The strongest starting system

Chapter 1145 Your Flying Sword Can’t Work
"Absorb light and rain! There is someone in Wuyou City who has become an emperor. This is a rare good thing in a hundred years. Of course, you have to use the afterglow scattered when someone else becomes an emperor to improve your own strength. You have not missed this golden opportunity. ? Have you absorbed the light rain?"

Zhao Wushuang thought about it seriously, and said: "No, I was sleeping just now."

"..." Zhao Kuangtian slapped his head, and said rather annoyedly: "You boy, even if your strength is advancing by leaps and bounds, you can't be arrogant. You are the top powerhouse who has become the emperor of Yuanshen. You can't get in touch with such a blessing. Come on, why don't you cherish it, kid?"

Zhao Wushuang didn't say anything, but smiled.

His smile made Zhao Kuangtian feel even more that this kid was drifting away, so he started talking.

"Son, you must always have a humble heart, and you must never be complacent. Modesty makes people progress, and pride makes people lag behind..."

Zhao Wushuang suddenly felt something was wrong, and immediately turned on the Yuanshen shielding mode. For him now, it is really easy to block a person's nagging.

It's just that superficial work still needs to be done, so he lowered his head and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes."

After nodding for a while like the little chicken pecking rice, Zhao Wushuang realized that something was wrong, and looked up, Zhao Kuangtian was staring at him with puffy eyes.

Zhao Wushuang quickly unblocked and asked, "Father, what's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"

"Do you like to perfunctory your father so much, kid? What I said is the words of someone who has experienced it. If you don't listen to it, forget it, but you still look down on me."

"Father, how can I look down on you?" Zhao Wushuang looked blank.

"You keep saying yes yes, let me ask you, do you think your father and I are not strong enough, so you don't bother to listen to me? You say yes yes."

"..." Zhao Wushuang opened his mouth, but then held back the words.

Strictly speaking, Dad, your strength is really not very good.

……

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, Zhao Wushuang still lived in the restaurant with Zhao Kuangtian, eating and drinking well every day, and went out shopping in his spare time, enjoying a leisurely life.

Zhao Wushuang was not afraid of anything, even if someone from Ghost King Sect or Soul Eater Sect glared at him while walking on the street, he would hook his fingers and point to the sky, the meaning was obvious.

As long as you dare to do it, I will send you to heaven.

Of course those people didn't dare to do anything in the city. Seeing Zhao Wushuang's chin raised to the sky, they were very depressed, and they were about to suffer from internal injuries.

On the second day, Zhao Wushuang arrived as scheduled and arrived at the gate of Hellboy's mansion.

This time, there were not many people brought by Hellboy, the capital of dragons. In addition to Honglian and King Kong, there were three remaining saints and elders of the sixth heaven, whose status was only lower than the law enforcement.

This kind of lineup can walk sideways in the Tuoshe ghost domain.

"Wu Shuang, the route we took this time happened to be not far from the headquarters of the Zongmen, and we happened to send your father to the headquarters of the Promise Gate to live for a while, what do you think?" Hellboy asked.

"Then thank you Baron!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Of course, Zhao Wushuang knew that the so-called side trip was intentional by Hellboy, and he was showing his kindness to himself. Since the other party offered this kindness, he would follow suit.

Backed by a big tree to enjoy the shade, with the two thick thighs of the Hellboy and the Empress, Zhao Wushuang will not be afraid even if he faces the Demon King.

The team composed of several people was light and concise, and they left the city gate at noon.

For high-level saints like them, traveling thousands of miles a day is not a problem at all.

"My lord baron, at our speed, we can reach the dragon capital in about a day and a half."

The three saints and the powerhouses of the sixth heaven are all elders, and one of them, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, took out a few flying swords from the ring, flicked his fingers, and the swords flew into the air.

Those flying swords are wider and thicker than ordinary long swords, and can accommodate two to three people. It is very convenient for flying swordsmen to stand or sit.

Zhao Wushuang glanced at these professional flying swords and curled his lips.

The middle-aged man caught a glimpse of Zhao Wushuang's reaction and couldn't help frowning slightly; "These Fengling Yujian are made from the metallurgical material that I mined under the Yugu Mountain. It has a higher degree of tolerance, and in terms of the construction of the flying sword, my Fengling flying sword can rank among the top three in the entire ghost domain."

The middle-aged man is the Elder Feng among the three elders. He is very powerful, obsessed with the art of smelting, and loves to study the way of smelting the most in his life. He is the second in this respect, and no one in the Wuji Sect dares to be the first.

Even if you look at the whole continent, Elder Feng is one of the top five smelting masters.

Under normal circumstances, when he took out these flying swords, people who had never seen them would be amazed and praised the flying swords he refined.

Not only did the boy not respond with surprise, but he also showed a hint of disdain.How could Elder Feng, who had always been confident in his smelting skills, endure it?
"If you have never used it, you may not be able to master this sword in a short time. My friend Wu Shuang, with your current status and knowledge, have you never used such a superb flying sword? I will give it to you this time. a handful."

As Elder Feng said, he stretched out his hand to release Qi, and pulled a flying sword down in front of Zhao Wushuang.

He poured a layer of Yuanli into it very covertly.

When Zhao Wushuang tried to control the flying sword, his center of gravity would inevitably be unstable under the control of his Yuanli, and he would fall to the ground. When the time came to take a sniff, it would relieve his dissatisfaction.

With Zhao Wushuang's eyesight, he immediately discovered Elder Feng's little trick.

He didn't expose the other party, but nodded and smiled; "Then thank you, Elder Feng."

After Zhao Wushuang finished speaking, he stepped on the flying sword. At the same time, the corner of Elder Feng's mouth curled into a sneer.

As human spirits, Hellboy, Honglian and others couldn't see Elder Feng's careful thinking, but they didn't stop them, but allowed the two to talk.

Moreover, Hellboy folded his arms around his chest and looked towards this side with a smile on his face, for fear of missing a good show.

Zhao Wushuang stood up completely with both feet, and when he was infused with Yuanli and flew in the air, the Yuanli energy machine hidden inside the flying sword suddenly sprang out like a poisonous snake, cutting off the connection between his Yuanli and Feijian. connection between.

Zhao Wushuang may be able to regain stability by virtue of his dexterous figure, but Elder Feng's purpose is only to make him embarrass himself once.

The hidden Yuanli energy machine was quickly released, and just when Elder Feng thought his little plot was about to succeed, Zhao Wushuang stepped on the flying sword lightly, and the pure Yuanli entangled from the sole of his foot, penetrated into the Feijian, cut off Absorbed the power of Elder Feng.

Feijian lost the support of Yuanli, fell powerlessly, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Elder Feng, your sword is not very good."

Zhao Wushuang's indifferent words made Elder Feng's face change.

(End of this chapter)