The horse spear in Yu Juluo's hand was actually ten to seven feet long. This was beyond Yang Yuanqing's expectations. Yang Yuanqing once saw a ceremonial guard holding a two-meter-long horse spear next to the gate of the palace. However, it was an ordinary ash pole with an iron spear head, and it was definitely not a real horse spear.

He took the horse spear and saw that the tip of the spear was as dark as snow under the light, weighing about a hundred pounds. The spear was covered with a faint metallic luster, giving people a sense of cold killing.

Yang Yuanqing looked at it carefully and found that the biggest difference between it and an ordinary horse lance is its length and thickness. The weight generated by this is that the ordinary horse lance weighs about thirty kilograms and the wolf-toothed kilograms weighs more than fifty kilograms. This horse lance weighs 100 kilograms, not only because of its length, but the key is its spear head and the spear head. The spear head of the ordinary horse lance and the spear head are about two feet long, but it is four feet long and the spear blade is wider. Its steel is unusually hard and sharp, and the two blades are sharp, and it can also chop left and right.

Yu Juluo took the horse spear from his hand and walked to a wooden frame. There was a shield and a pair of Mingguang armor hanging on the wooden frame. Yu Juluo stabbed it with a spear. With a "crack!", the horse spear actually pierced the shield and Mingguang armor together.

Yang Yuanqing was shocked. The ordinary horse spear could not be done at all. He hurriedly stepped forward and looked carefully. The tip of the spear was not damaged at all, but was still so hard and sharp. He suddenly realized that the head of the spear was not ordinary iron, as dark as ink, and seemed extremely heavy and hard. He looked at Yujuluo suspiciously.

Seeing that he discovered the mystery, Yu Juluo smiled proudly and said, "This is a piece of star iron discovered by Qinghai when I was the general manager of Diezhou. The iron is extremely hard. I used it to make this horse lance. It can't be replaced by ten blacksmiths alone. It took a year to build it. It was originally an ordinary lance rod that was 10,000 feet long, but it was not possible. The head of the lance was too heavy and the power was unbalanced. It took three years to build a qualified lance rod. It was really lucky. I have always treasured it at home."

Yang Yuanqing understood the preciousness of this spear. He stared at the tip of the spear with a faint green light and asked in a deep voice: "I wonder if it has a name?"

Yu Juluo nodded and turned the head of the spear. Yang Yuanqing saw it and there were three small words engraved on the sharp spear blade: "Breaking the Sky Spear".

"The star iron used in the body of the spear fell from the sky, so it was named the Potian Spear."

Yu Juluo gently stroked the long spear of mō, and his heart was filled with reluctance to give it, but he still handed it to Yang Yuanqing, "Last time I competed with you in Yong County, I thought of this spear, and I specially sent someone to pick it up. I only shipped it to you yesterday. Yuanqing, I will give this spear to you!"

Yang Yuanqing was moved in his heart that he knew that the star iron mentioned by Yu Juluo should be the meteorite from the sky, and it did have unusual steel quality, but the problem was not here, but the preciousness of this spear. The horse spear itself is expensive and rare, and only nobles of aristocratic families can afford it. Emperor Wu of Liang was rich as the emperor and had a two-foot-foot horse spear, and he also showed off everywhere. Yu Juluo's horse spear was unique in the world. He actually gave it to himself. This favor cannot be achieved by his grandfather's face.

Yang Yuanqing understood a little, and he immediately knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists with both hands, "Thank you for giving the spear!"

Yu Juluo quickly helped him up and said with a smile: "Don't call me master. There are rules here. If you don't teach you to build a foundation, you can't call me a master. Your foundation is very good. It's only a matter of time before you break through. Zhang Xutuo is your master. You still call me a general. This way, I feel a little relaxed."

Yang Yuanqing felt that he was willing to be his master, but was tied up by the rules. Yang Yuanqing did not insist. After becoming a disciple, he could take it slowly. He stood up and said, "Although General Yu does not want to be Yuan Qing's army, Yuanqing regarded General Yu as his army, and remembered the kindness of giving him a spear in his heart."

Yu Juluo nodded, and he handed Yuan Qing the horse spear I used to practice martial arts in Yuwen Chengdu, and smiled and said, "I gave you a spear weighing 100 kilograms. It is not suitable for you yet. I will store it here temporarily. I will wait until you break through your physical strength before using it. You can use this ordinary horse spear first. This is the spear I used when I was young and is also my favorite thing. Let me first agree that this spear is just lent to you and I will return it to me in the future."

He took out another booklet for him, "This is the spear technique I have practiced. After the war is over, General Yuwen will teach you the secret technique."

He sighed softly, his eyes filled with expectations for Yuan Qing, "I really look forward to you growing up soon!"

About fifty miles away from the Sui Army camp, there is a long river that is winding. The river surface is five meters wide and has different depths. It is only five feet in shallow areas, but the deepest part is two feet. Usually the river water is quiet and stormless. But tonight, the water suddenly surging on the river surface, and traces pass by the water, as if there is a strange fish and beast at the bottom of the water.

