My Right Hand Allows Me to Merge Thousands of Races-Chapter 82 - 73: A Fine Sword for a Hero

Lu Xun has always fought barehanded.

Fists are his weapons; muscles are his armor.

But this is actually quite disadvantageous!

Especially when facing an elite like Master Dutch, a Great Sword Hero; he doesn’t dare to engage head-on.

The opponent has a shield and can withstand several of his punches, but his flesh can hardly endure the slicing of a High-Level Light Saber... unless he uses "Damage Transfer."

This makes him seem like a reckless brute, which is very unfair!

If Lu Xun also had a powerful weapon, then it would be different.

"Look, isn’t this impressive?"

Zhang Xinghai rummaged around in the corner for a while, then came back carrying a huge "Iron Rod": "It’s definitely suitable for you?"

Lu Xun originally held high expectations, but his face fell immediately upon seeing the item.

"This is the Unparalleled Divine Weapon you were talking about?"

This weapon looks very ordinary.

It’s just a metal rod, 1.3 meters long, looking much like a baseball bat!

Very rugged, simple and unadorned, without any outstanding features.

"Don’t underestimate it; this weapon is made from extremely rare special metals, combined with the Human Federation’s cutting-edge military technology, making it a melee weapon... far rarer than the Plasma Light Saber!"

Zhang Xinghai explained: "It has nine levels, each time a level is activated, its weight, size, armor-piercing, and shield-breaking performance all multiply. The higher the level, the more powerful it is!"

"Really?" Lu Xun was skeptical, reaching out to take the Iron Rod.

Once in hand, he realized it was not simple at all—heavier than it looked. In its zero-level state, it weighed at least 50 kilograms, and was made of a hard, cold, metallic material.

"This weapon isn’t new. It’s got some years on it, right? Who was its previous owner?" He tested its feel, asking questions.

"It’s my comrade’s relic. Years ago, he won it as a championship prize in the Jinghai City military competition..."

Zhang Xinghai’s voice was somewhat heavy, seemingly recalling unpleasant memories.

In fact, the Ogre Race spine on his back also came from that comrade.

Lu Xun observed Zhang’s expression and changed the subject: "How do you activate these nine levels?"

"By grip strength," Zhang Xinghai said, "It has a smart sensing system that automatically adjusts levels according to the user’s strength. My comrade’s combat style was similar to yours, he was also a naturally strong warrior, and he could activate up to level 4, weighing 1.2 tons."

Hmm?

At level 4, it weighed 1.2 tons?

This unimpressive big iron rod is actually so formidable?

Given Lu Xun’s current physical strength, he could unleash more than a hundred tons of force with a full-power punch.

He could smash an Exoskeleton Armor with random punches!

He knew the level of his fist power.

But he really didn’t know how strong his grip was.

"Let me try."

Lu Xun was eager to try, grabbing the handle of the small iron rod with his right hand and suddenly exerting pressure!

Buzz~

The simple iron rod emitted a humming sound, with a sci-fi-like dark flow glow on its surface.

Its size rapidly increased, growing thicker and heavier!

In an instant, level 1 was activated.

The next second, the indicator for level 2 lit up... level 3... level 4!

The weight reached a terrifying 1.2 tons!

But this wasn’t Lu Xun’s limit.

"Ha!"

He shouted, his muscular arms bulging, his hand veins popping, each large hand joint cracking.

Buzz~

Level 5 activated!

The iron rod grew bigger and heavier, reaching 1.5 meters long, weighing 2.5 tons, the rod body extremely thick, with sharp spikes protruding from its massive head.

It transformed into an extremely exaggerated Wolf Fang Club!

"Ah?"

Zhang Xinghai was dumbfounded, speechless with shock.

"I’ve reached the limit, only level 5." Lu Xun sighed, "It looks like your comrade was quite formidable, not much weaker than me in pure strength."

"No..."

Zhang Xinghai’s lips trembled, his throat rolled with difficulty, he bitterly smiled and said, "Brother Zhan, this club... is used with both hands! It’s not a one-handed weapon."

Damn it, one-handed and two-handed, they aren’t the same!

Activating level 5 with just one hand’s grip strength... simply monstrous!

Speaking of pure physical strength alone, his comrade was far inferior to Lu Xun.

"Your comrade used two hands to activate four levels? Ahem... alright."

Lu Xun coughed to relieve awkwardness.

Then, he gripped the Wolf Fang Club again with both hands, exerting force.

Buzz buzz~

Almost instantly, level 6 activated, and soon reached level 7, finally stopping.

