Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

At the end of the hilt is a lifelike black snake head.

The entire sword seemed to be an extension of its limbs.

This is the Black Snake Sword, the guardian weapon of the Houtu Empire!

Chapter 462 Boring, I want to see a river of blood

Lu Wenwu followed everyone and stood on the top level of the vast circular altar.

In addition to the Emperor of Thick Earth in dragon robes and a large number of elite royal guards, there were actually five masters of the innate realm hidden in the crowd.

Whether in ancient times or modern times, whether in another world or on the blue planet, there are always some things in common.

For example, at the beginning of a large gathering, there will always be a leader speaking.

Moreover, the leaders' speeches are not only watery and boring, but also filled with all kinds of flattery and exaggerations.

The emperor of the Thick Earth Empire was no exception.

Even though he was a warrior at the innate level, he was not immune to this.

The Divine Weapon Ceremony had not officially begun yet, but the white-haired Old Deng, who was wearing a bright yellow robe with black snake patterns and looked strong, had been chattering nonstop for a whole incense stick of time.

They are nothing more than humorous remarks such as "pillars of the country", "hidden dragon in the abyss", "great blessing for the country", "the responsibility of the country and the people will be on your shoulders in the future", etc.

Hmm. How come hell jokes aren't humorous?

Lu Wenwu's eyes passed over the old emperor who had inexplicably become aflame, and looked towards the floating snake sword in the center of the altar.

In his perception, an extremely powerful and sharp aura was slowly being released in all directions, like the fangs of a snake, making people feel a tingling sensation on their skin.

This aura is fierce and overbearing. Even from a distance one can still feel the majestic bloody aura it emanates.

Even those warriors in the Flesh Refining Realm could not bear the aura released by the Black Snake Sword, and their legs hidden in the crowd were already trembling slightly.

Vicious soldier!

Lu Wenwu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the golden light disappeared in his pupils.

[Black Snake Sword (Pseudo Spiritual Weapon)]: 99 9999/99 9999

[Cultivation]: None

[Current Status]: Greedy, Desire, About to Advance, Suppressing Luck, Ready to Move, Chaotic Intelligence, Law Fragment

[Analysis]: The pseudo-spiritual weapon Black Snake Sword, the guardian weapon of the Houtu Empire, is about to transform into a true spiritual weapon and is extremely eager to evolve.

Pseudo-spiritual soldier?

Lu Wenwu calmly scanned the results analyzed by the Eye of True Vision, feeling somewhat confused.

However, he understood that he was about to advance.

It is estimated that the Houtu Empire wanted to use this vinegar to make dumplings, and somehow help the Black Snake Sword advance into a true spiritual weapon, so as to gain more powerful strength.

Suppressing luck did not surprise Lu Wenwu.

During his previous discussion with Xiaobao, he had guessed that the national magic weapon should have some luck-related effects.

Otherwise, there is no reason why one must possess a magic weapon to build a country, or that one would suddenly die if one holds a magic weapon for a long time without building a country.

It is probably because he has not replenished his luck for too long, causing his own luck to be overdrawn.

You want to raise a magical weapon that requires the luck of an entire country with the power of one person?

Even if you are a destined protagonist like Xiao Huohuo, it’s useless. Sooner or later, your usefulness will run out.

Only an incarnation of the author's will like Tang Buddha can control it. The main point is that every time a new protagonist of a book is added, he has to offer sacrifices to Buddha, and Buddha's fortune will continue to flow.

For the warriors in this world, something like the Black Snake Sword might already be extremely powerful.

But for Lu Wenwu, it can only be said that it is of no use.

The only thing that concerned him was the last affix of [Fragment of Law].

This means the special nature of the national defense weapon.

And he may be able to improve his control over the laws by plundering and devouring the country's magical weapons.

I'm sorry, but the original demon can do whatever he wants.

Finally, just when Lu Wenwu had begun to think of the 283,647 ways to cook egg-filled pancakes in his mind, the Thick Earth Emperor's speech finally ended.

The Divine Weapon Ceremony has not officially begun yet.

But it fast-forwarded to a part that should be more interesting in theory.

The ceremony of recognizing the master.

To be precise, the official statement of the Houtu Empire was that it was an attempt by the divine weapon to recognize its master.

The name of a forging meridian warrior who had been defeated by Lu Wenwu "with great effort" but was ranked first in the ranking list was called.

His originally expressionless face immediately showed a strong sense of surprise, and he strode towards the center of the altar with great strides, his steps bringing with them the wind.

Coming in front of the Black Snake Sword, Wu Zhuangyuan took a deep breath.

He practiced the skills he had learned before with all his strength, and in an instant, he unleashed his strongest energy and blood force, and reached out to grasp the hilt of the black snake-head sword that was floating above.

Suddenly, Lu Wenwu keenly discovered that the pair of ruby ​​snake eyes on the hilt of the sword burst out with scarlet light, like the eyes of a devil.

"boom!"

Under the gaze of everyone, a giant black snake shadow that was tens of meters tall seemed to descend from the void.

