"Huh..."
The saber waved gently, leaving a wonderful trace in the air.
In front of everyone, the heavy and thick casting platform made a harsh friction sound.
The light of the sword subsided, Ouyang Ming raised his leg and kicked it gently. The tall casting platform suddenly cracked, split into two halves and fell down.
"Okay, good knife!" The expressions of the three ancestors of the Ni family changed slightly, and they were filled with shock.
After reaching their level of martial arts cultivation, it actually makes a big difference whether the opponent still has a weapon in his hand. Because they have long tempered their physical bodies to the point where they are not afraid of swords and guns.
Unless they encounter a strong person of the same level holding a high-quality peak fifth-level blade, they generally have no taboos.
However, when they saw this saber, they all felt a strange feeling in their hearts.
Use your body to meet this saber
They suddenly felt that their bodies were relatively delicate and they should not argue with a bunch of dead things.
Ni Jingtong said in a deep voice: "Come, show me."
Ouyang Ming responded and threw the saber over casually.
Ni Jingtong's face changed slightly. He looked at the afterimage in the void and felt an inexplicable fear. Although with his eyesight, he could clearly see the flight trajectory of the knife, the slight throbbing in his heart still made him almost make a dodge action.
If he really dodged, then he would be humiliated and thrown into his grandma's house.
However, after all, he is a strong man who has experienced hundreds of battles, and he instantly crushed the slightest thought in his heart. Locking his eyes on the saber, he suddenly took action and held the handle of the saber firmly.
Holding the saber in his hand and staring head-on, Ni Jingtong could clearly feel the cold chill coming from the blade.
This coldness was so strong that it actually gave him a strong sense of fear.
The true energy circulated in the saber, and he sighed regretfully: "It is really a pity that such a magical weapon has no added attributes."
Ni Xuetian took a step forward and said with a smile: "Second uncle, let my nephew try it."
Ni Jingtong smiled and said, "You are also a swordsman. This sword... suits you very well."
He also raised his sword and threw it away.
As he said, Ni Xuetian was indeed good at playing with swords. With a flick of his wrist, he quickly and deftly caught the sword firmly. Then, he gave a soft drink, and in a flash, he left the room and came to the yard.
Everyone's eyes blurred, and they could no longer see Ni Xuetian's figure. The only thing they could see was the light of snow-like knives flying all over the yard. Although Ni Xuetian used his sword skills with control, it would not really affect everyone. However, the strong chill brought by this saber seems to penetrate directly into the bones.
Just looking at this blade of light made one's body stiff, as if he would freeze to death at any moment.
Ouyang Ming's eyes were bright, and he stared unblinkingly at the sword light that seemed to have swept across the entire courtyard. In his eyes, this seemingly chaotic sword light was actually rigorous and orderly. Ni Xuetian's every step and every sword contained an inexplicable power.
Once his footwork and sword movements are unfolded, they echo with the world. Although they are not meticulous, the integration of nature and man is obvious.
Ouyang Ming did not deliberately learn this sword technique, but carefully observed the impact of this sword technique on the surrounding environment.
Most people start from learning and memorizing moves. However, after understanding the mysteries of nature, they can directly see through the essence of moves or things and see the true core.
"Huh..."
Ni Xuetian's figure suddenly stopped, and the sword light that filled the sky disappeared instantly. He held the saber in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he said happily: "Okay, good sword!"
A saber, a saber without any special attributes, received unabashed admiration from Ni Xuetian. There is only one reason for this. This sword has surpassed the shackles of a mortal weapon and has reached the level of a legendary magical weapon.
"Xuetian, if you hold this sword, how much more can your combat power be increased?" Ni Jingshen asked happily.
Ni Xuetian pondered for a moment and said: "At least 30%." He glanced at Ni Yinghong and said: "Yinghong, if I hold this sword, even if I don't have the relics of my ancestors, I will have the courage to fight your master."
Ouyang Ming was shocked. The influence of Old Man Tiandi was so great that Ni Xuetian didn't even have the courage to fight. Of course, what he said may be a bit exaggerated, but it is enough to prove the status of Old Man Tiandi in the hearts of many powerful people in Fucheng.
However, although Ni Xuetian was careful enough, he still accidentally revealed a little information.
There are also ancestral relics in the Ni family. Although he didn't know what those relics were, they were at least not inferior to the magic weapon saber in his hand.
Ni Jingshen nodded slightly, looked at Ouyang Ming, and said, "Little friend Ou, I have something I want to discuss with you."
Ouyang Ming knew it well and said, "Senior, you don't need to discuss it. I have already given this knife to Yinghong."
"What?" The three ancestors of the Ni family looked at each other, looking at Ni Yinghong with a hint of weirdness.
No matter how charming Ni Yinghong was, his face was red with embarrassment at this moment. She bit her teeth lightly and glared at him fiercely.
