Chief don't slap in the face

"Shh, you want to die!"

Uncle Xia looked around vigilantly. He didn't dare to speak nonsense. As for Xia Ye, hey, it's a pity. If the blood is still there, how powerful would it be?

"The lady Xia who faces the street always brags that her family's Xia Zhi is powerful, but it turns out that she is the same age as Ban Blind, so isn't she a third-ranker?"

Uncle Xia's wife babbled, with a look of satisfaction on her face. His child has no talent for cultivation, and now he can only be a coolie, working hard in the fields, so he is very uncomfortable with this kind of showing off.

"Hmph, I think that Xia Zhi must have died in this blood survival trial!"

"Stop nagging!"

Uncle Xia complained, but my wife was right. According to previous years’ experience, only wizards with at least the seventh level of physical training can have a chance to gain a foothold in the wilderness Gusen. Thank goodness.

After being promoted, Xia Ye's first feeling was hunger. He drank a big pot of porridge and ate three catties of bacon to feel full.

"It's a pity that we don't have supplements at home!"

Xia Lingyue took herbal medicine to help her younger brother smear the wound, and felt a little guilty. After being promoted, he should eat some nourishing food, which is conducive to consolidating the realm and laying a solid foundation.

"That's good!"

Xia Ye is not that particular, he is full of energy now, his limbs are strong, and there is a tinge of blood on his face, no longer the paleness of recovering from a serious illness.

"This witchcraft is very powerful. If you learn everything and practice hard, maybe the hidden dangers left by the sacrifice can be completely cured!"

The stone pier at the door weighed nearly [-] stones. Xia Ye tested his strength and could easily lift it up, which showed that his ultimate strength was around [-] stones.

You know, this is a level that can only be reached at the fourth level of the Body Training Realm. For a sick child like Xia Ye, it is definitely a huge improvement brought by the Yulongguizijue to the body.

Not only strength, but also nerve response, speed, explosive power and many other aspects have been improved, which makes Xia Ye more confident in the trip to the Fengjing ruins.

Xia Ye is a cautious person. Although the time is tight, he still did a rough test on his body. After understanding, he took his sister to Damozao.

"I have everything ready!"

Mo Wuheng is a girl who keeps her promise and has been waiting for a long time.

"Thank you!"

Xia Ye smiled.

"You look much better!"

Mo Wuheng has good eyesight, and after learning that Xia Lingyue is Xia Ye's sister, he made an exception and allowed her to enter the workshop.

"No!"

Xia Lingyue is not a mechanism engineer, but she also knows what it means to be invited into the craftsman's studio. After refusing, she couldn't help but glance suspiciously across the faces of Xia Ye and Mo Wuheng.

"It's okay, come in!"

Mo Wuheng's open-minded smile, Xia Lingyue's knowledgeable and interesting, made her appreciate: "Time is too tight, my friends have been working without sleep for more than two days before they can build what you want."

The flat-chested girl lifted the sackcloth covering the wooden table, and a pile of equipment immediately came into view.

"Thank you!"

Xia Ye didn't try the knife, but quickly handed over the knife coin: "This is not wages, but a little bit of my heart!"

"I said no!"

Mo Wuheng rolled his eyes, seeing that Xia Ye was not in a hurry to touch the weapon, but cared about the craftsmen first, so he nodded involuntarily.

This is a humane boy.

"Please accept it!"

Xia Ye has never struck iron before, but he also knows that it is hard work.

"Okay, then I'll accept it for them, why don't you try the weapon?"

Mo Wuheng licked the corner of her mouth, she never cared about money, what she cared about was Wei Fan's evaluation of equipment.

Chapter No.16 Fully Armed

Weapons are the most important thing for a warrior, representing the right and hope of survival.

Xia Ye picked up the Nepalese scimitar, the jujube wood scabbard wrapped in yellow rawhide, the handle is made of horn, it looks a bit rough, but after pulling it out, the knife body made entirely of bronze exudes a cold atmosphere.

"what!"

Xia Lingyue let out a low exclamation. The shape of this knife is really weird. The front end of the knife has the widest belly, and the blade bends forward and downward, like a dog's leg.

Xia Ye stepped back, waved it twice, and immediately showed a satisfied smile on his face. This is definitely the work of an experienced knife maker.

The opponent only grasped the essence of the dogleg knife based on the shape and principle provided by him. The weight and arc are really good for chopping.

"The construction period is too tight, so there is no pattern!"

Mo Wuheng felt a little regretful.

"Very good!"

Xia Ye didn't care, put away the dog-leg knife, and picked up the tactical axe: "The knife is used to kill people, not a work of art placed in the study!"

"Such a small ax?"

Summer Moon wants to say what's the use of this?

The whole body of the tactical ax is made of bronze, with a total length of 35 cm. The ax head is the size of a palm.

"The weight is about two stones, slightly lighter!"

Xia Ye made a throwing motion. With his current strength, he can throw it 50 meters away. Although the range has greatly increased, but lightness means weak destructive power.

"That's it!"

Mo Wuheng explained: "I have done a test, within 30 meters, you can easily break open a monkey's skull!"

"Too!"

Xia Ye nodded, it's too heavy to carry, but it's good that it's durable.

"Look at this again!"

Mo Wuheng handed out the survival knife.

The blade body and the handle are made of one-piece keel, and the single-sided blade makes the survival knife harder. The geometric blade, for some reason, looks full of aesthetics and is pleasing to the eye.