Chapter 1 Zhang Yuanqing

Zhang Yuanqing had seen many forms of props, such as the Red Dance Shoes and the Military Soul Mask, but those were all single props with multiple uses.

But the prop in his hand, each form was different, the functions were completely different, it was more like three independent props.

Without a doubt, this was a divine artifact.

Three forms, each of which was top quality, and furthermore, it was a rule-based prop.

It had three rules in total:

One: Resonance, capable of destroying all defenses in the world.

Two: Binding, it cannot be used by anyone before the owner dies.

Three: Energy storage, capable of withstanding a physical attack of any level once.

A hammer that can destroy props, a lightning cannon that can fire ball lightning, combined with Night Wanderer, it's simply an assassination artifact, and even if the sneak attack fails, I can deploy the Violet Lightning Shield to resist…

However, the Violet Lightning Shield can only block attacks from the front, it's not as good as the Earth Guard's defensive props, which provide all-round protection. Also, I don't know the defensive limit of the Violet Lightning Shield yet.

After all, the defense of the Violet Lightning Shield itself is not a rule, and if it's not a rule, there must be a limit.

"Let's try the power of these props first."

If one plan fails, another will arise.

Handing over the prop in the form of compensation, if they really get their hands on it, even if the authorities intervene, they won't be able to get it back.

Private reconciliation is originally "willing to fight, willing to endure," this is a rule-abiding form of forceful plundering. "What if I don't agree!" Zhang Yuanqing's expression turned cold.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Hongzheng raised his hand, and the black-clothed men outside the door poured into the store, staring coldly.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but think of when he was in school, a senior student robbed him of his pocket money, he cried and looked for Bing Ge, Bing Ge was furious and beat the guy up.

Afterwards, the student's parents came to the school to make trouble, never mentioning their son's robbery, demanding that the school expel Bing Ge and him, and apologize.

Zhang Yuanqing had an idea, the round shield in his hand transformed into a small pumpkin hammer, 50cm in total length, petite and exquisite, wielding it would be flexible and handy, very suitable for close combat attacks.

Then, he took a piece of crimson iron ore from the gang's warehouse, this thing was called Fire Demon Ore.

As the name suggests, it was a Saint-level material for the Fire Master profession.

Fire Demon Ore has two major characteristics, high temperature and firmness, suitable for refining cold weapons, but also because of its firm characteristics and heat resistance, it is extremely difficult to melt.

Zhang Yuanqing threw the basin-sized Fire Demon Ore on the ground, raised the Violet Lightning Hammer, and smashed it down hard.

"Clang!"

A piercing screech echoed in the room.

On the surface of the Fire Demon Ore, a half-pumpkin imprint was凹陷, "Heavy Blow" was one of the characteristics of the Violet Lightning Hammer, every hammer was a heavy blow, but the resonance characteristic did not seem to manifest.

Zhang Yuanqing stared at the Fire Demon Ore for a moment, and soon, as if he had discovered something, he let out a soft "eh", and pointed his finger on the surface of the Fire Demon Ore.

The next second, his finger went numb, and he felt a slight pain, this feeling was like putting his hand on a high-frequency vibrating engine when he was a child.

And the vibration of the Fire Demon Ore was disrupted, the surface produced slight ripples, and then disappeared.

Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his finger to touch again, and the numbness disappeared.

So the Fire Demon Ore had been vibrating at a high frequency, yet a subtle vibration… Zhang Yuanqing understood something, raised the Violet Lightning Hammer, and struck the surface of the Fire Demon Ore one after another.

Clang, clang, clang…

The vibration on the surface of the Fire Demon Ore became more and more intense, more and more intense, and finally, when he struck the fifth hammer, the Fire Demon Ore suddenly exploded with a "bang", turning into a pile of dust and tiny fragments.

"Tsk tsk, the hardness of the Fire Demon Ore is even stronger than many props, it exploded after only five hammers." Zhang Yuanqing stroked the small pumpkin as if he had found a treasure. Next, he tried the defensive power of the Violet Lightning Shield, summoned the Blood Camp Wei guarding the door, and let her transform into a werewolf, giving the former master a burst of output.

