What do you mean I'm a ghost story?

Chapter 39 Is the General's Surname Lü?

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm not planning to go."

Xia Qing sent the text message casually and didn't bother to check Viper's reply.

He simply switched his phone to Do Not Disturb mode, stuffed it in his pocket, and went for his morning exercise, carrying his halberd.

"It's a bit inconvenient to carry..."

Carrying a halberd that was more than three meters long, he attracted a lot of attention along the way, and was even stared at by traffic police officers who were going to work early in the morning.

Xia Qing couldn't help but feel a little inconvenienced.

This thing is really powerful and really cool, but it's a bit too conspicuous.

And it's so long, it's really not convenient to carry around.

Fortunately, there are relatively few people who get up early in the morning.

And once he arrived at Hero Park, amidst the various strange and wonderful feats of the elderly men doing their morning exercises, his halberd didn't stand out so much.

After all, this place has everything imaginable – swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, and giant spinning tops. There's nothing these old men can't play with.

"Hey, Uncle Wu, practicing?"

When I arrived at the fitness park, I found that because I had gotten up so early, the elderly people who usually practice Tai Chi with me had not yet arrived.

However, Xia Qing immediately spotted Grandpa Wu, who had taught him marksmanship the day before.

Although modern society rarely talks about mentors or teachers, Xia Qing still greeted him warmly as he was the one who taught him martial arts.

"Practicing shooting, huh? Wait here, I'll give it to you when you're done."

Because Grandpa Wu was practicing his shooting with great effort, his voice was short and resounding, accompanied by the humming and snorting of exertion.

He had just been taught yesterday, so he naturally assumed that Xia Qing was just greeting him and wanted to practice with him.

Although he felt a little embarrassed that Xia Qing had learned what he had worked so hard to master in just a few words yesterday, he still glared at Xia Qing and told him to wait.

"No, I have it myself."

Xia Qing grinned and revealed his halberd.

"Huh? You..."

When Grandpa Wu, who was focused on practicing his shooting, heard this, he noticed the halberd in Xia Qing's hand and was so stunned that he forgot to put the gun away.

It's not uncommon to see people practicing swordsmanship and shooting in this park.

But to practice the Fangtian Huaji (a type of halberd) is truly a first.

After all, this thing is basically not a real weapon. It looks very impressive in various historical novels and stories, but there is no well-known lineage of it in reality.

"Where did you get this thing? Look at the workmanship..."

After stopping and examining it carefully, Grandpa Wu's gaze was fixed on the halberd and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

The craftsmanship, the design, the metallic texture that exudes a modern, technological feel...

For some reason, I suddenly feel that my carefully maintained white waxwood spear, which I've kept for many years, isn't as appealing anymore.

"Where else could it have come from? I bought it."

Xia Qing smiled.

"How much did it cost?"

Grandpa Wu was somewhat eager to try it out.

Seeing the imposing yet exquisite appearance of this halberd, he even had the idea of ​​customizing a similar spear.

"Twenty thousand."

Xia Qing saw through Grandpa Wu's thoughts and told him the truth, adding, "If you want to buy a big gun, I can introduce you to its manufacture..."

"no, I'm fine!"

Mr. Wu's face turned green upon hearing the price.

At his age, he can definitely afford to take out 20,000.

But being able to give it up is one thing, being willing to give it up is another.

Twenty thousand for a toy?
That's called being wasteful!

If his wife knew, she would have just stuffed him into a box and buried him!

"alright."

Xia Qing chuckled, then, seeing Grandpa Wu's intently staring at the halberd, she handed it over directly: "Want to give it a try?"

"to make."

Without any hesitation, Grandpa Wu tossed his spear to Xia Qing and reached out to catch the halberd.

But it felt heavy as soon as I got it.

The sudden weight almost made me fall to the ground. I quickly switched to using both hands and exerted all my strength to barely lift it.

"Wow, this is so heavy."

He was genuinely startled.

It was obvious that Xia Qing was carrying it quite lightly, like she was carrying a wooden stick.

I never imagined the weight would be so outrageous.

"After all, it has halberd handles in front and is made entirely of metal, so it's definitely heavier than a spear."

Xia Qing quickly lent a hand as well.

"It's so difficult to even lift it, how can you possibly use it?"

After feeling the weight of the halberd, Grandpa Wu gave up the idea of ​​playing around with it. As soon as Xia Qing took his hand, he immediately released the halberd.

This thing is probably even heavier than the Heavenly Mu Heavy Blade used for performances; those who haven't practiced would have trouble even managing to wield it.

"You get used to it, it's not so bad."

Xia Qing just smiled.

"Good lad, so you specialize in this kind of thing. No wonder you're skilled. Were you teasing me yesterday?"

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Wu assumed that Xia Qing had practiced for many years, chuckled and scolded, then said, "Try practicing?"

"Row."

Xia Qing brought the Fangtian Halberd with the intention of practicing the Overlord Halberd Technique.

He couldn't fully unleash his potential at home, and yesterday he only dabbled in it briefly, not getting his fill of fun.

Therefore, upon hearing what Grandpa Wu said, he didn't hesitate and immediately started practicing at a distance.

First, I tried out the marksmanship tips I learned from Grandpa Wu yesterday.

The sturdy metal halberd shaft was shaken by Xia Qing, producing a sharp whistling sound.

But soon, he changed his tactics again.

Although the Overlord Halberd Technique also contains many spear techniques, it is actually more inclined towards mounted combat skills, and its moves are mainly for direct and efficient battle formation fighting.

There's not much fancy stuff going on when it's being swung.

But when the halberd was drawn, it was as if a dragon or snake had suddenly risen, and its power was truly terrifying.

A howling sound.

Combined with domineering and fierce halberd techniques.

The movements are powerful and sweeping, full of vigor and momentum.

A sense of battlefield brutality and iron-bloodedness instantly washed over us.

The sound of the wind seemed to transform into the roar of a vast army and the howling of demons.

"This this……"

When Grandpa Wu saw Xia Qing wielding his halberd with such skill that it created afterimages, as if he were charging into battle on the battlefield, he was completely dumbfounded.

He had just personally experienced the terrifying weight of that halberd.

He originally thought that Xia Qing's so-called training was like the Tianmu Heavy Blade, mainly for performance and strength training, and should be a very slow and stiff strength training movement.

Who knew you'd actually use it as a weapon?

Moreover, its power, the chilling howl and cold light that made one's scalp tingle, and its domineering and fierce sweeping influence all around.

That is to say, he was absolutely convinced that the person in front of him was indeed a general from the ancient battlefield.

"Is the general's surname Lü?"

When Xia Qing finished his move and stood up, he saw Grandpa Wu with his hands clasped in a fist, looking admiring and respectful, and speaking in a literary style.

"What do you mean by surnamed Lü, sir? I only use a halberd, I'm not Lü Bu, please don't spread rumors."

Xia Qing said irritably.

"Haha, it's a pity you were born in modern times, your heroism has no place to be used."

Grandpa Wu was just joking; after hearing Xia Qing's response, he laughed heartily and gave her a thumbs up.

"Young man, with your skills, you would definitely be a general in ancient times. I feel that Lu Bu was only at your level."

"Then how about you pair me with Red Hare and Diao Chan?"

Xia Qing rolled her eyes.

Grandpa Wu chuckled and began examining the object: "I can't afford Red Hare, but as for Diao Chan, I do have a daughter, though she's a bit too old..."

(End of this chapter)