Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

He Yangsun looked at the battle armor piece in his palm.

Even if he didn't urge the imperial envoy, he could still feel the powerful and majestic power in the armor.

It was a kind of mellow, light and agile power that could make people feel like flying.

Gently shake the palm of your hand.

"Om—"

A silver halo flowed from his fingertips and covered his palm.

But in an instant, the halo wrapped around his arms and shoulders, and then his whole body was covered with bright silver armor.

Shiny silver breastplate, the scales all over the body reveal a mysterious light.

Good battle armor!

"Snapped--"

As soon as he lifted his foot, He Yangsun's body hit the counter, smashing the counter, and his whole body hit the wooden frame on one side, knocking down the thick wooden frame, and the armor pieces and war puppet parts on the wooden frame scattered all over the place.

He raised his hand to support the wooden frame, but when he pressed down, the wooden frame fell to the ground with a "bang".

Standing up, he looked around nervously, then moved his arms slightly.

The visor dissipated, his face was full of excitement, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.

The power of this battle armor is too strong for him to control at all.

"Master, this, what level is this battle armor?"

what level?

According to Han Muye's assessment, it should be around level four, after all the materials and refining methods he used are level four.

But if you compare the level of the battle armor that is popular in the city today, this battle armor already has the attributes of a sixth-level high-quality armor.

"This armor is newly developed by me, so let's count it as level five. After all, it still lacks some spirituality." Han Muye waved his hand, turned his head and walked upstairs.

"You first get familiar with the battle armor, and your battle puppet."

His voice came from upstairs.

Newly developed battle armor!

He Yangsun showed a sluggish look on his face, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

This master Han turned out to be a master of armor forging who can develop armor!

A master who can forge armor is completely different from a master who can develop armor.

Masters who can develop battle armor are the ones who are truly respected by the powerhouses of all parties!

Also, this armor turned out to be a level five armor.

Ordinarily, with his own cultivation, it is impossible for him to motivate such a battle armor.

But at this time, the fifth-level battle armor can also be driven by itself.

level five.

His father is also a fifth-level Armor Master.

Do I have a chance to reach the height of my father and revive the He family?

Carefully looking down at the battle armor on his body, He Yangsun suppressed the surprise in his heart, and turned to look at the door.

"He Quan, He Ye, clean up the store, I'll go to the backyard to practice."

As Han Muye said, he needs to control the characteristics and power of the armor.

As an armor master and a puppet master, it doesn't matter if the armor and puppet are powerful.

The armor master and the puppet master themselves must also have sufficient control power to match the power of the battle armor and the puppet, and combine the two forces to exert their maximum combat power.

...

When Han Muye walked into the courtyard, he just saw He Yangsun in the Imperial Envoy Armor, constantly charging and killing.

With the help of the speed attribute of the armor, He Yangsun turned into an afterimage in the small courtyard.

With a long knife in his hand, his combat power has increased many times compared to when he fought with Wang Sankui.

Han Muye watched for a moment, then couldn't help shaking his head.

In his opinion, He Yangsun's cultivation talent is not bad.

Even if it is the dual cultivation of Yujia and Yupuppet, it can have a solid foundation.

It's just that no matter whether it's the He family's or Tacheng's practice method, the foundation is still weak, and the means of fighting are too single.

"Use the power of the battle armor to push the speed to the extreme." Han Muye said loudly.

He Yangsun was taken aback for a moment, and then moved three points faster.

Immediately, the afterimage in the courtyard became even dimmer.

But at this level of speed, He Yangsun is far behind in terms of handling and mastery.

Such an increase in speed not only fails to increase the combat power, but seriously increases the consumption of one's own power.

He Yangsun felt that Master Han was only a forging master after all, and he might be very proficient in forging armor, but he was still a layman in controlling armor.

"Listen, the sound of the wind." Han Muye's voice sounded again.

The sound of the wind?

A daze flashed across He Yangsun's face, and he listened quietly to the whistling wind in his ears.

The whistling sound was palpitating and irresistibly sharp.

He was a little confused for a while, and the speed was faster unconsciously.

Wind is the attribute power of this armor.

When he could feel the attribute power of the armor, the speed was under control.

