"Boohoo!"
Amidst the violent sound of breaking through the air, 19 wooden spears were thrown out at the same time. It only took 0.5 seconds to fly over a distance of more than 100 meters, and finally stuck on the ground in a mess. None of them hit the target made by the straw man, even if The wooden spear closest to the target was also more than two meters away, and the furthest one was already more than ten meters away.
"Not bad, very good, keep training!"
Wu Yuan encouraged loudly, and behind the nineteen soldiers, there were thousands of sharpened wooden spears.
This is already the second day.
Yesterday, except for a few blind little monsters, nothing happened. The construction of the village continued. Zhang Yang and the nineteen soldiers were like carpenters. Each of them cut more than fifty wooden spears.
Not to mention, Wu Yuan's method of playing cards without following the routine is really good.
At least now each of those soldiers can easily cut a qualified wooden spear.
It was only today that Wu Yuan arranged for the twelve elite sword and shield soldiers and seven elite spearmen to perform wooden spear throwing, but this did not include Zhang Yang.
Wu Yuan said this, "Village Chief, they want to conduct throwing training immediately because they don't know when they will fight to the death with the enemy on the battlefield. At that time, all of them may start from the battle." When they die in battle, they only have time to throw one round of wooden spears, so what I train them now is to throw them simultaneously and use dense wooden spears to kill the enemy as much as possible."
"But you are different, Mr. Village Chief. We will defend your safety to the death, and your role on the battlefield is not to throw a few wooden spears. I understand your thinking, but please be sure to understand that if you want to master For better throwing skills, nothing beats chipping a wooden spear yourself.”
"Because, throwing with your eyes to aim at the enemy is at best third-rate, throwing with your hands to aim at the enemy is at best second-rate, and throwing with your heart to aim at the enemy is first-rate."
Wu Yuan's words were a bit mysterious, but Zhang Yang decided to do as he said.
In this way, he completely transformed into a carpenter, constantly cutting bundles of log sticks into wooden spears. He kept cutting from day to night. He didn't know whether he could feel the wooden spears with his heart, but Zhang Yang felt that he could. The quick knife technique is perfect.
That's right, among his simple attributes, there is an extra one.
Elementary sword skills: 15 (proficiency)
"Okay, I finally know what the most mysterious profession in the world is. It's not a magician, but a carpenter."
Zhang Yang laughed loudly. This kind of coincidence of planting flowers intentionally and planting willows unintentionally is really joyful.
"Calculating the time, it has been more than 40 hours so far, and there are still more than 60 hours before the village building process will officially end, but I always feel that the deer demon will appear before then and give me a big surprise. .”
Looking at the dark night, Zhang Yang moved his arms that were only slightly numb and tired, then sat down and continued cutting the wooden spear.
Thanks to his current physical strength, even if he has been busy all day, he does not feel too tired. On the contrary, during this continuous cutting process, his soul will feel particularly relaxed - well, to be honest, with B - A soul of strength, Zhang Yang is extremely relaxed no matter what he does now, because he is not tired at all, just like playing games for three days and three nights and his mind is still clear.
But he couldn't tell Wu Yuan. After all, as the village chief, didn't he have no face
So he secretly changed the method. He tried to release the confinement spell on the wooden spear. The wooden spear was not a living creature, so of course it would not be imprisoned. However, when the confinement spell failed, Zhang Yang clearly noticed that there was a For an instant, the wooden spear seemed to come alive.
"So, because I failed to release the confinement spell, it turned into a spiritual shock, causing the wooden spear to evolve? No, it should be that my spiritual power remained on it and was captured by me, so there were people who survived. illusion."
Zhang Yang analyzed quickly in his mind, and then a bold idea also appeared in his mind.
That is, can he attach the confinement spell to the wooden spear? In game terms, it is enchanted.
This bold idea quickly ignited Zhang Yang's motivation, and he began to release the confinement spell on the wooden spear over and over again, but the results were terrible.
A chipped wooden spear could only withstand the mental impact of three failed confinement spells, and then all of it turned into powder with a crash.
