Is it wrong to want to marry Weapon?

The reason why spiritual weapons are called spiritual weapons is because they are also conscious, just like the pets of a craftsman.

Even the lowest-grade Storm Sword also has its own consciousness.

In order to temper the Storm Sword itself, Lu Chan will not use the bug-like spiritual skills without thinking, otherwise, the Storm Sword itself will never be able to step into the higher-level realm.

"Shhh!!!!"

With a flash of white light.

Through the instrument link, the consciousness of Lu Chan and Storm Sword entered the virtual world at the same time.

[Reminder: Due to the current isolation of the North Saint State from the outside world, only players who are also in the North Saint State can be matched]

Accompanied by a mechanical prompt.

Lu Chan slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was an empty and endless white space.

The reason why a single spirit weapon 1v1 has no gold content is because you can't choose the battle environment, and you can't know the opponent's spirit weapon in advance, and you can only use only one spirit weapon. It's purely random luck.

[Student 202286 of Liuying Artifact Refining Institute—Shadow Double Swords (lower grade)]

【Battle】

【Guest account——Storm Sword (lower grade)】

"It's not bad luck, have you matched with an opponent who is also a low-grade spiritual weapon?"

Lu Chan's illusory and blurred figure fell to the ground, whispering softly.

Soon, a three-foot long sword surrounded by strong wind appeared in her hand. The pattern made of silver looked a little gorgeous. I have to say that the storm sword really didn't look like a low-grade spiritual weapon.

The sword body of the Storm Sword trembled slightly, as if a little nervous.

Lu Chan also raised his head, and there was also an illusory figure in front of her; the other party held two black scimitars like ink in his hands, showing a faint bloodthirsty aura.

[The battle begins! ! 】

"Swish"

The moment the protective films on both sides disappeared, the opponent instantly entered a fighting state.

He leaned over slightly, and rushed towards Lu Chan at an accelerated speed. When he was approaching, the two shadow knives he held in his hand slashed down like knives and forks, and an afterimage was drawn in the air.

"Crack-"

Lu Chan didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding it at all, she directly raised the Storm Sword and made the simplest blocking posture.

"Om!!!" Accompanied by the sound of sparks rubbing against each other, two knife marks immediately appeared on the blade of the Storm Sword, trembling violently.

"Huh? Doesn't this craftsman dodge?" The figure controlling the Shadow Double Knife was slightly taken aback.

"In that case, don't blame me for directly destroying your spiritual weapon."

During the virtual battle, the refiner will not feel pain when his body dies, but the pain that is exactly the same as in reality will be experienced when the spiritual weapon is damaged.

The opponent turned around, and the Shadow Double Swords drew two ink-like marks in the air.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang"

Because Lu Chan did not resist at all, with a few sparks rubbing against each other, the body of the Storm Sword was seriously damaged very quickly.

After a few seconds, the reminder that the battle was over popped up, and the pain of the broken Storm Sword was also synchronized to the spirit of the refiner.

"..."

"..."

If it was the first time for a refiner to experience this feeling, he might have to howl and roll for half an hour before it stopped.

But Lu Chan did not change her face at all, she lowered her lavender eyes, and said indifferently: "So you are so weak, you are a little more useless than I imagined."

"Is it because I have never touched a low-grade spiritual weapon?"

After the words fell, Lu Chan directly clicked on the next match.

After the match was successful, Lu Chan came to the virtual battle arena again.

This time, the craftsman who was matched on the opposite side, and its spirit weapon is a medium-grade [Magic Blood Scythe]

Seeing the black-purple sickle blade that was dragged on the ground by the craftsman, over five meters in length, with ferocious fangs...

"Buzz, buzz!!" Storm Sword was so frightened that he pissed off, trembling crazily, begging Lu Chan for mercy.

"No, keep fighting"

"Virtual battles are the best way to hone your quality. If you get hit thirty times without breaking, I will let you go."

Lu Chan said indifferently.

If my natal spirit weapon was high-grade or even middle-grade, I would not use such a strict method to hone it. Unfortunately... Facing the low-grade Storm Sword that can be broken casually, if I don’t work hard, I’m afraid I will Just throw it away.

Feeling Lu Chan's indifferent emotion, Baofengjian had no choice but to face the fear directly, trying not to tremble as much as possible.

Unfortunately, the result was undoubtedly another fiasco.

Because Lu Chan didn't intend to fight back at all, within three seconds, the sword body of the Storm Sword was torn into two pieces by the huge scythe and fell to the ground.

Then, the third round began.

This time, the Storm Sword didn't want to fight any more, and kept shaking in Lu Chan's hand.

Even if Lu Chan's predecessor didn't pay much attention to Storm Sword, at least he wouldn't abuse and punish it like this, and wouldn't let Storm Sword's immature heart be constantly destroyed.

And just like that, Storm Sword's day was over, constantly being ravaged and shattered.

It's a pity that as the time came to the early morning, Lu Chan, who lost 59 games, still had no intention of letting go of Storm Sword.

Chapter 6: Second Kill

59 losses.

It means that the Storm Sword has been broken 59 times. As a low-grade spiritual weapon, it is much weaker than Lu Chan imagined.

Mainly, the opponent is too weak...

Under Lu Chan's intentional actions, they couldn't touch Lu Chan's body at all, so they could only be forced to attack the Storm Sword.

At this moment, it was already the 60th match.

Lu Chan moved lightly, allowing the fiery red spear in the opponent's hand to stab the tip of the Storm Sword continuously, sparks splashed everywhere, and the Storm Sword had also undergone some obvious changes at this time, at least...it wouldn't shatter when touched .

