Seeing Lou Gao insist, and with Si Long at his wit's end, Danheng caught Si Long's meaningful glance, asking him to give this overconfident little old man a blow.
Danheng held the Cloud Piercer horizontally. To show his respect for this peerless divine weapon, Lou Gao stepped before Danheng, raised both hands high, and looked at it with absolute sincerity.
"This feel, this material... Such a divine weapon should exist only in the heavens! But this weight... No, something's wrong!"
"This weight!"
The moment he touched the shaft of the Cloud Piercer himself, Lou Gao felt as though he had been transported into the clouds. He could not be mistaken—the craftsman who had forged this spear was several times better than Lou Gao!
No, several times was nowhere near enough. Perhaps dozens of times, even hundreds of times better!
Compared to the craftsman who had created this divine weapon, Lou Gao was like a firefly before the bright moon, a nag before a qilin!
However, once Danheng released his grip on the Cloud Piercer, Lou Gao was left holding the spear alone.
In merely an instant, Lou Gao realized something was wrong.
This weight... he seemed to, perhaps, maybe, possibly... really could not lift it?
"Teacher!"
Si Long hurried forward, intending to help Lou Gao raise the Cloud-Piercing Spear.
Though Lou Gao had his back to him, Si Long had already noticed his teacher's trembling legs and neck, flushed red from strain!
His neck was red already—just how red must his face be?
"Hah... this spear..."
Yet, to Si Long's embarrassment, even with his help, the master and disciple still seemed unable to lift the spear!
Even after Si Long began using Soul Power to bolster himself, greatly enhancing his strength, the spear remained like a small mountain, crushing the