Jinhong Martial Arts Hall, the official disciple area.
In a quiet courtyard.
"drink!"
"ha!"
A young man with a tall and straight body and strong skills, wearing a blue training uniform, was sweating under the scorching sun, practicing swordsmanship.
It's just that the knives you've been trained to use are artificial tools made of wood.
But every time he swung the wooden knife in his hand, there was still a clear sound of breaking through the air, the sound was coherent, and the knife shadow was endless.
The wooden sword, which had no deterrent effect, was also wielded by him with a fierce and evil aura.
However, a wooden sword is still a wooden sword.
It's not as realistic as a thick real knife.
But there is nothing that can be done. Most of the equipment used for training in Jinhong Martial Arts Hall is wooden equipment, which provides formal disciples with knowledge of practicing martial arts and medicinal food and medicinal baths.
However, weapons such as swords and swords made of metal are not provided. If necessary, you need to spend money to purchase them yourself.
However, this is reasonable. Jinhong Martial Arts School is not known for its swordsmanship, but is mostly famous for its boxing and kicking skills.
If you want to learn any powerful sword skills, you have to become the master's direct disciple.
Moreover, iron weapons have been expensive since ancient times. If every one of the hundreds of disciples in the Jinhong Martial Arts Hall was equipped with a big sword, the expense would be unimaginable.
Shen Xiu had heard about the blacksmith shops outside, and knew that even the most common sword would cost several taels of silver. Before, he had not received the first month's monthly payment, so how could he have the extra money to buy it? A broadsword for practice.
But now this wooden sword is also a temporary solution.
Chen Xiu in the side courtyard continued down and started dancing for another time.
At this time, he was already sweating profusely. The bulging muscles on his body were full of explosive power, and layers of delicate sweat beads appeared on the surface of his skin.
Suddenly, Shen Xiu felt something in his heart.
An extremely coherent sound of breaking through the air suddenly came out, and the strength of the sword in his hand changed. As the sword moved downward, it suddenly accelerated and slashed directly towards the stone table in front of him.
There was a bang.
A counter-shock force penetrated the wrist, and the stone table split into two pieces with a shattering sound.
"The second realm is complete."
The physical exertion made Chen Xiu feel dry for a while, but when he saw this scene, his expression was still secretly surprised.
Without worrying about the broken stone table, he opened the properties on the light screen of the panel to view it.
[Blood Battle Sword Technique: A First Look at the Second Realm 0.1%]
At this time, the proficiency level of the bloody swordsmanship in the round of martial arts has changed from the first level to the second level, reaching the point where one can first glimpse the door.
It can be considered an introduction.
It was not in vain that he had eaten five servings of the powerful Peiyuan Decoction this month, and spent most of his time on bloody swordsmanship.
Now when faced with any accidents, you should have some ability to protect yourself.
Looking at the scene in the courtyard, Shen Xiu couldn't help but think.
However, now he has to get a real sword.
Thinking of this, Shen Xiu stayed in the courtyard for a while, rested for a while, drank some water, and then went to the Foreign Affairs Hall and got the two taels of silver that belonged to the official disciple.
Spending two taels of silver to buy a big sword seemed a bit shabby, but Shen Xiu still planned to visit the blacksmith shop.
However, things were still too idealistic, so Shen Xiu rushed to the nearest forging shop, Bailiantang.
Only then did I realize that even the most common sword costs about five taels of silver.
The purchasing power of five taels of silver is enough for a family of three of ordinary residents in Taixi City to spend for a month, but this is the price of an ordinary broadsword.
The better ten-forged swords and hundred-forged swords cost an astronomical price, and everyone who saw them was dumbfounded.
Only then did Shen Xiu realize that why there were more people practicing boxing and kicking, I'm afraid there was another serious problem, that is, there was no money to buy a knife.
Walking down the remote street, he planned to check out other shops. After walking for a while, Shen Xiu saw a shop at the end with the sign of Yang's Blacksmith Shop.
This blacksmith shop's exterior decoration and interior size are incomparable to the previous shop Bailiantang. Because it is a bit shabby, it can be said that there is almost no comparison.
When Shen Xiu went in and took a look, he found that most of the shop was filled with iron tools such as hoes and shovels.
As for the weapons he wanted to find, there were only a few scattered in the corner.
And the quality is not very good. It looks like it has been left for a long time, and there is a thick layer of dust hanging on it.
But now, Shen Xiu is short of money and has no time to care.
"Master, how can I sell this knife?"
Shen Xiu picked up a three-foot sword and found that the workmanship was average and rough, but the weight was okay.
Seeing someone coming to do business, the man who was working on a hoe in the iron shop immediately ran over with an excited look on his face.
"Brother, let's buy a knife. This knife looks ordinary, but it's definitely worth the price, five taels of silver."
The corners of Shen Xiu's mouth twitched, and a black line floated across his forehead.
The big sword in Bailiantang in front only costs five taels of silver. It’s just such a thing, but you dare to call it five taels, and you dare to sell it.
Hearing the price, Shen Xiu put down his sword and turned around and left.
"No... no, brother, the price is negotiable. If brother likes it, how about taking three taels of silver away?"
Seeing Shen Xiu leaving without any interest, Blacksmith Yang suddenly became a little anxious.
He was originally a caster of farm tools, but when he was young, he was somewhat ambitious and wanted to become a big knife shop like Bailiantang with branches throughout the Dajing Dynasty.
So I pieced together sword-training skills I didn't know where I learned from, and then I started decisively and enthusiastically forged several weapons, wasting a lot of materials.
Unexpectedly, he was born as a dabbler, and his knife-making craftsmanship was a bit rough. As a result, ordinary people couldn't use it, and martial arts practitioners looked down upon it.
Now these weapons have been sitting on the table in his shop without anyone paying attention to them for several years.
Every time his mother-in-law saw those weapons, she would grab his ears and scold him. Every time he thought about this, Blacksmith Yang felt sad and depressed.
This would be a rare employer, how could he want to let him go?
Of course, Shen Xiu didn't want to leave. He made this gesture just to keep the price down. Hearing the blacksmith's cry, he stopped in his tracks.
"One tael of silver." Shen Xiu spoke out a price in a calm tone.
The blacksmith almost vomited blood and his expression was distorted, as if he had drank eighty-two years of old vinegar.
"Aren't you going to kill me? Even if I melt the knife and sell it for the materials, it won't cost more than this."
"Then master, it's better to save your life. I'm a kind-hearted person and don't want to kill." After saying that, Shen Xiu turned around and left again.
Blacksmith Yang's face turned red. He looked at Shen Xiu's departure, stamped his feet and gritted his teeth and said, "His grandma's is only one or two. I committed a sin in my last life. I was obsessed with making knives."
Shen Xiu stopped and smiled, "Can it get any cheaper?"
Blacksmith Yang's face turned red and veins bulged on his forehead. He picked up the hoe at hand and wanted to drive people away.
You could tell he was angry.
Seeing that the price of this gesture should be as low as possible, Shen Xiu smiled, took out a tael of silver, and left with the big knife.
