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Sword, in Zhang Yekong's previous life, especially in his country, can be said to be the dream of almost all young people, the dream of martial arts.

After closing his eyes for a moment, Zhang Yekong decided on the weapon he would bring.

That is the knife.

In the previous life, most Chinese people loved swords, but Zhang Yekong only loved swords.

First of all, knives can be seen and even used almost anytime and anywhere since they are born.

Furthermore, a knife is easier to master than a sword. You don't need to put in too much effort, and you can kill people easily with one hand.But the sword can't do it. If you don't have three, five, or ten years of hard work, let alone killing people, it's fine if you don't get cut by the sword.

Many people here may think that the sword is easy to practice, but the sword is not easy to practice, so once practiced well, the sword must be stronger than the sword.

In fact, it is not the case. The reason why sword practice is simple is that most people do not practice stabbing, but only practice chopping.

However, cutting and stabbing to death, whether it is a knife or a sword, is the same.

People have practiced killing stabbing for 50 to [-] years, but I have only practiced wounding stabbing for a year or two, and I can't lose.

Sword, sword.

Zhang Yekong looked through countless ancient books, and finally found that what the sword loses to the sword is not because of the harm done to people, but because of reputation.

Since ancient times, almost all sword users are knights and butchers.But most of the sword users are noble people.

Moreover, most of the sword learners become monks, while those who practice sword basically start from childhood. The gap between the two is not 01:30.

Ever since, a knife is not as good as a sword, and it gradually rises in the hearts of everyone.But in fact, there is no difference between the strength of the knife and the sword.

Moreover, compared with swords, knives are purely murderous weapons produced for fighting and dying.

Therefore, in melee fighting, the knife is better than the sword.

Because of this, after reading countless books about martial arts, Zhang Yekong still loves knives, not swords.

Knife, heroic, domineering, brave.Although it is not as noble and elegant as a sword, it can advance and retreat freely.But just like the way of cultivation, if you don't advance, you will die, and there will never be a middle.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yekong couldn't help taking a deep breath.

If there is a chance to get a set of sword techniques, it can be regarded as the fulfillment of the dream that I have had for almost ten years in my previous life.

With a faint smile on his face, Zhang Yekong set his eyes on the blacksmith shop next to him.

Now that you have chosen the type of weapon, what you have to do now is to choose a good knife.

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Not long after Zhang Yekong left the Zhang family, the place where the deacon lived was about 200 meters away from the place where Mo Beixia lived.

Qian Ming, the deacon of the Zhang family.

A strong warrior, with a section of red copper skin, possesses the strength of nine bulls, and is also one of the second elder Zhang Yuqian's heart.

And at this moment, sitting with him in his room are Zhang Yetao, Zhang Yemeng, Zhang Yehua, the three of them.

"Brother Yetao, where's Brother Yelan?"

After sitting for a while, but found that Zhang Yelan hadn't arrived, Zhang Yemeng not only said, "Isn't he coming?"

Zhang Yetao shook his head, "Brother, he has put all his heart and soul into this big competition, and immediately retreated after returning home. The news came directly to me."

"Without Brother Yelan, what should we do? That little bastard is now a power-training warrior, and it's beyond our ability to deal with it..." Zhang Yemeng, whose face had become extremely slumped, was not only extremely discouraged.

But upon hearing Zhang Yemeng's words, Zhang Yehua's eyes turned red immediately, and with a look of incomparable resentment on his face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, could it be that the insult on the martial arts training ground was for nothing? Brother Yetao, Brother Yemeng, I don’t know if this has happened to you, but I have to say these days, those sisters who were always under the pressure of the younger sister, are now jumping one by one Come out, take the matter of that day every day, and come to find trouble with my little sister, little sister..."

Hearing Zhang Yehua's crying words, Zhang Yemeng's originally slumped face turned extremely ugly the next moment, and his black eyes seemed to be painted with a layer of blood red at this moment. What happened to Zhang Yehua also happened to Zhang Yemeng.

Seeing the reactions of Zhang Yemeng and Zhang Yehua, Zhang Yetao took a deep breath, with a stern look on his face, "Don't worry, since I asked you two to come, it's time to get rid of that little bastard." way."

"What way? What way?"

Hearing that Zhang Yetao had a solution, Zhang Yemeng and Zhang Yehua had a look of joy on their faces. After looking at each other, they immediately asked Zhang Yetao anxiously.

"In the Zhang family, without my brother's help, I really have nothing to do with that little bastard."

With a serious look on his face, Zhang Yetao clenched his fists tightly, obviously very angry that he couldn't do anything to Zhang Yekong, a good-for-nothing. "However, it's different when you leave the Zhang family."

Zhang Yetao's unhurried, half-spoken and half-spoken words immediately made Zhang Yemeng anxious, "What's the difference, brother Yetao, you should speak quickly, speak quickly."

Zhang Yemeng couldn't understand it. Zhang Yehua, who was born as a woman, was born to be more careful than a man. She immediately heard Zhang Yetao's implication and said: "Outside? Brother Yetao, could it be you I want?"

"Not bad." Zhang Yetao looked at Zhang Yehua with an extremely seyin-like face and said slowly, "That's it."

