The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 83 Weapons
Strong Martial Arts Club, in the courtyard.

Feng Ji was boxing in the courtyard. He fought against Huo Yuanjia yesterday, and the reputation of Qiangwuhui and Feng Ji completely shook Jinmen.

Countless people are vying to join the Qiangwuhui, wanting to learn boxing from a teacher.

At this time, the number of strong martial arts clubs has exceeded 300 people.

There are as many as a dozen masters sitting in the hall.

Most of these people are boxers who were injured and disabled by Huo Yuanjia.

There were also some boxers who came to challenge Feng Ji, but lost to Feng Ji in the end.

Feng Ji was merciful, and gave the opponent face again, inviting the opponent to join the strong martial arts meeting.

Not to mention that Feng Ji learned various boxing skills from these people.

Just the growth of the Strong Martial Arts Association has reached an unprecedented grand occasion.

"President, President, another group of pot gangs came to join us as apprentices, shall we still accept it?"

Zhao Jian ran over excitedly and shouted.

Feng Ji smiled: "If you pay, you will receive it."

Yan Si couldn't help but said: "President, don't you want to test and compare their character and martial arts when you join the apprenticeship?"

If he takes in a group of apprentices with dishonest intentions, he is worried that Huo Yuanjia's deeds will be staged in the strong martial arts meeting.

Feng Ji smiled slightly: "I just need them to obey my orders and respect me, and they don't care about the rest."

Yan Si smiled wryly, and said: "President, how can you ensure that they listen to you? Or, what if they obey you?"

"Ho ho ho, they dare not."

Feng Ji didn't care, and chuckled lightly.

He is confident, with a mere 300 people, he can control it.

If you are disobedient, then you have to ask his fist.

He is not Huo Yuanjia, he has a good face and a sense of loyalty.

This group of apprentices dared to play tricks with him, so they had to ask how many lives they had.

"By the way, President, the weapon you want has been built. Zhang Jin and the others brought it in just now. Do you want to go and have a look?" Zhao Jian suddenly thought of something and laughed.

Feng Ji's eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "Take me to have a look."

Yan Si couldn't help being curious: "President, what kind of weapon did you build?"

Feng Ji smiled mysteriously: "You can tell when you see it."

When they came to the front yard, they saw many apprentices gathered together, and everyone was exclaiming and discussing.

"My mother, is this the president's?"

"Who can handle this?"

"Don't talk about hands-on, it takes a lot of effort to pick it up."

"How much does it weigh?"

……

Everyone was discussing, suddenly someone shouted, the president came.

Hearing this, everyone hurried out of the way.

Feng Ji came striding forward, but in front of everyone was a pair of dull shields the size of a millstone.

The pair of shields were completely black, with blades on the edges, shining with a sharp cold light.

On the surface of the shield, there are sharp finger-thick steel foils cast, which look like a turtle shell covered with iron thorns from a distance.

Inside the shield, there are circles of slender steel chains wrapped around it, one end is connected to the shield handle, and the other end is welded to the metal wrist guard.

When Feng Ji saw the two shields, he immediately smiled.

"Young master, this shield has finally been made according to the blueprint you drew."

Feng Ji smiled and nodded: "Lift it up and let me have a look."

Zhang Jin suddenly showed a wry smile: "Young master, you think highly of me. According to your instructions, this shield is all made of high-quality stainless steel. The thickest part is nearly ten centimeters, and the overall weight reaches 120 kilograms. How can I lift it?" Gotta move."

Feng Ji frowned: "Why is it only 120 kilograms?"

His current strength is astonishing, it has reached ten times the level of ordinary people.

120, too light for him.

But the bystanders were shocked when they heard it.

120 kg is still light?
You know, Master Qin's big sword with nine rings only weighs less than ten catties.

Feng Ji didn't pay attention to what other people thought, he stepped forward and grabbed the wrist guard on the side of the iron chain, and put it on his left arm.

Steel chains wrapped around his forearms, and his large hands gripped the shield handle.

With a light lift, he immediately lifted the 120-kilogram shield in his hand with ease.

Everyone exclaimed suddenly.

"Really brought it up!"

"Young master's divine power!"

"The president's arms are amazing. If this is on the battlefield, wouldn't Dianwei Lubu be alive?"

"I feel like the captain is not satisfied."

"120 kilograms, let alone one hand, it takes a lot of effort to carry it."

……

Amidst the discussion, Feng Ji held a shield and waved his arms casually.

Immediately, the whirring sound of piercing the air continued to come, and the air broke open and hummed.