On the bank of the river, several of Yang Yuan's subordinates were silently staring at the bō scars on the water. They already understood how Yang Yuanqing practiced martial arts. He waved five hundred spears under the water. It was incredible to think about it.

The war was approaching, and the scouts of the Sui army were all sent out to patrol the enemy situation around the camp. Yang Yuanqing and his men also went on a battle again. They were responsible for patrolling within fifty miles west. It was too late and everyone was resting by the river. However, Yang Yuanqing took this opportunity to practice the long spear he had just obtained in the river.

"Big Bear, Huo Chang said I'm more suitable to use Modao, what do you think?"

The person who spoke was Ma Shao. Among Yang Yuanqing's several subordinates, he had the simplest mind and could also be said to be simple in mind, but he had natural divine power, a stout figure, and a long arms, which made him a machete weighing 80 pounds.

Yang Sien was a little absent-minded. He was still thinking about whether he could be promoted to a hundred-person leader. It was not a big problem, but he could be promoted to Yitong or above. The Ministry of War would verify it. If the Ministry of War found out that he was a deserter, what should he do? This is something he has always been worried about.

"Maybe! I don't know much about the knife, so you can ask the Fire Chief."

Ma Shao was dissatisfied with his absent-minded answer, so Suo xìng picked up his big knife and slashed it out on the grassland, "Lao Kang, don't you want to learn martial arts? I'll teach you."

"Okay!"

Combas's desire to learn martial arts soared. He pulled out his sword with great enthusiasm and practiced with Ma Shao in a very good manner.

Underwater, Yang Yuanqing's spear was almost at its limit. The spear was not like a horizontal knife. This spear weighed 30 kilograms and was 100 feet long. Every time he swung it in the water, he spent a lot of effort, but he had a strong desire, as if God was summoning him into the water to swing his spear.

He felt that his lungs were about to explode. In the endless darkness, he also felt that every muscle of his body was exploded. He felt a sense of pleasure that he had never experienced before, which made him slam out in the water for more than four hundred times, and still felt tired.

The fierce marching and fighting over the past few days improved his realm and gradually reached a critical point from quantitative change to qualitative change. This horse spear made him finally feel that he was about to break through.

By the river, Yuchi Wan looked at the water surface and silently calculated the time for Yang Yuanqing to dive. This time it was a bit too long, exceeding the time before him.

She asked Yu Hongquan beside her with some concern, "Fat Fish, how long does it take for you to dive once?"

Fat Fish just came back in the afternoon. He had sent the mother and daughter south of the Yellow River. He was sad and happy to learn that his companions were suffering from heavy casualties, but he felt glad that if he didn't leave, his life would be ruined.

He scratched his head and smiled, "It's almost the same! At most half a stick of incense sticks at a time, the fire seems to be a little too long this time."

"Then he should come out!" Yuchi Wan said to himself.

As soon as she finished speaking, a splash of water splashed everywhere with a spear, Yang Yuanqing jumped out of the water, and the long spear pierced out of the air. Under the moonlight, the blade of the spear flew like lightning. He felt a sense of pleasure filled with all his strength. When he stabbed out with a spear, he actually had the urge to whistle to the sky.

The power of this spear made Yang Sien couldn't help but applaud, "It's true!"

Yang Yuanqing suddenly felt that his body's strength was drained instantly, as if a black hole appeared in his body, and his blood and his internal organs were suddenly sucked away by the black hole.

This is a backlash that will occur when practicing to the extreme. The greater the breakthrough, the stronger the backlash will be. This is also the most saddest gate of hell for all martial artists, but it appeared at this time.

Yang Yuanqing was shocked. He didn't bother to say hello to everyone. He took out three green pills from the leather bag, swallowed them in one bite, and immediately meditated. He wanted to stabilize the strength in his body as soon as possible before his whole body and mind was swallowed by the black hole in his body.

As the medicinal effect was exerted, he felt the backlash in his body began to weaken, slowly stabilized, and his strength began to recover little by little. He gradually fell into a state of forgetting both things and self.

Everyone was frightened by Yang Yuanqing's weirdness. Only Yang Sien guessed a little bit. He had also had this experience. This was a great disaster for martial artists, but most martial artists would never encounter such a great disaster in their entire lives.

He waved his hand to everyone, and shrewd, and everyone immediately calmed down, no one dared to speak.

At this moment, a bright light flashed across the sky in the distance. Yang Sien was the first to see it. He immediately shouted, "It's a rocket asking for help!"

Others also saw it. It was the rockets that other scouts asked for help, indicating that an emergency occurred. About five miles away, everyone stood up one after another. Yang Sien looked at Yang Yuanqing, and saw that he was recovering from his eyes closed and he was completely unaware of the situation outside. He immediately said to Yuchi Wan: "Yuchi stayed to take care of the Fire Chief, and everyone else came with me!"

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