Castle of Black Iron

Chapter 298: conflict

The old man in Zhulin told Zhang Tie that the way to complete the precise throwing of the blood of the ancestors is very simple, and that is one word-practice! Use flying spears of different lengths to train!

Since precision throwing can be accomplished with a 1.4-meter flying spear, can it be done with a 1.3-meter flying spear? If the 1.3 meter is fine, what about the 1.2 meter? If the one-meter-twenty-nine one is okay, then, what about the one-meter and twenty-eight...

As long as we persist in this way, continue to broaden the scope of precision throwing, and constantly reduce the size of the throwing spear, then, when Zhang Tie can one day be able to hold a small knife, a crossbow arrow, a stone, and a few inches When the tip of the spear can be thrown accurately like a flying spear, this ancestral bloodline can be strengthened and complete an advancement.

After knowing this method from the old man in Zhulin, Zhang Tie has been thinking about this problem. For others, because precision throwing is not an advanced ancestral bloodline, when relying on him to complete long-range strikes, precision throwing Power depends entirely on the power of that person, because human power is limited, and all its power is also very limited. After reaching a certain level, the power of throwing cannot be comparable to the power of using a strong bow. The instant burst to complete the attack, one relied on the combination of a powerful bow and manpower to complete the attack, and the two were no longer on the starting line.

This universal truth can be applied to many people, but I am an exception, because I have seven power fruits, which can raise my strength to a level that ordinary people can't imagine. I only eat nine wild fruits. Qiliguo Wolf has already given him too many terrifying powers surpassing ordinary people. What if he has nine Qiliguo Giant Wolf and Qiliguo Golden Wolf?

There is no doubt that it means that the power of precision throwing has no upper limit in his hands, or that its upper limit is constantly floating upwards based on the various seven powers that he can obtain.

Under this premise, once your ancestral bloodline can be strengthened, you can use something other than flying spears to complete the throwing attack, and you can use something smaller, lighter, and easier to carry to complete the attack, then , Those things that don't feel very powerful in the eyes of others, in their own hands, will exert terrifying power as their strength increases. At that time, he will not only be a mobile human-shaped fort, but also become the most terrifying king of hidden weapons.

When he thinks that when he is facing someone in the future, as long as he raises his hand, his enemies will be frightened and jumping around and hiding, and Zhang Tie feels his whole body is hot.

After condensing the iron and blood, the next goal of Zhang Tie's martial arts practice is to complete an enhanced advancement of his ancestral bloodline, so that his precision throws can be applied to smaller things.

There are 41 sets of flying spears built for Zhang Tie by the Artifact Institute, from large to small, with six in each group. From normal-sized flying spears to the shortest of only five inches long, they look like a small spear flying The spear contained three large wooden boxes with a total weight of nearly 1480 kilograms. Because the three large boxes were not easy to handle, Zhang Tie had to take the things back to his room in Songtao Pavilion in two trips.

Just when Zhang Tie returned with a big box for the second time, on the road, after more than ten days, he unexpectedly ran into the chicks in Lingtian Courtyard who wanted to teach him.

Following a few chicks, there were seven or eight men, a group of more than ten people in total, walking towards each other on the road talking and laughing. People on both sides were unavoidable, and they ran into each other at once.

Originally, Zhang Tie and the chicks had nothing to say, and those people were completely similar to strangers to Zhang Tie. Zhang Tie was so busy all day long, he didn't have the time to pay attention to how strangers felt about him.

Zhang Tie feels that there is really nothing to say, but those chicks still seem to be worried about him. When Zhang Tie was more than ten meters away from the chicks, the chicks were full of murderous eyes. Just stared at Zhang Tie.

"Why, I heard that you haven't chosen basic footwork and shield defense skills?" One of those chicks said coldly when approaching Zhang Tie.

"The family contribution points are not enough, we are doing the task!" Zhang Tie answered calmly. People on both sides stopped as they spoke.

"I hope you won't leave these two compulsory subjects for fighters until the end."

"Don't worry, I won't disappoint the kindness of several senior sisters!"

A joke, because you women still want me to avoid you, Zhang Tie feels a little bit ridiculous in his heart, and these chicks take themselves too seriously.

"Huh... I hope you do what you say!"

At this point, the two sides had nothing to say, each going their own way, but Zhang Tie had walked past those people for a few steps, and he heard a word from a man who was with the chicks, all of a sudden. Let Zhang Tie stop.

"Is this kid Zhang Tie? It was this guy who caused me to lose more than 100 gold coins? I really can't tell..."

"It is this person who can condense the iron-blooded fighting spirit within a day. This is also considered a miracle. I heard that it is difficult for a person with iron-blooded fighting spirit to be trained so smoothly. of?"