Blood Camp Wei's attack power was enough to match a level 5 Swordsman, and her claws were best at breaking armor, the level 5 Swordsman's defensive prop before was scratched by the werewolf's claws.

But now, the sharp claws scratched out a series of sparks on the surface of the round shield, making a teeth-aching screeching sound, no matter how hard the werewolf tried, it could only scratch shallow white marks on the round shield.

The surface of the round shield that was attacked, shot out twisting electric snakes, ejecting on the werewolf's body.

Each electric snake made the werewolf's body stiff, the steel needle-like hair stood on end, and the movements slowed down.

In less than half a minute, its attacks lost their swiftness, and the claw strikes also became soft and weak.

At this time, immediately switch to Lightning Cannon, give it a shot, it will definitely hit. Zhang Yuanqing thought so in his heart, but did not put it into action, but issued a stop command.

The werewolf was panting, his waist and back were bent, and his fierce, pale pupils showed confusion, as if he had been electrocuted. Zhang Yuanqing scrutinized the surface of the shield, the round shield remained with traces of claws.

He had an idea, switched to the Lightning Cannon mode, and then switched back to the round shield.

This time, the claw marks on the surface of the round shield disappeared.

It seems that the essence of this prop is "liquid Violet Lightning", the external damage will not affect the prop;

As long as you switch the form, it can be restored to its original state.

In that case, even if the round shield is cracked one day, I don't have to worry about it being damaged. Zhang Yuanqing stroked the round shield, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Even San Yue, this aunt, wouldn't even give a tube of life essence to her nephew? Although life essence is indeed very expensive. Zhang Yuanqing asked again:

"Who came?"

"Zhao Feichen's father, real name unknown, Lingjing ID is Zhao Hongzheng." The black-clothed man replied.

Nonsense, who in the Lingjing aristocratic family uses their real name? No, who Lingjing Xingzhe uses their real name. Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "I understand."

If it's not the Zhao family head, it's still okay.

But even if the old Zhao family head comes, he won't be afraid.

"Leave your clothes and pants behind, go out." Zhang Yuanqing said.

"???"

A moment later, a strong man wearing only a pair of shorts, holding a few pieces of ore in his arms, left with a smile on his face.

After a while, Zhang Yuanqing walked out of the room with Blood Camp Wei, who was wearing black clothes and black pants, the clothes were a bit too big, and looked loose on her.

In the messy grocery store, Lian Sanyue leaned against the checkout counter, one hand on her chest, one hand holding a cigar, and in her ear was her eldest brother Zhao Hongzheng's roar:

"Who, who hurt my son like this."

Zhao Hongzheng examined his son, who was weak on the stretcher, his eyes were about to split when they landed on the gauze wrapped around, faintly bleeding, the root of his thigh.

Zhao Hongzheng had gray hair, deep nasolabial folds and crow's feet, he only had this son in his forties, he could be said to be extremely fond of him, and spoiled him in every way.

Zhao Hongzheng attached great importance to this son, talent was one aspect, the most important thing was that Zhao Feichen was brought up by the old family head himself.

The old family head doted on this young grandson very much, regarding him as the apple of his eye, and even treated Zhao Hongzheng's lineage with love and affection.

The two of them had a deep relationship, if the old family head wanted to abdicate in the future, who would the position of family head be passed to?

Even if his Zhao Hongzheng's talent was not the best among his brothers, but for the sake of Zhao Feichen, his father would take a few more glances at him and consider him more.

"Even if you and your father have a bad relationship, Feichen has at least called you aunt for so many years, you actually watched him have his legs cut off in your territory?"

Lian Sanyue scoffed: "There are many people who call me grandmother, let alone aunt! Willing to bet and admit defeat, Zhao Feichen was looking for death himself, what does it have to do with me." "You…"

Zhao Hongzheng was about to reprimand her, but Lian Sanyue's face turned cold: "Zhao Hongzheng, you are not qualified to teach me a lesson, come back after you are promoted to Dominator."

