"You are faster than me" Feng Xuanye said truthfully.
But this was not enough to calm his anger: "So what? Anyway, I am going to beat you trash today!"
"Idiot." Feng Xuanye said, raised his hand and shot an arrow at his left leg.
But how could Stan, who was also in the Xiantian realm, be shot so easily? After dodging, he raised his fist and hit him.
Feng Xuanye broke off the crossbow in his hand, and a sickle suddenly appeared in his hand. Such a mechanism surprised Han Yu, but the one who looked more surprised was Shi Dan, who had never seen such a thing before.
.
However, this sickle did not have a blade, it just had some barbs. Hang the hook on Stan's clothes and throw it hard. Stan was thrown out. Feng Xuanye broke the sickle and turned back into Lian.
The crossbow made three "swish, swish, swish" sounds, and three feather arrows shot at Stan.
"You have weapons, this is unfair!" Stan shouted, dodging the arrows. There was a wooden stick used by Feng Xuanye as an axe on the ground. He picked one up, waved it twice, and rushed forward.
, sweeping the long stick towards Feng Xuanye.
However, Feng Xuanye's skill is "Chen Mu Jue" and has a high affinity with wood. The moment the long stick swept over, Feng Xuanye waved his hand and shot out a burst of energy. The long stick seemed to have avoided it consciously.
his body.
Subsequently, Feng Xuanye pursued the victory and kicked Shi Dan in the stomach, but after all, Stan had learned it during a fight together, so he dropped the stick and grabbed Feng Xuanye's leg.
"It's my turn now!" As he spoke, Feng Xuanye was pulled up. Although his legs were useless, his hands did not stop. After breaking the crossbow into a sickle, he stabbed it in
He fell to the ground and forced Stan to stop his movements.
Immediately after that, Yaoyan exerted all his strength and took advantage of the characteristics of the Chenmu Jue to use the sickle as a fulcrum to throw out Stan, whose center of gravity was unstable.
"You lost." Feng Xuanye put the serial crossbow on his head, still showing his face.
Although Stan was unwilling to give up, he had no choice. If he lost, he lost. There was no use whatever he said. This was a fact and he had to admit it.
"Where did you get your weapons?"
"Made."
"Impossible, the only people who can make weapons are carpenters and blacksmiths. You don't even have a master, how can you learn such a thing?!" Stan didn't believe it. In his memory, the only people who made weapons were the blacksmiths.
The master and the old man doing carpentry work.
"I don't know." Feng Xuanye didn't even look at him, turned around and walked into the house, but soon the door opened again and a box was thrown out.
Feng Xuanye's voice came from the room: "Guess how to use it."
Stan didn't say anything and just opened the box. Inside the box was something similar to a glove, but it was a pure wooden glove. Stan always felt that what Feng Xuanye gave him would never be that simple.
So, I used various actions to see how to trigger the mechanism.
Finally, he discovered how to use this mechanism. As long as he injected the energy into the palm of the glove, the mechanism would be triggered. The wood in the palm of his hand would stand up with many needle-like objects like hedgehogs. After a little accumulation of force,
It can be fired, and the damage is not much different from that of a repeating crossbow.
However, you still need to aim to use it, and it is very laborious to aim. It is impossible to achieve three-point and one-line aiming when you raise your hand. You can only rely on the feeling of your own hands. What is even more sad is that Stan is not able to shoot.
Press the wooden cone that comes out.
This made Han Yu shake his head. If he doesn't even have this ability to observe, no matter how hard he works, it will be useless. People always say that success requires one percent talent and ninety-nine percent.
Their efforts, but unfortunately, they will never say the second part.
Because "one percent of talent is usually greater than ninety-nine percent of hard work" is not in their interests. They cannot give motivation to those without talent and let them "work hard" to create wealth and wealth for themselves.
status.
If this is his understanding, it would be better to stay in the village peacefully. The outside world is not suitable for honest people.
Han Yu quietly walked into Feng Xuanye's house. Sure enough, it was not a place that a normal person should enter. There were machine artifacts everywhere. Although it was very simple, it was obviously not a place that a teenager should enter.
Hands, they are so delicate.
"Isn't it bad for you to do this?" Feng Xuanye didn't even look back, polishing a piece of gear with the sandpaper in his hand.
"Would you like to come out of this village with me?"
"reason."
"This will help your revenge. Doesn't it make it easier to understand?"
"That's true." Feng Xuanye didn't seem to want to say anything more.
"Your top priority now is to practice speaking. You don't want to be able to say only one sentence when your revenge is successful: You are dead, goodbye. Is that so? I admit, this sounds really high-end, but it is very uncomfortable.
It’s a relief.”
Although he said this, Han Yu had another thought in his mind: My apprentice cannot be a little mute who can't even pronounce ten words in a sentence!
"I'll try my best."
"Try your best? Sorry, if you must take revenge, this is a must. If you want information first, you must use a cliché. What do you think I can say with three words? Stop making trouble, I'm afraid it will only make people angry.
Quickly notice the difference in you, and then tell them and let them chase you one more time." Han Yu said disdainfully.
"If that's the case, fine." He had already begun to think seriously about this issue.
This made him breathe a sigh of relief. He finally persuaded this guy to be willing to say a few serious words. If he really couldn't say more than ten words in one sentence, let alone whether he could bear it, his students
We need to find a way to help this guy learn to speak.
Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door. Feng Xuanye smiled slightly and said, "That guy has learned." Then he walked out.
Han Yu also followed curiously. Sure enough, this is what Feng Xuanye said he could use. It was indeed enough for him to use. All the things he could use had been completely hung on the tree. There was no mistake. Han Yu
It is impossible to imagine how a little guy in the Xiantian realm was hung on a tree, and he was hung there with his butt upwards in a very uncivilized way.
Different from the peace in the village, there is an undercurrent surging in Qianxi City.