The whole is made of solid pear wood and is a deep brown color.

The weapon rack is filled with many common weapons, including swords, spears, halberds, and even bows and arrows.

Especially at the very bottom, there was a dark green beheading knife sticking vertically, which shone with a deep luster!

The knife has been sharpened, and the blade that touches the ground is slightly rusty, but its cold light has not diminished.

Especially the handle, which is shaped like a tiger and looks lifelike.

The whole knife exudes a fierce and bloody aura!

Somehow, Li Qinglin's attention was directly attracted by this knife!

Seeing that Li Qinglin's eyes were fixed on the knife, Master Fuwu began to explain, "This knife is called the Tiger Beheading Knife, and it is the only ten-forged weapon in this weapon rack.

Only after a thousand forgings can a precious blade be forged! The common weapons used by ordinary people in the mountains are basically just forged once, and made casually by the blacksmith.

Only when it reaches the tenth level of forging can it be forged by a master craftsman. It is a real killing weapon! Only a martial artist can activate it. "

Master Fu Wu's hand gently brushed the cold blade of the Tiger Beheading Sword, the sound was slight, as if he was afraid of waking up the sword.

“It’s a pity that this knife had a problem when it was being cast and quenched to remove impurities, and some of the rough material was not completely removed, resulting in it being extremely heavy.

Even a warrior who has reached the second level of Locking Essence: Strengthening Flesh Stage, may not be able to wield it normally.

This is placed in the parade grounds for you to see.”

Extremely heavy?

The more Li Qinglin listened, the more he liked this tiger-holding beheading knife.

Heavy is powerful! Heavy is beautiful!

Before Li Qinglin broke through to the martial arts master, his strength was already at the limit of the mortal world! After the breakthrough, his brute force was like a flood and a beast, more than just pulling a cow backwards? Only this kind of steel giant blade that was scratched and killed could fully bring out Li Qinglin's advantages!

"We have to find a way to get it!"

Li Qinglin felt itchy in his heart and wanted to empty the weapons rack overnight.

Li Qinglin stepped forward, bent his legs slightly, lowered his body, grabbed the knife handle with his right hand, and then exerted a little force...

Dust is flying,

The tiger-holding beheading sword was faintly awakened, and a buzzing sound lingered around the blade, like bursts of muffled thunder.

"It's so heavy... but I think I can lift it completely!"

Li Qinglin's heart moved, but his hands loosened. He pretended to be struggling and put down the tiger-biting beheading knife while panting.

"Not bad, not bad, your strength has increased again! If you continue to hone your body, you may be able to control this beheading knife at the level of tight membrane!"

Master Fu Wu showed a hint of approval on his face.

He didn't know what he was thinking about, and was a little distracted. There was a different flavor in his eyes when he looked at Li Qinglin.

Just stood there in a daze.

On the training ground, the heavy sound of martial arts training continued incessantly, and the clanging of stone locks hitting the ground became more frequent than usual.

Many people often secretly looked at Li Qinglin, with deep envy in their eyes.

"What a genius! He actually gave me some special treatment!"

These people are almost biting their teeth.

Miao Miao felt a sense of crisis.

In front of her, Pang Dazhuang broke through to the martial arts master level before her, and in the back , Li Qinglin caught up with her! The title of the big sister of the Dingzi training ground was shaky! "You deserve to be beaten, you all deserve to be beaten! I'm going to knock all your heads off!!"

Miao Miao muttered to herself fiercely, practicing martial arts like crazy! ...

Gently wipe the dust off the beheading knife with deerskin, and then smear the blade with cotton gauze dipped in a little lard.

Li Qinglin's eyes were focused and his movements were slow and careful.

In fact, it stands to reason that Li Qinglin, who has already broken through to become a martial artist, is qualified to negotiate with the Wang family and return his household registration.

But Li Qinglin had inquired and found that in the past ten years, all those who had been promoted from tenants in the outer courtyard to martial arts masters had their household registration returned, but none of them left the Wang residence.

Either they became security guards or martial artists in the training grounds.

