Chapter 8: Black Iron Fist (Part II)

"This is for you!" Taking out the fist gloves, Chen Tieshan handed it to Lu Qiancheng. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This is a pair of split-finger gloves, the whole body is jet black, but it is smaller than the average full set, and it is made of the skin of an unknown animal, and four pieces of black metal with a slight metallic luster are inlaid at the joints of the four fingers, and the center of these metal pieces is slightly bulging, obviously not used for jousting.

"Smack!"

With a soft sound, the self-fist routine was launched on Lu Qiancheng's bed in an instant.

"Fist gloves!" Lu Qiancheng opened his eyes at this time.

For close-range attack martial artists, their weapon is the fist palm, especially if a martial artist like Qiancheng can have a good pair of fist gloves, then the combat power can be increased by at least more than three percent.

After all, flesh and blood are obviously not enough compared to weapons, especially below the internal force realm, because without the blessing of internal force, there is no way to defend against cold weapons.

But if you have a full set, it's different, not only can you catch the white blade empty-handed, but even attack the enemy with the metal attached to the gloves to cause serious injuries.

"This is what my father asked me to bring to you!" Chen Tieshan just smiled, and said lightly: "I've never seen you use this thing, and seeing that the martial arts conference is starting to start, is it difficult that you still want to use a pair of fists to fight those martial artists with weapons?"

So I told my dad some time ago, I didn't expect to get it so quickly, and now it's time to give you a game!"

What he said was called a light cloud, like this pair of gloves is simply a cabbage.

But Lu Qiancheng didn't think so!

He originally wanted to pick up the gloves and look at them carefully, but when he started the black gloves, he felt that it was very heavy.

"Bah!"

Lu Qiancheng was taken aback!

This pair of gloves is not large, but it weighs more than ten pounds, which undoubtedly surprised him!

I know that even the most expensive boxing gloves sold in the martial arts hall are only about seven or eight catties, but this pair of gloves actually weighs more than ten catties, and the volume of this boxing gloves is only two-thirds of half of the gloves, which undoubtedly makes Lu Qiancheng very solemn.

Holding it in his hand, Lu Qiancheng saw that the skin on this pair of gloves was actually the same material as Chen Tieshan's soft hedgehog armor, and the metal sheet was even more simple, although this metal piece was jet black, it was glorious and restrained, and it was fundamentally the same as ordinary metal, and the thick and atmospheric texture made him instantly think of a name - Cold Iron!.

Obviously, this fist glove is made of hundred-year-old python skin and cold iron!

Such a thing is simply not available to ordinary people, and its price is simply incalculable!

You must know that it is impossible for such a fist to circulate in the market, in Lu Qiancheng's opinion, this should be from the hand of a certain weapon master!

"I'm afraid this pair of gloves is not cheap, right?" Although Lu Qiancheng liked it, he also knew the value of the gloves, and after thinking about it, he decided to return it to Chen Tieshan.

He deserves such a good thing!

"What's wrong? Don't look down?" Chen Tieshan didn't reach out to pick it up, but asked rhetorically.

"How can you look down on it!" Lu Qiancheng said solemnly: "Such a thing is like a dream, but this pair of gloves is too valuable!"

Lu Qiancheng was telling the truth, even if such a fist was bought by a person who offered a million Yanlong coins, he would definitely be able to eliminate a long dragon.

As he thought, he was really embarrassed to accept it.

"I thought you didn't like it!" Hearing Lu Qiancheng's explanation, Chen Tieshan breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Dude, you're just slapping me in the face!

I'll be honest with you, this pair of gloves is made of hundred-year-old python skin like my soft hedgehog armor, and it was specially added with cold iron for the sake of the battle, which my father spent a lot of effort to get, but he never thought that he would lie to you!"

"But... But this boxing glove is too valuable!" "Why doesn't Lu Qiancheng want to keep it for himself?"

If he used this boxing glove, it would definitely be bullish, but he also understood that this was Chen Tieshan's father's reward for him to know Chen Tieshan's cultivation.

Otherwise, how could this pair of gloves appear in Chen Tishan's hands.

"This fist glove is specially given to you, don't ink it, try it!" Chen Tieshan saw Lu Qiancheng hesitate for the first time, so he hurriedly said: "Although the fist gloves are valuable, they are not worth mentioning at all compared to your golden bell jar exercises!

Besides, with it, you have a better chance of entering the top ten, and wouldn't it be better for us to enter the inner courtyard together when the time comes?"

Lu Qiancheng didn't know that Chen Tieshan was encouraging him to accept the gloves, but since he had already said this, it would be hypocritical to refuse.

At that moment, Lu Qiancheng began to bring his boxing gloves.

Not to mention, when I first saw that this boxing glove was not big, it was only when I really carried it in my hand that Lu Qiancheng found that the whole Australia made of this century-old python skin was actually close to the skin, like underwear, with very strong elasticity.

"Good gloves!" Lu Qiancheng couldn't help but praise.

Martial artists, especially martial artists like Sho Qiancheng, have the second most important thing in terms of attack power, and the most important thing for them is flexibility, and although the fists are bigger after these fists are belted, there is no discomfort at all.

On the contrary, this pair of gloves is no different from the fur on Lu Qiancheng's hands, which shows that the aggressiveness and power transmission of this pair of gloves are simply perfect to the extreme.

With joy in his heart, Lu Qiancheng suddenly turned over, and now he couldn't help but want to try the power of the fist gloves to treat the enemy.

"Okay, that's it!" Chen Tieshan returned to the edge of the bed and sat down, saying, "This pair of gloves has another name, it's called Black Shadow!"

"Black shadow?" Lu Qiancheng also muttered the name of the boxing gloves.

I saw that he looked at the black shadow very carefully before saying, "This name is quite appropriate, is it a black fist shadow?"

"Hmm!" Chen Tieshan nodded, even as he said: "This pair of fists integrates offense and defense, just like the ghost seen in the night, one blow is enough to kill people!"

The main reason for the high density of the cold iron is that this sturdiness is like a black shadow when it is shot at night.

So that's a really apt name.

Not to mention, when he was still drowsy just now, Lu Qiancheng was still ready to rest, but now his head was full of excitement, and he couldn't wait to experiment.

"Well, that's right, then I'll go out and try it out and see how powerful it is?" Lu Qiancheng smiled, turned over, pulled Chen Tieshan and walked towards the grove.

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