Chapter 886

Weapons are extensions of human hands and feet. If we infer from this aspect, Bai Lang feels that striking weapons are suitable for him at present, and then slowly practice knife techniques. First, he must find a knife type that is more suitable for him. The choice of striking weapons is simple, "I heard that the general of the whip and mace cannot be resisted by force. In terms of convenience, there is no doubt that it is using an iron mace."

And the iron mace also has a benefit, which can also practice some moves in knife techniques—"Is there much difference between smashing down and chopping down?" Bai Lang said so. He didn't have much spending on weekdays, perhaps the biggest spending was occasionally going out to find a restaurant to improve his food—however, as one of the leaders of the tooth firm thugs, there were many social engagements on weekdays that could make people invite him to improve his food, so the money saved was still a bit.

Naturally, this kind of thing is not going to any weapon shop. Those places sell famous knives and precious swords, and one costs at least ten taels of silver, which is the worst short knife. So he had to find a blacksmith shop. The martial arts in this world can be considered prosperous, and there are quite a few rangers who carry knives and swords around their waists, so it is normal for blacksmith shops to also forge weapons.

On weekdays, Bai Lang usually takes a Bu-shaped iron ruler to block and lock the knives of the idlers who cause trouble, but in most cases, his fists and feet are fast, and he has already subdued his opponents before they can move their knives in the blink of an eye. And the idlers who can cause trouble with the tooth firm can only say that they have at most two or three tricks that are not even three-legged cats.

Real rangers with skills are probably not going to get angry with the tooth firm... It is also true that the tooth firm really can't do much evil. If it were a gambling house or a brothel, I am afraid that there would be more trouble, and the martial arts of the thugs there would be at least one level higher than the tooth firm, and of course, the income would be higher, and there would be more extra money.

Bai Lang carried silver and went to a blacksmith shop—it is good to work in the tooth firm, at least he knew exactly which blacksmith shop had authentic craftsmanship. Liu the Blacksmith in this blacksmith shop could also forge hundred-refined knives. Speaking of which, the appearance might not be very good-looking, but in terms of practicality, it was better than the short knives of ten taels of silver in the weapon shop.

And such a hundred-refined knife, Liu the Blacksmith only needed one tael and five cents of silver in total for materials and labor. The weapon Bai Lang wanted Liu the Blacksmith to forge definitely had more materials than the hundred-refined knife, but the working hours for forging were probably less than the hundred-refined knife. "Liu the Blacksmith, I want these two iron maces to be four-edged, and you open the edges for all four edges, and the mace head is made into a cone shape to be able to break armor—it can also play a role against horizontal practice kung fu. I have one tael of silver as a deposit here, and I will give you the rest when you deliver the goods. Oh, by the way, help me forge a six-sided sword, don't be long, just one and a half arms of my forearm length."

Let Liu the Blacksmith measure the length of Bai Lang's arm and palm, and then Bai Lang chose a suitable weight, then put down the silver and agreed to pick it up in a few days. Bai Lang went back to practice martial arts directly—at this time, he had to open up the meridians of his whole body, and the time for practicing martial arts every day was not enough, so where would he have time to wander around.

And he also had his own job to do. When working in the tooth firm, he had to go to the field, and even more so to accompany the tooth people to go out as a middleman. The time he could practice martial arts seriously every day was probably at most three hours. Bai Lang didn't want to stand out—the key is that gang members can't resign... Gold basin washing hands is possible, but as a leader of the tooth firm thugs, he didn't even have a position in the gang, so gold basin washing hands is a fart. It's really a big head...

Gold basin washing hands really requires hitting a gold basin, which is also considered a rule. Bai Lang just forget it. His total net worth is probably about twenty taels of silver, which is a huge sum for an ordinary single man, but in the eyes of martial arts people—hahahahaha.

Bai Lang, who didn't waste time, was gesturing even when walking on the road. Who let this divine skill of the Golden Bell Shield be more inclined to external kung fu and dynamic kung fu—at least the first few levels are like this. Bai Lang returned to the rhythm of the past, and he seemed very boring in the eyes of others. As a tooth firm thug, he didn't go to brothels, didn't go out to cause trouble to do his own business, and only knew how to practice martial arts in his small courtyard all day long. If this kind of person wasn't the best fighter in the tooth firm, no one would be willing to pay attention to him.

When practicing the Golden Bell Shield, with the circulation of internal force, there would be a faint sound of a majestic bell when rushing through the acupoints. Fortunately, the sound was very low, and the thugs of the tooth firm only had this little kung fu, so Bai Lang was not worried that anyone would see through his background. And that jade fish had been inlaid on a silver base and worn around Bai Lang's neck. He didn't know if this jade fish would take him to travel again. Even if there were no opportunities, it would be good to have extra time to practice martial arts in other worlds.

The lifespan of an innate expert is almost as long as three sixty-year cycles. If there are higher experts, they must be able to live longer. So Bai Lang felt that he was still young and had the capital to fight. Five days later, Bai Lang went to Liu the Blacksmith's place, and this pair of iron maces and a short sword were placed in front of him.

The color of the iron mace was not pitch black, but rather had a bit of snow-bright luster. The blacksmith carefully polished the surface—that's right, didn't opening the edge mean polishing? The edges of these four edges were not very sharp, but in Bai Lang's view, it was enough. The four-foot-long iron mace was as thick as a wrist, but the weight was only a hundred catties—because it was hollow.

With Bai Lang's current skill of the first level of the Golden Bell Shield, he didn't feel heavy when he lifted this iron mace and swung it with one hand, but felt it was quite handy. And that short sword was half a palm wide, and the weight was twenty catties, which was a relatively heavy heavy sword—in terms of length, it was only a short sword, but in terms of weight, it was a heavy sword.

The iron mace was equipped with a leather rope to be worn on the wrist, and the short sword was equipped with a scabbard. Bai Lang was quite satisfied, so he settled the remaining payment and carried the iron mace back to the small courtyard. The kung fu of practicing the iron mace can be practiced together while practicing the Golden Bell Shield, just treat it as having two dumbbells in hand, and in terms of striking, it can also be used as an extension of the fist.

The mace technique is relatively simple, nothing more than smashing, hanging, stabbing, and their different variants. This weapon is originally used to hurt people with force, and compared to knives and swords, it is also more fault-tolerant—if you hold a knife or sword in your hand, it is not an easy thing to control the correct direction of the blade in battle.

"Twelve regular meridians, eight extraordinary meridians, so far I have only opened up the Ren meridian and six regular meridians and two meridians. The progress is not slow, but the accumulated internal force feels quite insufficient. The most important thing for the Golden Bell Shield internal force to rush through the barrier is to be majestic. It seems that I still have to slow down the speed of rushing through the barrier and strive to temper my strength and replenish my essence and blood, so that I can rush through the barrier later." Bai Lang thought so, and at this moment he was sitting cross-legged in his room, just finishing the practice of one cycle. And just at this time, he noticed a little abnormality, his chest felt like it was burning, and he looked down, but saw that there seemed to be a face of something flashing on his chest, and then Bai Lang fainted in a trance. ===== CHAPTER 887 =====