Zhang San, please behave yourself!-Chapter 825 - 761·From now on, you are my Spear!
Zhang San glanced at the figure turning in the midst of the endless red sandstorm and coldly smiled.
"Why are you laughing?"
Before the words were finished, the figure charged towards Zhang San like a hurricane.
Zhang San immediately pulled out his Mo Blade from the Gluttonous Bag to withstand the fierce attack.
At this moment, while defending against the opponent’s fierce attacks, Zhang San carefully observed the weapon in the opponent’s hand.
It was a broken axe-halberd, with the lower half of the metal long rod already damaged, and even the axe-halberd had many notches.
Moreover, its overall shape was somewhat slender; although at first glance it looked like an axe-halberd, it actually resembled a long spear more.
And the opponent’s attack style was open and grand, lacking the complexity and variation of many Martial Styles, relying solely on brute force to suppress ten gatherings.
"I’m laughing because you are lying, for you are definitely not Chi You!"
The face of the figure fighting Zhang San showed no change in expression.
But the opponent’s attack became significantly more intense, or rather, much angrier.
"I am Chi You!"
Hearing this, Zhang San couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"Hahaha... cough, cough... ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!"
Although the aura of their battle blocked all the surrounding wind and sand at a distance of about ten feet, an occasional breeze would still blow through.
So Zhang San had to keep his mouth shut.
"First of all, Chi You would definitely not just have these few tricks!"
"Secondly, from the start of the battle until now, I have tried several times to attack your body, only to find that it seems not to be a physical entity, more like a phantom."
"Lastly, if you were truly a mighty warrior, you wouldn’t be using such a battered weapon. It looks like a war halberd, yet something else as well. I suspect this rusty, broken weapon you’re wielding is actually your true form!"
Upon hearing Zhang San’s analysis, the opponent flew into a rage.
"You’re the one who’s broken! Your whole family is broken!"
Before the words were finished, the opponent’s attacks became even fiercer.
But the opponent’s fierceness only manifested as slightly faster attack speed and more explosive power, yet each strike was blocked by Zhang San’s Mo Blade, rendering the opponent’s impotent fury harmless.
"So, it’s the Sword Spirit?"
"I am not a Sword Spirit! I am not a Sword Spirit! I am the first Iron Weapon in the All Things Path! The first spear crafted by Chi You personally!"
"Spear!?"
At this moment, Zhang San somewhat understood why when he first approached the Secret Realm’s gate, he felt endless killing intent.
It turned out the opponent was the first Iron Weapon forged by Chi You!
Clearly, it must have followed Chi You to conquer the world, stained with much bloodshed.
At the same time, Zhang San finally understood why the Chyiou Flag had stayed in this place for so long.
It must be that the Chyiou Flag longed for its old comrade for a long, long time.
"Speaking of which, as Chi You’s weapon from the past, it doesn’t make sense for you to be here alone in such a..."
Zhang San looked around and then said, "narrow Secret Realm."
Zhang San didn’t know how big a Secret Realm typically should be, but as they fought, Zhang San realized that the entire realm might only be the size of a football field.
At this time, the phantom controlled by the spear stopped and said to Zhang San, "Since Chi You’s defeat, I was taken away by others while damaged. However, those who wanted to control me were far less powerful, so I was always in control of them. But because they were weak, they couldn’t help me much. Ultimately, I ended up here."
"Later, I was deemed a Divine Weapon by a local tribe here, and due to my status in the All Things Path, I gained a position as one of the Twelve Superior Demons."
"I just didn’t expect that as the tribe that worshipped me fell into turmoil, the entire tribe was wiped out. I had no choice but to bury all their remains, using my power to suppress their graves with a secret realm to prevent disturbances."
Zhang San couldn’t help but ask curiously, "When the tribe that worshipped you was in turmoil, didn’t you intervene?"
"I wanted to intervene, but at that time, I felt significant changes in the Heaven and Earth Laws, making it difficult for me to exert my original form’s power."
"Moreover, even if I had unleashed my full power, the strongest in the tribe worshipping me was only in the Primordial Qi Realm. So ultimately, the result would be the same."
Upon hearing this, Zhang San seemed to understand something.
"You were the first Iron Weapon created by Chi You, but in this world now, all weapons are Iron Weapons, some even integrated with more materials becoming Mysterious Weapons, more powerful and robust! It’s perhaps due to the evolution of the era and changes in Heaven and Earth Laws that you’ve lost your prime position as the first Iron Weapon. Isn’t that so?"
