Chapter 17 Choosing a Throwing Knife
Walking over, his fingers touched the flying knives, and a feeling of blood connection surged in Lin Mu's heart.
"There is no need to think about it anymore. My weapons are throwing knives. To me, these throwing knives are not like weapons, but part of my body."
Behind them, the warrior disciples were following Lin Mu. They had been ignored by Lin Mu before. They had already been filled with anger. Now that they had seized the opportunity, they would not let it go.
"Lin Mu, what are you looking at here? Are you interested in flying knives? Stop being ridiculous. With your rubbish qualifications, can you use flying knives?"
Lin Gang laughed with a smile on his face: "Lin Yun, aren't you a master of flying knives? Tell him what are the conditions for using flying knives, so that he can give up on this idea."
"Brother Gang really didn't mean to ridicule you. It's just that you are too ignorant of yourself." Lin Yun said in a lecturing tone, "Do you really think that flying knives are easy to use because they are so small? I'm suing you. , your idea is totally wrong.”
"Flying knives are more subtle than swords, faster than knives, require more wrist strength than guns, and require more eyesight than bows and arrows."
"One eye, two wrists, three spiritual powers, four clever powers, and five endurance, these are the five basic keys to flying knives. To fly knives, you must be accurate, have good eyesight, know how to use them skillfully, and be good at being calm and patient, and be able to seize the opportunity. Eyesight, skill and endurance are all indispensable. But the accuracy of the light is not good, and it must be powerful, otherwise there will be no lethality. This requires wrist strength and spiritual power."
"After mastering the basics, it can only be regarded as an introduction. Further sublimation is needed later, which requires spirit, technique and body skills. When using flying knives, you must integrate your spirit into it, but the real opponents are all alive and cannot stand. He won't move there for you to kill, so technique and body skills are also extremely important."
"No matter what weapon you use, there are four realms, and the flying knife is no exception. It is the sword style, the soul of the sword, the power of the sword, and the intention of the sword. I have been immersed in flying knives for three years, and I am still only an intermediate sword style. . This is based on my talent. If ordinary people choose flying knives at will, they will not be able to get started in their lives. There are many examples."
"Tsk, tsk, did you hear that? Lin Yun is a real master of throwing knives. Lin Mu, you'd better give up as soon as possible and don't pay attention to throwing knives here, so as not to be embarrassed."
Lin Gang laughed strangely.
"Thank you." Lin Mu looked at Lin Yun. If Lin Yun hadn't said this, he really wouldn't have known that there were so many details about using a flying knife.
"It seems that if I have the chance, I must study the flying knives specifically, as well as the techniques and body skills, but I still have to choose the flying knives that suit me first."
Lin Mu didn't think much and picked up a flying knife.
The flying knife is silver-white and made of ordinary steel.
"Wait a minute."
The person who stopped him was Lin Yun. He said with a stern face, "You are just kidding. The flying knives on this shelf have seven levels."
"The one at the bottom is a one-stone flying knife, the second level is two-stone, and so on, the higher you go, the higher it is. The one you took is the third level, which is a three-stone flying knife. Don't say you are just getting started, it's me. I can only barely master it.”
"What do you mean?" Lin Mu was stunned, and shook his hand with the flying knife. It was indeed a bit heavy, but it had nothing to do with Sanshi.
One stone is one hundred and twenty kilograms, three stones is three hundred and sixty kilograms.
"Hmph, I don't know anything, and I'm still here watching the flying knives." Lin Yun was extremely unhappy, "Because the flying knives are powered by the wrist, it requires extremely high wrist strength. A pound of flying knives requires the strength of one stone. The flying knife in your hand weighs three kilograms. Without the wrist strength of three stones, it will not be able to exert its power at all."
"I see."
Lin Mu thought for a while and realized that his cultivation level was that of a fourth-level warrior, and he could exert about 400 kilograms of strength. The teacher's soul fragment changed his soul and physique a lot, adding 300 kilograms of strength, for a total of about 700 kilograms.
"But strength and wrist strength are different. I don't know how strong my wrist is, so I'll try this three-stone flying knife first."
Thinking of this, he glanced around and soon discovered that there was an open space in the east corner of the Hidden Arms Pavilion. There were various puppets and targets in it. It was obviously specially designed for people to test weapons.
Lin Mu took the flying knife and walked over.
Seeing Lin Mu's purpose, Lin Gang immediately burst into laughter: "Haha, you're laughing so hard. You're such a waste, and you still want to use a three-stone flying knife? I think even if I make a half-stone flying knife for you, you can't do it." Can’t use it…”
Benedict!
But the next moment, Lin Gang was like a drake that had been strangled by the neck. His voice suddenly stopped and his eyes bulged out. Lin Yun next to him was also full of disbelief.
The flying knife in Lin Mu's hand had been released, and there was a flying knife stuck in the center of a target more than fifty meters away.
"Is he the real knife-throwing genius?" Lin Yun was greatly shocked.
This Lin Mu, at a glance, could tell that this was his first time coming into contact with flying knives. Otherwise, he would not even know basic common sense. But for such a person, the first time he used a flying knife, it was a three-stone flying knife, and it hit the bull's-eye.
Lin Gang came back to his senses, suppressed the shock in his heart, and pretended to be disdainful: "What's this? It's just an overdraft of spiritual power to use a flying knife and actually go to the battlefield. This kind of behavior is seeking death..."
As for the flying knife hitting the bull's-eye, he completely ignored it. He subconsciously thought that this was just Lin Mu's luck.
Before he finished speaking, Lin Mu shook his head: "The three-stone flying knife is a little too light, I should be able to use the five-stone one."
"Blow... brag..." Lin Gang's voice was obviously lacking in confidence, because Lin Mu had already taken a throwing knife from the fifth shelf.
An afterimage streaked through the air, and the flying knife was shot out.
This time, Lin Mu aimed not at the bullseye, but at the edge of the target, and he didn't want to appear too shocking.
What happened was as Lin Mu expected, and the flying knife hit the place he aimed at again.
"It was really luck the time before." Seeing Lin Mu's shot so missed, Lin Gang and the two men were secretly relieved, but their eyes were still full of shock. Even if the accuracy was insufficient, Lin Mu could use the five-stone flying knife, but it was impossible. Deny the fact.
Lin Mu didn't waste much time. He wanted to seize the time to get more familiar with the flying knives. He took a backpack from the shelf and put thirty five-stone flying knives in it.
Just as he was about to lift his backpack, a big hand suddenly stretched out and blocked him.
"Lin Gang." Lin Mu's face showed a cold look, "I don't have time to fight with you, take your hand away."
"Tsk, you are worthy of being a direct descendant. What a great majesty."
Lin Gang was not afraid of Lin Mu at all. He patted his head and deliberately raised his voice, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I almost forgot. Your status as a direct descendant will no longer be preserved. In a few days, you will have to go down there and fight." It’s time to take care of the family business.”
In his opinion, Lin Mu would never dare to participate in the demon test experiment.
"Finished?"
Lin Mu looked indifferent, "Get out of the way when you're done."
"Trash, I won't get out of the way, what can you do?" Lin Gang sneered, "I'm fucking telling you, I'm also interested in this bag of flying knives in your hand, so be sensible and get out of the way. "
No matter how much the other party said before, Lin Mu would just squawk like a fly, but this insult suddenly made him burst out with evil energy.
He has never seen his mother since he was a child, but precisely because of this, his mother is extremely sacred in his mind. Even if Lin Gang only did it unintentionally, it violated his bottom line.