"However, Brother Ye Tao, you need to know that once the family finds out, it will be a felony, and at the very least, one's cultivation base will be abolished and he will be kicked out of the Zhang family. If the patriarch insists on pursuing him, even a death penalty is justified."

"Hehe, Ye Hua, if you don't tell me about this kind of thing, who would know? After all, it is a wild forest. Although it is not as dangerous as the lower world, there is still a risk of death. It’s just a little bit of strength, but I rushed into that dangerous place, and I haven’t asked anyone to take it, so it’s normal to die in it.”

His complexion changed slightly. Although Zhang Yehua hated Zhang Yekong who hurt her and made her lose face, he always wanted to take revenge and exchange that shame, but murder?The person who was killed in particular was the son of the patriarch? "Brother Ye Tao, do you want to kill...?"

"Don't say it, don't say it." Shaking his head until he heard Zhang Yehua's words, Zhang Yetao looked at the two of them and said softly: "I just ask you now, do you want to do it or not? Don't worry, I've already made arrangements." , Uncle Qian Ming, one of my father's confidantes, is also a master of physical strength far beyond the existence of the training level."

Zhang Yetao has already said what he said so clearly, if he still doesn't understand, he would be a fool, and immediately Zhang Yemeng was the first to raise his palm, with a stern look in his eyes, "Do it, how can you not do it?" Ever since I was injured by that little bastard, I have been waiting for this kind of opportunity all the time, to return all the humiliation to him completely, leaving nothing behind."

And when Zhang Yemeng agreed, Zhang Yehua, who was still a little hesitant, couldn't help but think of everything he had encountered in the recent period. With a cold look on his face, he nodded his head lightly, "I did, Brother Ye Tao."

"Okay." Smiling in satisfaction, Zhang Yetao said directly: "Since that's the case, there's no need to delay. Let's set off immediately and head to the forest over there. We must kill that little bastard before he returns to the Zhang family."

"Okay!" Zhang Yemeng and Zhang Yehua nodded at the same time.

Then Zhang Yetao looked at Qian Ming who was at the side and said, "Uncle Ming, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Don't worry, young master." There was a faint smile on Qian Ming's face: "Qian Ming will definitely not let you down, young master...."

"Brother Yetao, shall we act now?"

There was a sneer on Zhang Yetao's face: "No, it's too obvious to go now. Wait until tomorrow, and even if people find out, it will be a night. Just say that you didn't see that little bastard."

"Ok!"

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In the village in front of the forest, in the blacksmith shop.

Zhang Yekong, who walked inside, looked at the various strange weapons hanging on the wall, and couldn't help but let out an expression of admiration on his face.

As expected of a world above strength, such a blacksmith shop almost possesses weapons of different lengths and characteristics that surpass those of white pieces.

Not only that, but on the outermost part of the wall, there are obviously the most popular types of weapons, swords and knives, and there are nearly fifty or sixty types of different sizes.

There are so many kinds of weapons in the previous life, unless it seems to spend a lot of money to find someone to build them, otherwise, if you want to see them, you may have to go to the history museum or travel to ancient times.

Of course, at that time, in terms of the ancient times of that world, Zhang Yekong still thought that such blacksmith shops were absolutely rare.

Taking a breath, Zhang Yekong no longer paid attention to those strange weapons, but instead focused on the most popular and most numerous swords.

In this world, swords are still equally famous, but this blacksmith's sword is obviously more than a sword.

Obviously, in the forest, knives that are good for cutting are much more popular than swords that are used for straight stabs.

Although the world is different, the types of knives have not changed much, such as nine rings, willow leaves, waist knives, double knives, back knives and so on.

Of course, there are also many blades that Ye Kong has never seen in his previous life.

"Brother, do you want to choose a weapon?"

While Zhang Yekong was looking at the weapons hanging on the wall, a young man in his twenties with a slightly humble expression walked over with a smile on his face.

Nodding his head, Zhang Yekong said bluntly, "Well, I want to buy a good knife."

"I don't know, brother, which one of the above knives do you like?" Hearing that the weapon Zhang Yekong chose was a knives, the young man frowned slightly, but he still maintained a sufficient smile.

"I don't have much understanding of weapons, so I probably want a knife that is sharp enough but not easy to cut off." Zhang Yekong looked at the knife on it and shook his head.

Hearing Zhang Yekong's words, the young man's pupils lit up immediately. He was indeed a beginner. Now that it's done, he can make a lot of money.

At that moment, the young man didn't hesitate, "It seems that I want to buy a good knife. If so, please look at this one." As he said, the young man took down the decorative knife from the wall where countless knives were lined up. The most gorgeous one.

There was only a sound, and the blade shot out from the incomparably gorgeous scabbard, making an ear-shattering sound.

"This knife was made by the master knife maker in our shop. The knife is three feet and one inch long. It has the ability to break iron and steel." With a trace of longing on his face, the young man waved a knife flower vigorously, looking at it with a sigh Zhang Yekong said: "Originally, this knife can be regarded as the treasure of our store..."

Looking at the eloquent and boastful young man, the corners of Zhang Yekong's mouth could not help but bend slightly.

"This kid, do you think you are being taken advantage of?"