Comprehension Recovery Evolution

Chapter 41
If the prediction is wrong when the shot is made with all its strength, it will of course cause irreparable damage.

Just now, Bei Taosha shot with all his strength, and stabbed Zhang Yang four times in two breaths, but Zhang Yang used the same skill, Tianji, to observe the habit of making moves three times in a row. Finally, when he made the fourth sword move, Zhang Yang understood Bei Taosha. Taosha's habit of attacking the point of attack was that he succeeded in intercepting the sword that pierced the throat halfway, restrained it instantly and at the same time countered it with all his strength, and the attack worked before Bei Taosha could react.

It’s a lot to say, but in fact it all happens in a split second. If Zhang Yang lacks a little bit of vision, consciousness, and reaction, he will not be able to achieve the effect of instant counterattack, and it will be left to Bei Taosha to react and then use it. If other tactics are revealed, the outcome of this battle will be hard to say.

In short, Bei Taosha lost because he was too confident in the speed of his sword strike with all his strength. He didn't expect that Zhang Yang would use strength to overcome strength and intercept his sword path head-on. He was caught off guard for a moment and was countered kill.

That is to say, if he meets Zhang Yang, if his opponent in this battle is any one of the top [-] disciples present, he has little chance of losing.

With its own recovery system, it is possible to be so strong and defeat the enemy at a higher level!

But Zhang Yanghai ate a meal and replenished his strength, so he wandered around in the pebble field, and finally, Zhang Yang stopped.

"Hehe, fortunately I know it, this is such a treasure!" Zhang Yang squatted down facing a stone that was stuck on the ground, showing a sharp triangle shape, and the black surface was pitted. Lifted, the stone was pulled out.

Zhang Yang embraced the stone with both hands, turned around and ran away with his eyes shining!

On the cloud platform.

"What is Zhang Yang doing with a rock in his arms?"

The top [-] disciples who appeared in the defeat were whispering to each other, discussing a lot.

Some people who knew the goods were silent for a while, and some even regretted making a sound.

"This is raw iron! Ouch! How could I be so stupid! If I had a long sword in my hand, how could I have been defeated so early!"

"Ah, shouldn't iron ore be reflective? How can this black piece be iron?"

"Only pure iron reflects light! This is miscellaneous iron! Such a large piece of miscellaneous iron is enough to make a sword!"

Taoist Chen Dong slowly turned his head to look at Mu Yunluo, with a look of surprise: "Senior sister, do you still teach weapon refining under your sect?"

Mu Yunluo glanced at him: "Is the disciple taught by hand worthy of use?"

Chen Dongdao scratched the back of his ears and thought about it.

But Zhang Yang quickly returned to the cave with the iron ore in his arms, and returned to the furnace through the gate line.

Looking at the water curtain, Zhang Yang handmade a simple blower to heat the furnace to make iron, and a group of top [-] disciples were dumbfounded.

"It looks crude, but it contains a mystery! It was widely rumored that Zhang Yang was the number one in the outer sect. I was not convinced, but now I am convinced. If I were to practice, I would definitely make a blower, but one person cannot operate it. Although Zhang Yang's air blower is simple and simple, it is better than one person can take care of the air blower and the furnace at the same time, and the reputation is really worthy of it!"

"This blower structure contains eight parts, and it is easy to make. The eight parts are combined in series to form a linkage. With the smallest effort, it can achieve the wind power fire point that can only be produced by pushing and pulling the blower vigorously. It is really impressive. "

Zhang Yang looked at the strangely shaped iron blocks that had been tempered repeatedly, and scratched his ears and cheeks. After spending half a day, he finally purified all the miscellaneous iron and made a sword embryo that had not yet been processed.

Holding up the sword embryo in his hand and watching it in front of his eyes for a while, Zhang Yang placed it on the stone slab helplessly, and sharpened the sword vigorously with the water.

At last……

Zhang Yang set off with a pointed thing like a firestick on his back, with a stinky face.

He didn't know how to sharpen the sword, and when he found something wrong, the sword embryo had already turned into a cylinder, so Zhang Yang simply sharpened the tip of the sword.

Coming out of the karst cave, Zhang Yang rushed to the pebble field again, searched around, and actually hugged another stone with mottled moldy green on the surface that seemed to be moldy, and ran back with his eyes shining.

"What is this?"

"bronze."

"Hey! So that moldy stone is bronze! If I forged a sword for him, why would I be here!"

Zhang Yang forged a bronze helmet, a pair of bronze shoes, and a pair of bronze gloves from this bronze mine.

after one day.

Zhang Yang was wearing a fine iron body armor, a bronze helmet on his head, a fine iron tower shield in his hand, a long bow of ox tendon and a short bow of ox horn on his back, and a fine iron spear pinned to his waist. debut!

"Wow—go!" A top [-] disciple turned his opponent over with a punch, and saw Zhang Yang exclaimed: "How is this possible! Where did he get the armor!"

A figure flew towards Zhang Yang, punching fiercely.

Zhang Yang blocked it with a shield!
"Ah!" With a scream, this top [-] disciple broke his bone directly: "Ahhhhh, it's true, a real iron shield ahhhhh!"

Zhang Yang shook the iron spear in his hand to the ground, shaking the audience.

The two sides that felt the ground shaking stopped the melee at the same time, and the two sides were divided into vigilant confrontations with each other.

There were five people in the larger party, none of them were injured, but they had exhausted a lot of physical energy and were a little short of breath.

The side with fewer people is more miserable. There are only two of them, a male cultivator and a female cultivator. The male cultivator is covered in scarves, and the female cultivator's hands are flooded. From a long distance, one can see that the male cultivator's body injuries are quickly recovering.

People on both sides focused their attention on Zhang Yang at the same time.

"It's shameful to wear heavy armor! It's not the monk's fault!" The crowd clenched its teeth in hatred.

"Brothers, have you ever seen a bald male cultivator, or Yan Yunhai?" Zhang Yang ignored their words and asked.

"Yan Yunhai? Let's go together, kill him, and we can't let him join Yan Yunhai! Then we really have no chance of winning!" One of the five people screamed: "Go! Go! You are going to go!"

"Why don't you go!" The other four were shocked and angry: "Can you punch through iron armor?"

The five evaded each other for a while, and hurriedly evacuated from the place.

Zhang Yang frowned, opened the list in his mind and selected the person-finding technique to locate Yan Yunhai.

Yan Yunhai is just north of here, one mile, about 500 meters away, moving slowly.

"Senior brother over there!" The remaining two male cultivators shouted: "Senior brother Yan is too strong and is under siege, let's go help him!"

After finishing speaking, the male cultivator looked at the female cultivator, and the female cultivator nodded slightly. The two lifted up at the same time, flew in mid-air, and flew away in the direction of true north.

Zhang Yang hurriedly followed.

As the distance drew closer, there were loud shouts of killing, fisting, cursing, and wild laughter in the distance!
"Yan Yunhai! Zhu You! The two of you are already doomed! There are so many of us, how much strength do you have! Hurry up and admit defeat!"

"Hahaha! Zhuyou! Leave your back to me, just go ahead!"

When Zhang Yang arrived with a man and a woman, they saw Zhu You and Yan Yunhai facing back to back in two directions at the same time.

The two were in all directions, and there seemed to be more than 40 people surrounding them in the middle.

Beside the two of them, Li Ruohai was healing Ruan Ruan, who was obviously dislocated with his arm hanging down, and Bu Zizai was also treating Chen Wuxie, who had a broken sword stuck in his thigh.

(End of this chapter)