Chapter Eighty-Eight: Twelve Throwing Knives

The old man looked solemn and handed over the kitchen knife to Tianci's hand, Tianci flicked the blade with his fingers, the sound of Jin Ming was pleasant, he still wanted to hear it again, and finally gritted his teeth and pulled a few hairs on the blade of the knife, "Heh!

Old Zhang Tou looked at Tianci happily and said, "What's the matter? It's not worse than yours, right?"

Tianci nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's still too much, it's still too much!" Old Zhangtou, I didn't expect you to have a unique skill!"

The smile on the face of the old Zhang Tou blossomed, so that Chiguoguo's compliment he accepted it calmly, and he was not embarrassed at all, which made Tianci a little embarrassed. Then the old man's eyes began to glow again www.biquge.info and the old man saw that it was broken, and the old man was going to say that my bones were surprised, so he quickly stopped: "Third master! You also have to worry about flying knives, I'll go outside first to take a breath, you are stuffy in this house, and your old man can stand it, just call me when you need my spiritual fire later!"

Lao Zhang sighed, his face was full of memories of life and loss that could not be concealed, and he lowered his head and said with a deep face: "I think that good materials like you are as rare as the black gold, I just ask casually, but I don't expect you to follow me to strike iron, don't forget that I have given you a knife in the future." ”

This made Tianci a little embarrassed, and felt a little faint loss for Lao Zhangtou, who was obviously limited to talent on the way to martial arts, and could only find the meaning of his existence in this life by spending time in this blacksmith shop.

Everyone wants to have a magnificent life, but not everyone has good luck, fortunately he can still enjoy his work, this age, do not look away but also have to look open, maybe when he was young he missed a lot of good opportunities, lingering or intoxicated or do not care about the scenery on the side of the road, in short, the confusion has reached this age, now it is too late to say or do anything, only a sigh, the sadness of the world and the sorrow in the heart. Tianci nodded again and again: "Thank you Third Master! Thank you Third Master! How can I forget you!"

"How many throwing knives do you want?" said the old man with a lonely look on his face, and effortlessly piled up a customary smile with the folds on his face.

"Twelve!" Tianci said lightly.

"Why not seven or nine?" Old Zhang Tou seemed to be a little surprised, because he also probably knew something, and it was useless to have too many throwing knives, and if one knife was missed, it might be in vain to send another ninety-nine, so it was not so useful.

Tianci naturally understands this truth, and this thing pays attention to a "good example!" , It's hard to imagine that Li Xunhuan lifted his robe, and there was a circle of flying knives around his waist like a grenade, that looked like a third-rate character, high because others never knew how many flying knives he had, and he never saw where his flying knives were, only when needed, he would hold the thin iron piece between his fingers, and it was not from the hands of some famous craftsman at all, nor did he have extravagant black gold mythril, it was just a mediocre mortal iron, not a knife, but a person. Just like Ah Fei's sword, people who don't know it think it's just a child's iron toy, but a master of Li Xunhuan's level understands that it is not only not a toy, but also extremely dangerous!

But Tianci can't be compared with Li Xunhuan, the martial arts don't matter, the dimensional space is different, but as far as the flying knife is concerned, Tianci is currently ...... How can I say it, let's not talk about it, he participated in military training and shot targets when he was in school, and the Bayi-style rifle hit a target of 100 meters, and he squinted his eyes for a long time, and he was stunned to see that there was a circle on the target, and he saw that there was something standing there, and the five bullets were deducted, only to hear a buddy next to him muttering: "Why is there smoke on the opposite mountain!" -- all off target, I have to say that this is also a miracle! The myopic eye really can't afford to hurt.

However, this embarrassment has become a thing of the past, and the quality of various parts has been comprehensively improved since the merger, as if the agricultural frame car has been replaced by a fully manual limited edition, and the scrapping period is infinitely extended.

Now eyesight should not be a big problem for God, but good eyesight is one thing, not necessarily good eyesight can be a sharpshooter, and eyesight and eyesight are not the same thing. Spirits and spirits are the key, and the accuracy also needs to be practiced day after day, this is the problem, if there is only one flying knife, wouldn't it be necessary to run back and forth for 200 meters every time you finish throwing it back and forth to pick it up and throw it back? That is a lot of trouble, it is right to get a few more first! Besides, be prepared, if you accidentally lose one or two, isn't there still a lot of them? You can't make a mistake! A hero is good, but the work attitude is also very important, and you have to be meticulous and meticulous, and there is no big mistake in being careful! Hehe!