"It's also a talent, but I heard that the wind reviews among the girls in Zhixing Academy are not very good, and this is to make Ruomei want to teach him a lesson!"

"What talent, this kid is just a fluke..." a slightly hoarse voice suddenly said, "I heard that he was a trash back then. He was originally selected by the clan to join the family, but later he dared to disregard the clan's orders. , I eloped with a girl quietly, Lao Tzu is a foolish son, where can he go..."

"Brother Qingguo, please speak carefully!"

Zhang Tie, who had stopped, turned around, and with a touch, the nearly 500-kilogram box he held on his hand was dropped on the ground. The abrupt sound of the boxes falling behind several people seemed to have a chilling murderous aura, which immediately caused several walking people to stop and turn around involuntarily.

Zhang Tie squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the few people expressionlessly, his voice was as cold as ice scum, "The person who just said about my father, kneeled down and apologized for my father with three beatings, and then twitched his own ten mouths. , I just pretend to have heard nothing!"

When Zhang Tie said this, the complexions of those people suddenly changed.

"Zhang Tie, you..."

One of the chicks over there just wanted to frown and say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Tie's unceremonious beating.

"Shut up! Nothing to do with you!"

Zhang Tie at the moment, it was like a different person, no longer like the previous laughing.

"Junior Brother, Brother Qing was just a momentary gaffe. Why are you so aggressive?"

"For a moment? If he can curse his own Lao Tzu ten times like that just now, I will believe what you said!"

When Zhang Tie said this, the person who had started to persuade opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

Zhang Tie stared at the men in the group like wolves, and shouted like a thunderous voice, "Why didn't you stand up if someone said just now?"

"I said that sentence just now. What do you want?" A young man in his twenties with a knife face took two steps forward from the group of people, raised his head and sneered. Looking at Zhang Tie, "Don't think that it is great for you to train into the iron-blooded fighting spirit. This is the Lingtian Academy. I was about to try how powerful the iron-blooded fighting spirit is..."

As soon as this person finished speaking, his face changed, and the blood-colored flag of the war spirit totem behind Zhang Tie burst out. Amidst the **** war spirit, the image of a golden terrifying **** black spider Slowly rose from behind Zhang Tie, like a giant slowly standing up, and finally turned into the image of a horrible monster as tall as a building, like a living thing, condescending, the blood-colored energy rising like a flame. Burning, head down, looking down at the people across from Zhang Tie with cold eyes.

The image of Zhang Tie’s battle spirit totem is very intimidating when viewed from a distance, making people physically and mentally shocked, not to mention standing on the opposite side of the battle spirit totem, being enveloped by the entire battle spirit totem’s aura and body shape. What?

The men and women opposite Zhang Tie, at this moment, have to look up to see the original appearance of the battle spirit totem on Zhang Tie. The black spider in hell, like a burning mountain, is holding Zhang Tie’s anger. And the will, standing in front of everyone, as long as you see the eight black and cold eyes that are divided into four rows of the tens of meters high infernal black spider, they stare at themselves like a gaze from hell, bringing a burst of darkness and terror The breath, that kind of huge pressure is enough to make the timid people feel frightened and weak.

Under the terrifying pressure and qi induction brought by Zhang Tie, the battle spirit of the group of people enveloped by Zhang Tie's battle spirit totem involuntarily rolled over, revealing their battle spirit totems one by one.

Among those people, most people’s battle spirit totems are seven-level centipedes, and only a few people are eighth-level king snakes. These people’s battle spirit totems range from more than two meters high to more than five meters high. These high war spirit totems, in front of Zhang Tie’s terrifying **** black spider, are like babies in front of an adult. Each one looks extremely small. When the two sides are opposed, they feel like Zhang Tie’s **** black. The spider is about to eat those centipedes and king snakes as snacks...

The war spirit totem of the guy with the sword face facing Zhang Tie is also an eighth-level king snake. Seeing Zhang Tie who is approaching him, a strange breath flashes in his eyes, and the war spirit totem on his body Also twisted violently!

"Everyone back..." Seeing that the aura of the two people is getting more and more dangerous, the men and women who were with that person quickly stepped back and gave up the space.

There are disputes where there are people, and in Lingtianyuan, there will also be disputes. When those disputes cannot be resolved with mouth and rules, they can only be resolved with fists. If they are resolved with fists, things will get louder. If life is lost or one party refuses to accept the complaint, then it will be submitted to the Discipline Hall of Lingtian Court for arbitration. This is the rule in Ling Tianyuan.

As soon as the person next to that person retreated, Zhang Tie’s feet instantly exerted force, the stone slabs on the ground shattered, and the whole figure was shot a few meters away like a crossbow arrow, and a punch hit the person’s head. When it was shot, there was already a tiger roar in the wind...

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