Infinite Gate: I Became a Martial Saint from Another World

Three days later, he was sent to Luoguo, Yuxi County.

Because Li Yi also had to participate in the village's defense planning, only Zhou Hong came to get the long sword this time.

Zhou Hong crossed several streets and arrived at the gate of Li Jiange.

Suddenly, he spotted a familiar figure at the door.

Then Zhou Hong walked forward quickly and found that the person was Qin Xiao.

Qin Xiao only studied in Li's martial arts school for a period of time before returning to the Qin family. That was before Li Dayong left the martial arts school, so Zhou Hong hadn't seen him for several years.

Qin Xiao saw Zhou Hong coming, but he didn't recognize him at first because of his muscular figure.

Qin Xiao looked at the muscular man who walked up to him and asked, "What can I do for you, brother?"

Zhou Hong laughed and said, "Qin Xiao, don't you recognize me? You said before that you wanted me to go to your Qin family."

After hearing this, Qin Xiao looked at Zhou Hong carefully for a while, and suddenly looked surprised. He patted his head and said, "It turns out to be Brother Zhou. I haven't seen you for a few years. You have changed a lot!"

Seeing Zhou Hong's aura, Qin Xiao congratulated him, "Looking at your complexion, I think you have already entered the physical realm. Congratulations, Brother Zhou!"

Hearing Qin Xiao's congratulations, Zhou Hong was not proud. He said, "These are nothing. But you, Brother Qin, are you here to make weapons as well?"

Hearing Zhou Hong's question, Qin Xiao said, "That's right. This time we are here to build a batch of equipment. Brother Zhou, based on the news from your village, you must have known the current situation in Mingluo Country. People from small places like us have to protect ourselves!"

Zhou Hong nodded in response, and the two chatted for a while before Zhou Hong walked into the pavilion.

He found the steward he had met a few days ago and asked, "Steward, is the knife I want ready?"

The steward said, "Young man, we have already made the long sword you requested."

Afterwards, the steward asked several strong men to carry the long sword weighing hundreds of pounds and carefully placed it on the ground.

Zhou Hong picked up the long sword weighing over a hundred pounds with one hand. With his other hand, he gently stroked the black scabbard. Then he grabbed the golden handle and pulled it out violently. The silver-white blade appeared in front of him.

Zhou Hong looked at the sharp long knife. He waved it a few times and couldn't help but sighed: "It's really not comparable to the robber's knife before!"

"Since it's my sword, it must have a name. I'll call you Black Wing!"

After naming his weapon, Zhou Hong paid the remaining money and left.

Walking on the road, Zhou Hong felt itchy holding the Black Wing. It was the first time he got his own weapon, and he wanted to use something to test its power.

He looked at a tree that was so big that two people could hug it together, and some thoughts came to his mind.

He came to the big tree, drew out his long knife, and hit the tree with a horizontal blow, and the tree fell down.

Zhou Hong was quite satisfied with his masterpiece, and then he chopped the broken tree into smaller pieces of wood, and then he put the black wing back into the scabbard. Then he packed some wood back and prepared to sell it to the lumber mill for some money.

Zhou Hong returned to the village with the timber and walked straight to the Linfeng Timber Factory.

It was still the same bumpy road, but the difference was that the last time Zhou Hong came here he was just an ordinary teenager, but this time he was a warrior with extraordinary power.