Storm of Kings

Zhou Lie said to Ma Lao: "I am interested in swords. I used to cast the giant Qin sword. Its aura is in my mind. As the so-called divine sword is alive, it will naturally produce induction when it encounters the same kind." &1t ;/p>

"What did you say?" Ma Lao widened his eyes, thinking he had heard it wrong.&1t;/p>

Li Longshun hurriedly finished the game: "Don't be angry, Mr. Ma, this kid is a cosp1ay fan, he calls himself princess wherever he goes. I brought them here to see the skills handed down by the ancestors, not comics all day long! Games! There should be more. Know some real things."&1t;/p>

Ma Lao looked at the four people suspiciously, and said with a cold face: "There is no real thing here! There are only toys, except for the box under me. You can take them whatever you like and go to the boss to check out."&1t;/p>

Li Longshun stepped forward and said: "Old Ma, the younger generation is here sincerely. The golden mesh you made for Brother Shen broke open last time, but we almost caught something good. Brother Shen said that the net is fine, it's the prey too. It's weird. I was going to visit Longquan Town, but communication and traffic have been experiencing problems recently. Now that the juniors have met, I want to ask for some baby from you!"&1t;/p>

"The gold mesh is broken?" Ma Lao frowned, muttering to himself: "Grandma's, why is it so weird these days? The mesh made by Lao Tzu can't hold the prey? It's not smooth to go to that ancient tomb. Encountered something very strange."&1t;/p>

As they were talking, Zhou Lie opened the house.&1t;/p>

Didn’t you say let him take it casually?The good things are naturally in the box under Ma's body, but the swords hanging on the wall are not bad.&1t;/p>

Hearing a "crack", Zhou Lie broke off a fancy steel knife. He watched the fracture carefully, shook his head and said: "The steel mouth is okay, but the number of forgings is too few, and the quenching is uneven."&1t;/p>

Old Ma coldly snorted: "Boy, don't look at the tattered goods. There is a Biquan sword built by my apprentice on the wall over there. You can pass it."&1t;/p>

"Good!" Zhou Lie came to the wall and opened the boxes one by one to watch&1t;/p>

After a while, he took out an extremely ordinary long sword without any modification in the scabbard, weighed it a few times in his hand, and pulled the sword out of the scabbard while holding down the spring.&1t;/p>

Old Ma noticed that when the kid pulled the sword, he moved very slowly, but the friction between the sword body and the scabbard produced some slight noises.This kind of sound won't feel anything to an layman, but it's completely different in his ears.&1t;/p>

The slight sound of the sword slammed down, and it seemed that the internal texture of the sword could be judged only by the sound!&1t;/p>

Zhou Lie held the sword in his hand, nodded and said, "Okay, use it carefully, so that it won't fall apart with a few tricks."

Old Ma wanted to say, can you die if you don't brag?But his mind flashed, thinking of certain legends in the industry.&1t;/p>

It is said that the swordsmiths before the Republic of China were master swordsmen. After a sword came out, whether it was good or bad, it was only necessary to flick the blade of the sword to distinguish it. However, this skill was lost, or the skill of the descendants was not enough.&1t;/p>

The sound of the sword body rubbing the scabbard just now seems to be similar to the rumored technique.The key is that this kid didn't even look at it and wanted to put this sword in his pocket. Is it just the sound of friction to judge?&1t;/p>

Elder Ma got serious and asked carefully: "You really know how to make a sword?"&1t;/p>

Zhou Lie shook his head: "No, there is no skill at all. I just forcibly cast it in accordance with the ancient method, and only cast a sword like the giant que. If you don't think of cutting the edge, it is a blunt sword in the world!" &1t;/p>

"Huh!" Ma Lao breathed a sigh of relief, dare to be so affectionate!It’s just to strike iron according to the old method,

Zhou Lie opened his schoolbag, shook it a few times and sprinkled a lot of money, and said: "I don't know how much this sword sells? There are only so many juniors here."&1t;/p>

Li Longshun thought to himself: "Hey, this kid is dressed in rags, and he carries so much money in his schoolbag? Is it a rich second-generation? No wonder two beautiful chicks are following him. It seems that I think the problem is simple. You can’t look good! Grandma Di, is it amazing to mine at home?"&1t;/p>

He didn't care about the tens of thousands of dollars, but this thin boy who was to be a princess didn't care about it!Pour in front of him like trash, he Li Longshun hates this kind of second-generation soil!&1t;/p>

Old Ma touched his beard, looked up and down Zhou Lie, and suddenly patted the wooden box under him and said, "I still have good things here, but you have to clarify, how the sound of pulling the sword out of the sheath just now caused the sound. Of?"&1t;/p>

"Sound?" Zhou Lie raised the long sword and flicked it lightly on the body. There was a clear sound of the sword, and Ma Lao's eyes widened.&1t;/p>

"Just play it! Cultivate the Bagua Palm to create dark energy, play it just right, and the sound will naturally fill the sword!"&1t;/p>

"You... how can you cultivate dark energy at your age?" Ma Lao was shocked. He was fairly familiar with the Chinese martial arts circle, but he had never heard of such an unusual young man.&1t;/p>

Zhou Lie smiled with a hand in hand: "I am a closed disciple of Dong Tianpeng in Zibo! The teacher taught physical education at the university before, and he passed on my real kung fu after retirement!"&1t;/p>

"That old man Dong who became the vice-chairman of the Provincial Wushu Association?" Ma Lao had really heard of this person, and he did have some influence in the circle, but this closed disciple received too good to be amazing!&1t;/p>

"Wait!" Ma Lao said, "Since your Bagua Palm has reached this state? Why buy a sword?"&1t;/p>

Zhou Lie said frankly: "Bagua Palm is an aid, and practicing sword is the fundamental."&1t;/p>

Hearing this, Mr. Ma couldn't wait to slap it over, because the child's head has a problem.An Jin, that's An Jin. How many Baguazhang natives can't reach this level in their whole life, but you told me Baguazhang is only an auxiliary, and sword training is the main thing. If you dare to brag and just do it without paying taxes?&1t;/p>

"Okay, you little bull, since you have roots, you can be considered a member of the circle. Come on! Look at the good things I have here." Ma Lao does not doubt that he has him. The total number of Huaxia martial arts circles is so big. The generations, and the real hermits of Zhongnan Mountain, there are not even three hundred famous figures.&1t;/p>

The number is really small, Dong Tianpeng counts as half of the sky, this is already very important.But after he cultivated such an apprentice, it was another matter!&1t;/p>

The apprentice wins glory for the master!As a master, your status in the circle will surely rise in the future.When the apprentice inherits the mantle of the master, it will be even more remarkable.&1t;/p>

Ma Lao even thinks that this kid's hard work may bring decades of glory to the Chinese martial arts world.&1t;/p>

Wang Ziqin and sisters looked at each other, wondering!When did the nerd get involved with the vice president of the Wushu Association?And listening to Ma's words, [31 novels] This boring and boring kid seems to know martial arts?&1t;/p>

Li Longshun is also very strange. The silly son of the rich soil seems to have some background, but so what?This pair of little beauties is a gift from heaven. On his one-third acre of land, there are some ways to clean up this stinky little boy.&1t;/p>

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