The Wolf Fang Club had become a colossal object.

Its weight reached a frightening 12.5 tons!

What concept is a 12.5-ton weapon?

To know, a small car weighs about 1.5 tons.

The length of the Wolf Fang Club also reaches 1.8 meters, thick and long, with an enormous head, and rows of spikes glistening menacingly, daunting to behold! The thickest part has a diameter of over 50 centimeters!

This weapon is just too fitting!

Lu Xun swung the club with both hands, casually waving it, and immediately a heavy, terrifying whoosh sounded in the air.

If this were to hit someone, wouldn’t it leave them bruised and battered?

Moreover, Lu Xun discovered that this weapon seemed to have excellent conductivity for various energies.

He could use the Wolf Fang Club to unleash the ripples of Mountain-Shaking Strength!

’Analyze!’

[Analyzing... 5%... 10%... 15%...]

[Analysis complete!]

[Trait Points +4900!]

[Recorded: Non-Biological Illustrated Guide x1]

[Illustrated Guide: King of Truth, Fighting Stick]

[...super adaptability...armor-piercing...effect enhancement...sharpness...maximum power...]

...

’Just a melee weapon gets so many trait point rewards?’

’King of Truth? What an arrogant name, not bad, not bad, this is my custom lifebound weapon!’

Lu Xun was amazed, treasuring the Wolf Fang Club, unable to part with it.

But then he remembered something else, and couldn’t help but furrow his brow.

"Ahem, to be honest, I really like this weapon. But I won’t take your gift for free, name your price." He said to Zhang Xinghai.

This Wolf Fang Club was obviously valuable, definitely top-tier military-grade equipment.

It couldn’t be compared to the weapons obtained by the Xu Family through illegal channels.

This was a championship prize won by Zhang Xinghai’s comrades from a martial arts competition!

Even when Lu Xun reaches Lord Level, this weapon will not become outdated.

If Lu Xun had this divine weapon before, he wouldn’t have needed to summon the army of Evil Spirits to fight Master Dutch head-on!

Lu Xun could rely on Soul Link to transfer damage to Gousheng and take on many of the enemy’s swords.

But the opponent’s shield would definitely not withstand Lu Xun’s full-powered strike!

The spikes on its head had a strong "armor-piercing, shield-breaking" effect.

One strike and shield and people are smashed together!

This is the true high-end military product!

What’s free is the most expensive.

It seems like a gift, but behind it, the price is marked.

Lu Xun didn’t want to owe Zhang Xinghai such a big favor.

Owing favors is the hardest to repay, it’s better to talk about money.

Zhang Xinghai also realized this, the "War Ghost" brother didn’t want to accept his gift.

"Um... maybe talk about it later." He scratched his head, "You use it first, if you want to change weapons later, just return it to me. Besides, it’s not mine, it’s my comrade’s relic."

Lu Xun frowned: "Don’t hesitate, how much? Quickly name a price."

"This is a custom cutting-edge melee weapon for the elite Iron Guard of the military,

it’s not for sale, you can’t buy it on the black market, it’s hard to measure its value with money." Zhang Xinghai explained.

Like his Mantis Blade, only much higher-level than the Mantis Blade...after all, he never won a championship in major competitions, the highest was only a runner-up once.

Such strictly controlled non-sale items are very precious.

They are not "products", for some people you get them for free, but for most people, you can’t buy it even if you offer ten times the price!

"Can you roughly estimate?" Lu Xun asked again.

He hesitated, sighed, and said: "Roughly starting at a few billion."

As the saying goes, "A precious sword to the hero, hay to the cow," if a price was really named, how could the Brother War Ghost afford it?

So he gave it as a gift.

"..."

Lu Xun suddenly fell silent.

He stared at the "King of Truth" in his hand, thought for a few seconds, and ultimately didn’t want to owe this favor.

If you accept someone’s kindness, you become obligated to them.

He could afford it, so he shouldn’t take such advantage.

Snap!

He snapped his fingers, and an Evil Spirit’s hand stretched out from the void.

It handed a chip of crystal-like material to Lord Bone King.

It was none other than Master Dutch’s "Space-Time Observer Type IV" chip.

Its value was about the same as the King of Truth.

Even the trait point rewards from analyzing the King of Truth were higher, by a few hundred points.

"I’ll exchange this with you." Lu Xun tossed the chip to Zhang Xinghai and said.

Exchanging gifts is best; neither owes the other.

"This is..."

Zhang Xinghai was stunned, rubbed his eyes again to make sure he wasn’t mistaken, and couldn’t help but curse:

"Holy shit!!"