Or... disappear forever.

In fact, it is easy to understand. The Wang family opened an external school at a very low price to teach martial arts to the tenants.

Naturally, the idea is to train private soldiers and promote internally.

How could they let him go so easily?

As for joining the Wang Residence...

A real man lives between heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and inferior to others for a long time? !

Li Qinglin was unwilling to bow down and depend on others anymore!

"It's not uncommon to achieve a great success in a month. But to break through to the Martial Master level in a month, especially for a peasant with no background, is too shocking."

"Wait a few more months and maybe my pioneering service will be the opportunity. Then I can expose my martial arts skills and be accepted by the world."

"It's just that before that, the refining method has the herbs-collecting and standing meditation, which is not very urgent. But the means of protecting the way and killing are too simple, and it seems that I should master a means of long-range attack."

Although the Herb-Gathering and Standing Posture Exercise is not a mainstream practice, it also roughly involves the practice tips for tightening the skin membrane at this stage.

Later, you just need to find a suitable method to practice. In a short period of time, you can continue to polish your body and tighten the membrane.

But the fighting method, especially the method of controlling the weapon, is the most important! How can it be as convenient to cut down the grass with bare hands as holding a magic weapon? !

As for weapons, use a heavy sword!

For long-range attacks, you can use the bow and arrow shooting! For fist and foot skills, you can also use the Eighteen Rolling Falls.

In the morning, the figure of the charcoal seller at the back door is still vivid in my mind.

Just a glance made him feel as if he was facing a formidable enemy, with no control over his life or death.

Li Qinglin felt a strong sense of crisis.

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"Why, there are always people who want to disrupt my peaceful life?!"

Li Qinglin's eyes were fierce, like a wolf walking alone in the wilderness.

He looked up at Master Fu Wu who had been in a daze for a long time, and asked, "Master Fu, at this stage, is there any way for me to acquire the sword skills and the shooting skills?"

Seeing Master Fu Wu come back to his senses and look at him.

Li Qinglin explained: “Although I punched loudly, I am still only one step away from becoming a martial artist, but I don’t know when or where I can break through.

Before that, maybe if I practice other martial arts and tap into my brute force, I can draw inferences from other things and help me break through?"

Sword skills? Archery skills?

Somehow, Master Fu Wu's gaze towards Li Qinglin became more and more weird.

He hesitated, but said,

"No, there is no way."

Li Qinglin was delighted and immediately stood up, bowed to Master Fu Wu and said, "Please give me some advice, Master Fu!"

Master Fu Wu looked around, lowered his voice, and said softly,

"The Dharma is not easily passed on. If you want to learn, you can find me in the guest room of the South Wing."

…

"Is that knife really that heavy? It doesn't look that big."

"Li Qinglin only barely picked up a little bit, so why is Master Fu Wu so surprised?

"I don't believe it!"

Li Qinglin came from behind and the task of cleaning the training ground naturally fell on other people.

Because the road was wider and Donkey Face held Li Qinglin's thigh tightly, he was naturally spared from such hard work.

The others dispersed, leaving behind two or three tenants. One of the sturdy tenants suddenly dropped his broom and walked towards the weapons rack.

"Fusheng! Are you courting death? How dare you touch a weapon without Master Fuwu's permission!"

The other two tried to dissuade him in surprise.

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know?!"

Fusheng turned around and glared at the other two with a warning.

Then he quickly walked to the beheading knife, assumed a standing posture, and wrapped his hands around the handle.

“Get up… for me!!”

Fusheng clenched his teeth, the veins on his neck were exposed, and his whole face turned red and warm.

But the tiger-beheading knife did not move at all.

"I don't believe it! Get up!!"

Fusheng tried his best.

However……

Phew!

A violent nosebleed gushed out of his nose and Fusheng took two steps back. The huge intracranial pressure made him see stars. His legs went limp and he fell backwards.

"How is it possible that he is so strong?"

In the blurred consciousness, a terrible thought emerged.

"Could it be that Brother Yu's injury is..."

(End of this chapter)