This kind of failure once made Zhang Yang almost want to give up, until he asked Wu Yuan for a wooden spear that he had cut himself.
This wooden spear that looked the same had withstood twelve consecutive confinement spells without breaking. It was not until Zhang Yang released another confinement spell that a miracle finally happened.
The wooden spear seemed to have undergone a qualitative change and really came to life, but the details were unclear.
But Zhang Yang doesn't need to understand, because several pieces of information have been reflected in his eyes simultaneously.
"You have obtained a primary magic weapon, the Spear of Imprisonment (check attributes)."
"The Spear of Imprisonment, gray quality, durability 1/1. After hitting the target, the target will be imprisoned for 1 to 3 seconds."
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"Wow hahaha! I succeeded!"
Zhang Yang danced and danced, he really succeeded, he actually made a primary magic weapon, my sun, moon and stars, it seems that he not only has the potential to become a magician, but also has the potential to become an immortal cultivator.
Uh, wait, it's already dawn
After the ecstasy, Zhang Yang was shocked to find that he had been struggling all night without knowing it, and the soldiers not far away were looking at him in great amazement.
"Mr. Village Chief, have you figured out how to throw a wooden spear with your heart?"
The spearman captain Wu Yuan asked in surprise at this time, and at the same time he was confused. It shouldn't be possible. How could it be possible without more than ten years of training to reach this point
"What are you talking about? You are not careful, listen carefully, I have successfully enchanted a wooden spear. From now on, it is an enchanted equipment, no, a magic weapon for cultivating immortals, understand? I am an immortal cultivator!"
Zhang Yang yelled with saliva flying, regardless of his image, he looked like crazy, because he was so happy, no one understood the meaning of such a basic magic weapon better than him, it was like a blind cat hitting the dead mouse. He opened a mysterious door and no longer had to worry about the deer demon's attack.
Seeing that Wu Yuan still had a puzzled look on his face, Zhang Yang laughed strangely and said with evil intentions:
"So, Wu Yuan, do you want to feel the awe that my wooden spear brings to you?"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yang pointed the wooden spear at Wu Yuan, which frightened the guy and took a few steps back because Wu Yuan really felt the danger, although it was not a fatal danger.
"Is this okay?"
Wu Yuan was very surprised. The 'awe' he made Zhang Yang feel the day before yesterday was due to his own super strength and super murderous aura condensed on the wooden spear, which scared the shit out of Zhang Yang.
But now, Wu Yuan knows very well that Zhang Yang's throwing skills are almost zero, but that kind of 'awe-inspiring' power comes from the wooden spear itself. No, no, it's not that simple. It comes from the inside of the wooden spear. The power and the village chief formed a certain balance, and it was this balance that made him feel dangerous.
Wu Yuan even felt that the wooden spear could fly like a bird at any time in Zhang Yang's hand.
This is completely different from the wooden spear throwing technique he taught before.
"Sure enough, is this the legendary Taoist conspiracy?"
Wu Yuan muttered to himself and decided not to instruct the village chief in throwing skills in the future. This was completely the opposite.
"Come on, Wu Yuan, this prison wooden spear is given to you. The prison spell attached to it can only be used once, but coupled with your elusive throwing ability, it will definitely surprise our enemies. Well, by the way Once, as long as the enemy is hit by this imprisoning wooden spear, he will be imprisoned for one to three seconds."
"Also, you select a few soldiers with the best throwing ability, and I will equip them all with imprisonment wooden spears. It's a pity. It would be great if I mastered the explosion spell."
"By the way, from now on, you have to cut wooden spears specifically for me. If you want the best quality ones, cut me one hundred and eighty spears first."
"I have to go get some sleep first. Call me if you need anything."
Zhang Yang finished speaking in one breath, and then left in a furious manner, leaving only a messy Wu Yuan.
"Oh, Mr. Village Chief, I mean-"
Wu Yuan sighed. He originally wanted to say that according to his own intuition, the power of this magical weapon in his hands may not be greater than that in Zhang Yang's hands. After all, this is no longer a conventional weapon.