The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

　　　　 Although Alicia knows that there is a weapon shop run by a dwarf in Bota, the exact location is unclear. Zhang Hao tried to ask a few passers-by, either ignoring Zhang Hao, or just pointing randomly, but Zhang Hao and Alicia went around the city, and finally got lost and returned to the mercenary union. I can't remember the way.

Finally, Alicia tried to ask a passerby. The guy was a middle-aged man. As soon as he saw Alicia, he became extremely enthusiastic. Not only did he specify the route in detail, but he also wanted to volunteer to lead Alicia. But Alicia flatly refused, and the middle-aged man could only leave in disappointment. Seeing this, Zhang Hao could only smile bitterly on the side: The law of beauty, as expected, is the same there.

　　 The two followed the route given by the middle-aged man to the north of the city where the weapon shop was located. Although the weapon shop is in the middle of the city, Zhang Hao can hear the sound of iron beating from a distance. Although the sound is not harsh, it is extremely heavy. Every sound is like a beating on the heart. Obviously the power of the beating person Amazingly big. After walking for a hundred steps, I saw a large bungalow with thick black smoke from the four thick chimneys above it. This shop is quite large. There is a sign hanging above the main entrance with a black sledge hammer engraved in the middle of the sign. There is also a counter at the entrance of the store with a variety of weapons, but each weapon has only One piece, Zhang Hao guessed that most of the weapons in the counter were samples. Just walked into the store, a heat wave rushed in. The four melting pots in the room kept blazing red flames, standing in front of each melting pot. There are two dwarves, one is responsible for watching the fire, and the other is beating the red iron embryo.

　　 This is not so much a weapon shop, as it is a shop that sells on the spot. It was the first time that Zhang Hao saw such a short person. They were as high as Zhang Hao's waist. No wonder he was called a ‘dwarf’. These dwarves are all red-haired and bronze-bearded, with big faces and high noses. In Zhang Hao’s eyes, they are all carved out of the same mold. These dwarves have naked upper bodies, and their bodies are full of strong muscles, but because they are too short Relationship, but it looks a bit like a round little fat man, very funny.

　　 The heat in the workshop is amazing. Zhang Hao has Tai Chi internal power protection body, which doesn't feel much, but Alicia can't stand it. She sweats profusely on her head, and the hair between her cheeks is tightly pressed against her face. When Zhang Hao saw this, he said distressed: "Alicia, you go out first and wait for me at the door!"

　　 Alicia nodded, hurriedly ran outside the store, screaming that it was so hot, and slamming her two hands against her face.

　　 One of the dwarves saw Zhang Hao come in, put aside his work, walked to Zhang Hao and asked in blunt human language: "Human, what can I do for you?"

　　 "I want to buy a long sword, it doesn't need to be sharp, as long as it feels comfortable to hold!" Zhang Hao said a mercenary salute to the dwarf.

"Long sword?" The dwarf looked up and down Zhang Hao with suspicion, and then said for a while: "Your excellency has a weak look, and there is no wave of vindictiveness. How can you move the sword? Could it be that you are good at hiding aura? Thieves?"

　　 Zhang Hao was taken aback when he heard the words, did not answer, and asked, "Can't lift it? How heavy is the long sword you cast?"

"Ah! I'm sorry!" The dwarf snapped his head and said, "I forgot for a while, our dwarves' long swords, you humans call them broadswords, and you can't blame me, the stone is on top, you humans are really It's too weak, and the strength can only match the children of our dwarves who have just learned to strike iron."

Zhang Hao smiled. He also knew that the two races of dwarves and orcs were well-known races of strong men. If nothing else, just looking at the hammers held by the few dwarves who wrought iron was shocking enough. As big as the dwarf himself, Zhang Hao must not be able to lift this kind of big thing. I hold it in my hand, waving it up and down, it feels no different from holding a piece of paper.

　　 "It seems that the weapons here should be sold off-the-shelf. How long will it take you to build a long sword for human use?" Zhang Hao asked.