Zhao Hongzheng's chest heaved with anger, but he really didn't say anything more, turned his head to the subordinates standing outside the store and said:

"Return to the Zhao family, tell the family head about Feichen's experience, and get a tube of life essence over here, and be quick about it."

Outside the grocery store, a row of Lingjing Xingzhe in suits stood in the alley.

The one on the far left in black, with sunglasses, bowed and took orders, and turned to leave.

Zhao Hongzheng bent down and lowered his head, sending a green bead into Zhao Feichen's pale and cracked lips.

Soon, Zhao Feichen's face gradually turned rosy, and he woke up.

When he saw Zhao Hongzheng, a look of joy bloomed on his tired and weak face, he immediately grabbed his father's hand, and said with gritted teeth:

"Dad, avenge me, avenge me… I want that kid to pay the price."

Zhao Hongzheng patted his son's hand and comforted him: "Dad will, in Huadu, no one can retreat unscathed after injuring a direct descendant of my Zhao family, Dad has already sent someone to notify your grandfather. Your injury, Dad will restore it with life essence." Feichen, tell Dad, who injured you."

Zhao Feichen's eyes were resentful, and he gritted his teeth and said

"It's a Star Official, most likely a deacon of the Taiyi Sect, but not Zhao Chenghuang."

He told the story of the conflict between the two sides, adding fuel to the fire.

Zhao Hongzheng sighed: "If he is a deacon of the Taiyi Sect, Dad may not be able to kill him to vent his anger, but how he hurt you, I will do the same to him."

Zhao Feichen was displeased and said: "What's the point of that!"

After a moment of silence, his eyes suddenly lit up and said: "Dad, I have an idea!"

Zhao Hongzheng leaned over and said: "Tell me."

"That kid is using Aunt's Hundred Refinements Furnace to forge a Saint-level top-quality prop, I suspect it may be a rule-based prop, have someone surround the Wanbao House, don't give him a chance to ask the Taiyi Sect for help, on the grounds that he deliberately seriously injured me, demand compensation, and get that prop first. Afterwards, even if the Taiyi Sect demands it, we will have reason to argue, the Taiyi Sect will not start a war with our Zhao family for a prop of an internal deacon."

He was still thinking about the prop in the furnace.

It was indeed the best of the best, perfect in all aspects.

And the price of using it, was not heavy or light.

The price of the Violet Lightning Hammer was that, below two meters in height, it could only be used for five minutes, if it exceeded five minutes, the body would be crushed under the gradually increasing resonance.

The price of using the Lightning Cannon was written very clearly, although he had not experimented with it, but Zhang Yuanqing guessed it was lightning strike, which was a move that hurt both the enemy and himself.

As for the Violet Lightning Shield, although he noted only one price: the loss of the desire to attack while holding the shield.

But after Zhang Yuanqing used this prop, he summarized its three shortcomings, one was the price mentioned in the remarks, and the second was that it could only resist attacks from the front, and was powerless against back stabs and sneak attacks, unless the holder could actively detect the danger and adjust the direction of the shield to resist.

The third was the reaction force, in the werewolf's frantic attack, Zhang Yuanqing's hand holding the shield, the tiger's mouth cracked.

If it was a stronger force, it might shatter his arm bones.

"Compared to its functions, these costs are acceptable." Zhang Yuanqing contentedly put away the Violet Lightning Shield, and looked at Blood Camp Wei.

The clothes on her body were torn again, standing naked and fair in front of her master, under her upright breasts were sexy abdominal muscles, her legs were round and slender, straight and firm.

Coupled with that face that had artificial traces, but was perfect and flawless, it was an extreme temptation.

Being single for a long time, even Yin Corpse seemed so tempting… Zhang Yuanqing sighed, and moved his attention away from her beauty and flesh, gazing at Blood Camp Wei's eyes.

I don't know when it started, but her eyes were darkened with broken gold, and began to transform into beast-like eyes.

"Only used it three times, and the eyes are starting to change? Alas, Little Red Riding Hood's combat power is really fragrant, but the erosion is too strong, I have to refine a few more Yin Corpse for backup in the future."

