Martial World

Entering the second floor, there were many fewer people at once. There were only a few customers in the huge space. A middle-aged man in a gray long gown was sitting behind the counter drinking tea.

The guy saluted the middle-aged man respectfully, and then whispered a few words in his ear.

"Oh? This young man wants to pick a heavy gun?" The middle-aged man looked at Lin Ming with interest, "How much gun do you want?"

"Eight hundred catties."

"Eight hundred catties?" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, "An eight hundred catty gun requires at least four thousand catties of strength. Did you use it?"

Lin Ming said, "It's used. Even if it's inconvenient to use now, it will be more convenient in the future."

"Ha! Have the courage, I'll show you a gun."

The middle-aged man stood up and walked to a side room. After a while, the middle-aged man walked out with a long wooden box. Although he was just walking around casually, Lin Ming discovered that every time the middle-aged man walked, he walked out. The soft "squeak" of the wooden floor that was stepped on every step was the sound of the wood fibers being overwhelmed.

Obviously, the wooden box in his hand is very heavy!

The middle-aged man placed the box on the counter, opened the lid, and wrapped an eight-foot long gun in a thick strip of cloth.

The middle-aged man untied the cloth strip, revealing the purple gun body and the dark red gun head. At the middle end of the purple and black gun body, two characters - "Guanghong" were engraved in seal script.

These two words are simple and round, and with the heavy gun, there seems to be a vast air blowing towards the face.

Nice gun!

The middle-aged man said, "This gun is called Guanhong. It has an eight-foot body and an eight-inch head. It is a semi-treasure weapon."

"Huh? Half-treasure?"

The middle-aged man said: "Only the head of the gun is a treasure, not the barrel."

Lin Ming suddenly realized that because of the complicated craftsmanship of the gun barrel, it was difficult to engrave the formation, but the spear head, like the sword, could naturally engrave the formation and make it into a treasure.

However, without the formation on the gun barrel, the true essence cannot penetrate, and the power is naturally greatly reduced.

The middle-aged human said: "Although the gun barrel is not a treasure, in terms of toughness, it is stronger than the ordinary low-grade treasure."

The difference between a treasure and an ordinary weapon is that the treasure is engraved with the formation, which can be infused with true essence. It does not mean that the treasure must be stronger than the ordinary weapon.

The master craftsman who creates treasures must first be warriors. Ordinary craftsmen cannot create treasures because they have no real essence and do not understand the formation method. But sometimes, ordinary craftsmen can use top-quality materials and secret skills passed down from generation to generation. In terms of sharpness and sturdiness, this magical weapon is likely to be stronger than a treasure!

Of course, this kind of magic weapon can't focus on the true essence. In real combat, the power of martial arts will be worse than that of treasures.

The middle-aged human said: "The barrel of this gun is forged with purple black bullet iron, the gun head is made of moiré iron, and the gun blades on both sides are mixed with mysterious gold, which is extremely sharp. Together, they cannot be separated, and they weigh eight hundred and twenty pounds."

Purple black bullet iron?

When Lin Ming was in class, he heard the elder Chuan Gong talk about this kind of strange metal. This kind of metal is extremely heavy, and it has very good elasticity. It can even be used to make the body of a strong bow. This kind of bow, With the bowstring made of high-grade beast tendons, it can easily shoot two thousand steps away, and the fine steel plate will be pierced by an arrow!

This kind of purple black bullet iron is used to make the gun barrel. The eight-point thick gun barrel can be bent into a half-moon shape, and the force that pops out can break down the middle of the big tree and hug the thick tree. The strength of a warrior with a strength of 5,000 pounds can be shaken at will. The trembling of the barrel of the gun alone can kill a person.

However, Ziwu bullet iron is very good, but it has to be forged countless times when it is formed. As a result, it is impossible to engrave the formation in it, and any formation will be forged, so it cannot be used for Make treasures.

But even so, Ziwu bullet iron is also loved by many master craftsmen, because it is too suitable for guns and strong bows.

Lin Ming held the gun barrel made of Ziwu bullet iron in his hand and shook it vigorously. The gun barrel vibrated up and down, but the vibration was not large. This was because Lin Ming was not strong enough to shake the Ziwu bullet. iron.

But even so, the middle-aged man was suddenly shocked, this young man has such perverted strength! To be able to shake the barrel of the gun like this, the strength is probably no less than three thousand catties! Seeing that he is only at the peak of the second level of physical training, what a good muscle and bone!

Lin Ming danced a few more times. Eight hundred and twenty pounds, it was quite easy to pick up, but it would definitely not be easy to dance. Fighting with such a weapon, even if Lin Ming had the "True Essence of Chaos" to support him, he still wouldn't be able to. Will run out of stamina soon.

But Lin Ming wasn't worried, he would break through soon, so the weight was just right.

"How much is this gun?"

"Nine thousand taels of gold!"

Nine thousand taels... Lin Ming wasn't too surprised. This gun was worth the price. Just the head of the treasured gun made of cloud-patterned iron was worth three thousand taels, and the barrel of the purple-black iron was sold for six thousand taels. A thousand taels is definitely not expensive.

Lin Ming took out all the golden tickets, then took out the purple-gold VIP card and pressed it on the table. This Shenbingtang has also joined the United Chamber of Commerce. With the VIP card, a 10% discount can be reduced to 8,100. Two, but even so, the sum of the golden tickets on Lin Ming's body was still fifty taels short.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up slightly when he saw the VIP card, "Is the young man from the Marshal's Mansion?"

Lin Ming thought for a moment, hesitated for a while, and said, "No, it's just that a friend of mine is in the Marshal's Mansion."

Although what Lin Ming said was an understatement, the middle-aged man knew that this young man's friend was definitely an important figure in the Marshal's residence. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to have a VIP card and give it away as a gift. He smiled and said, "So that's the case, since he is the Marshal. The honored guest of the government, this gun is only 8,000 taels from the young hero."

"Thank you very much." Lin Ming was not hypocritical. One hundred taels of gold was nothing to him or the Divine Armament Hall.

The guy wrapped the gun in a cloth strip and put it back in the box. Lin Ming carried the box on his back. After saying goodbye, he swept back to the mountain.

The gun body is made of Ziwu bullet iron, and the gun head is made of treasure-grade cloud-patterned iron. The total weight is 820 pounds. Lin Ming is excited when he thinks about such a gun!

Once again, he came to the open space in the back mountain. Because he was carrying an eight hundred and twenty-pound gun, Lin Ming stepped on the grass under his feet, and one step was a foot socket.

Feeling the heavy pressure from behind, Lin Ming felt a surge of pride in his heart. He aimed at a big rock and slashed down with a shot, only to hear a "bang", the rock was smashed by the heavy gun without any suspense. Because of the elasticity of the gun's shaft, Lin Ming's hand did not feel much shock-reducing force. This is the advantage of Ziwu bullet iron. If the gun's shaft was pure black iron, this shock would cause the tiger's mouth to go numb. If the recoil force is a little bigger, it is not impossible for the tiger's mouth to crack.

"Haha, good gun!"

Lin Ming wielded the long spear recklessly. He didn't know how to use the spear. He completely followed the boxing routine. The 820-pound spear danced like a tiger. Bloated, a little out of stamina.

This gun is heavy enough!

Right at this moment, a fire lit up in front of Lin Ming, um, sound transmission?