Unable to do anything to Ye Luo in a hand-to-hand match, Ouyang Feitian proposed comparing weapons instead. Ye Luo did not mind.
That Ye fellow is too nimble, and he's quite fast. I need to choose a weapon with a wide attack range. Ouyang Feitian calculated, quickly reaching a decision. A spear is undoubtedly the best choice.
With that in mind, Ouyang Feitian selected a spear over ten feet long. After testing its weight, he thought, This spear is heavy. If it so much as sweeps into that Ye fellow, it'll break his bones and tear his tendons. Perfect.
Thinking this, he carried the spear back to the center of the training ground.
Seeing that Ouyang Feitian had actually chosen a spear, Hei Bai Qi and the others frowned. June Flying Snow muttered, "Ouyang Feitian is too underhanded. He picked such a heavy weapon—he clearly wants to seriously injure Uncle Ye Luo."
"Yeah, a spear is powerful and heavy. Ye Luo's dagger will be hard-pressed to block it." Hei Bai Qi could not help frowning as well.
"Heh, that's because you've never handled Brother Ye's daggers. Those two daggers were forged from special materials and are extremely heavy, especially the black one." Ban Ye Shu chuckled. "Don't worry, Brother Ye will be fine."
Hearing Ban Ye Shu say so, everyone relaxed slightly. Moreover, they had great confidence in Ye Luo's strength, so they said nothing further.
"Heh, Ouyang Feitian has a little cleverness. He knows he can't match Little Ye in speed, so he picked the spear with the greatest attack range." Feng Chen chuckled, then changed his tone. "But this time, he's being clever for nothing. The spear is practically the hardest of all weapons to master. Brute strength alone won't do."
"A month for the saber, a year