Zhang Yuanqing put away Little Red Riding Hood, just at this time, a rapid knock on the door came.

He controlled Blood Camp Wei to hide behind the Hundred Refinements Furnace, and then opened the door.

A black-clothed strong man stood outside the door, bowing and lowering his head, and said:

"The landlady asked me to inform you that the Zhao family is here, and wants to see you."

They came to question him? Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a few seconds, and asked:

"Is Zhao Feichen dead?"

The black-clothed strong man shook his head: "The landlady has already stopped the bleeding and healed him, and there is no danger to his life, he has now been carried out to meet the Zhao family."

Saint-level top-quality prop, rule-based? Zhao Hongzheng thought carefully for a few seconds, his eyes lit up, and he smiled, "Good idea!"

He immediately had his subordinates surround the Wanbao House, cleared the ordinary people in the entire alley, and laid out props to target Night Wanderer and Star Escape Technique. After everything was arranged, he looked expressionlessly at his half-sister, and said, "I won't argue with you about Feichen's matter, release the person, I know the rules, I won't make a move in your store."

Lian Sanyue had been watching the show from beginning to end, smiling and said, "He's already out."

She raised her hand and waved gently, the space in the store rippled, and two figures appeared out of thin air in the Wanbao House.

A young man with ordinary looks, and a beautiful woman wearing loose black clothes and black pants, barefoot.

It was none other than Zhang Yuanqing and Blood Camp Wei.

"Dad, it's him!"

Zhao Feichen's eyes were suddenly venomous, but a sneer was mixed in the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Hongzheng stared coldly at Zhang Yuanqing, and said, "I don't care if you are from the Taiyi Sect, or a rogue cultivator, you broke my son's legs, you must pay the price."

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Zhao Hongzheng, and then at the bodyguards outside the door, withdrew his gaze, and looked again at the middle-aged and elderly man with gray hair, and said:

"You are Zhao Hongzheng, Zhao Feichen's father? Listening to your words, you don't know the ins and outs of the matter, my son and I have signed a contract…"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Hongzheng waving his hand:

"I only know that your bet was limited to flint, you were resentful and forcibly broke my son's legs, this matter must give my Zhao family an explanation."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately gave up the plan to reason, and asked:

"Then, what explanation does the Zhao family want?"

Zhao Feichen immediately said

"Compensate me with the prop you refined in the furnace."

Zhao Hongzheng nodded slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, and said:

"This is the condition we offer, if you agree to reconcile, then compensate Feichen with the prop." You relied on your power to bully others, cut off my son's legs, and almost killed him, it's not too much to ask for one of your props. Take it out yourself, don't force me to use force."

Zhang Yuanqing understood, after saying a thousand words and ten thousand words, this pair of father and son were still eyeing his prop, they had him pegged.

Zhang Yuanqing had no choice, and didn't dare to tell his grandparents, so he went to his unreliable uncle.

As soon as his uncle heard this, he turned around and stole his aunt's bank card, went to the bank and exchanged it for a large bag of coins.

Then he took his nephew to school, met the troublemaking parents, he first let his nephew apologize, then grabbed the coins, and smashed them on the pair of father and son one after another, smashing them hard.

Smashing them so they covered their heads and scurried away.

In the end, the teachers stepped in to stop the uncle's violence.

The uncle said arrogantly, it's wrong for my disciple to hit someone, but you pair of robber father and son, don't pretend to be white lotus flowers. My family has plenty of money, these are a reward for you.

After saying that, he left with his disciple, and told the teacher that he would report this matter to the Education Bureau.

On the way home, the uncle patted the disciple's shoulder and said: "Good job, to deal with naughty children, you have to use violence to control violence, to deal with incompetent parents, you have to use even more violence to control violence."

Now he no longer has an uncle by his side, and his uncle can't interfere in such a high-end struggle.

But uncle, I have grown up. Zhang Yuanqing slowly took off his disguise ring, revealing his true face, and shouted loudly: "Zhao Hongzheng, see clearly who I am, who are you going to attack?"