Volume Five Chapter Twenty-Two Brand New Dragon Slaying Knife!
Volume 5 Chapter 22 Brand new dragon-slaying sword!
"I'm just the guard watching the door." The uncle pointed at himself and laughed loudly, "Young man, don't you have eyes? You still can't see, haha..."
He looked to be in his forties, but his laughter sounded very heroic, as if he were galloping across the world. Ling Jie asked himself, he was still far from reaching this state when he laughed, which made Ling Jie even more
I firmly affirm that this uncle is definitely an expert.
Originally, Ling Jie single-handedly defeated Qingluan, Bai Feng, and Xuanwu, and won the entire Saber Organization. He then led hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Kyushu Dynasty to rise in South China, and finally became one of the three giants of the Central Plains, killing Hongye Gu.
The national-level body-building industry such as Ying... too many victories made Ling Jie think that he was already at a very peak position. Only the appearance of Mengyao and Gui Shou in the past few days made Ling Jie feel it firsthand.
What does it mean that there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, but you are still very small.
Ling Jie smiled, "I think uncle is not an ordinary guard. This door is stronger than anything else with you guarding it."
"Young man has good taste, you might as well go inside and have a cup of tea." The middle-aged man looked at Ling Jie with a smile, and Ling Jie nodded, "I wish I could have that."
Then Ling Jie followed the middle-aged man into a small pavilion next to the door. The space inside was not big, only about 60 square meters. A curtain was drawn in the middle, which cleverly divided the space into two parts. The outside was the living room, and the inside
It was a bedroom. There was plenty of light here. Ling Jie was a little surprised that a dignified man could live in such a simple place. Could it be that today's masters like to pretend to be simple?
The middle-aged man was not unhappy at all because of the simplicity of his residence. He warmly invited Ling Jie to sit down at the only small wooden table. He also poured Ling Jie a cup of tea himself. Ling Jie took a small sip and found out that it was the market
The most common tea on the market, the kind that costs two yuan a pound, tastes bitter and messy, almost like bitter pear.
The middle-aged man looked at Ling Jie with a smile, "How does this tea taste? Is it pretty good?"
Ling Jie continued, "Ugh...hehe, not bad, really good. After drinking tea for so many years, this is the first time I have tasted such a strong tea. Uncle, you are so discerning that you would like such tea. Later generations
admire."
The middle-aged man poured the tea into his stomach and said, "Although this tea is cheap and the taste is very complicated, as long as you taste it carefully, you will have a different taste."
He glanced at Ling Jie mysteriously and continued, "At least there is one thing that famous tea cannot compare with."
Ling Jie was also proficient in tea ceremony, but it was the first time he heard that cheap tea was more valuable than famous tea, and he asked curiously, "Which point?"
The middle-aged man said, "That means you never have to worry about not being able to buy the goods. Cheap tea is everywhere in the country, and you can even pick it up on the ground. Simplicity is the most precious thing, haha..."
Ling Jie seemed to be holding something back. Simplicity is the most precious thing. Ling Jie suddenly remembered that his life up to now has been ups and downs and not calm at all. Looking back, he thought, if his parents could be by his side back then, he would have been better.
You can finish junior high school and high school and live an ordinary life. If you live an ordinary life, you won't encounter the current situation, let alone the worries you have today...
Simplicity is the most precious thing. Ling Jie smiled, as if he was intoxicated by the tea. He filled a cup of tea and slowly tasted it. The middle-aged man looked at it with a smile.
After a while, Ling Jie drank the entire pot of tea. All the past events flashed before his eyes. He wanted to pour himself a cup of tea, only to find that the pot was empty. He gently turned the teapot away.
Putting it down and looking at the middle-aged man again, Ling Jie's eyes contained a bit of respect, "Uncle, you are right, simplicity is the most precious thing. Many people pursue famous tea and regard drinking famous tea as a kind of
Symbols of status and status, comparing with each other, look at
You can't afford these ordinary teas. Don't you know that those famous teas are not as real and effective as ordinary teas. Just like in a person's life, many things are ignored by people because they are too common and too ordinary. , people desperately pursue those things that look beautiful on the surface, but after a hard pursuit, they finally look back and realize that the most ordinary and ordinary things are the most real existence. A flashy life is worse than a down-to-earth day. .”
