Black Ride

Soru took the dust-free arrow that was shaped by Wu Qi to form a flying knife. The brilliance in the eyes became brighter, and the thick surprise color was released without any suppression.

The "machine seal" on this "dust-free arrow" is still intact, that is to say, it has all the characteristics of "natural work". If Soru did not see with his own eyes that the dust-free arrows he had created were changed by Wu Qi, he might think that this was his unconscious work after being drunk.

When Soru looked at Wu Qi again, the language was full of excitement: "Kid, is this that you made with your abilities?"

Wu Qi was not easy to breathe a sigh of relief. He looked up and saw his "masterpiece". The sudden thoughts in his heart finally got a satisfactory answer.

"It's me, Master Soru." Wu Qi admitted.

"Good boy! Nothing to say, you come to be an apprentice of the old man!" Master Solu smiled and smiled, and a pair of white beards smiled.

Wu Qi heard this unexpected answer, and some did not respond at that time.

"Master Solu, I..."

Master Sulu saw through the hesitation in Wu Qi’s eyes. He said directly: “No need to hesitate. Although your power is not like the old man’s “natural work”, it is also an ability that is extremely suitable for craftsmen. The old man dares to say that many craftsmen dream to have a third-order ability that can improve their craftsmanship skills. This kind of thing is related to the luck of talent, and it is impossible to do so."

Master Soru’s right hand squatted on Wu Qi’s shoulder and said with a strong heart: “Boy, you have a talent that can definitely help you achieve a certain achievement, and you have also met one of the famous craftsmen in the apocalyptic abyss. At this time, I don’t grasp the opportunity, what are you waiting for?”

Wu Qi’s thinking speed has always been fast. There is already a scale in his heart, the left end of the scale is "hunter", and the right end of the scale is "artisan".

The craftsman is a profession that Wu Qi has never known before. Because he does not use much guns in the human domain, there is no need to study how to make these technological weapons. Now he is in the apocalyptic abyss, the culture of the apocalyptic abyss is very different from the human domain. They do not have military and military scientists who make high-tech military weapons. Instead, they are a retro profession called "artisans".

The average geologic energy of the Apocalypse Abyss is very strong, so it can produce a large number of high-quality new-age materials. Forging these materials into a cold weapon that can break the composite metal armor of human high-tech manufacturing is a craftsman. If he learns the craftsman's skills, the future is indispensable.

"Master Soru, thanks to your love," Wu Qi seriously said, "Wu Qi is just a dull hunter, and now the learning of the disappearing archery of the hunting team has not achieved anything. Wu Qi is of course willing to listen to the teachings of Master Solu. After all, you can use one heart and two to improve your taboo."

Wu Qi slowly stood up straight, and Master Solu had to let go of Wu Qi’s shoulder.

Wu Qi Chao Soulu master bowed and whispered: "Master Solu, thank you."

Master Sulu did not speak for a long time. He suddenly snorted with a sigh of relief: "Do it. It seems that the profession of hunters is more than the heart of your young people. I feel that craftsmen are a hidden profession, and good men should have a strong Force, instead of succumbing to a fight in a workshop."

Wu Qi holds a fist: "The master says it is heavy, you should see that the younger generation respects you."

"Looking is to see it, but it is beautiful, it is ugly." Solu arms around her chest, her eyes closed, and the meaning of unhappiness was written on her face.

Soru has been a craftsman for most of his life. He has a lot of friends in this line. As a result, everyone said that his good fortune went to talents and abilities, that is, there is no luck. There is no bad character in the disciples that have been taught. Unfortunately, there are only limited talents or no suitable abilities.

Nowadays, he finally encountered a good seedling as a craftsman. He said that he would first pull it up as an apprentice to try. If talent, ability and character meet the requirements, he will be accepted as a pro-disciple, and the other person will say a bite. Beautiful words, in the end still refused him.

Wu Qi is awkward. He carefully observed the details of Soru's expression, and guessed that the other person was afraid of really moving his mind to him. He thought about it for a long time and finally thought of a solution.

"Master Nasuo, Wu Qi is willing to join your workshop and be an apprentice who will help you work at night." Wu Qi respectfully.

Master Solu heard that he opened his eyes and immediately closed it: "Hey, what is your name? The level and qualifications of the old man still need to work in the evening? The workshop closed the door and went straight to drink!"

Wu Qi smiled a bit: "It’s a late consideration, sorry."

At this time, a familiar figure came in from the front door of the workshop.

"Master Solu, good morning!"

The comer is Leicaon. As soon as Lekaon spoke, Wu Qi and Sulu turned their attention to him.

"Well, good morning." Soru and Leicaon returned a good morning.