Those scarlet snake eyes filled with strong murderous intent looked down at all the warriors present, bursting out with undisguised greed and desire.

The black snake appeared, and countless warriors exclaimed in disbelief.

Almost everyone here had the opportunity to appreciate the true power of the national defense weapon up close for the first time.

For a moment, all the warriors around the altar exclaimed in surprise like ordinary people, and the scene was extremely noisy.

The most excited person was obviously the martial arts champion who was holding the hilt of the sword.

He only felt that a powerful force was in his hands, and the power of the sword burst out, enough to split mountains, break rivers, and destroy the world!

"Hahahaha! I did it! I did it! Hahahahahaha!"

The martial arts champion laughed wildly and unscrupulously, even more so than the four laughing Uchiha heroes.

Just when he was immersed in the fact that he had gained the recognition of the national magic weapon as its master and was about to achieve the innate realm and become the number one master of Houtu Kingdom, a terrifying aura suddenly suppressed him.

"The national defense weapon has not recognized you as its master. You have just attracted some attention from the Black Snake Holy Sword. Go down." It was Old Wu who spoke.

The pressure from the innate realm swept across without reservation, and the martial arts champion who was only at the Meridian Forging Realm was immediately suppressed on the spot, and the wild laughter stopped abruptly.

The originally ecstatic expression froze on his face.

I...didn't get the divine weapon to recognize me as its master?

Am I being so self-indulgent?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the expression on his face was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his entire complexion became somewhat gloomy and listless.

Only at this moment did he realize that although the power in his hands was terrifyingly strong, he was unable to activate it at all, let alone have the power of heaven and earth added to his body and be able to fight at will as described.

Seeing this guy walking off the stage with his head down and his tail between his legs in disgrace, Lu Wenwu suddenly felt that sometimes being exposed wasn't such a bad thing.

At least you've avoided being publicly killed, right?

Although he is not afraid of this.

After the martial arts champion was humiliated, the runner-up and third place winners, as well as the subsequent martial artists, were much more restrained.

Although at the moment of holding the magic weapon, everyone's face could not help but show ecstasy and intoxication.

But at least no one is cosplaying the Uchiha clan members whose confidence is at its peak anymore.

Since it is a touch special effect, it is better to be restrained.

In this way, if you really encounter a magical weapon that recognizes its master, you can turn off the microphone and pretend to be an expert.

If the magic weapon doesn't recognize its master, then nothing will be delayed.

It's better than being confident and then finding out that you are the clown and being socially embarrassed in public.

Those who are here are martial arts heroes from all over the country. If they become socially dead here, they will basically have no other way out except leaving their hometown and going abroad to work hard.

It's better to go far away than to be a laughing stock for the rest of your life!

Like that unlucky martial arts champion, if there is a future, he will probably be known in the martial arts world as - the idiot who failed to recognize the master of the magic weapon.

The ceremony of recognizing the master was very quick.

The whole process is basically: call the name, walk up quickly to touch it, a black snake shadow of varying sizes appears, smile foolishly, and leave the stage.

Therefore, it was soon the turn of Lu Wenwu, who was ranked tenth.

When he was called and walked towards the center where the Black Snake Sword was, his extremely powerful perception made him hear some sounds that should not have appeared in other people's ears.

That was the line of forced sound belonging to Old Wu and Emperor Thick Earth.

This little trick of relying on the power of Qi and blood to wrap up vibrations and transmit sound is completely invisible to other warriors.

But for Lu Wenwu, it was no different from saying it to his face.

"In terms of strength, he is the real martial arts champion. He has reached the peak of meridian forging before he is thirty years old, and has already stepped half a foot into the innate realm. He is a true young hero."

"Your Majesty, his energy and blood are extremely vigorous, and he has not yet grown to the peak. I think he is very likely to reach my level in the future, and may even add a new one to our Houtu Empire."

"Half-step to Martial Honor? Maybe. If the Black Snake Sword was not only a hair's breadth away from being a true spiritual weapon, I really wouldn't want to use these good seedlings for the blood sacrifice, especially him. What a pity, such a pity. Even if I can enter the Martial Honor realm through this, my country will have to recuperate for at least 20 to 30 years to make up for the loss of two generations of outstanding warriors."

"Your Majesty, if not, how about keeping this kid alive and letting him work for you in the future? If he really has some chance to condense a blood core, what does it matter even if we rest for fifty years? By then, you will still be at the peak of your powers, and who around you can be a match for me, Hou Tu?"

"What Lord Wu said is very true. If possible, I will grant him the first divine weapon clone born from the Black Snake Sword. After the divine weapon mark is planted, he will be the first general under my command."

"I will also do my best to teach him to grow up as quickly as possible so that he can become a loyal minister who can help Your Majesty solve his worries!"

"Great!"

Listening to the secret conversation between the emperor and his minister, Lu Wenwu's expression suddenly became a little strange.

The emperor and Old Wu get along pretty well.

He actually looks at me differently because he values ​​talent.