Chapter 17

"Whew, whew!"

In the fierce air breaking sound, 19 wooden spears were thrown out at the same time. It took only 0.5 seconds to fly over a distance of more than 100 meters. At last, none of them hit the target made of grass man. Even the wooden spear closest to the target deviated more than two meters, and the farthest one was more than ten meters away.

"Good, very good, keep training!"

Wu Yuan loudly encouraged, and behind the 19 soldiers, there were thousands of wooden spears that had been cut.

This is the second day.

Yesterday, nothing happened except a few small monsters. The construction of the village continued. Zhang Yang and the 19 soldiers were like carpenters, each cutting more than 50 spears.

Not to mention, Wu Yuan's method of not playing cards according to routine is really good.

At least now those soldiers can easily cut a qualified wooden spear.

Today, Wu Yuancai arranged the twelve elite sword shield soldiers and seven elite spearmen to throw wooden spears, but this did not include publicity.

In response, Wu Yuan said, "Mr. village head, they need to carry out throwing training immediately because they don't know when they will fight with the enemy on the battlefield. At that time, all of them may only have time to throw a round of wooden spears from the beginning of the battle to their death. So what I'm training them now is to throw them synchronously with dense wooden spears Kill the enemy as much as possible. "

"But you are different, village head. We will defend you to the death, and your role in the battlefield is not to throw a few wooden spears. I understand your idea, but please understand that if you want to master stronger throwing skills, there is nothing more suitable than cutting wooden spears yourself."

"Because if you aim at the enemy with your eyes, it's third rate at most; if you aim at the enemy with your hands, it's second rate at most; if you aim at the enemy with your heart, it's first rate."

Wu Yuan's words are somewhat mysterious, but Zhang Yang still decides to do as he says.

In this way, he became a carpenter, cutting bundles of sticks into spears. From day to night, he kept cutting. He didn't know if he could feel the spear with his heart, but Zhang Yang thought that he had achieved great success.

Yes, in his simple attribute, there is one more.

Primary Sabre: 15 (proficiency)

"well, I know what the most mysterious profession in the world is, not magician, but carpenter."

Zhang Yang laughs. This kind of situation is really gratifying.

"Counting the time, it has been more than 40 hours so far, and there are more than 60 hours left for the process of building the village to officially end, but I always think that deer demon will appear before that and give me a big surprise."

Looking at the dark night, Zhang Yang moved his arm, which was just a little numb and tired. Then he sat down and continued to cut the wooden spear.

Thanks to his current physical strength, even if he has been busy all day, he doesn't feel very tired. On the contrary, in the process of constant cutting, his soul will feel extra relaxed - well, to be honest, he has a soul with b-strength. Now no matter what he does, he will feel extra relaxed, because he won't be tired at all. It's like playing games for three days and three nights in a row The son is as clear as ever.

But he couldn't tell Wu Yuan that, after all, as a village head, he didn't want face?

So he secretly changed the method. He tried to release the confinement spell on the wooden spear. The wooden spear is not a living thing, of course it will not be imprisoned. But when the release of the confinement spell failed, Zhang Yang clearly realized that for a moment, the wooden spear seemed to be alive.

"So, because I failed to release the imprison spell and turned it into a spiritual shock, evolution took place on this spear? No, it should be that my spiritual strength remains on it, and then I catch it. That's why I have the illusion of being alive. "

Zhang Yang quickly analyzes it in his heart, and then a bold idea emerges in his mind at the same time.

That is, whether he can attach the confinement spell to the wooden spear, in game terms, is enchantment.

This bold idea quickly ignited the momentum of publicity. He began to release the imprisonment spell on the wooden spear again and again, but the result was very bad.

A wood spear that has been cut can only bear the mental impact of three failed incarceration spells, and then it all turns into powder.

This kind of failure once made Zhang Yang almost want to give up, until he asked Wu Yuan for a wooden spear he cut himself.

The wooden spear, which seems to be no different, has endured 12 times of imprisonment spell in a row, but it hasn't broken. After Zhang Yang released another imprisonment spell, the miracle finally happened.

It was as if the spear had undergone a qualitative change and really survived, but I didn't understand the details.

However, Zhang Yang does not need to understand, because several pieces of information have been synchronized and mapped out in his eyes.

"You have acquired a primary weapon, the spear of confinement (view attribute)."

"Spear of imprisonment, gray quality, durable 1 / 1, after hitting the target, it will make the target fall into 1-3 seconds of imprisonment."——

"Wow, ha ha! I made it

He is really successful. He actually made a primary magic weapon. It seems that he not only has the potential to become a magician, but also a cultivator.

Er, wait, it's already daybreak?

After the ecstasy, Zhang Yang was surprised to find that he had been tossing about all night unconsciously, and the soldiers nearby were looking at him in great amazement.

"Mr. village head, did you understand how to throw wooden spears with your heart?"

The gunner captain Wu Yuan asked in surprise at this time, and at the same time he was puzzled. No, how can it be without more than ten years of training if we want to achieve this step.

"What are you talking about? Listen, I successfully enchanted a wooden spear. From this moment on, it's Enchanted equipment, wrong, immortal weapon. Do you understand? I'm an immortal! "

He was so happy that no one could understand the meaning of such a primary weapon better than him. It was as if he knocked open a mysterious door like a blind cat and killed a mouse. At the same time, he no longer had to worry about the attack of the deer demon.

Seeing that Wu Yuan was still puzzled, he gave a funny smile and said: "so, Wu Yuan, do you want to feel the awe I have brought you?"

Before his words were heard, Zhang Yang aimed the spear at Wu Yuan, and immediately scared him back a few steps, because Wu Yuan really felt the danger, though not fatal.

"This - is that ok?"

Wu Yuan was very surprised that the "awe" he had made Zhang Yang feel the day before yesterday was due to his super strength and super murderous spirit condensed on the wooden spear, which scared Zhang Yang to death.

But now, Wu Yuan is very clear that his throwing skills are almost zero, but the "awe inspiring" power comes from the wooden spear itself. No, no, it's not so simple. It's the internal power of the wooden spear that forms a certain balance with the village head. It's this balance that makes him feel dangerous.

Even Wu Yuan felt that the wooden spear could fly like a bird at any time in Zhang Yang's hands.

This is completely different from the wooden spear throwing skills he taught before.

"Sure enough, is this the legendary way that different people don't plan for each other?"

Wu Yuan muttered to himself, and decided that he would never guide the village head's throwing skills in the future. This is just the opposite.

"Come on, Wu Yuan, this imprisoned wooden spear is for you. The imprisoned spell attached to it can only be used once, but with your mysterious throwing ability, it will definitely surprise our enemies. Well, by the way, as long as the enemy is hit by this imprisoned wooden spear, he will be imprisoned for one to three seconds."

"Also, you pick out some soldiers with the best throwing ability, and I'll equip them all with imprison spears. Unfortunately, if I mastered the burst magic, how good it would be."

"By the way, from now on, you have to specially cut wood spears for me. If you want the best quality, you can cut me a hundred and eighty first."

"I'll have to go to sleep first, and call me if I have something to do."

Zhang Yang finished with one breath, and then left, leaving only the messy Wu Yuan.

"Alas, Mr. village head, I mean --"

Wu Yuan sighed. He wanted to say that according to his own intuition, this magic weapon may not be more powerful in his hands than in his hands. After all, it is no longer a conventional weapon.

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