"You have to listen to what the battle armor confides, and become a comrade in arms with him, not a tool." Han Muye said softly.

He Yangsun slowed down.

But this kind of slowness is not his own slowness, but is constantly adjusting and adapting.

The armor adapts to his body, choosing the speed that best suits him.

At this speed, He Yangsun is the most comfortable and lasts the most.

"Use the knife, borrow the power of the battle armor."

"You don't need to slash with all your strength, but use the knife in your hand to draw the power of the battle armor, stab, spin, and if you miss a hit, you will flee thousands of miles away."

...

As Han Muye said each sentence, the long knife in He Yangsun's hand turned into a line, and under the support of the afterimage, there was an intoxicating mysterious light.

Silver bright, blue gray.

When his father He Ju was still in the family, He Yangsun saw him fighting with others.

The kind of powerful power that can be freely blended with the power of the armor is intoxicating.

At this moment, He Yangsun finally had such a feeling.

He was even lost in the phantom of the armor flying away and the sword light swaying.

"Om—"

With a light pull of the long knife, a circular arc was drawn, cutting off a three-foot-thick tree in the courtyard like cutting tofu.

When he stood where he was, with a sober expression on his face, Han Muye had long since disappeared.

"Master Han is actually a hard-to-find strong armored man."

Slowly retracting the saber, He Yangsun spoke in a low voice.

This perception of battle armor and power is his father, and He Ju, a fifth-level armor master, can't tell him, and he can't guide him.

But with just a few words, Master Han allowed himself to match the power of the battle armor, and his combat power increased countless times.

Clenching his fist slightly, his eyes flickered.

With his combat power at this time, plus the power of this battle armor, he is absolutely invincible among the same rank!

If this is the case, can I win back all the things I lost in the gambling fight?

Looking at the attic, He Yangsun slowly closed his eyes, the battle armor turned into a piece of armor again, and the battle puppet carapace fell in front of him.

"boom--"

The power of the war puppet exploded, and it turned into a slender war puppet with two swords on its back.

The war puppets unsheathed their two knives, and the light of the knives once again formed a long streamer.

"Feel, the sound of the wind..."

"With the help of the power of the war puppet, listen to his expression, and be a comrade in arms with him, no, a tool."

Stretching out his hand slowly, He Yangsun just waved his palm lightly without opening his eyes.

The figure of the war puppet began to blur, which is the appearance of extreme speed.

The speed is getting faster and faster, the two swords go with the body, the person is with the sword, and the person walks with the sword.

This feeling is really fun!

Unable to bear it, He Yangsun let out a long roar, and the two sabers slashed down.

"Stab—"

The stone table in front of him exploded.

With this level of combat power, at least a third-level puppet master!

The war puppets put their swords back into their sheaths, He Yangsun stood in the distance silently for a long time, and then walked out slowly.

"He Quan, He Ye, clean up the courtyard."

...

When He Yangsun entered the shop, there were several customers in the shop.

Seeing He Yangsun, a big man in green robe turned around.

"Master?"

The big man smiled, then stretched out his hand to pat his head, and said, "No, you are no longer the young master, so I should call you, Shopkeeper He."

The big man's name is He Chengming, he was the leader of the guards at the beginning of the He family, a second-level armor master.

"I really didn't expect that the pampered young master would have such a miserable and humble time."

He Chengming looked at He Yangsun with a smile, and shook his head: "I feel that your store business is not very good..."

He Yangsun and his mother were expelled from the He family in Tacheng, and have no relationship with the city.

Taking a look at He Chengming, He Yangsun said indifferently: "I wonder if the guest officer wants to repair the war puppet or refine the battle armor?"

"Although the price in this store is not cheap, it is genuine."

His words made He Chengming smile even more.

He looked around and said with a sneer, "I never thought that Young Master He, who is at the end of his life, would still keep this hand."

"Now the He family is only supported by a shop, you have such a big face."

He Yangsun did not answer.

He didn't hold much resentment towards the He family who drove their mother and son out of the city.

For him, this was the retreat he was looking for.

The members of the He family still have some properties, and with the one shop they left behind, they can live on.

It's just that without the name of the aristocratic family and all kinds of benefits have been cancelled, those people's lives may not be easy.

