Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 53: Hunyuan Swallowing Dragon Mace

"What a great weapon!" Qiu Chuji was so happy after his success with his mace that he shouted loudly.

The three people who were forced back by Qiu Chuji one after another also retreated to more than ten feet away. Looking at the bronze long mace in Qiu Chuji's hand, they all showed a bit of fear.

The benefits of a good weapon to an expert are very obvious.

This long mace obviously has extremely high tolerance and can almost perfectly withstand Qiu Chuji's internal force.

In this way, Qiu Chuji is like a trapped dragon ascending to heaven, completely venting all his powerful strength.

Looking at Qiu Chuji at this moment, Hong Qi, Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng all felt extremely strong pressure. At the same time, their original intention of targeting and restraining each other was gradually suppressed. In their eyes, the only thing left was Qiu Chuji, who was their direct opponent.

With their self-confidence and pride, if they were defeated by a young guy like Qiu Chuji even if they were three against one, wouldn't all the past ten years in the martial arts world have been in vain?

However, Qiu Chuji did not pay attention to the changes in the eyes of the three people. When he had time, he set his eyes on the long mace in his hand, which was exquisite and even gorgeous.

At first glance, it looks more like a ceremonial object that a general would use on special occasions rather than a weapon for killing.

The mace has four edges and grooves on it. There are fine dragon scale patterns on the mace body, just like a strange dragon standing straight up. The head of the dragon is facing the handle, slightly hovering, forming a mace guard. The dragon head swallows the dragon ball in its mouth. The dragon ball hides a mysterious light, like some kind of strange gem.

Qiu Chuji weighed it again and found it was about thirty-seven or thirty-eight kilograms. Compared with the long swords and long knives used by the people in the martial arts world, it was definitely much heavier, but if it was used on the battlefield, the weight was actually quite average.

According to legend, the double maces used by the famous Tang Dynasty general Qin Shubao weighed more than 100 pounds when combined, and each mace weighed at least 50 pounds individually. When they were swung down, both the man and the horse would fall.

"My disciple! This mace is called the Hunyuan Swallowing Dragon Mace. It was made by the master, Tang Da, using a piece of black iron mixed with five kinds of refined copper and a piece of sound-absorbing stone borrowed from the treasury of the Dali Palace. I originally planned to give it to you as a New Year's gift."

"There is a gem in the dragon's mouth. Use your inner strength to penetrate it and make it move." Wang Chongyang's voice came from behind the crowd.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Chuji moved his thumb, pressed the dragon's mouth, and released his internal force. He suddenly felt that the long mace in his hand seemed to come alive. With one swing of the mace, without Qiu Chuji's control, two forces, internal and external, were generated. The external force was fierce and almost indestructible, while the internal force was soft and carried a shock force that could penetrate armor and break human organs.

Wang Chongyang knew that Qiu Chuji asked for the mace for the purpose of killing on the battlefield, so he discussed with the master craftsman and had this unique gem built into it. The gem had a very strong internal force adsorption effect. As long as the internal force was applied, it would rotate and collide in the hollow tube inside the long mace for a long time.

For ordinary martial artists, such a weapon is somewhat flashy and impractical, because it is difficult to control and the weapon will slip out of hand if one is not careful.

But Wang Chongyang knew Qiu Chuji's talent. No matter how difficult it was to control the weapon, it would only take Qiu Chuji a very short time to adapt and unleash its original power.

"Thank you, Master!" Qiu Chuji danced twice and quickly mastered the trick of using it.

The purpose of the Dragon's Mouth Swallowing Pearl is not in the martial arts world, but on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, how to preserve physical strength and skills is a great science.

This mace is lighter than ordinary maces, which means it can be swung longer. The built-in swallowing bead can reduce the number of times Qiu Chuji has to mobilize his internal force to form an internal force shock effect, thereby prolonging the time it takes for the force to penetrate armor.

"Brother Hong! Brother Huang! And Brother Ouyang Duwu! Would you like to try out my new weapon again?" Qiu Chuji invited the three opponents with a smile on his face.

Ouyang Feng snorted coldly and held the snake staff in his hand horizontally, indicating that he also had a better weapon and was not at all coveting Qiu Chuji's stuff.

His snake staff is mixed with cold iron from the Western Regions, and is a special weapon.

Hong Qi also stroked the dog-beating stick that had been passed down from generation to generation in the Beggars' Sect, and nodded with a smile. The dog-beating stick was made by the first leader of the Beggars' Sect from the rare Jade Bamboo. It was much harder than steel, but it still retained the toughness of bamboo. It was a famous magic weapon in the martial arts world.

With this magical weapon, the Dog Beating Stick Technique, which only the leader of the Beggars' Sect can learn, can suppress the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms most of the time. It is the true secret weapon of the Beggars' Sect.

Huang Yaoshi looked at the jade flute in his hand, which had faint cracks on it, with a somewhat unhappy expression.

The jade flute was cool to use, but the jade was brittle and could not withstand a head-on blow. The previous fight had already made the jade flute in his hand unable to withstand the beating.

As a result, certain thoughts in my mind became stronger and stronger.

After this Huashan Sword Meeting, he must look for some opportunities, otherwise, as a lone wolf, his foundation is far inferior to those guys with inheritance from big sects.

Eye contact, no more words needed.

The four figures collided again.

This time, they mainly competed in weapons.

Under siege from three different weapons, the Hunyuan Swallowing Dragon Mace emitted a low, thunderous sound. The swallowing beads inside it continued to vibrate, transforming the rebounding force into hidden power, which gave Qiu Chuji's mace technique more changes given by the weapons themselves.

Qiu Chuji mastered all kinds of sword techniques and the mace techniques taught by Wang Chongyang with ease. Under the siege of the three people, he gradually integrated them into one, and showed some signs of forming an independent form.

It can be imagined that after this battle, Qiu Chuji only needs to return to the mountain and meditate for some time, then he will be able to create a martial art unique to himself and officially begin his journey to becoming a master.

Time passed quickly, and every spectator was staring intently. The experience of watching four top masters fighting in a melee is not something you can always get. It is not something you may encounter in decades.

The four of them fought for hundreds of rounds in what seemed like the blink of an eye. It was already dusk, and the already dim sky seemed even darker.

The heavy snow finally stopped, and some faint red light appeared in the western sky, as if it was about to ignite the dark clouds.

A thin ray of light passes through the clouds and barely falls on the mountain top, giving the snow on the mountain top a heroic color.

The four people's internal energy was stretched to the limit, and heat was rising from their heads.

Each of them had an expression of concentration and obsession on their faces; everything other than fighting had been put aside for the time being.

This is a kind of martial arts sublimation that everyone in the world yearns for, but cannot obtain.

Inspiration and experience, what you have learned and what you have thought, all exchange sparks with each other in the most intense battles and collisions, and then enter a higher and farther level.

The four of them stood still again, being wary of each other, yet also seeming to sympathize with each other.

But this feeling is only fleeting, just like even in a battlefield like a meat grinder, there will be brief warmth between each other, but that is just an accidental coincidence formed at a special time, and it cannot be regarded as a true spiritual emotion.

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi gave a bitter smile, spat out two mouthfuls of blood, and then slowly withdrew from the battle circle.

After holding on until now, he has completely fallen behind. If he continues to fight, even at the cost of his life, it will only be humiliation for himself.

(End of this chapter)