Broken Night

Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Two – No. 2 Local Tyrant

"The name of Yishan, because of its unique shape, has the meaning of two ceremonies. Also because of its unique shape, it has an amplifying effect on some cultivators who have practiced special dual-attribute exercises. Shanquan, originally wanted to create a Tier 3 tattoo."

"Finally, because the mountain spring was influenced by Yishan, it was too unique to allow other materials to be incorporated into it, so this spring water was used to create a first-order pattern soldier. It's just that although the first-order pattern soldier, its power is already comparable to that of the second-order pattern. Side by side, it is a very powerful weapon. For the cultivator who has just broken through the Xiantian Palace, it is already one of the strongest weapons that can exert its power.”

Xu Yan couldn't help looking at the young man who was chatting, and saw that the young man was slightly fat, but his eyes were as small as a mouse, no matter how he looked at it, there was a hint of obscenity...

But I felt that this young man was very familiar with this kind of unpopular knowledge, so he took a second look.

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Most of those who have tattoos will use them for weapons that suit them.

For example, the strength is only one palace, if you give a second-order tattoo, no matter how strong the weapon is, it will not be able to play. Because the more advanced the tattoo armour is, the higher the demand for tattoo strength is naturally. If the grain strength is not at that level, it will be in vain to give even the strongest grain soldiers.

Therefore, a person like Huang Qiuye would not be so extravagant as to find a second-order tattoo soldier who could not fully exert his strength in a palace.

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"Zuo Kuanglan, brighten your sword!" Huang Qiuye stomped the ground with his long staff, and a circle of dust spread outward, full of power, and the divine light in his eyes was like madness: "I want to see, where did you come from? Courage to fight me one-on-one again!"

Zuo Kuanglan sneered and said nothing.

He stroked the black jade plaque around his waist, and a long stick appeared in the palm of his hand.

As soon as the stick came out, Zuo Kuanglan's aura soared, and a wave-like wave burst out from his body, causing Huang Qiuye, who was facing him, to change his face!

"What kind of tattooed soldier is this that made Zuo Kuanglan's aura soar?"

Everyone subconsciously looked at the chubby boy, but the boy frowned, as if he was thinking hard. At this moment, a voice sounded: "I know!"

Everyone, even Jin Qianji and the fat white boy looked at them.

The one who opened the mouth was Xu Yan. Xu Yan snorted twice: "This stick is the [Two Tyrant No. 2]."

Everyone was dumbfounded by this name...

ugly name...

"The body of the stick is made of ambergris as the main material and is made by fire forging. Among them, ambergris is used as a pattern [concentration]."

The fat boy frowned: "Concentration is often used to engrave tattoos in the heart palace to enhance the spiritual power of tattoo artists... It is a commonly used tattoo, but it is used to enter the tattoo army with [Concentration]?" For a moment, he slapped his thigh. : "I understand! This concentration pattern is carved into the palace with ambergris!"

"The Zuo family's famous [Panlong] pattern was carved into the palace with ambergris!"

"When the [Concentration] pattern, which was originally used to improve mental power, was used to use the dragon saliva grass into the patterned soldiers, it became a patterned soldier only suitable for the Zuojia Panlong pattern, which directly improved the combat power! What an amazing idea! And Although Zuo Kuanglan is a palace, his fighting style is unparalleled, which is exactly the kind of tattoo that can improve the strength of frontal fighting! This... This is a tattoo tailored for Zuo Kuanglan!"

When the people watching the battle heard the words, their expressions were slightly solemn.

Huang Qiuye even shouted, "This..."

On the other hand, Zuo Kuanglan, with a rare excited smile on his face, rushed forward!

For a time, sticks rained down.

Huang Qiuye was able to resist at first, but soon, Zuo Kuanglan broke through the defense line and hit his vest with a stick!

puff puff puff...

Zuo Kuanglan started fighting excitedly, and Huang Qiuye was beaten like a pig's head!

Finally, the Hundred-Wands Realm tattoo artist, who was directly judging the battle, finally couldn't stand it any longer. With a wave of his hand, the tattoo formation on the battlefield turned into a soft force, separating the two: "In this battle, left Kuanglan wins." After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without looking back.

Huang Qiuye looked very embarrassed, his yellow hair was messy like a bird's nest at the moment, and his face was even more swollen, like a pig's head. If you look at him from a distance, you will definitely not recognize this person as Huang Qiuye, the genius of the Huang family!

"This... you cheated! In order to beat me, you even asked a blacksmith to make a custom-made weapon! You are shameless! Your Zuo family is shameless!"

Tailor-made weapons sound simple, but they are not common in the whole world. Looking at the world, the number of blacksmiths is much lower than the number of tattooists. Therefore, every blacksmith, at the master level, will be treated quite high. And with the fame and strength, the tattoo soldiers sold will become more and more expensive.

And tailor-made, it is more expensive.

Because it is necessary to tailor-made tattoo soldiers, at least the realm of the blacksmith needs to step into the master level, so that there is enough technology and knowledge to tailor-made for the tattoo artist. And it needs to be tailor-made by master-level forging, even if it is a first-order tattoo, the fee is more than three times that of a general first-order tattoo! At this price, it is enough to buy a second-order tattoo soldier!

This is simply to hurt people!

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Even the chubby boy was dumbfounded.

Tailor-made, silver tael is the second, it is difficult to find those arrogant blacksmiths who are willing to tailor-made for them! Because it is rare, and the number of tattooed people is large. Every blacksmith is held in the palm of his hand and has a high status!

It is an insult to want to find these arrogant blacksmiths to create first-order tattoo soldiers!

Zuo Kuanglan snorted coldly, but he still had a contented look on his face.

He and Huang Qiuye have been fighting for several years, and it is always a draw between you and me. It was the first time that I had been beaten like this today. Thinking of this, the hatred towards Xu Yan was even more dissipated: "This patterned soldier was forged by Brother Xu for him."

As soon as these words came out, the teenagers around them all turned their attention to Xu Yan again. Xu Yangang was complacent, but with a proud look on his face, he patted Zuo Kuanglan on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "You and I are inseparable, you don't have to be so polite. You don't have to be so polite about the price of a top-level tattoo. What we have between us is friendship, not silver and silver!"

The people around looked a little weird, but they didn't speak. And more tattooed people showed thoughtful expressions on their faces.

"Since today's business is over, I will leave now." Xu Yan cupped his hands and left. The eyes of everyone looking at Xu Yan are a bit straight. He is only thirteen years old, and can he tailor-made tattoos? Isn't it said that the tailor-made tattoos can only be made by master-level blacksmiths?

Then, this Xu Yan turned out to be a master-level blacksmith! ?

It's just that when everyone watched Xu Yan leave with complicated eyes, in the back, Xu Yan burst into laughter!

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