Technology Cultivation System

Meng Changkong used his mental power to brand the two swords, and stretched out his hand to pull the two swords out of the ground.

A cold light flashed across, and the surrounding space faintly showed traces of being crushed.

"This sword is domineering!"

When fighting, the weight of these two swords alone is enough for the opponent to bear.

He didn't care about admiring it now, he directly took out the scabbard from the technological furnace, put the sword away and walked outside.

When Fu Shuyao saw Meng Changkong suddenly walked into the villa, he also looked puzzled.

When she saw Meng Changkong was holding two swords in his hands, she was a little surprised and her eyes softened.

She didn't know when Meng Changkong prepared this gift for her, but she fell in love with it after just one glance.

Fu Shuyao already felt the two swords, as if they should belong to her.

Luo Feiyu was a little surprised to see that Meng Changkong really took out two swords.

But although he was surprised, he didn't show too much surprise, after all, he was more confident in his forging technique.

In order to forge this pair of swords for Fu Shuyao, he used the best materials currently in circulation in the market, and inlaid them with the top-level source beast inner alchemy.

Ever since he saw Fu Shuyao's two swords in one hand after the college entrance examination, he has been amazed.

That's why I plan to spend my money.

"It seems that you are also prepared. I don't know which master the origin weapon sword in your hand came from?"

Luo Feiyu asked tentatively.

Meng Changkong smiled and said, "This was forged by Master Ke."

Tech Furnace Master!

"Master Ke?"

Luo Feiyu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't realize that there was such a number one person, and he wasn't even a famous master.

Then he basically wins.

"Hahaha, do you dare to take it out for a comparison? We will slash with two swords, and we will know which one is stronger and weaker once we try it."

Luo Feiyu showed a winner's smile, and he planned to chop off the two swords in Meng Changkong's hand directly.

Meng Changkong looked at Luo Feiyu's confident smile, and a smile flickered on the corner of his mouth.

Although it's a bit of a bully to you, but I like it very much!

"Okay. But don't cry if you lose in a while!"

"Hehe, let's talk about it later."

Luo Feiyu glanced at Fu Shuyao, and jokingly said, "If you lose, stay away from classmate Fu Shuyao."

Meng Changkong shook his head and said, "If you want to compare, just compare, so much nonsense."

Although he was confident, he would not use Fu Shuyao as a barrier.

Luo Feiyu became more confident when he heard what Meng Changkong said.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't block. But if you lose for a while, I don't think you will have the face to stay by her side."

He directly put the sandalwood sword box on the ground, and pulled out the two swords with both hands.

Zheng!

There was a sword cry, and a cold light suddenly appeared. They were two high-quality source weapons. From this, it can be seen that Luo Feiyu's forging technique is really powerful.

But compared with the technological furnace, he is scum.

Meng Changkong held the hilts of the two swords, and said to Fu Shuyao, "Shuyao, hold the scabbard for me."

Fu Shuyao was very willing to help, and stretched out her jade hands to hold the two scabbards.

Meng Changkong slowly pulled Mantang and Shuanghan out.

hum!

There was only a long sword chant coming from the blade in Meng Changkong's hand.

When Luo Feiyu saw the two swords unsheathed in Meng Changkong's hands, his mind was a little dazed.

There are two swords, one with peach blossom powder, and one with ice blue.

With his vision of dealing with source devices all day long, he knew that he would lose in all likelihood.

"Look at the sword!"

Meng Changkong didn't give Luo Feiyu a chance to admit defeat at all. He raised his hand and swung his two swords to slash at Luo Feiyu's body, but he didn't use his source qi.

Even so, it can be seen that the twin swords in his hands have the power to tear through space.

Luo Feiyu hastily raised his two swords to resist.

clang!

clang!

clang!

Meng Changkong slashed three times in a row before he was satisfied and returned to Fu Shuyao's side with his sword in hand.

Luo Feiyu was already kneeling on the ground at this moment, his arm was still trembling under the pressure of the sword in Meng Changkong's hand.

At this moment, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

"I'll go, is the sword in Senior Luo's hand cracked?"

"What? Show me. Damn! It's true!"

Those people all showed expressions of having seen a ghost, looking timidly at the two swords in Meng Changkong's hands.

Without using Genesis Qi, it only took three swords to split the sword that Luo Feiyu personally forged. What level of Origin Weapon sword must that be?

Luo Feiyu looked down at the sword in his hand, his expression was uglier than eating shit.

He's going to crack!

It wasn't because he lost, but because the pair of swords cost him 150 million origin coins.

His heart is bleeding!

Meng Changkong said jokingly: "Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't expect your sword to be so rubbish. It was broken by you."

"Senior won't let me pay for it?"

Luo Feiyu's face darkened, the idea of ​​the comparison was proposed by him.

Now that the sword was broken, if he dared to ask Meng Changkong to pay for it, it would really be a shame.

He stood up, his legs were still a little weak, and said depressedly: "Of course you don't need to pay. I admit that I lost."

He suddenly raised his head and said loudly: "But I will not give up pursuing classmate Fu Shuyao."

Meng Changkong frowned, and before he could react, he saw Fu Shuyao rushing out with two scabbards in his hand, his body's Genesis Qi surged.

Fu Shuyao's face was ice-cold, and he stabbed out directly using the scabbard as a sword.

Luo Feiyu was so frightened that he directly poured the source energy of his whole body into the sword in his hand, struggling to resist.

clang!

With a crisp sound, the sword in Luo Feiyu's hand broke in two.

Fu Shuyao didn't make another move, she held the scabbard with her jade hand and raised her arm to point, looking at the group of people, her beautiful eyes were filled with chills.

After a while, she said in a cold voice: "Whoever dares to confess to me in the future will end up like a sword in his hand!"

Meng Changkong's eyes straightened.

This daughter-in-law is domineering!

So fucking fierce!

Luo Feiyu was covered in cold sweat at this time, he quickly picked up the broken sword and threw it into the sandalwood box, and ran away in despair.

He didn't dare to say a word anymore, he was afraid that Fu Shuyao would really attack him if he went berserk.

If he really fights back, Qin Tian and Hong Meng will be his warnings.