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Chapter 28 People can also be polished
After one night, Du Chengfeng felt that he had grown a lot.

In the past, due to the previous experience in Yang's ancestral hall, he had always been concerned about the matter of "sharpening the knife", so when preparing to deal with those warhammer bones, he also habitually wanted to use the whetstone—— This is of course impossible to do. How can the hammer head be sharpened?

But now, he has figured it out.

Rather than "sharpening the sword", it is more accurate to say "maintenance of the weapon".Knives have their own way of sharpening, and swords have their own way of sharpening. When it comes to whips, maces, and hammers, the maintenance methods are even more different.

But at its root, the essence of sharpening a sword is to understand the condition of the weapon, repair the hidden damage of the weapon, and detect every trace on the weapon.

It's just that this process is somewhat dangerous for most people.

"call……"

After wiping the last bone, Du Chengfeng came back to his senses and heaved a sigh of relief.

Contrary to his expectations, grinding these dozens of war hammer bones consumes more energy than polishing those scimitars—and the reason is that the original holders of these war hammer bones are generally more powerful than those curved knives. The holder of the knife is stronger and kills more.

This surprised Du Chengfeng. He originally thought that the barbarians who used scimitars would kill more people, but the users of Guduo, a seemingly crude weapon, must be weaker soldiers.

But who would have thought that the algorithm of Mobei Grassland is completely different. Those who have some wealth will prepare a scimitar for themselves before going to the battlefield, but the scimitar may not see a few blood. The prairie warriors who couldn't even afford a scimitar were more willing to wave the bones in their hands crazily and smash the heads of their opponents one after another.

"You can't judge by appearance... the same goes for weapons."

Du Chengfeng couldn't help sighing.

But rather than the weapons themselves, he cared more about what he just saw on the weapons.

Every time he polished a scimitar, he could hear a speech from He Xiqing, and every time he finished polishing a warhammer, he could feel the enthusiasm of a grassland warrior—these barbarians were not just Brainless stragglers, their loyalty to Hexi Qing can even be called crazy, but any grassland warriors with some ambitions will serve Hexi Qing as a kind of honor, and under Hexi Qing's order, They are even willing to die.

This also gave Du Chengfeng a deeper understanding of the enemy he was about to face.

It was not only a humanoid monster like a demon god, but also a leading general with a strong appeal.

"Why does it seem to be getting harder and harder to fight..."

Du Chengfeng's heart sank when he thought of those prairie warriors raising their arms and roaring in the camp.

It is by no means an easy task to fight against such a monster by oneself, not to mention that the news from Yangjiabao cannot be blocked for long.With He Xiqing's keenness, I'm afraid he will soon find out that his brother went out to train but has not returned yet.

Not enough, not powerful enough.

Even if he has mastered the method of polishing his body as a weapon and has a method that can fundamentally improve his combat power, the speed at which this method takes effect is still too slow after all.

Faster, even faster, he still needs some faster ways.

But now, there was a shortcut right in front of him.

Just pick up the big ax with a simple pattern and chop more...

"Be honest."

The broadsword hit the ax blade, and Du Chengfeng's original desire to kill and see blood disappeared immediately.

But this time, although the ax did calm down, Du Chengfeng's heart could not completely calm down.

He Xiqing's ferocious figure weighed on his heart like a huge mountain. Facing this kind of formidable enemy who could hardly see any weaknesses, no one could truly maintain peace of mind.

Could it be that He Xiqing is really an omnipotent all-rounder as his brother said?
"It shouldn't be, there must be a solution."

Taking a deep breath, Du Chengfeng decided not to put pressure on himself, but to think about something relaxing and have fun.

For example, take stock of the gains from this polishing.

Perhaps because he threw the unlucky scimitar out of the door, his harvest this time was much better than before. These bone war hammers not only brought him a wealth of skills in the use of strike weapons, but also There are also many weapons with the unique methods of strengthening the body of the men of Mobei.

Thinking about it, the Guduo Hammer has no point or blade, and if you want to hurt people, you really need to have enough strength.

If there is something wrong with it, it is that these methods of strengthening the body are too strict.

Some carried logs and ran in the ice and snow, and some hit the big trees with their bodies in the cold wind. Some prairie warriors herding sheep would carry dozens of kilograms of sheep as exercise equipment, and some prairie warriors simply waved big sticks when they had nothing to do. From a wooden stick of about ten catties, to a heavy iron club weighing more than a hundred catties.

Of course, a heavy iron rod of hundreds of catties is definitely not suitable for use on the battlefield, but once the body gets used to the heavy weight, when it is time to switch back to the Guduo Warhammer in battle, it will be extremely light, and a Guduo can be swung quickly Like the wind, it can even be faster than a sword.

That is to say, after undergoing such rigorous training, those Mobei warriors could polish themselves to be as strong as iron.

But for Du Chengfeng, these are all okay. At least compared to the extreme training method of "swinging three thousand swords a day" that he learned before, the training methods of these prairie warriors seem to be more reliable. , is also more feasible.

If you want to go head-to-head with iron, you must polish yourself into fine steel.

At this moment, Du Chengfeng had already decided that he would try all these training methods.

He wanted to see where the limit of his will was.

"Come on! Go on"

But just when Du Chengfeng was about to work out his muscles and bones again before resting, someone pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

Knowing that the small courtyard can be entered without knocking, it is naturally not a stranger, but what Du Chengfeng did not expect was that it was not Li Carpenter who was more familiar with him, but the old man Yang Xuan who was not familiar with him.

"Strong man! Happy event! Happy event!"

Yang Xuan didn't even bring anyone with him this time, and rushed over at a trot all the way.

"The strong man asked me, Mrs. Yang, to help collect weapons, and now I have received a good one!"

"……Oh?"

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng saw Yang Xuan holding a sheathed long sword in his arms.

The old long knife was not out of its sheath, and looked ordinary.

"You said this?"

"Strong man, this knife just looks plain."

Seeing Du Chengfeng's lack of interest, Yang Xuan quickly handed over the knife.

"This knife is indeed cheap, but it is the fast knife Liu Qingyun's pocket knife. If Liu Qingyun hadn't been approached by Cui Yuan and then killed by a sword in a duel, the price of this knife may be too high. Unable to receive..."

"Will you wait?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help being taken aback.

"You just said, who killed whom?"

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