Rise Against Desperation

The interior of the Equipment Pavilion was extremely strict. Sabers and swords filled the air, and occasionally the clanging of sabers, swords, spears, and other weapons could be heard.

This place was a place to choose weapons, and there were a few core disciples in there as well. Some of them were here to repair weapons, and these weapons were divided into different grades and ranks.

The halberd in Lin Nantian's hand was actually a half spirit artifact. Although it was only a low grade weapon, it was still something ordinary weapons could not compare with.

Looking around, the core disciples saw that Lin Hu had distanced himself from him. They glanced at Lin Hu, who was skinny and had a look of surprise in his eyes.

There was something fishy about this skinny Lin.

Without giving it much thought, Lin Hua started to look at the weapons around him. Four words were engraved on the top of the hall, "To be taken by the able."

Along the way, Lin Fan introduced the rules of the Hall of Weapons. Some weapons with good materials could even reach up to a thousand jin in weight. If one hand was able to lift it, it could be taken away.

Looking at the small swords around him, Lin Hu also liked them. However, he was certain that one thing would not change, and that was to get a stick.

The Lin Clan guards seemed to have noticed Lin Hua's doubt, because even after wandering for an hour, they were still unable to find the rod in his hands. Thus, he felt a little regretful.

"Senior Apprentice Brother, I am a guard of the Lin Clan. May I ask what kind of weapon senior Apprentice Brother would like?"

He sized him up. He was about 1.7 meters tall, with white hair flowing down the back of his waist. He had phoenix eyes and a pair of eyelids. His nose was high and his lips were thin.

However, the majority of the people here had a feminine air about them, making them feel uncomfortable.

Although Lin Hu replied respectfully, "I, Lin Hu, was trying to find a suitable weapon, but I realized that I was not able to find one."

Lin Gu's words amused the Lin Family guard, "I am Lin Wannabe to dispel the doubts of the inner sect senior brother. I know what kind of weapon the inner sect senior brother wants, I will make it so that the senior brother will always be unable to find it."

"I want a rod."

Once Lin Hu said this, he fell into deep thoughts, "There is also a rod and a weapon, but please return it, inner sect disciple."

"Why?"

Lin Ruo looked at Lin Hu, "Even though you are an inner sect senior brother, if you insist on going, then come with me. When that time comes, don't blame me."

"You must be joking. Why blame me? Brother Lin Yue, lead the way."

Lin Fan quietly followed behind Lin Hu, his back straight as he looked around. To be more accurate, he was looking around at the core disciples. It could really be said that he was a fox trying to show off its might.

The surrounding core disciples all revealed a gloating smile. Lin Hua did not understand where all these smiles came from, so he did not ask around.

The Weapon Pavilion took up an extremely large area of land. From the size, it could accommodate a thousand disciples to choose a weapon. The security here was also extremely tight. One could imagine just how highly the Lin Family valued this place.

Lin Hu wanted to lead the way in front of him, but he felt his butt was twisted. He frowned and did not look at Lin Hu, as he felt that Lin Hu's gaze was too discordant.

"The inner sect disciples have arrived. This is the place."

Lin Hu took a step forward, his eyes filled with a serious look.

The inside of the round pond was a mass of dark red color. In the center of the pond, there was a black light emitting from a metal rod.

Observing the weapons around him, he saw that they all pointed in the direction of the iron rod.

Although they didn't know whether it was due to the presence of a person or a spirit, they still felt as though they were worshipping an emperor. When Lin Hu walked over, all of the surrounding core disciples turned their gazes over.

"I will go to this new inner sect disciple. He is really cruel. How would he dare to go there?"

"That's right, he's really giving up his life. Why did he make a move on that ferocious soldier?"

The surrounding Lin Clan disciples whispered amongst themselves. They hadn't been able to escape Lin Hua's divine sense. Now, his soul power could extend to nearly twenty meters, which was why they were able to sense it.

"I wonder if Brother Lin Yue is in any danger since this steel pole is so strange."

Lin Wei's expression was dazed for a moment before revealing a smile, "Yes, it's best not to touch the inner sect senior brother. I've already warned the senior brother that we should leave."

Lin Hu's heart turned cold. If not for the fact that the power of his soul had spread to a distance of twenty meters and overheard the words of the core disciple, he reckoned that he would have died here today.

If he had not asked before, he would have died if he had touched her, but if she had asked him that something had happened to him, then the clan law would blame this Lin Dong for not being able to escape.

Lin Hua did not go after this person. He was sure that this person had been arranged by someone else, but if there was no reliable evidence to prove that he was the culprit, then the clan law would blame him. He did not want to be held hostage.

"Isn't there a steel pole there too?"

Lin Hu's eyes lit up. In the distance, there was a potholed metal rod. He quickly picked it up and used his fingers to tap it. After the clanging sound was heard, Lin Hu knew that he had chosen the correct one this time.

As for the black iron rod in the middle of the pool, he didn't want to think about it because just the blood revealed that there was something wrong with it.

"The inner sect martial brother's stick is not forged, it's just an ordinary fire poker. Are you sure you want to choose this one?"

Lin Hua nodded his head. There weren't any staff-shaped weapons here, so he could only make do with this. He looked at the black iron rod in the middle with a regretful expression.

Lin Xin saw Lin Hua turn his head, and reluctantly said, "Senior Brother, then I will not register this weapon. Next time, if you need it, you can come and change it."

As the saying goes, one does not hit a smiling person. Lin Ruo may be a little feminine, but when he smiled, he looked harmless. However, Lin Hu knew that this person was scheming in his heart, probably because of Lin Hua and his gang.

If he were to make a move today, Lin Hua's sneak attack would be even more impossible to guard against. He nodded his head, "Thank you brother Lin Wen for protecting me, and I will gift you Lin Hua's weapon. Next time, if there is a need, I will definitely come and find you again."

As he spoke, he looked at the iron rod in the center of the blood pool with an unforgettable expression.

Lin Wen's eyes lit up, "The inner sect disciples are too serious. Since the inner sect disciples have a request, it would not be good for Lin Wen to refuse."

Lin Hu turned around and walked away. He glanced at thin Lin Fan and asked, "Aren't you going to take one?"

Skinny Lin shook his head, scratching his head with his hand, "Um, there was one in the past, but I drank it all down."

Lin Hu was speechless. This brother truly was a talent. If this brother was willing to gamble to the extent that he could even sell his defensive weapon, it could be imagined just how unfathomable this Lin Jian was in his heart.

"Hehe, it's fine. I usually use my fists, so I feel that it's a bit more useful."

In Martial Spirit Continent, the majority of the people without weapons were in the Martial Spirit Continent. However, when they were weak, they would usually use weapons to protect themselves. This was a well-established principle.

Looking at Lin Hu's departing back, Lin Wei sighed. Disappointment could be seen in his eyes, as well as a strong sense of pity.