Chapter 32
Weapons are extensions of human limbs. If we infer from this aspect, Bai Lang thinks that the most suitable weapon for him is probably a striking weapon. Then he can slowly practice swordsmanship. First of all, he must find a sword shape that suits him. The choice of striking weapon is simple. "I heard that a general with a whip mace cannot be defeated. If it is convenient, it is undoubtedly an iron mace."
The iron mace also has an advantage, it can also be used to practice some sword techniques - "Is there a big difference between smashing and chopping?" Bai Lang said. He didn't have much to spend on weekdays, and perhaps the biggest expense was occasionally going out to a restaurant to eat - but as one of the thugs of the restaurant, he had a lot of social events on weekdays where people could treat him to a meal, so he still had some money saved.
Of course, this kind of thing is not something you can do in a weapons store. Those places sell famous swords and precious knives, which cost at least ten taels of silver each, and that's the worst short sword. So you have to find a blacksmith shop. In this world, martial arts are quite prosperous, and there are many knights who carry knives and swords on their waists, so it's normal for a blacksmith shop to also forge weapons.
On weekdays, Bai Lang usually used a "卜"-shaped iron bar to block the knives of those troublemakers, but more often than not, he was very fast in his fists and feet, and in the blink of an eye, he had subdued his opponent before he could even use his knife. The idlers who could cause trouble with the thieves only had two or three tricks at most.
A truly capable knight would not get angry with a pawnbroker... the truth is that pawnbrokers can't really do much evil. If it's a gambling house or a brothel, I'm afraid you'll get into more trouble, because the thugs there least one level higher in martial arts than pawnbrokers, and of course they earn more and make more extra money.
Bai Lang took the silver and went to a blacksmith shop - this was the best thing about working in a forge, at least you could tell which blacksmith shop had the best craftsmanship. Liu the blacksmith in this blacksmith shop could also make a hundred-tempered sword, which might not look good, but was better than the short sword that cost ten taels of silver in the weapon shop.
For a Hundred Refined Sword like this, Liu the Blacksmith only charges one tael and five cents of silver for the work and materials. The weapon that Bai Lang asked Liu the Blacksmith to make must have more materials than the Hundred Refined Sword, but the time required to make it would be much shorter than that of the Hundred Refined Sword. "Liu the Blacksmith, I want these two iron maces to have four edges. You need to sharpen all four edges for me, and make the mace heads into cones to break armor - it can also be effective against horizontal training. Here is a deposit of one tael of silver, and I'll give you the rest after you deliver the goods. Oh, and make me a six-sided sword, too. Don't make it too long, just one and a half times the length of my forearm."
Liu the blacksmith measured the length of Bai Lang's arm and palm, and then Bai Lang chose a suitable weight, and then put down the silver and agreed to come back in a few days. Bai Lang went back to practice martial arts directly - at this time he wanted to open up the meridians in his body, and he didn't have enough time to practice martial arts every day, so how could he have time to wander around.
Besides, he still had his job to do. When he was working in the pawnbroker's office, he had to go to the place to work, and he had to accompany the pawnbrokers to work as middlemen. He probably only had three hours a day to practice martial arts seriously. Bai Lang didn't want to stand out - the key was that gang members couldn't resign... He could quit his job, but as a pawnbroker's thug leader, he didn't even have a position in the gang, so there was no point in quitting his job. It was such a big headache...
If you want to retire from martial arts, you really have to make a golden basin, this is also the rule. Forget Bai Lang, his entire fortune is only about twenty taels of silver, which is a huge sum of money for an ordinary bachelor, but in the eyes of martial artists - hahahahahahahahaha.
Bai Lang wasted no time, even when he was walking on the road, he was gesturing with his hands, because the Golden Bell Cover was more of an external and dynamic skill - at least in the first few levels. Bai Lang returned to his old rhythm, and he was boring in the eyes of others. As a thug in the pawnbroker business, he didn't visit brothels, nor did he go out to cause trouble and do his own business. He only knew how to practice martial arts in his small yard all day. If he wasn't the best fighter in the pawnbroker business, no one would want to pay attention to him.
When practicing the Golden Bell Cover, as the internal force flows, a powerful bell sound can be heard faintly when the acupoints are flushed. Fortunately, the sound is very low and the thugs of the Yahang only have this much skill, so Bai Lang is not worried that someone will see through his true identity. The jade fish has been mounted on a silver base and worn around Bai Lang's neck. He doesn't know if the jade fish will take him through again. Even if there is no adventure, it is good to have extra time to practice in other worlds.
The life span of an innate master is almost three decades long, and if there are even higher masters, it will definitely be longer. So Bai Lang felt that he was still young and had the capital to give it a try. Five days later, Bai Lang went to Liu the blacksmith, and the pair of iron maces and a short sword were placed in front of him.
The iron mace was not pitch black, but rather had a bright glow. The blacksmith had carefully polished the surface - yes, sharpening requires polishing. The four-sided blade was not very sharp, but in Bai Lang's opinion, it was good enough. The four-foot-long iron mace was as thick as a wrist, but it weighed only a hundred pounds - because it was hollow.
With Bai Lang's current level 1 skill of the Golden Bell, he didn't feel heavy when he lifted the iron mace and swung it with one hand. On the contrary, he felt it was quite easy to use. The short sword was also half the width of a palm and weighed about 20 pounds, which was considered a heavy sword - it was only a short sword in length, but it was considered a heavy sword in weight.
The iron mace was equipped with a leather rope to be put on the wrist, and the short sword was equipped with a scabbard. Bai Lang was quite satisfied, so he paid the remaining amount and returned to the courtyard with the iron mace on his back. The practice of the iron mace can be mixed with the practice of the golden bell cover, just like having two more dumbbells in your hands, and it can also be used as an extension of the fist for striking.
The mace techniques are relatively simple, consisting of smashing, hanging, stabbing and their different variations. This weapon is designed to injure people with force, and is more forgiving than a sword - if you hold a sword in your hand, it is not easy to control the correct direction of the blade during a fight.
"Of the twelve meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians, I have only opened up the Ren Meridian and two of the six meridians. The progress is not slow, but the accumulated internal force is quite insufficient. The most important thing about the internal force of the Golden Bell Cover is the strength. It seems that I still have to slow down the speed of the breakthrough and work hard to build up enough energy and blood, so that I can break through the barriers next time." Bai Lang thought so, and he was sitting cross-legged in his room at this moment, just completing a week of practice. At this time, he noticed something unusual, and his chest was burning. He looked down and saw that there seemed to be a face on his chest that flashed away, and then Bai Lang fainted in a trance.