Looking at He Yangsun's expression, anger flashed across He Chengming's face.

The He family is really sad now.

Those families in the city didn't like them at all.

"Young master, I happen to be short of a war puppet arm armor."

He Chengming pointed to a piece of armor on the shelf and spoke loudly.

He Yangsun nodded, and said, "The total price is 150 Yuan coins. If you need our store to help you load and unload, add 30 Yuan coins."

The war puppet parts and armor parts in this shop are not all made by Han Muye.

He Yangsun and the others also had a caravan traveling to and from the surrounding cities.

"In this way, I will offer two hundred yuan coins, but I have to ask shopkeeper He to deliver them to the He family's mansion."

Putting two three-inch round metal coins on the counter, He Chengming laughed and said, "I think shopkeeper He knows where the He family's mansion is."

"He Chengming, you are also from the He family, and you have spoken disrespectfully to the young master. Are you worthy of the cultivation of the old master?" Behind He Yangsun, a young man in a green robe gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

"You ungrateful person!" Another young man also growled.

He Chengming sneered, pointed at the Yuan coins on the table, and said flatly: "Two hundred Yuan coins, this is your store's first business these days, it's up to you whether you want to do it or not."

He looked at He Yangsun, and said coldly: "I don't know if Young Master He thinks about these two hundred yuan coins."

The two people behind He Yangsun were full of anger and wanted to speak, but He Yangsun stretched out his hand to stop them.

"You look after the shop, I'll deliver it."

He Yangsun walked to the wooden frame, held the arm armor on the wooden frame, and walked out of the shop.

He Chengming laughed and walked out.

The He family is still the He family, but the owner has changed at this time.

The current head of the He family is He Yulin, the younger brother of the previous head of the He family, He Ju, and a third-level armor master.

"Young master..." Before He Yangsun arrived at the mansion, the disciple of the He family who was on duty at the door just spoke out, then stopped.

He Chengming glared at the two of them and walked quickly into the mansion.

He Yangsun stood at the door and did not go in.

But for a moment, there was a noisy sound in the mansion.

A forty-year-old man in a gray robe walked out quickly, followed by several figures behind him.

When the big man saw He Yangsun, a trace of shame flashed across his face, but he still shook his head.

He is the current patriarch of the He family in Tacheng, He Yangsun's second uncle, He Yulin.

"He Futing, you have assembled the arm armor of the war puppet." He Yulin shouted.

A young man behind him stepped forward, took the arm armor held in He Yangsun's hand, and then assembled it on the arm of the eight-foot war puppet behind him.

After a few adjustments, the young man named He Futing nodded and said, "Patriarch, my battle armor has been repaired."

On He Futing's chest, he wore a blue and black badge.

First-level puppet master.

The strongest among the younger generations of the He family.

"Okay." He Yulin breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a serious expression on his face: "This time we are betting against the Tao family, we have suppressed the only remaining shop, and my He family is ruined."

"Rejuvenation, you can't lose."

He Futing gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "Patriarch, don't worry, Futing will definitely win."

After speaking, he glanced at He Yangsun standing at the door.

He Yangsun didn't speak, turned and left.

...

Half a day later, a young man in a green robe rushed to the shop and whispered to He Yangsun, "Young master, the He family lost."

He Futing fought against the young elite of the Tao family, but was defeated by the puppet and crushed by the opponent.

He Futing was also seriously injured and had to kneel down and admit defeat.

The last shop of the He family was won by the opponent.

He Yangsun nodded and waved his hands to let the young man do his own thing.

He pondered for a moment, then walked slowly up the attic.

"Master Han, I want to participate in the gambling fight first." He Yangsun bowed to Han Muye.

Go to gamble first, don't go for the certification of imperial puppet master and imperial armor master.

With He Yangsun's fighting power, not to mention the trainee puppet master Yujiashi, even the first-level puppet master and Yujiashi are no match for him.

"What do you want?" Han Muye looked at him.

After pondering for a while, He Yangsun said in a low voice, "I want to bet the title deeds of these two shops."

"After winning, seven deals will be given to the master."

He Yangsun had no bargaining chips in his hand.

These two shops are the only bets he can take.

But to bet on these two shops, Han Muye needs to nod.