When did you say you were going to give me this saber
However, she felt extremely sweet in her heart, and she could not hide her joyful mood.
"Grandpa Tian, since you like it, I'll give this knife to you." Ni Yinghong turned his head and said with a smile that was so charming that he wouldn't pay for his life.
Ni Xuetian couldn't help but be overjoyed. If it was something else, he might refuse. After all, it doesn't always sound good when word spreads about taking advantage of a junior like this.
However, holding this extremely sharp saber in his hand, Ni Xuetian couldn't put it down and refused to put it down no matter what.
"Ahem!" Ouyang Ming coughed suddenly and said, "It would be inappropriate to take it away now..."
Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and the smiles on the faces of the three Ni family members also became a little stiff.
The old carpenter's expression changed greatly, and he quickly said: "You brat, why are you talking? If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"
Ouyang Ming hurriedly said: "Old man, don't be angry." He said quickly: "The secret method of superposition you taught me has not been used yet. This saber is just a blank slate with attributes!"
The three ancestors of the Ni family were all startled, and secretly screamed with shame.
It turns out that I misunderstood this boy.
Although this saber has conquered Ni Xuetian, if it can become better, why should he refuse
With a laugh, Ni Xuetian flashed and came to Ni Xuetian. He handed over the sword and said: "Little friend Ou, please."
Ouyang Ming nodded slightly, glanced at Ni Yinghong intentionally or unintentionally, and blinked, meaning, how am I doing
Ni Yinghong's eyes widened, but he didn't expect that he would be so courageous. However, under the scorching gazes of the others, she could only pretend not to know.
Ou Yangming smiled proudly and came to the forging room. Although the casting platform was split by his sword, there were not many power stones on it.
"Senior, what attribute do you need to choose, or should you directly use the power stone to stack it?"
"Choose attributes?" Ni Xuetian was slightly startled and said in surprise: "Have you mastered the superposition of composite attributes?"
The superposition of a single attribute is already quite difficult, but the superposition of a compound attribute is twice as difficult.
Ouyang Ming chuckled and said: "This junior has some understanding, but if individual attributes are superimposed, the confidence will be greater."
Ni Xuetian hesitated for a moment and said: "It's not easy to forge magical weapons. You can't take risks, so just stack the stones of force." He paused and said: "The endurance of magical weapons is far better than that of mortal weapons. It can be stacked at least three times."
Stacked three times, that’s the strength attribute +4.
If faced with an ordinary blacksmith, Ni Xuetian would never put forward such harsh conditions. However, Ouyang Ming is not an ordinary person. These three ancestors have heard about what he has done for the Fang family.
Since it is possible to achieve double stacking on high-quality peak-level fifth-level equipment, it seems natural to go one step further in terms of magic weapons.
Ouyang Ming laughed dumbly and said, "Okay, I will try my best, junior."
He picked up a Stone of Power from the ground. It was extremely difficult for ordinary people to obtain a piece of this precious ore, but here, there were more than ten stones placed casually.
The heritage of a super aristocratic family is not something that ordinary people can imagine.
The weapon flashed and immediately wrapped the magical weapon saber. Ni Xuetian's face changed slightly, and there was actually a trace of nervousness.
His love for this saber was indeed unparalleled.
After a moment, Ouyang Ming flicked his wrist and threw a power stone into the weapon. The power stone instantly turned into liquid and was evenly applied on the saber. But Ouyang Ming had no intention of stopping at all. He shook his wrist continuously and poured the power stones into it one after another.
In a matter of moments, he had put in as many as four. At this moment, everyone held their breath and did not dare to disturb them in the slightest.
And finally, Ouyang Ming tiptoed and took out the fifth Stone of Power.
"Ah..." Ni Yunhong exclaimed softly and immediately covered his mouth.
Ni Xuetian's wrist trembled slightly, as if he wanted to stop it, but in the end he did not take action.
They actually have an almost blind trust in Ouyang Ming.
Finally, Ouyang Ming took a long breath, shook his wrist, and the gunfire dissipated.
He handed his hand to Ni Xuetian and said loudly: "Senior, fortunately you have lived up to your fate."
Ni Xuetian took it, his energy flowed, his eyes brightened, and he said: "The four stacks add up?"
"Exactly."
"Okay, it turns out that heroes are born in youth." Ni Xuetian laughed and said, "Uncle, second uncle, such a talented person should have a closer relationship with my family!"
Ni Jingshen and Ni Jingtong looked at Ouyang Ming and Ni Yinghong with smiles on their faces.
Ni Yinghong finally couldn't bear it anymore, moved his lotus feet slightly, turned around and left.
Ouyang Ming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, with a faint smile on his face.
Now, he has shown his greatest ability, and it can be said that he has the upper hand. No matter what the price for that good strategy, the three elders of the Ni family should have made the right choice.