Ling Jie spoke slowly, as if he was lamenting his past, or narrating a short and beautiful collection of prose.
The middle-aged man smiled even more, "I really can't tell. Young man, you are also an expert. It's rare in life to meet someone who truly has the same hobbies. It's rare to meet a little brother today. I can't be stingy. I'll treat you to a drink in the world."
The worst tea ever.”
After hearing Ling Jie's emotion, the uncle's attitude towards Ling Jie changed a lot. The person who could express these emotions from the taste of the tea after just a few sips of tea was definitely a master of tea ceremony. It was rare for the uncle to meet him.
A tea friend immediately took out the old tea leaves that had been hidden for many years to entertain Ling Jie. As a result, Ling Jie
He was indeed not disappointed. Ling Jie not only understood tea, but was also proficient in tea, especially black tea. He had extraordinary experience and insightful views on black tea. The uncle became more and more enthusiastic as we chatted, and in the end he lost track of time and spent six hours chatting.
After an hour, Ling Jie finally touched his stomach and said: Oops, I suddenly feel so hungry!
The two walked out of the room, only to realize that it was almost dusk. The enthusiastic uncle entertained Ling Jie for a sumptuous dinner. Just as they returned to the door, they saw Mengyao and a man walking out side by side. When the uncle saw the man,
He came forward respectfully and said hello, "Sir, you are here."
Ling Jie carefully looked at the man next to Mengyao and saw that he looked to be no more than thirty years old. Although it was autumn, he was only wearing a white plaid shirt. His strong muscles held the shirt very tight. His muscles
Although it is strong, it is not as strong as some athletes' muscles.
So prominent, with a sense of lines, similar to the muscles on Ling Jie's body. What surprised Ling Jie the most was his hands. Ling Jie couldn't quite tell what was special about his hands, but Ling Jie
I personally felt that those pairs brought strong depression and danger to me.
The most shocking thing is that he is holding a knife with a sheath in his hand. This knife is very familiar to Ling Jie. It is the Dragon-Slaying Knife!
"This person must be the blacksmith. The first person to enter the 13th Bureau of the National Security Bureau is older than Gui Shou and Mengyao combined." Ling Jie suddenly felt inexplicably excited.
Mengyao waved to Ling Jie from a distance, "Junior brother, come here, a noble person is here."
Ling Jie walked forward unhurriedly. Mengyao pointed at the man next to her and said, "This is the famous Mr. Blacksmith. Your Dragon-Slaying Sword has been forged by Mr. Blacksmith for fourteen hours.
Be reborn and be better than before.”
Ling Jie smiled politely at the blacksmith and said, "Thank you, Mr. Blacksmith. Without your help, I'm afraid the Dragon-Slaying Sword cannot be restored."
The blacksmith was very calm. He smiled slightly and handed the knife to Ling Jie. "Don't thank me too early. You'd better take a look at this knife first."
"Plop!" Ling Jie clearly felt his heartbeat. After taking the dragon-slaying knife, Ling Jie's hand suddenly sank. Unexpectedly, the dragon-slaying knife was much heavier than before. Ling Jie was not prepared for the moment, and his whole body was also stunned.
It took a while for me to get used to it.
"Don't be curious. I added some special ingredients to the liquid after the blade melted. The weight of the knife itself is a lot heavier, but it is also a lot sharper. You open it and take a look." The blacksmith explained, Mengyao's eyes
It was filled with joy, as if the dragon-slaying knife belonged to her family.
Ling Jie nodded, and with great excitement, he slowly pulled out the scabbard. He felt that the blade of the sword was silver and dazzling, emitting a strong light. Ling Jie closed his eyes several times. Every time he pulled out an inch, Ling Jie's heart felt...
He was very excited, "It turned into a silver blade..."
With a series of harsh metal collision sounds, the new Dragon-Slaying Sword was finally completely unsheathed. Ling Jie never expected that the Dragon-Slaying Sword was now more dazzling than before. As soon as he pulled it out of its sheath, Ling Jie felt an icy coldness.