Lykaon smiled and then looked at Wu Qi: "Wu Qi, it’s time to go to regular training. I will come over and remind you not to be late."

Wu Qi replied: "Okay, thank you."

"Then I will go first to prepare, the master will see you again." Lekaon waved his hand and left the workshop.

After Lekaon left, Soru smirked with a smirk, and Wu Qidao said: "Boy, you simply skip the training in the morning. If not, I will say hello to Harvey and directly turn you into the logistics team of the hunting team. ”

Wu Qi's chin fell slightly. The air was quiet for two seconds, and then the master of Sulu turned and waved like Wu Qi, and said: "Forget it, the old man understands what you mean, let's go. Remember to patrol in the afternoon, don't waste Time comes directly to the workshop."

"Yeah!" Wu Qi immediately bent down and worshipped and left.

After Wu Qi left, Soru exhaled. He touched a little bit of sweat on his head and sighed: "What is this, the craftsman who devotes a half-life sacred profession, did I take the initiative to find an apprentice who used it as a sideline?"

To know the artisan apprentices behind him, which is not to go to school, to prove that he really tested him a "half death."

Soru turned and yelled at other apprentices: "What you have just happened in the workshop, you must forget all, let alone go out!"

"Master, we haven't heard anything!" The apprentices said in unison. Obviously there is a tacit understanding.

"Know it."

Soru has already decided that he must not let the peers know that he has found such an apprentice, otherwise let his old friends know that he has done this kind of price reduction. "The famous artist Soru is looking for an apprentice" is a well-known craftsman who knows everything.

......

The third day of routine training began as usual. When I arrived at the location, Leicaon finally found a chance to chat with Wu Qi about the morning.

"Thank you at the time of the workshop." Wu Qi thanked Leicaon. He felt that Lycaon appeared in a critical moment and a muddy mud indirectly affected the development of things.

Before Wu Qi listened to the hunters talking privately, he knew that Leicaon was one of the few hunters who had a good relationship with Soru Master. His appearance equals his face and it plays a role. In exchange for other hunters to remind him of the training time, Soru's mood may be reversed and become worse, I am afraid it is difficult to let him go in a step of giving back.

Lekaon smiled and said: "I didn't do anything."

Lekaon said so, in fact, he did help Wu Qi in a certain sense. And it was an action that was full of subjective initiative, not accidental.

"That said, you just met the master craftsman, you may not know very well. Master craftsman. He is a very good old man. Maybe others think that the master craftsman's temper is a bit strange and not easy to approach, but in fact the master is convinced that he is sifting. The human eye; as long as he is the right person, he will be especially good to that person." Leicaon said.

Wu Qi slightly agreed.

The chat before the training is over and the training begins immediately.

Wu Qi put away all the things in his mind that were not related to bow and arrow. One mind focused on the bow and arrow in his hand, and the bow and arrow in the hands of Leicaon, 200 meters opposite.

Lycaon's body has a perfect archery posture. He holds the longbow firmly in one hand and the bow in the other, and even gives an elegant temperament in the smooth movement. His focused gaze aimed at the arrow, aiming at the target behind the arrow, and the finger pressed the end of the arrow to fill the bowstring.

Lycaon suddenly loosened. The wind broke through the air and suddenly disappeared into the center of Wu Qi’s eyes.

It was at this moment that Wu Qi focused on one mind and did not come out of the picture. The "gravitational" ability that manipulates 100% power in the picture almost wipes out the mental power and is still trying to change the way around the "Heavenly Creations" to change the shape of the dustless arrow.

On the power of the game at the moment of the game, "gravity" is not able to defeat the "natural work" in the other's field ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but in the end, his "operational ability" suddenly broke out, using him to recall now Unbelievable precision gravity has been drilled into the envelope of the "Heavenly Creations".

At that moment, it seems that the gravitational energy he manipulated has become a small particle at the first level of the unit, and it can be invaded and retired before the cover of the tightly locked machine. It is also possible to change the internal “organ sort”.

The so-called "operation ability of the ability", "the precision of the power", in the final analysis is the power of the power user itself! Mental strength can be enhanced through exercise, it has no physical, and it is even less likely to be released like energy.

The whistle of the whistle has already flown to Wu Qi's front three feet, Wu Qizhen's eyes wide, his eyes are the concentration of 10%, is his all spiritual power.

Wu Qi has used his powerful mental power to perceive the perception, and has increased the sensitivity of the perception network to the extreme. But in any case, he "feels" not close to the arrow. The gray tobacco, which looks like an illusion and resembles a real thing, entangles the flying arrows, as if it is a barrier that cuts off the two worlds.

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