Chapter 9: Weapon Grades

  He took the large sword handed over by Blake, with a palm-wide blade, feeling heavy in his hand. This was the mainstream weapon of this world. Lin Wu operated the weak wind attribute Dou Qi inside his body according to the method taught by Blake. However, when Lin Wu operated the wind attribute Dou Qi, it seemed that there was no unsmooth feeling as Blake said. The Dou Qi flowed very smoothly inside his body, without any delay.

  Put down the doubts in his heart, Lin Wu gathered the fighting energy on his hands. Now he still can't transmit the fighting energy to the sword body, but when the fighting energy circulated to his hands, Lin Wu felt that his hands were filled with power. Even the big sword in his hand became light and fluttering.

  "Cheers!!"

  With a loud shout, Lin Wu suddenly swung up the large sword in his hand, and with a sharp whistling sound, a small tree was cut off at the waist by Lin Wu.

  "Huh?" Breck stared at Lin Wu in surprise, he had also seen that Wind Attribute Dou Qi before, apart from its speed being commendable, it was almost useless, but what Lin Wu displayed was somewhat different from the manual's description.

  Looking at the small tree in front of him that had been cut off, Lin Wu's expression was filled with excitement. This was something Lin Wu had accomplished without using his divine powers.

  At this time, the merchant group was also ready. Burke hurriedly left to prepare for today's journey after telling them how to use Qi to defend and increase speed.

  Taking advantage of this moment, Lin Wu also intensified his practice, but suddenly he felt a wave of dizziness, only to find that his internal energy had been depleted. The weakness of the Gust Decision was now exposed - his internal energy was insufficient and his recovery speed was slow.

  Lin Wu let out a soft sigh and sheathed his great sword, just as the merchant caravan began to set off.

  Lin Wu came to the front of Breck's carriage and returned the large sword in his hand to Breck. The sword was a swordsman's life, and Breck's trust in him was immense for being able to lend him his own sword.

  When Lin Wu returned the large sword to Blake, Blake took out a slender sword and handed it to Lin Wu, saying: "Your fighting spirit emphasizes speed, the large sword will affect your speed, you take this slender sword."

  "Thank you, Colonel Breck." Lin Wu carefully accepted the slender sword, which was similar to an ancient Chinese longsword. The blade was only two fingers wide, and compared to the broadsword that was as wide as a palm, this slender sword felt almost weightless in his hand. As he drew it out of its scabbard, a flash of cold light reflected off the blade, revealing its extraordinary quality.

  Thank Breck again, Lin Wu took the 'Light Whisper' back to his own team. Light Whisper, this is the name that Lin Wu gave to the slender sword in Breck's mouth. Because when Lin Wu wielded this long sword, it would emit a faint sword hum, so Lin Wu named it 'Light Whisper'.

  John saw Lin Wu, who had been a novice swordsman just the night before, suddenly become an intermediate swordsman and couldn't help but feel a little envious. The other four people in the team looked at Lin Wu with eyes full of admiration.

  But when John saw the long sword in Lin Wu's hand, he suddenly let out a cry of surprise. Hearing John's cry, Lin Wu asked in puzzlement: "What's wrong?"

  "This, this is Captain's refined long sword!" John's eyes widened in utter disbelief.

  "What's a Refiner?" Lin Wu heard John's words, although he still had some doubts in his heart, but he could affirm that the thing Breck gave him was something very precious.

  "Equipment of weapons also has its own level, among which is divided into the lowest ordinary weapon, just like ours." John said, drawing out his sword, "This can be considered a top-notch product among ordinary weapons."

  "And above ordinary weapons are refined-grade weapons, which can only be forged by high-level blacksmiths. Among them, the dwarves' craftsmanship is the most exceptional. A refined-grade weapon is every swordsman's dream." John stared intently at the long sword in Lin Wu's hand, his mouth watering with envy.

  Upon hearing John's words, Lin Wu suddenly felt that Blake was too good to himself, not only giving him the extremely precious attribute Dou Qi Gong Fa, but also giving him such a precious weapon.

  "I don't know why Captain Breke said I couldn't be promoted." Lin Wu secretly made a decision that once he became stronger, he would properly repay Captain Breke's kindness.

  However, refined weapons are just a cut above ordinary ones. Truly divine and extraordinary are magical weapons. The power of magical weapons is unimaginable. I once saw a novice swordsman wielding a first-class magic sword that emitted a brilliant aura, and with it, he defeated an intermediate swordsman." John said this about magic swords with a tone that didn't show any desire, but only reverence.

  Because it was too far away to pursue, for John, a primary upper-class swordsman, getting a refined weapon was already the greatest satisfaction, let alone magical weapons, he didn't even have any thoughts about them.

  Quietly listening to John's words, Lin Wu finally understood that he still didn't even understand a corner of this world's iceberg. Magical weapons were actually divided into 7 levels; if a level 1 magical weapon could allow an initial swordsman to defeat an intermediate swordsman, then just how powerful would a level 7 magical weapon be?

  Just as John was talking endlessly to Lin Wu and a few other rookie mercenaries about his own experiences, the caravan suddenly came to a halt.

  "What's wrong?" Lin Wu asked in puzzlement.

  "Hehe, we're about to enter the Windy Plains, where we'll encounter countless mice. But don't worry, those mice aren't a threat at all." John said with a smile.

  Upon hearing John's words, Lin Wu found that in front of the merchant group was a vast expanse of grasslands as far as the eye could see, with waist-high grass swaying gently in the breeze like waves. "How beautiful!" Lin Wu silently exclaimed.

  "Ah, now it's still early spring. If you come in summer, the lush greenery mixed with the fresh scent of grass will be intoxicating." John said to Lin Wu and several others.

  "Forward march!!" Breck shouted loudly.

  As Breck spoke, the caravan continued to move slowly forward, entering the waist-high grasslands, and the journey became even more difficult. The crowd also lost their interest in chatting, clearing the weeds on one side while carefully observing whether there were any mice appearing.

  "Squeak~~"

  As Lin Wu parted the grass beside him, a familiar voice reached his ears, "Old Mouse!!" Lin Wu almost reflexively shouted.

  Because Lin Wu was on Earth, there was a cunning old mouse in their dormitory. Lin Wu and others struggled with it for several months but failed to eliminate it. The arrogant mouse would bite through some of the books they treasured every time, making Lin Wu and others conditioned to reflexively get angry whenever they heard the mouse's voice.

  "Protect the vehicle!!" Blake's voice also rang out in an instant, full of fighting spirit.

  Each squad gathered tightly around the vehicles loaded with grain, vigilantly staring at the waist-high grasses all around.

  "Squeak, squeak..." The incessant mouse sounds made Lin Wu's face look somewhat unpleasant. Judging from the sound, there were tens of thousands of mice, and the noise was absolutely deafening.

  "Here." John drew his sword and said.

  As John spoke, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the bushes and pounced on him.

  John swung his long sword at the black shadow, and a blood arrow shot out. The black shadow fell straight down, and Lin Wu also saw the true face of the black night.

  "This is... a mouse?" Lin Wu was somewhat stunned, staring blankly at the mouse that was about the size of a domestic cat.