Chill came from the blade, and the flickering light at the blade was always warning Ling Jie of its terrifying sharpness!
Ling Jie looked at it carefully. Generally speaking, the shape of the knife has not changed much. It is just slightly larger than before. The blade is heavier and heavier in the hand. The blood-red blade has returned to silver.
After careful observation, Ling Jie discovered a subtle difference, that is, there was a small groove on both sides of the blade near the back. It would be difficult to spot it if you didn't look carefully.
Ling Jie inserted the dragon-slaying knife into the ground. The knife penetrated into the ground, as if cutting tofu. It was almost completely buried under the marble without any effort. Ling Jie pulled it out again, leaving no trace on the knife. Ling Jie
He was very excited and said, "What a knife. It's sharper than before. But why are there two grooves on the side of the back of the knife?"
Ling Jie feels that a truly good knife will never have any useless design. Every stroke on the knife has a real meaning, and the same is true for ditching.
The blacksmith smiled and said, "When you swung the sword just now, did you feel any different from before?"
Ling Jie thought for a while, "I feel that the air resistance has increased, and it is not as easy to use as before."
The blacksmith nodded, "You are right, the resistance comes from these two grooves. I designed it this way on purpose."
Ling Jie asked in surprise, "Deliberately designed like this? Is there any benefit to increasing air resistance?"
The blacksmith shook his head, "There are advantages and disadvantages. Setting these two grooves increases air resistance. This is a disadvantage, but there are also advantages."
Ling Jie pricked up his ears and listened carefully to what the blacksmith said behind him, "For a master, the speed of swinging a knife is quite terrifying. The blade is much thinner than the back of the blade. When the speed of swinging the knife reaches a certain level, the blade
Break the air and divide the strong air flow into two sides to flow to the back of the knife. If there is no groove, the air will flow directly through the back of the knife without much obstruction. Now with the groove, the air will not flow directly but will be blocked by the groove.
, thus creating strong resistance.”
Having said this, the blacksmith paused and continued, "Although it is resistance, as long as it is used, it can also produce shocking effects."
With that said, he took the dragon-slaying knife from Ling Jie's hand and walked to a steel parallel bar next to him, "Watch and see how I use this resistance."
Under the gaze of several people, the blacksmith stood, straightened up, slowly raised the dragon-slaying knife, and then suddenly swung the knife——
"puff!"
With the extremely fast speed and the sound of breaking through the air, Ling Jie clearly saw the most incredible scene in the world. The blacksmith wielded an empty knife. He stood three meters away from the parallel bars and swung the knife in the air. But to his surprise, Ling Jie
Jie really saw a sharp stream of knife air blasting out from the edge of the dragon-slaying knife, and finally - "Dang!" it struck the parallel bars.
The parallel bars with thick wrists were literally cut in half!
Ling Jie was completely stunned, "The sword energy, the legendary sword energy! You can cut off the thick steel on your wrist with just the sword energy, this..."
Mengyao and the uncle were also shocked, but the blacksmith had a calm face, as if this was just a normal thing. He returned the dragon-slaying knife to Ling Jie, and then Ling Jie came to his senses, "This is the legend.
I'm so struck by the sword!"
The blacksmith smiled and said, "Not really, I just used the resistance caused by the groove."
A look of respect appeared on Ling Jie's face, "Mr. Blacksmith, how did you use resistance to such an extent?"
Ling Jie really couldn't believe that the sword energy could cut three meters of steel. This was completely killing people from a distance!
The blacksmith said, "This is not difficult. Increase the speed of swinging the knife, and the resistance generated by the groove will be greater. Then swing out this powerful air flow, and you will become what I just looked like."
The blacksmith patted Ling Jie on the shoulder, "This move requires you to understand a lot, especially the angle and strength of the sword swing. Only by grasping it accurately can you do what I just did." He turned to look at Mengyao, "
Mengyao rarely asks for help, so today she asked me to do this, so I will just go along with it. This sword will be yours from now on, a brand new dragon-slaying sword."
With a hint of danger, the blacksmith returned to the house with Mengyao, and the uncle followed him in. Ling Jie was the only one left at Ruoda's gate, dumbfounded!