Hearing Zhang San’s words, the spear furiously retorted, "No! I am the strongest weapon in this world! I am the foremost weapon in the All Things Path!"
Zhang San smiled and shook his head gently, saying softly, "There’s no need for self-deception. If you truly believed that, you would’ve already left here to prove yourself, not hidden away. When I came earlier, I saw the Chyiou Flag; I’m sure it has its sights set on you, wanting to kill you or devour you to become one of the Twelve Superior Demons."
Upon hearing this, the spear trembled, unsure whether it was anger towards being targeted by a once far inferior Demon Clan or frustration at being unable to leave the Secret Realm.
Zhang San took a Horse Lance from the Gluttonous Bag and tossed it over.
"This weapon is named Horse Lance, also called Spear!"
The spear-wielder manipulated the shadow to grab the spear thrown by Zhang San and began to examine it carefully.
"What is this thing? So long? It’s completely impractical!"
Upon hearing the spear-wielder’s complaint, Zhang San couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"That’s where you’re wrong!"
Zhang San started explaining to the spear-wielder: "A spear measuring eight feet long is called a spear, and when mounted, it is said that it can massacre. Also called the Spear, it is a weapon that can slice through enemy lines." [Note 138]
The spear-wielder somewhat understood Zhang San’s words but couldn’t fully grasp them.
"Mounted? Enemy lines?"
After all, during the period when the spear-wielder fought, not to mention warhorses, even war chariots were rare.
At this moment, the spear-wielder truly felt like they did not belong to this era anymore.
Then, Zhang San thrust his Mo Blade into the ground, saying, "The Horse Lance in your hand could be considered the most advanced weapon of this era. As for my Mo Blade, I believe it will become the king of infantry weapons in the future. Do you want to join me in proving that you are the strongest weapon under the heavens! Come with me, and forge a new era?"
Hearing these words, the spear-wielder trembled again.
Zhang San’s words reminded him of the days he followed Chi You into battle everywhere after being forged by Chi You.
"So what are you using now?"
"Mo Blade! My path is not in the present, but in the future!"
Upon hearing Zhang San’s answer, the spear-wielder realized that even though the man before him was clearly at a lower realm, he did not fall behind in battle.
Perhaps following him, he could truly witness the future.
"Alright, I’ll change my name to Spear! After all, the Spear is the strongest weapon of this era! I could even temporarily reside within your Mo Blade! As for the future you speak of, I will witness it with my own eyes! But I should warn you, if your ability is insufficient to wield me, I will leave immediately." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Hearing this, Zhang San knew it was a success.
However, Zhang San still did not immediately show an excited smile on his face.
After all, the other party had not seen the outside world for so many years.
If he were to rejoice now, the other might become suspicious.
"Of course! You and I are companions, not master and servant; we are merely cooperating to forge a brand new future together!"
The spear-wielder trembled continuously.
The once rusty weapon suddenly turned into countless fine ashes.
Then, these ashes ignited in the air around them.
Finally, the numerous ashes fell upon the Mo Blade Zhang San had planted in the ground, completely covering it.
Zhang San had three Mo Blades, each identical.
So Zhang San immediately took out the other two and planted them in the ground.
"These three Mo Blades look the same to me. I worry about them getting damaged in battle, so I have some spares. You can pick one and see which suits you best."
At this time, the Mo Blade, already covered by the ashes, spoke with the Spear’s voice.
"If you had told me you had two more, but it doesn’t matter! These three are actually quite similar. I can help you enhance all of them!"
In the next moment, countless ashes again enveloped the other two Mo Blades.
Soon, all three Mo Blades were covered in ashes.
Then, the three Mo Blades planted in the ground vibrated, and with a whoosh, they all flew up from the ground.
The three Mo Blades intertwined, eventually bending and coiling, and finally formed one Mo Blade.
As the three Mo Blades combined into one, it slowly descended from mid-air.
The ashes on it scattered bit by bit amidst the vibrations.
At this moment, Zhang San looked at the Mo Blade gradually drifting in front of him; the metallic sheen had dimmed significantly, even taking on a somewhat matte appearance.
But Zhang San knew that in battle, weapons with this hidden appearance often perform better.
Only that the production cost of ordinary weapons made like this would be too high.
As Zhang San reached out to grab the Mo Blade, he discovered a powerful aura on the Mo Blade that attempted to shake him off.
Zhang San smiled faintly.
He understood; this was the Spear’s test for himself.
Zhang San immediately exerted his might to firmly suppress the Mo Blade in his hand.
"From now on, you will be my Spear!"
