Chapter 2

He clearly remembered that just now there was a hole in the blade of this failed sword, but now the hole disappeared!

Is this sword self repairing?

Didn't this sword fail?

To become a true master of sword casting is the dream of Kim Jong Il all his life. He knows that the sword that can automatically repair itself does not exist!

There is a legend, and it is beyond the existence of spiritual tools!

Psionic tools have simple intelligence, but they don't have the ability to repair automatically!

Did I inadvertently cast an existence that transcended the spirit?

He was only excited for a while, and his heart cooled again.

Casually, he cast a sword that transcends spiritual tools. Judging from his decades of experience, this obviously does not conform to common sense!

If the sword beyond the spirit level can be cast so easily, the spirit sword on the street now may have become a mainland product.

I'm only 40 years old. I'm strong, and I can't read it wrong without my old eyes.

The long sword hasn't left me, and it can't be swapped. The clotted blood is not so easy to imitate.

Just as Jin Zhengqiu gently wiped the body of the sword with silk and frowned, he suddenly felt that the long sword in his hand began to heat up, getting hotter and hotter, burning his hand.

Soon, the whole body of the sword turned red, as if it had been burned red by an invisible flame!

Jin Zhengqiu quickly threw away the long sword and retreated two steps in fear. He glanced around, and there was nothing strange around. Then he stared at the long sword, completely ignoring the scalded palm.

He felt that something terrible was going to happen!

Sure enough, the red sword exuded many fine particles like dust, and the gray particles exuded more and more, gradually covering the whole sword.

Jin Zhengqiu grew up his mouth. This process is very similar to the step of a sword caster repeatedly hitting the sword embryo with a hammer to remove the impurities in the sword embryo!

Can this sword evolve?

It's unimaginable!

He kept asking himself: what the hell did I cast?

After the long sword no longer exudes gray impurities and the red color gradually fades, Jin Zhengqiu clamps the long sword into the snow water with iron pliers to cool it, and cuts it down again with the intermediate ordinary tool last time, and the edge of the intermediate ordinary tool collapsed!

But such a magical long sword was not damaged at all.

This confirms Jin Zhengqiu's guess.

It really evolved!

From a low-level mortal, evolved into a medium-level mortal!

Since it can evolve from a low-level mortal to a medium-level mortal, can it also evolve into a high-level mortal, a top-level mortal... Into a mysterious, spiritual... Or even into an artifact that only exists in mythology?

Infinite possibilities!

He knows that these may be his fantasies, but seeing the evolution of the long sword with his own eyes, these fantasies are not impossible!

Holding the long sword, Jin Zhengqiu shivered with excitement. He kept stroking the sword with his injured palm. His "affectionate" eyes were like looking at the love of his life.

"What disgusting eyes!"

"Touch what touch, damn it, touch yourself!"

"I can't stand it, this damn old glass, I'm going to kill him!"

"I'm going to break him into pieces. I'm going to cut him into pieces. I'm going to chop him into meat!"

In the long sword, Chen Hao's soul roared loudly.

Just now, the long sword absorbed the soul and blood of the little apprentice, nourished Chen Hao's soul, and then made him wake up.

Chen Hao, who woke up, was extremely crazy when he saw Jin Zhengqiu's obscene little actions and eyes!

Not only the body is gone, but also trapped in a long sword. Not only can't revenge, but also the enemy holds it in the palm of his hand, constantly... This is simply a terrible torture.

Unfortunately, no matter how he roared and cursed loudly, Kim Jong Il couldn't hear his voice.

Finally, Chen Hao tossed himself tired, and then remembered a very important thing.

"System, are you still there?"

"The strongest magic sword system is on!"

"Aren't you the strongest human system?"

"Now the host is not human."

"Do I have a property panel?"

"Of course!"

Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, the system is still there!

The system is still there. At least he has the capital to turn the tables and the opportunity to revenge.

Take a look at the unrecognized system property panel of the system:

"Sword Name: None"

"System, why don't I have a name?"

As soon as he said this, Chen Hao heard Jin Zhengqiu's gentle voice: "you are the best work of my life. I'll name you black blood sword. I hope you live up to the word sword!"

"If you say black blood sword, I'll call it black blood sword, and my name is Chen Hao!"

Then, Chen Hao saw that the column of sword name on the system attribute board changed from "None" to "black blood sword"... Chen Hao wanted to kill the old guy outside.

"Can I call Chen Hao?"

"Sorry, the name of the sword is decided by the sword owner!"

Calm down, watch it again, watch it again!

"Level: intermediate fan Qi"

"The first sword owner: Jin Zhengqiu"

It turned out that bastard's name was Jin Zhengqiu. He was so blind that he had such a good name!

"Talent: Master killer"

"Skills: 1. Bad luck (turned on): steadily reduce the sword master's Qi value by 1 (the Qi value is 10, which can be called the son of the world's Qi); 2. Killing evolution: evolve itself by absorbing blood and soul; 3. Automatic repair: spend a certain amount of blood and soul to repair itself."

Natural killer?

It has to be said that Chen Hao is extremely satisfied with this talent. At least he sees the hope of killing Jin Zhengqiu!

This skill looks weak now, but the system says that these skills can be upgraded and strengthened.

Jin Zhengqiu was happy for a whole day. The next day, he didn't even open the door of the blacksmith's shop, so he shut himself in the blacksmith's shop to enjoy his works!

However, after he was excited, his inner confusion surged up. The more he thought, the more confused he became.

With his lifelong experience in sword casting, he couldn't figure out how he succeeded!

Jin Zhengqiu covered his forehead and muttered, "why did the black blood sword produce such changes?"

Of course, Chen Hao would not kindly tell Jin Zhengqiu how rare the materials he used were. He sacrificed the sword with the body and soul of the penetrator, and cast the sword with systematic golden fingers... This operation is definitely the first person in ancient and modern times!

Thinking of this, Chen Hao's heart ached faintly.

He is definitely the most street crossing in history!

Out of sight, out of mind, Chen Hao simply closed his consciousness and didn't want to see Jin Zhengqiu again.

His ability is limited now. He has to hibernate first.

Moreover, he was not worried at all.

Chen Hao knows very well that Jin Zhengqiu, who knows the magic of "black blood sword", will definitely do everything possible to help him upgrade!

No one can resist the temptation of the sword.

In the virtual game, for a fake artifact sword, some people are willing to be the liver emperor, some people desperately krypton gold... This is the case in the game, not to mention in this mysterious world where martial arts are respected and martial arts regard weapons as their second life!

Anyway, if Chen Hao gets a weapon that can evolve infinitely, he will definitely try his best to upgrade the weapon.

After Jin Zhengqiu helps him upgrade, hum!