The old man's foot is hanging in the air. It doesn't matter if he puts it down or doesn't put it down.
A disciple next to him probably had his muscles trained to the point of his head, and shouted loudly: "Even if it is made of iron, the master of the gym can crush it with one foot!"
The spectators on the wall and roof burst into laughter. It is easy to flatten something like iron, but it may be difficult to crush it underfoot.
This time, the old man couldn't put his foot down anymore.
Fortunately, the bald senior brother realized something was wrong, slapped the disciple on the head, and scolded: "Master is here, I want you to talk too much!"
The disciple was so dizzy after being photographed that he still didn't understand what mistake he had made. It's already the 35th century, and not reading enough is still one of the most difficult mistakes to realize.
After all this fuss, the old man finally put his feet down. He looked at Chu Jungui and said calmly: "I'm afraid it's not a good thing for a young man to be so articulate."
Chu Jun returned and said: "With so many concerns, it is a good thing if you can kill your opponent."
The old man laughed angrily, "So, you are planning to kill me too?"
"Get rid of it? There's no need, at least not yet." Chu Jungui shook his head.
The dark air on the old man's face became thicker and thicker, but his tone became calm and gentle, and he said: "I have a lot of money, and I have learned a great trick from my teacher."
The bald head winked, and the smart junior brother understood it and said loudly: "Is it a competition of weapons or fists and feet?"
Chu Jungui was startled: "Are there any weapons?"
"Of course! What can we do if we join a taoist school? Even if it is an unpopular ancient weapon, we are prepared for it!" the disciple said proudly.
Before Chu Jungui could say anything, the disciple shouted: "Bring it out!"
All the muscles responded in unison, and more than a dozen people entered the warehouse. Then, amid chants of "Hey! Ha! Hey! Ha!", several large weapon racks were carried out and placed in a circle around the venue.
There are hundreds of weapons of different lengths on the weapon rack, and there are really all kinds of unpopular ones. The test subjects were stunned. Some of them had to be searched in the knowledge base to find out their origins.
Seeing the dull expression on Chu Jungui's face, the disciple couldn't help but raise his voice a little higher and sneered: "Pick one thing!"
Chu Jungui reached out and picked up a heavy axe, weighed it in his hand, and then gestured forward.
The disciple opened his mouth and came: "This Weide Zizai gilded Xuanhua ax is one of the three masterpieces of ancient weapons, but not many people know how to use it, so you..."
Before the words "dare to pick" were uttered, a strange roar suddenly sounded in the air. Chu Jungui swung the ax, and the ax blade turned into a shadow and passed over the bald head in an instant!
The bald man seemed unaware, but the old man's eyelids twitched.
It wasn't until Chu Jungui held the ax back that the disciple felt a cool breeze blowing across his cheeks, and then a few strands of hair fell in front of his eyes. His throat moved, he swallowed, and he couldn't say anything for a while.
Chu Jungui held the Xuanhua ax upside down and looked at the ax blade carefully. The disciple was curious and came closer. He looked along Chu Jungui's gaze, used his eyesight well, and finally saw an indiscernible mark on the ax blade.
little black dot.
The disciple remained calm, the pupil of one eye quietly dilated, and he could clearly see what the little black dot was.
Half a mosquito.
The disciple swallowed his saliva.
He looked at the half mosquito, then at the bald head, and asked: "Is this... on senior brother's head?"
Chu Jungui nodded.
The bald man looked confused, not knowing what was happening.
The disciple looked at Chu Jungui and asked cautiously: "How long have you been practicing for? It must be 20, no, 30 years of hard work, right?"
Chu Jungui said sincerely: "Actually, this was my first time seeing it, and I liked it when I saw it. It's really easy to use."
The disciple said oh and thought to himself, I believe you.
At this time, the woman came over and stared at the ax blade, saying, "What are you looking at?"
The disciple was so anxious that he tried his best to wink at the woman. He brought out the weapon stand just to relieve the senior sister. Sure enough, Chu Jungui picked up a Xuanhua ax and naturally let go of the woman's hand.
As a result, Mi Zaitu came over again on his own, which can be said to be a suicide attempt.
Chu Jungui didn't grab the woman's hand this time. He just looked at the half mosquito on the ax blade and sighed: "It's not easy for this little guy."
In fact, this mosquito has been on the bald head for a long time. However, after trying for a long time, it could not break through the thick layer of oil on the bald head. It sucked it back and forth without even touching the blood vessels. In the end, it was harvested by Chu Jungui with an axe.
The disciple was quick-witted and said calmly, "How about you look at something else and open our eyes?"
The woman rolled her eyes at the disciple and said nothing.
Chu Jungui reached out and took off a long spear from the shelf, weighed it in his hand, and praised: "This one is also very pleasing to the eye."
He held the gun with one hand and simply thrust it forward. The gun tip suddenly buzzed and disappeared! Then there was a crackle of thunder in the air!
Before the disciple could understand what was going on, Chu Jungui had already put away his gun, feeling very satisfied.
The disciple swallowed again and said, "How about you take a look again?"
The woman didn't make a sound this time. Chu Jungui's shot just now was too fast, and he might have been stabbed through before he could see clearly. How to fight like this? Kung fu from any cuisine in the gym doesn't work!
Chu Jungui pondered, choose the dagger.
When the dagger came into his hand, it suddenly seemed to have spirituality, appearing in different fingers, and even performed a particularly rhythmic dance.
Then Chu Jungui's whole body trembled, and the dagger jumped up to his head, where he looked around.
The disciple's voice was a little dry, "How about you change it again?"
Chu Jungui drew a sword...
"How about you change it again?"
Chu Jungui picked up the knife...
"How about you change it again?"
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Chu Jungui followed the good example, and the optimization progress of the sharp weapon fighting components soared, reaching 40% in the blink of an eye.
The woman's face was a little pale, and the disciple's throat was dry. Everyone onlookers stretched their necks, for fear of missing any detail.
Chu Jungui weighed a pair of eight-edged purple gold hammers in his hands. He didn't try them this time and put them back.
"How about you... uh? Why don't you try it again?" The disciple said smoothly, and almost didn't change it in one breath.
"This doesn't go well." Chu Jungui finally discovered why it didn't go well. The eight-edged purple gold hammer is not a sharp weapon.
The disciple wiped away the cold sweat and said, "Is there anything you like?"
Chu Jungui shook his head and said, "I'd better use my own weapons."
"Have you brought a weapon?" The disciple was a little surprised. Chu Jungui was wearing a formal suit, and his clothes were thin, and it didn't look like he was hiding a weapon.
Chu Jungui nodded: "The inner armor comes with it."
He casually wiped it on his pants and pulled out a short knife as thin as a cicada's wings. The blade of this knife was so thin that it was almost transparent, and it was actually completely soft.
Chu Jungui pressed the handle of the knife, and the blade instantly flashed with light and became straight.
"This knife is good. It has a force-field-solidified blade and a single-molecule blade. It's very easy to use." Chu Jungui introduced enthusiastically, then picked up an eight-edged purple gold hammer and used the molecular knife in his right hand to rise and fall, cutting off more than a dozen cuts in an instant.
The hammer piece is so thin that it is almost transparent and can slowly fall in the air.