"Wait a minute!" The dwarf quickly trot to the furnace, holding up a black square wooden box, and then trotting to Zhang Hao in a bouncing posture like a human child, raising the box to the top of his head and saying to Zhang Hao: "Humans, press a handprint on it."

　　 Zhang Hao saw that the box was filled with white soft material, which looked a bit like dough on the earth, and Yiyan pressed it on it, leaving a clear handprint.

The dwarf looked at the handprints left by Zhang Hao in the box for a long time before saying, "Humans, you can see from your handprints. Your wrist must be very flexible. The way you use the sword should be of a flexible type. , The stone is on top, this is the second such handprint I have seen in more than 300 years."

"How is it possible that most thieves use swords like me?" Zhang Hao said in surprise, marveling at the lifespan of the dwarf. From the outside, this dwarf was at most 30 years old, but he didn't expect it to be already. An old man of three hundred years.

"They?" The dwarf curled his lips in disdain, and said: "Ordinary thieves, they can only'stab' this kind of attack method. Their killing skills rely on being invisible and fast. Inexperienced people are indeed very good. Easy to be attacked by them, but as long as you live longer, they are just clowns jumping up and down!"

　　 "Only your dwarves and elves are long-lived races. Of course you are not afraid of thieves anymore. As for the gods and demons, they are too vague, ordinary people rarely see them." Zhang Hao laughed.

　　 Zhang Hao has always believed that speed is the prerequisite of all martial arts, no matter what kind of martial arts, all emphasize the speed of moves, even Wudang Tai Chi. Although Tai Chi is known to use slowness to control quickness, the term'slowness' is relative and refers to the meaning of hindsight. The speed of Tai Chi masters is definitely much faster than that of the medium masters of the fast sword sect.

"Human, I am more than three hundred years old. According to your human terms, I can be your grandfather Zeng Zeng Zeng. I have experienced three battles between humans, gods and demons, and I have seen more thieves than you have seen stones. "The dwarf pulled his long copper beard, boasting: "Thieves who are only good at assassination, even if they are assassin-level thieves, I am not afraid. No matter how they hide their breath, there is no way to hide their assassination and retreat. The sound of the enchantment and the sound of the wind brought by the weapon. Although these two sounds are very small, they can still be heard. As long as the strong hear these two sounds, they will immediately block them with the giant shield in their hands. , Or instant small enchantments, it is easy to block their assassination attacks. However, a thief with a hand like yours can suddenly change moves in the middle of a move. Even the **** of war does not dare to say that they can use the sword. The flexible assassin retreats in the assassination."

Zhang Hao nodded in agreement~www.readwn.com~ Indeed, it is really easy to use an attack method frequently to make this attack method very proficient, but it is of no use to a master unless your strength is far It's much higher than him, but in this way, your opponent can't be called a master.

　　 "Humans, train your swordsmanship well, maybe your achievements can surpass that of the man sixty years ago." The old dwarf closed the box in his hand and turned to the furnace.

　　 Zhang Hao respectfully bowed a mercenary salute to the dwarf. He has always respected the elders who are kind and take care of the younger generation.

　　 "Old man, haven't you said how much the deposit is for the sword?" Zhang Hao suddenly remembered and asked.

"No need!" The old man waved to Zhang Hao and said, "I prepared the materials sixty years ago and wanted to cast a good sword for that man. It's a pity that he died too early, since you have come. I will give it to you."

　　 "May I ask when I can come to fetch the sword?"

"The embryo of the sword has already been prepared. Now it only needs to be fired and forged, and the hilt is adjusted. You can take it in three hours!" The dwarf did not look back, and dragged one out of the counter in the room. The big iron box replied.

　　 Zhang Hao saluted again, and was about to say something to thank, but Alicia’s exclamation came from his ear: "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Hao turned his head and saw that six or seven men wearing black robes with huge scimitars around their waists formed a semicircle around Alicia. Judging from the clothes of these people, they looked like a desert on the earth. Ethnic style clothing.

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　　From the beginning of this chapter, for the convenience of readers, the measurement units in the book are all based on the earth.