Han Muye glanced at He Yangsun.

"I have no objection to gambling."

A deep look flashed in Han Muye's eyes, and he said softly, "However, you must be able to last ten breaths in my war puppet's hands."

War puppets?

Master Han also has war puppets in his hands?

Can Master Han make war puppets?

"Om—"

With a soft sound, the God Slayer Battle Puppet landed in the attic.

Glancing at He Yangsun, Tu Shen Zhan Puppet walked downstairs slowly.

He Yangsun was bewildered.

Battle puppets, don't need manipulation?

"Go."

Han Muye waved his hand.

He Yangsun walked downstairs in confusion, and then walked into the courtyard.

Could it be that Master Han can control war puppets on the attic?

"Master, I want—ah!"

"Boom—"

He Yangsun's body was sent flying by the Slaughter God Battle Puppet, and hit a pillar not far away. The pillar shattered instantly, causing a spiderweb-like crack to emerge on the wall behind.

He Yangsun rolled down on the ground, his face flushed, he reached out to touch his chest, and then raised his head in disbelief.

He was not injured at all.

Why is this war puppet so strong?

Turning over and getting up, he raised his hand, and his war puppet appeared.

"Stab—"

The war puppet slashed out with two swords, and charged forward.

But the two swords only cut, and the figure of the God Slayer and War Puppet has been lost in front of him.

too fast!

The God-Slaying Battle Puppet just jumped and landed in front of He Yangsun, passing He Yangsun's Battle Puppet.

Before He Yangsun could react, the Slaughter God War Puppet had already stretched out his hand and grabbed He Yangsun's neck.

"Snapped--"

He Yangsun was thrown out again.

...

Let alone ten breaths, this day, He Yangsun couldn't survive a single move in front of the Slaughter God and War Puppet.

He was also horrified to find that the war puppet in front of him didn't seem to need to rest, manipulate, or change the origin stone at all.

Is there such a war puppet in the world?

If he hadn't witnessed Han Muye transforming the God Slayer Battle Puppet into a piece of black armor, he would have suspected that the Battle Puppet was a fake.

It wasn't until three days later that He Yangsun Fang was able to resist three moves in front of the God Slayer and the Battle Puppet.

He also tried to use the battle puppet and the battle armor at the same time. Although he could resist two more moves, the consumption was too great.

After fighting every day, he was exhausted and was dragged into the room by several He family children.

Someone reported to He's mother that He's mother had come to see He Yangsun, and then went to see Han Muye.

He Yangsun's mother gave Han Muye a small wooden box, in which was a piece of broken armor.

This is a piece of armor that has been handed down from the He family.

Han Muye knew that this was the piece of armor that was removed from the arm of that prehistoric battle puppet.

With this thing, after stepping into the ruins of Yutao City, you can find the position of the arm of the prehistoric battle puppet.

Originally, Han Muye wanted to go directly to Yutao City, but unfortunately, according to what He Yangsun's mother said, the ruins of Yutao City are usually hidden in the void.

Only thirty years later, it will appear in place, and then disappear a year later.

That year was the time when the powerful from all walks of life went to look for treasures.

Back then, He Yangsun's father, He Ju, disappeared in the ruins of Yutao City.

After He's mother left, He Yangsun continued to fight against the God of Slaughter and the War Puppet.

Unknowingly, his speed, combat awareness, and means of manipulating war puppets are all improving rapidly.

Although the practice in the galaxy universe is connected with the war puppet armor, but its own practice still has its own promotion rules.

He Yangsun's own cultivation is already equivalent to that of a practitioner in the prehistoric world, and he can face the undefeated first-level puppet master or armor master.

Ten days later, He Yangsun barely survived the ten moves of the God Slaughter Battle Puppet by relying on the power of the Battle Puppet and the battle armor.

Of course, He Yangsun didn't know that God Slayer and War Puppet had never used any real power at all.

With the strength of the Slaughter God Battle Puppet comparable to that of a Holy Battle Puppet, he doesn't need to lift a little finger to kill He Yangsun.

"Young master, the battle between He Yulin and Tao Shuo of the Tao family is worrisome."

When He Yangsun walked out of the small courtyard, the disciples of the He family who were waiting at the door showed a complicated expression on their faces.