Everyone could only see the edge of the shield, the sharp black edge glowing coldly, like the teeth of a terrifying monster.

All of them took a few steps back in fright, fearing that Feng Ji would not be able to hold on, and threw him out.

If this thing hits the body, who can survive?
Feng Ji sighed slightly, slightly.

But he knew that the weight of a shield of this size was just that.

If you want to increase the weight, you must either increase the thickness of the shield or increase the area of ​​the shield.

But either way, it didn't meet his expectations.

If it is thicker, it will affect the cutting of the edge shield blade.

If the area is increased, it will undoubtedly affect his activities.

Feng Ji turned around and looked at the courtyard, and suddenly said to the disciples in the northwest direction: "Get out of the way."

When the disciples heard the words, they hurriedly stepped aside, revealing a rockery in the northwest corner.

The rockery was about five meters away from Feng Ji.

Feng Ji suddenly took a step, exerting force on both feet, using his waist as the axis and shoulders as the frame, he twisted his waist and swung his arms violently!
With a jerk of his left arm, his palm suddenly released.

"Woo-!"

There was a terrifying sound of piercing through the air, the shield in his hand whimpered, and the explosive shot flew out!

clap la la...

The iron chain was pulled out from the wrist guard, making the sound of iron clashing.

Boom!

The rockery not far away was directly hit by the shield and exploded.

The rocks shot out and collapsed with a crash.

Feng Ji shook his hands, and with a clatter, the iron chain shook, and the shield whimpered and flew back into his hands again.

This shield is added with an iron chain, and after being smashed out, it is like a meteor hammer, carrying a huge force.

Feng Ji couldn't help laughing, if the weight was heavier, the power should be stronger.

"With this shield, foreign guns can hardly threaten me, and the world is so big that no one can threaten me anymore."

Feng Ji was secretly happy.

In fact, fighting alone, he is not afraid of foreign guns.

The only thing to worry about is a group of people taking turns firing salvos with foreign guns.

Fighting alone, with his agility, he can dodge before the opponent shoots.

But a group of people fired salvos with foreign guns, covering a large area and having enough firepower, even he could hardly dodge them all.

As for Golden Bell Kung Fu, to be honest, although it can make a sharp sword, it is still not enough to face foreign guns.

Moreover, the golden bell cover also has many doors, and it is difficult to block all the bullets.

Feng Ji is already working on collecting other horizontal kung fu exercises.

So far, only a few copies of Iron Arm Kung Fu, Vajra Leg, and Iron Head Kung Fu have been found.

Right now, we just need to wait for the accumulation of attribute points, and directly add points for improvement.

Although he couldn't break through the ten-point attribute value limit, he could feel that his defense could still increase.

"When the body can really resist bullets, this shield will no longer be needed."

At this time, Feng Ji was immersed in his own imagination and planning.

The strong martial arts disciples in the courtyard had already exploded.

"My mother, is the president still human?"

"When the shield was thrown, the rockery was torn apart. If it fell on a person, wouldn't it be a flesh?"

"It's no wonder that Huo Yuanjia and Lord Qin will lose. If we meet our president, let alone these two, even if Master Guan comes back alive, he won't be able to stop him."

"Haha, it's a good thing we joined the Strong Martial Arts Association. If I can practice kung fu like the president, will Widow Xu dare to flirt with me?"

"Stupid, with the president being so brave, which woman dares to give you face? If she can get out of bed, she'll be tough."

"Hahaha……"

These apprentices are all from the bottom of the market, and there are some nasty jokes in their conversations.

It's just that Feng Ji didn't like it. He raised his eyes and glanced at those disciples.

Immediately, a terrifying imposing pressure enveloped him, and the faces of the laughing disciples suddenly changed, and they hurriedly restrained their smiles, bowing their heads and daring not to speak any more.

Feng Ji glanced at the crowd and said indifferently: "If you join my Qiangwuhui, you will naturally be regarded as my Qiangwuhui's disciples. I don't have much requirements for you, but one thing is to respect the teacher like a father. If I say it, no matter whether it is right or wrong, I will not accept it. Hope some of you don't comply."

"If you can't do it, you can leave, but when I'm really dead and disobedient, don't blame me for not remembering the past, do you understand?"

"Yes, President!"

Everyone hurriedly responded in unison.

Feng Ji smiled slightly, put down his shield, and turned to walk towards the hall.

But at this time, a disciple suddenly came to report.

"President! President, something is wrong, officers and soldiers surrounded our martial arts hall!"

(End of this chapter)