The Last Mecha

Chapter 130 Devouring forging, taming swords, martial arts

10%.

Wu Gou estimated the purity of the metal core in his hand after recasting it into a sword, but he was not sure.

Its potential upper limit should be around the three-story tower, which is not bad.

Even in later generations, quality Qi weapons with a purity of more than 50% cannot be forged in one go.

Until the beginning of the 25th century, human beings had not been able to break through [-]% of the forging of quality equipment. It was not until a Frank craftsman invented the engulfing forging method with iterative thinking that he finally broke this limitation.

The principle is very simple. First of all, after returning to the furnace, the product will become a metal core, similar to the one in Wu Gou's hand.

A metal core of 20% purity Tanwu Qilin, and a 10% Juesheng Qilin, if these two things are forged together, the result must be a Tanwu Qilin with a purity of less than 30%.

As long as the last name is the same, the one with higher purity will devour the lower one, and the effect of taming the sword will still be preserved.

This feature doesn't matter to Tanwu, but it is very important to swallowing blood, which needs to be nurtured step by step with qi blood.

Therefore, if there is no more suitable appearance, the metal core of this greedy unicorn may become the cornerstone of Wu Gou's steady progress.

In his last life, he only climbed to the three-tiered Pagoda of Tanwu. To put it bluntly, it was because of his lack of proficiency in martial arts.

During Xingyimen, he spent too little time with Jiang Mulin himself, and in martial arts, there are many profound aspects that do not rely on hands-on training. It is difficult to speak fluently only by language and other things.

As for his follow-up travels, the three or two ways he learned from the hands of the masters basically belonged to broadening his horizons, and did not have much effect on the depth of martial arts.

In addition, he himself is not a martial idiot. In the era when the whole world is in chaos and war, there are still many things that need to be improved, so he himself did not delve too deep into it.

It can be said that Wu Gou's lack of martial arts depth in later generations is also a regret that he cannot make up for.

If it weren't for this reason, the martial arts unicorn he held in his middle age would be able to exert greater power, and it would not be damaged in a certain battle in the future, and it is uncertain whether it will affect the outcome of that war
But at the moment, everything is too far away.

Moreover, the longer the timeline is stretched, the more powerful the butterfly effect will be. Whether many key nodes that affect the future will be in the original form at the same time, or even happen, is itself questionable. .

Taking that kind of thing one step at a time is not what Wu Gou wants to consider now.

What he has to do now is to learn more from Jiang Mulin so that he can climb to higher floors in the future.

In later generations, a qi weapon with a purity of over 70% and developed to the apex in sword training has another name-Shenwu.

But at least from the written records and what he saw and heard, Wu Gou has not yet learned that anyone can turn a Qi weapon into a martial arts by himself.

Until the early days of the end of the world, the seven martial arts in the world were all the power of the whole country. Through massive resources and cutting-edge technology, the seven qi weapons were abruptly lifted to that height.In the post-apocalyptic era, human beings no longer have such resources and linkage capabilities.

However, the scientific community has always believed that there should still be a big gap between the martial arts obtained by pulling out seedlings and the martial arts that have been truly cultivated.

It's just that at that time, human beings didn't have much time left, and the Mecha God who was the hope of the world was killed and injured in repeated wars. Otherwise, in a few decades, most of the gods raised by individuals would spring up like mushrooms after rain. If so If so, perhaps the situation will be different again.

And Wu Gou, as the only Valkyrie who has returned to the present world, has his unique advantage.

He has the opportunity to raise a martial arts of his own.

Thinking of this, Wu Gou shook off his body with splashes of water, and poked his head out from under the bridge to take a hard look.

This place is already close to the concession, and the stone bridge with lions and lanterns carved on the top of the head spans the river.

With a white towel tied on his head, the farmer carrying the sideband sat down on the steps and was resting.

In a blink of an eye, he saw Wu Gou, who was soaking wet under the bridge hole, but didn't see the sword behind his back. He thought it was a child going out to play, so he smiled and showed his white teeth, and took out a blue and yellow belt from the bamboo basket behind his back. The worm-eyed little apple was thrown out.

Wu Gou reached out to take it, and didn't dislike it. He happened to be very tired, so he turned over the good side, and bit it with a crunch.As a result, a sip of the fruit juice was so sour that his facial features twisted together, and the farmer laughed happily. Then he lifted his legs and feet, put his shoulders on the bamboo pole, let out a "hey yo" and started on the road again.

It was still early in the morning, and the sky was a bit hazy. There were no other pedestrians on this stone path connecting the inside and outside of the concession except for the gray figure who was going away.

Wu Gou grinned and ate most of the apple, feeling that his body had gained strength again. He was just about to leave when he heard a rustling sound coming from the tall water bamboo under the bridge hole.

It's not big, but it's enough to attract attention in the quiet and windless present.

He turned his head and took a look, thinking that it might be a wild cat. He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but just as he was about to get up, he saw a white jade-like arm falling out of the water bamboo, swinging in the air for a moment and then Hide back now.

But in just two seconds, Wu Gou saw a dark red bloodstain rolling down the back of that hand, it was so red, it was very conspicuous compared with that skin color.

If you observe carefully, you will find that there are some red marks on the nearby leaves and stone walls.

Jiangyang Bandit?It's not like that either.

A child who escaped from the hands of Hanako, or a debtor?

Wu Gou hesitated for a moment, then brought up Tunxue Qiongqi and approached slowly in two or three steps.

His footsteps were very light, the sound of water rolling past his ears, and the toe of his shoes brushed over the calamus on the ground, making a small sound.

When you get close, you can clearly see the vague shadow hidden in the green. It is thin and not tall.

With this thought in mind, Wu Gou's vigilance also gradually relaxed. Holding the sword in his right hand, he stretched out his fingers with his left hand, biting and sweeping away the thick bunch of leaves like pulling a bamboo curtain.

However, at the same time, his sense of crisis suddenly exploded!

I saw the figure behind the grass head moving, with a strange bright red saber, pushing away the water bamboo bushes, and nailing it straight towards Wu Gou's chest.

A fierce look flashed across Wu Gou's eyes, and on one side of his body, he swung his right hand holding the dagger obliquely, and the two blades reflected the daylight and intertwined.

Wu Gou's heart was shocked, and he saw that he and Tunxue Qiongqi were intertwined on the mother-in-law knife in mid-air, and a large piece of bright red was floating like water. It diffused into the water, and the background color of the wandering red pool was a brilliant black blue!
(End of this chapter)