Chapter 9 Weapon Level ()

He took the big sword handed over by Blake, and the sword body was heavy in his hand. This was the mainstream weapon in this world. Lin Wu operated the faint wind-attribute fighting spirit in his body according to the method taught by Blake. However, when Lin Wu operated the wind-attribute fighting spirit, it seemed that he did not feel uncomfortable as Blake said. The fighting spirit was very smooth in his body, without any slowness.

Putting aside the doubts in his heart, Lin Wu's general Dou Qi gathered in his hands. Now he could not transmit Dou Qi to the sword body. However, when the Dou Qi was transferred to his hands, Lin Wu found that his hands were full of power. Even the big sword became light and fluttering in his hands.

"drink!!"

With a light shout, Lin Wu suddenly waved the big sword in his hand, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, a small tree was cut off by Lin Wu in half.

"Huh?" Blake looked at Lin Wu in surprise. He had also read the Feng-attributed Dou Qi. Except for his praiseworthy speed, he was almost useless. However, what Lin Wu showed was somewhat different from the description of the martial arts.

Looking at the cut-off tree in front of him, Lin Wu looked excited. This was done by Lin Wu without using the power of gods and ghosts.

At this time, the caravan was already ready. After using the fighting spirit to defend and increase the speed, Blake hurriedly left to prepare for today's itinerary.

Taking advantage of this time, Lin Wu also stepped up his practice for a while, but suddenly Lin Wu felt that he felt weak, but the Dou Qi was exhausted. The weakness of the Wei Feng Jue was undoubtedly exposed at this moment. The Dou Qi was small and the recovery speed was slow.

With a gentle sigh, Lin Wu took back the sword in his hand, and the caravan had already set off.

Lin Wu came to Blake's carriage and returned the big sword in his hand to Blake. The sword is the life of a swordsman. Blake can use his carry-on sword to himself with great trust.

When Lin Wushu returned the sword to Blake, Blake took out a thin sword and handed it to Lin Wushu: "Your fighting spirit is about speed, and the sword will affect your speed. You can hold this thin sword."

"Thank you, Captain Blake." Lin Wu carefully took the thin sword. This thin sword was like an ancient Chinese long sword. The sword body was only two fingers wide. The thin sword seemed to be nothing in his hand. He drew the sword out of the sheath and shone a cold light into his eyes, showing the extraordinaryness of this sword.

Thanking Blake again, Lin Wu returned to his team with "Qingyin". Qingyin, this is the name of the thin sword Lin Wu said to Blake. Because Lin Wu would make a slight sword sound when he waved this long sword, Lin Wu named it "Qingyin".

John couldn't help but feel a little envious when he saw Lin Wu having an intern swordsman overnight, and he quickly turned into a junior swordsman. The other four people in the team looked at Lin Wu with admiration in their eyes.

When John saw the long sword in Lin Wu's hand, he suddenly exclaimed. When he heard John's exclamation, Lin Wu asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"This is the team leader's refined sword." John widened his eyes, looking disbelief.

"What refinement level?" Lin Wu was still a little confused when he heard John's words, but he was sure what Blake thought was a very precious thing.

"Weapons and equipment also have their levels, and they are divided into the lowest level ordinary weapons, just like us." As he said that, John drew out his portable sword, "This is also the best among ordinary weapons."

"And above ordinary weapons are refined-level weapons. Only advanced blacksmiths can create this kind of weapon. Among them, the most exquisite one created by the dwarf clan is definitely the dream of every swordsman." John stared at the long sword in Lin Wu's hand and almost drooled.

Hearing John's words, Lin Wu suddenly felt that Blake was too good to him. He not only gave him a very precious attribute fighting qi technique, but also gave him such a precious weapon.

"I don't know why Commander Blake said he couldn't advance." Lin Wu secretly decided in his heart that he would repay Commander Blake's kindness after he became stronger.

"However, refined weapons are just powerful weapons among ordinary weapons. If they are truly magic weapons, they should be magic weapons. The power of magic weapons is unimaginable. I once saw a primary swordsman emitting a fighting spirit light with a first-level magic weapon, and defeating an intermediate swordsman." When John said of magic weapons, he had no desire in his expression, but only respect.

Because he lost his pursuit because he was too far away, he was the greatest satisfaction for John, a primary upper-level swordsman, to obtain a refined weapon. As for magic weapons, he had no idea at all.

Listening quietly to John's words, Lin Wu finally realized that he had not even understood the tip of the iceberg of this world yet. The magic weapon was actually divided into level 7. The level 1 magic weapon could allow a primary swordsman to defeat the intermediate swordsman. How powerful should the level 7 magic weapon be?

Just as John talked endlessly about his experiences to Lin Wu and several other rookie mercenaries, the caravan suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Lin Wu said in confusion.

"Haha, we are about to enter the Fengyu Plain. We will encounter countless mice here, but don't worry, those mice are not at all dangerous." John smiled.

Hearing John's words, Lin Wu found that in front of the caravan was an endless grassland. The half-human-high grass kept rising and falling like waves with the breeze. "So beautiful!" Lin Wu sighed in his heart.

"Hey, it's still early spring. If you come in summer, the green is mixed with the fresh fragrance of green grass, which is intoxicating." John said to Lin Wu and the others.

"Keep going!!" Blake shouted loudly.

As Blake said, the caravan continued to move forward slowly, entering the half-man-high grassland, and the road became even more difficult to walk. Everyone lost the interest in chatting. While cleaning the weed, they carefully observed whether there were any mice.

"Squeak~~"

As Lin Wu pushed away the grass beside him, a familiar voice came to Lin Wu's ears, "Rat!!" Lin Wu shouted almost reflexively.

Because when Lin Wu was on Earth, there was a cunning mouse in their dormitory. Lin Wu and others fought with him for several months but failed to eliminate it. Every time the arrogant rat bit some of their treasured books, Lin Wu and his friends were so angry that they reflexed when they heard the sound of the rat.

"Protect the vehicle!!" Blake's sound of fighting spirit also sounded instantly.

When each team heard this, they tightly surrounded the vehicles equipped with food, staring vigilantly at the half-person-high grass around them.

"Squeak~~" The continuous sound of rats made Lin Wu look a little ugly. Hearing the sound of tens of thousands of rats, the sound was definitely deafening.

"Here you." John pulled out his sword and said.

Following John's words, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the grass and rushed towards John.

John waved his sword suddenly in front of the black shadow, and as a blood arrow shot out, the black shadow fell straight, and Lin Wu could see the true face of the night clearly.
Chapter completed!