"Their bet is the He family mansion."

Even if they were kicked out of the He family mansion together with He Yangsun, for these He family children, the He family mansion is also their root.

Now, He Yulin and the others are going to lose the He family mansion, which really makes them sad and embarrassing.

He Yangsun nodded, holding a book in his hand, strode out of the shop.

On the attic on the second floor of the shop, Han Muye raised his head and looked out of the window.

"This kid is quite talented." The hoarse voice of Slaughter God War Puppet sounded.

"According to his current strength, whether it is manipulating a war puppet or a battle armor, he can be invincible at the third level."

"The battle puppet and the battle armor match, and it can fight at level four."

Although He Yangsun is still a trainee armor master and puppet master, his own strength is already at the third level.

It's just that he doesn't know it himself, and hasn't certified it yet.

But as long as he shows the strength to crush the same level in battle, he will be recognized as a higher level.

Han Muye knew that this kid was going to gamble now, and he deliberately didn't authenticate the puppet master and armor master first, just to hold back the big time.

He wanted to make those who had won the He family's fortune vomit blood.

If he hadn't seen the strength of Han Muye and the strength of the puppet armor that Han Muye gave him, He Yangsun would not have dared to do this.

Now Han Muye has received 80% of the store's profits, and has been tied to He Yangsun and their He family.

If outsiders have the idea of ​​attacking He Yangsun against the He family, Master Han will definitely come forward.

Although Han Muye was calculated in disguise, Han Muye didn't care.

He had already expected this when he took 80% of the profits from the shop and caravan sent by He Yangsun.

"Turn this kid up a little more, he will still be useful in the future." Han Muye said softly while slowly assembling the various parts on the wooden platform in front of him.

Raising his hand, a light curtain appeared in front of him.

In the light curtain, it is the battle situation on the gambling platform in the city.

He Yulin, the current Patriarch of the He family, was wearing a blue and black battle armor and a battle gun in his hand, confronting an old man in black armor.

It was obvious that He Yulin was no match for the old man.

The golden hammer in the old man's hand swung, and each blow dropped a golden snowflake.

Those snowflakes turned into sharp blades, entangled around He Yulin.

He Yulin could only retreat step by step.

The power of those blades was too strong for him to resist.

"Stab—"

A sharp blade slashed at the chest of He Yulin's battle armor, tearing his breastplate directly, and blood spattered.

He Yulin hummed and took a step back.

At this moment, the other golden snowflakes exploded directly, the speed was extremely fast, the pieces were entangled and twisted, breaking a hole in his body.

When He Yulin retreated to the edge of the battle platform, his body was already dripping with blood.

"Brother He, admit defeat." The old man holding the golden hammer chuckled, and then said lightly: "It's actually useless for my Tao family to want your house."

"As long as Brother He joins my Tao family and becomes the commander of the caravan guards, then the house will be for you to live in temporarily."

He seemed to be very sincere, and said softly, "You don't want hundreds of members of your He family to live on the streets, do you?"

He Yulin's complexion changed, and he looked flustered.

He is not Tao Shuo's opponent.

The He family mansion is doomed.

However, he was unwilling to let him join the Tao family as a guard.

"me--"

Before he finished speaking, the old man on the opposite side raised his golden hammer and said in a low voice: "He Yulin, think about it clearly, if you don't admit defeat today, the old man's golden hammer will not recognize you."

"If you die, your He family will be disbanded."

"You deliberately drove your nephew out of the He family to take the position of Patriarch. Are you really willing to die like this?"

He Yulin trembled all over and lowered his head: "I admit defeat..."

"Haha, please rule that the He family's house should be sealed up, and not a single needle is allowed to be taken out." The old man on the opposite side laughed, and then said coldly: "All the people with the title of the He family, the armor and puppets they carry They are all belonging to the He family, and you are not allowed to bring out a single sword."

In front of the high platform, several people in blue robes stood up.

At this moment, a voice sounded.

"He Yangsun challenged the He family's imperial puppet master, Yu Jiashi, to bet on the He family's mansion with two shops and a caravan as bets."

"Adhering to the contract rules of the Imperial Armor Master and the Imperial Puppet Master, the Tao family can admit defeat and not fight."