Jinhong Martial Arts School, 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, is sweating under the scorching sun, practicing swordsmanship.
It’s just that the knives that you have learned to use are artificial tools made of wood.
But every time he swung the wooden knife in his hand, there was still a crisp sound of breaking through the air, the sound was consistent, and the knife shadow was endless.
The wooden sword, which had no deterrent effect, was wielded by him with a fierce and evil force.
However, a wooden knife is still a wooden knife.
There is nothing as real as a thick real sword.
But there is nothing we can do. Most of the equipment used in Jinhong Martial Arts Gym is wooden, providing formal disciples with the knowledge to practice and medicated 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 sword skills, but is mostly famous for some martial arts such as fists and kicks.
And if you want to learn any powerful sword skills, you have to become the direct disciple of the master.
Moreover, iron tools have been expensive since ancient times. If each of the hundreds of disciples in the Jinhong Martial Arts Hall was equipped with a big sword, the cost would be unimaginable.
Shen Xiu had heard about the blacksmith shops outside, and knew that even a 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 knife is also a temporary measure.
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 went downwards, it suddenly accelerated and slashed directly towards the stone table in front of him.
There was a bang.
A counter-shock force penetrated into the wrist, and the stone table made a shattering sound and split into two halves.
"The second realm is complete."
The physical exertion made Shen 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, open the properties on the panel light screen to view.
[Blood Battle Sword Technique: A First Look at the Second Realm 0.1%]
In the bloody battle sword technique in that round of martial arts, the proficiency level at this time has changed from the first level to the second level, reaching the point where one can first see the way.
It can be considered an introduction.
It's not in vain that he has eaten five servings of the powerful Peiyuan Decoction this month, and spent most of his time on bloody swordsmanship.
Now you should have some ability to protect yourself when facing any accidents.
Looking at the scene in the courtyard, Shen Xiu couldn't help but think.
However, now he has to get a real sword no matter what.
Thinking about 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 belong to the official disciple's monthly salary.
Spending two taels of silver to buy a big sword sounds a bit shabby, but Shen Xiu still plans to go to the blacksmith shop to have a look.
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 in Taixi City to spend a month, but this is the price of an ordinary broadsword.
The better ten-forged sword and hundred-forged sword cost an astronomical price, and everyone who saw it was stunned.
Only then did Shen Xiu realize that why there are more people practicing boxing and kicking, I am afraid there is another serious problem, that is, there is 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.
Neither the decoration nor the size of the interior of this blacksmith shop can be compared with 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 stored for a long time, and there is a thick layer of dust 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. You dare to call it five taels, and you dare to sell it.
After 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 away three taels of silver?"
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, which was full of branches in the Dajing Dynasty.
So I pieced together sword-training skills I didn't know where I learned them from, and then I started decisively and enthusiastically forged several weapons, wasting a lot of materials.
Who would have thought that 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.
Nowadays, 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 is a rare employer, why would 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 drunk eighty-two years of old vinegar.
"Aren't you going to kill me? Even if I melt the knife and sell the materials, the price will be 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 again and wanted to leave.
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."< /p>
Shen Xiu stopped and smiled, "Can it get any cheaper?"
Blacksmith Yang's face turned red and veins bulged on his forehead. He raised the hoe and wanted to drive people away.
It can be seen that he is very 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.