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"Do you despise this 'broken sword'?" Shangguan Wuchen asked calmly as if he could hear his inner voice.

"No, no. It's just that it seems a little short, and I'm afraid it won't be able to be used as a parent's weapon in a fight in the future." Yang Pingfan responded with such a mouth, but he sneered in his heart and thought to himself: You always admit that this is a broken sword Yes, then ask me if I like it?

"Actually, being short also has its advantages." Shangguan Wuchen said lightly.

"Master, don't people say that one inch is longer and one inch is stronger?" Yang Pingfan retorted with a look of contempt. He thought he was going to leave anyway, so he was not afraid of offending Master and other old people.

"Although people often say that one inch is stronger than one inch, short weapons are much more flexible in close combat. I have taught you this a long time ago. Moreover, country Z is a country ruled by law, and those controlled knives are strictly checked. If you go out with a one or two meter long sword in your hand, you may be taken away by the police as soon as you go out. This short sword is so good, you can put it in your pocket." Shangguan Wuchen patiently explained.

"It seems reasonable to hear what Master said, so I would like to thank Master." Yang Pingfan said thank you, but there was no expression of gratitude in his expression.

"There's no need to thank you, and I also know that you don't really want to thank you." Shangguan Wuchen said indifferently.

Yang Pingfan quickly opened his mouth to explain, but Shangguan Wuchen waved his hand to stop him.

"No need to explain. When I took you as a disciple, I just took a fancy to your drive to go all out for profit. Although you have a selfish, cunning, cunning, and cruel side, I also know that your nature is not bad. You may not be able to do such a noble thing as serving the country and the people wholeheartedly, but you can definitely give everything to the people around you. What I want you to do in the future may be very difficult and very dangerous. Kind-hearted and too pedantic people will definitely not be able to do it, and you basically meet the conditions I want. So you can go there with confidence, as long as you don't get killed, even if you make a big disaster, I will also try my best to save your life."

This promise is big enough!Yang Pingfan was greatly surprised, and the displeasure in his heart that Shangguan Wuchen only gave him a broken sword was immediately swept away.Although he no longer felt unhappy with Shangguan Wuchen, he still looked down on the pitch-black dagger.

He took a deep look at the dagger that was really not very good looking, sighed secretly in his heart, and thought: Forget it, after all, it is the only gift that master gave me, so don't worry too much about it. It's too fussy, let's keep it as a souvenir!

Shangguan Wuchen looked at Yang Pingfan's ignorant appearance and couldn't help but want to laugh. He snatched the dagger and waved it casually. The stone bench in front of him was split into two easily like cutting tofu. Halfway.

"Wow, this sword is so powerful!" Yang Pingfan sighed in shock.

"Do you still want it now?" Shangguan Wuchen asked with a smile.

"Think, think." Yang Pingfan quickly snatched back the dagger from Shangguan Wuchen's hand, as if he was really afraid that Shangguan Wuchen would regret not giving it to him.

As soon as he snatched back the dagger, he immediately wanted to try the legendary feeling of cutting iron like mud.So, he swung his short sword and slashed at a stone bench, but only a shallow sword mark was left on that stone bench.

"Master, what's going on? Why doesn't the sword work in my hands?" Yang Pingfan asked Shangguan Wuchen with a puzzled expression.

"You despised him just now, so he naturally didn't let you go." Shangguan Wuchen replied lightly.

"Really? Then how can I make him listen to me?" Yang Pingfan asked with a dejected expression.

"Pour your true energy into it, maybe it will make him listen to you." Shangguan Wuchen suggested.

Hearing this, Yang Pingfan hurriedly tried this method, but he didn't expect it to work. The stone bench was split into two easily like a piece of tofu.

It turns out that this sword needs to cooperate with true energy to show its miraculous effect!Yang Pingfan carefully looked at the pitch-black dagger that suddenly turned into a treasure. After a while, he suddenly thought of a question:

"Master, what is the name of this sword?"

"Broken sword." Shangguan Wuchen replied indifferently.

"Is it called 'Broken Sword'?" Yang Pingfan raised his head and asked in surprise.

"Is this name not good?" Shangguan Wuchen asked lightly.

"Okay, okay, okay, with personality!" Yang Pingfan replied with a happy smile, then looked at the "broken sword" and murmured to himself: "I don't know who came up with such a unique name?"

"I am your master." Shangguan replied with a smile.

"It's you, Master! Could it be that Master also forged this sword?" Yang Pingfan asked with some disbelief.

"That's right, this sword was made from a piece of meteorite that fell from the sky that your teacher's wife gave me back then." Shangguan Wuchen replied indifferently, and after a slight pause, he murmured with some regret: "But that was a long time ago."

"How long ago?" Yang Pingfan asked subconsciously.

"It's been so long that I almost can't remember clearly. Sigh! I don't know how your teacher's wife is doing now!" Shangguan Wuchen said sadly.

"Where is the teacher now?" Yang Pingfan asked very curiously, he had studied art with Shangguan Wuchen for ten years, and he had never heard his teacher talk about the teacher's wife. (Please collect it, please help me to collect it. Thank you for your support!)