robbed of a guest, but he was also stupid to put his own store in, and the most important thing is that this Zhao Hao can actually create a fourth-level divine soldier, so he will really not be able to mix in the foundry industry in the future, Liu San recalled the fear of being dominated by the Zhao family in those years.