Marvel: Learning magic, the talent scared Gu Yi to pee

Without a weapon, a person is useless.

One of them has already started to make his own god-level weapons.

To a certain extent, Song Yihan has already defeated Sol.

However, as the son of God, Thor did not know this.

And if you know it, you will definitely not agree with this concept.

Let’s not mention Thor’s side and return to the main plot…

At this time, Modu and Wang had already arrived at the beach.

Looking at Song Yihan who was meditating, the two of them did not disturb him.

Instead, they walked to the training ground one after another and found an open space to sit down.

after an hour.....

Song Yihan slowly opened his eyes, Wang and Modu were about to fall asleep.

When Song Yihan saw Mo Du and Wang, he quickly stood up and saluted: "Senior Brother Mo Du, Senior Brother."

Mo Du and Wang came to their senses after hearing Song Yihan's voice, and nodded together with Wang.

Then, Modu spoke expressionlessly: "I chatted with the king for a while today, and I heard that you have been studying alchemy recently, and you have also made a magic weapon, which is a sword."

Song Yihan was very embarrassed and replied sheepishly: "It's just personal fiddling, and what I refined is not a powerful magic weapon."

The king was stunned on the sidelines. This fucking mess is the Emperor's Sword. So if you tinker with it, what can you get out of it? !

When Mo Du heard Song Yihan say this, he felt relieved instantly.

He just said, how could it be possible to refine the Emperor Sword?

And it was refined by Song Yihan, who had just studied it for a day or two...

Song Yihan was very talented, and Mo Du had to admit it.

But no matter how strong the talent is, it is impossible to refine the Imperial Sword in two days.

Mo Du judged in his mind that now he was sure that Wang was wrong.

But Modu was also curious about what kind of sword it was that would make Wangdu misunderstand it.

Mo Du forced a smile: "Song Yihan, can I see the sword you made?"

Song Yihan didn't think much and responded directly: "Of course it's no problem. If senior brother wants to see it, I'll get it for you right now."

After saying that, Song Yihan closed his eyes and saw him raise his hand and draw a circle in the air with his right hand.

Then, as soon as the retrieval magic was used, the sword he made was summoned from the dormitory.

The moment Song Yihan took out the sword, Mo Du felt an extremely domineering aura.

He kept telling himself in his heart that this was not the aura of an emperor.

But that aura was unstoppable, and it had been oppressing him since it appeared.

Modu thought for a while and thought that Song Yihan imitated Daxia's imperial sword and made an imitation sword.

This aura is just another way Song Yihan used to imitate the special aura created by the imperial aura.

Thinking of this, Mo Du said to Song Yihan: "Song Yihan, let me take this sword and take a closer look."

To put it plainly, I want to pick up your sword and see its weight.

The easiest way to identify an Imperial Sword is to hold it.

After all, the Imperial Sword has rules.

That is, only people with imperial qualifications can pick it up.

Didn't the king say that this sword is an emperor's sword? Then let me test it, senior brother.

If he picked it up, the king would also say that it was an imperial sword.

That Modu could also smile and say directly, "We are the emperor."

At that time, let’s talk about an old saying from Daxia: princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have their own kind.

Gee, that’s quite interesting too...

Song Yihan heard Mo Du want to take a look, nodded, and passed the sword in his hand to Mo Du.

Then, there was no more. As soon as Song Yihan let go, Mo Du's expression changed.

Feeling the weight of Daxia's sword without Song Yihan's help.

Modu's eyes instantly opened to the point of exploding.

The beads of sweat fell to the ground one by one.

"What the hell, is it so heavy?!" Modu tried to hold on, but he was already roaring in his heart.

He tried his best to hold the sword, but the sword kept falling uncontrollably as if it was attracted by the ground.

Her face turned red and her legs felt weak.

When the king on the side saw this, he immediately knew what was going on.

Song Yihan on the side looked confused.

Within a few seconds, Modu plopped down and knelt in front of Song Yihan.

Song Yihan was even more shocked on the spot and had no idea what exactly happened.

"Elder brother, what's wrong with you? Why can't you talk to me about something? Why do you need to give me such a big gift?"

Modu was holding the sword in both hands at this time. The sword seemed to be sucked hard by the ground and stuck to the ground. Modu tried his best and his head almost touched the ground, but the fact was that he should not get up. Come, but still can’t get up.

Song Yihan was even more sluggish, and a very outrageous idea even appeared in his mind, that is, Mo Du. Did he want to ask him for New Year's money, but the problem was that it was not the New Year yet, and he should ask Mo Du for the red envelope. Bar? !

"It shouldn't be a red envelope. Then Mo Du, why on earth is this happening? Could it be that the sword I made is too heavy? It shouldn't be. When I held it, it was obviously very light?!"

Song Yihan straightened his thinking and began to think seriously.

As for Modu, at this time, he focused all his attention on the king.

His intention was obvious, that is, let Wang greet Song Yihan and quickly take away the sword.

What is Modu's condition now? His hands were pressed to the ground by the sword, and he couldn't get up at all.

He tried his best to get rid of the sword, but in the end, it didn't work at all. Instead, it became heavier and heavier. It pressed so hard that his hands hurt to death.

Now Mo Du felt as if he was being pressed under the Five Fingers Mountain, his arms were almost in pain, and his eyes could not help but turn red.

The Imperial Sword is indeed an Imperial Sword. As the legend says, ordinary people cannot pick it up!

Fake, Fake Squid, if you had known this, even if you beat me to death, I wouldn’t have come to get him!

Although Wang was stupid, he could still understand Mo Du's eyes at this moment.

However, understanding is all about understanding.

Telling the truth to Song Yihan was definitely not possible.

After all, once the truth is told, Modu will really be unable to hold his head high in the future.

And the Emperor Sword thing.

Used in a special way, the power is simply unbelievable.

I haven't fully understood Song Yihan's ingredients yet.

To be precise, it is before they are fully cultivated to the right path.

He must not be allowed to know about this thing and use it at will.

"Your senior brother has always been like this. He likes to kneel on the ground and carefully weigh the weight of the sword, and carefully observe the length and quality of the sword body."

After thinking for a few seconds, Wang finally came up with this answer.

Song Yihan asked with some confusion: "Elder brother, do you still have such a habit?"

Wang pretended to be nonchalant and nodded confidently: "That's natural. Observing the magic weapon in this way can not only observe more, but also show respect for the magic weapon. Senior brother, he knows the word respect best. "