"It still doesn't work..."

"The rank is really too bad, it is completely incomparable with my previous spirit weapon lineup"

"A spiritual weapon that will take damage just by blocking it is not a qualified spiritual weapon"

"I'm afraid no matter how hard you train in the future, you won't be able to become the sole overlord, but since it's my natal weapon, I'm still obliged to train you to the point where you can fight normally."

Lu Chan sighed inwardly.

However, just as she was thinking this way, Storm Sword also felt a touch of disappointment in the master's heart, and a hint of urgency appeared in the originally fearful mood.

At the same time, a voice suddenly came [What's going on?Even if you don't know how to attack, come to participate in the virtual battle?It’s really self-defeating, little dwarf rookie]

Although the tourist account can't see the appearance clearly, it can still see the outline and height of the body.

Hearing the ridicule on the other side, Lu Chan didn't care, just smiled indifferently.

Speaking of which, when I was training and adapting the new spiritual weapon system in my previous life, I was ridiculed countless times, but I rarely retaliated.

It has been a long time since she participated in a virtual battle on the Internet, and she only remembered it when she heard the ridicule again, and she missed it very much.

And in the short few seconds that Lu Chan recalled, the Storm Sword and the spear collided countless times one after another. Although the Storm Sword retreated steadily, there was no sign of breaking it.

"Oh?"

Lu Chan let out a sigh, and looked at the Storm Sword in surprise; its body, which was trembling because of fear, stabilized a lot, and it was barely able to block the attack of the opponent's spiritual weapon.

Lu Chan counted silently in his heart: "Not bad, finally persisted to thirty times."

"Then it's over"

The next time, when the opponent stabbed with a fiery red spear again, she also moved forward and slashed with her sword casually.

"Qiang!!!"

A silver sword light flashed, and accompanied by a piercing noise, the fiery red spear broke from head to tail, and the head of the spear rolled over and was cut in two by a sword.

The battle is over.

Putting down the Storm Sword finally made the opponent experience the pain of a shattered spiritual weapon.

Lu Chan smiled slightly: "After being broken so many times, have you finally become stronger? Or are you afraid of being given up by me?"

Gently stroking the blade of the Storm Sword, she had a strange expression, her eyes thoughtful.

In the next second, the Storm Sword was also attached to her palm meekly, as if to say, if you win, you won't be tortured anymore.

Seeing this, Lu Chan shook his head: "It's beyond my expectation, but don't worry, let's do one last before we leave."

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[Heihe Academy's chief craftsman——Young steel dragon (lower grade)]

【Battle】

【Tourist—Storm Sword (Class [-])】

If the match is successful, the information of both parties will be announced.

In the virtual battle space.

Sitting on top of a steel giant that was as black as ink, the girl with black wool curly hair frowned slightly, and she couldn't help complaining: "Storm Sword? This spiritual weapon is too weak, right? That's right, it's a win rate."

The network ID is the girl of the chief craftsman of the Heihe Academy, and Wu Mo is the star player of the Heihe Academy in the Northern Saint State League, holding a top-grade spiritual weapon.

She participated in the 1V1 of the single spirit weapon today, mainly to train her recent new contract spirit weapon, the juvenile steel dragon.

The special feature of beast-type refiners is that all beast-type spiritual weapons are low-grade when they are born, which is fixed; His grades will definitely go a step further, and maybe even break through the previous academy peak record.

It's a pity that the holder of a spiritual weapon like the storm sword is very weak at first glance, and it can't play the role of training at all.

Just looking at the appearance of the spirit weapon, the two sides are not in the same dimension.

Although it is only a low-grade juvenile stage, the juvenile steel dragon's body has already exceeded seven meters. The dark scales of the ketone body are terrifying and deep, and it exudes a domineering aura. The Storm Sword in his hand is nothing compared to the difference between cloud and mud.

Of course, the more important thing is... For such a powerful spiritual weapon, the craftsman might have engraved spiritual skills on it when the contract was made.

After a few seconds, the battle began.

I saw Lu Chan leaning forward slightly, and the Storm Sword in her hand condensed a ray of blue light. This is the talent that comes with the Storm Sword, and it is also the weak talent that most epee spirit weapons are born with.

Wu Mo didn't even bother to manipulate, and ordered the young steel dragon to play on its own.

The weird thing is, just in an instant...

hum! ! !

The juvenile steel dragon's pupils widened suddenly, and an invisible threat emanated from Baofengjian.

Its huge body immediately froze in place, unable to move, unable to be controlled by its master, terrified, and could only stare at the Storm Sword in front of him with fear and helplessness.

After the unusual sword cry passed through countless junctions between soul and consciousness, the juvenile steel dragon seemed to see a black river with its own eyes.

On the surface of the river, countless broken steel butterfly wings are buried, like trillions of dead butterflies, intertwined and overlapping with each other, and one glance can kill a patient with intensive phobia on the spot.

And at the end of the black river...

Standing upright is a blade that is bigger than the sky, staring at him from above, just like a god.

【Spiritual Skill · Soul Rescue】

"..."

"..."

"Steel Dragon, what are you doing, quickly interrupt her energy storage!!!"

Feeling the fear of the juvenile steel dragon, Wu Mo questioned incomprehensibly.

Interrupting the charge of the epee spirit weapon is common sense that all novice craftsmen know.

But at this moment, the young steel dragon seemed to have lost control, becoming motionless, and could only watch helplessly as time passed by.