When Lao Zhangtou handed over the twelve flying knives to Tianci for acceptance, according to Tianci's shameless style in the past, he would bargain with Lao Zhangtou, on the grounds that he was also involved in the labor, and burned the ground with spiritual fire with great effort, and at this time he was already sweating, panting like a cow, and his whole body was filled with a feeling of prostration.

Lao Zhangtou's meticulousness and conscientiousness moved him very much, seriousness is not only an attitude, but also a virtue, but also a kind of beauty, God has seen the beauty of Lao Zhangtou, and found that he is actually still relatively lacking in this regard, can not just point to the bursting luck and the top talent, luck will not always be good, talent is only with most people, at least the talent of Master Shuiyue's only disciple Yin Sainan is by no means below him, God knows if there will be any other spirit that day, the Tianyuan Continent is too big, and the Dongwu Empire is big enough, thinking of these not only makes him feel a little pressure, but also makes him feel very excited。

Back to his cabin, Tianci took out a flying knife from his waist and looked at it carefully, he felt that the two-finger-wide flying knife looked like a miniature version of the big knife, that is, the big knife cut at the heads of the devils, the two-inch blade, the one-inch handle, it didn't look very small, nor too big, the cold light was shining, just looking at it had a sharp feeling that was difficult to face, and he couldn't help but sigh again at the craftsmanship of Lao Zhangtou.

He has memorized all of the "Desperate Soul Breaker", maybe he didn't deliberately remember anything, he only discovered at this moment that his memory is actually very good, although he is not a genius who will never forget, but after reading it a few times, he can already remember every picture and point in the book clearly.

Tianci walked out of the cabin and looked at a big tree not far away, he judged that the distance from his feet to the big tree was about sixty meters, but he knew that this distance was actually very rough and must be inaccurate, whether he could accurately estimate the distance between himself and the target was actually an indispensable skill, it seemed that he still had a lot to learn and hon, and this sense of control over the distance would require long-term practice to have.

He took a deep breath, held his breath, and quietly listened to his heartbeat, he felt that his heartbeat was still too fast, which affected his hand, his hand seemed to be very stable, but only he knew it, in fact, it was a little trembling, but this kind of shaking could only be noticed by himself when he carefully experienced it, if there was someone else on the side at the moment, if this person was not very smart, he must have felt that his raised hand was very stable, but it was not.

He exhaled softly, at this moment he felt his hand shake again, this time more obviously than just now, he understood that neither exhaling nor inhaling was the best time to make a move, he took another deep breath, and listened carefully to the sound of his own heartbeat again, he felt that his hand was much more stable than the last breath, but it was still far behind.

His hand was raised high, and he gently pinched the hilt of the knife with the three fingers of his thumb, index finger and middle finger, staring at the big tree in front of him, he felt that the distance between him and the big tree seemed to be not sixty meters, but should be sixty-three meters, but he was still not very sure, but he felt that sixty-three meters was more accurate than sixty meters.

His hand had been raised, but the knife in his hand had not been released, and he had been in this position for two hours, and two hours earlier he had seen two old birds flying out of the nest on the top of the big tree, and now the two old birds had just returned, and the sun was about to set on the horizon, and all the birds were returning home.

Tianci still listened to his heartbeat, but he always felt that his heartbeat was too fast, and his hands kept shaking, and he felt trembling so much at this time, which was normal, no matter who he was, it would be strange if he didn't feel shaking after two hours in this position.

"His brother's waist, his hands are so sore!" Tianci put down his arm, looked at the big tree in the distance, and muttered to himself with some disappointment.

Tianci "practiced" like this for an afternoon, and when it was almost dark, the flying knife in his hand still hadn't been thrown out. Although there are many people living in this mountain col, they are all busy practicing, no one cares whether Tianci is standing or sitting, although Tianci's aiming posture of holding a small flying knife in his hand is very ecstatic, but the people who see it are just a few casual glances and are busy with themselves, or some people think that Tianci is practicing a very strange exercise, but they don't show too much interest in it.

And Tianci has always understood: don't take yourself too seriously, don't care too much about whether others notice you, because others are very busy, and don't pay much attention to an irrelevant person, just as he is just practicing his flying knife, and he doesn't want to know whether the people around him are practicing swords or swords, if he wants to know, it is only because he wants to know, not because others are really practicing swords or swords.