Tiger Roars in China

Mao Li glanced at Li Meng, and then said slowly, "Li Meng has good eyesight, and my skill is only this kind of axe-handling.

But what do you mean by peeling the bark? You don't know how hard the ironwood is. It's not that I don't want to chop the tree, it's just that I can't chop it!"

"what?"

Li Meng's face suddenly turned red.

The two of them looked at the group of dwarves who were chopping trees. They saw the dwarves taking turns swinging their huge axes and chopping at the peeled ironwood with a "bang bang" sound.

There were only sparks flying, but no wood chips flying.

Li Meng was stunned and asked Mao Li, "Grandpa Mao Li, are you sure this is iron wood and not iron?"

Mao Li proudly shook his beard and said, "Li Meng, you are still young and have little experience. When you are my age, you will know everything."

Li Meng finally asked the question she wanted to know most, "Grandpa Maori, how long will it take to cut down this ironwood tree?"

Maori held his beard and said, "It depends on the situation, the environment in which the tree grows, the weather, the tools and the manpower..."

Seeing that Li Meng was getting impatient, he immediately said, "It will probably take thirty or forty days."

"What? It takes so long to cut down an ironwood tree?"

Li Meng found it unbelievable. If so much ironwood was needed, wouldn't it take several years to cut it?

To supply the front line at this rate, the war is over, but I’m afraid all the ironwood trees have not been cut down yet?

Li Meng suddenly began to doubt the purpose of iron wood.

The felling went on all afternoon, but there was no progress.

Li Meng felt that they were just slacking off. No matter how hard the ironwood was to cut, it wouldn't take an entire afternoon for them to not even make a single cut, right?

After resting for an afternoon, Mao Li finally took action again.

The sound of him swinging his axe was very rhythmic and was very pleasant to listen to.

Moreover, Mao Li's efficiency is much better than those dwarves.

He swung the axe and immediately sawdust flew out.

The fallen wood chips were also collected by the dwarves and put into bags.

Li Meng asked curiously, "What are these wood chips used for?"

A dwarf replied, "This thing is valuable and can be used as a spice."

Li Meng was stunned for a moment. This iron wood is so hard, is it possible that it cannot be eaten?

Then he realized that this spice should be the spice used by the nobles for incense.

Although Li Meng is the young master of the sect, he is still not used to his noble identity.

Mao Li put down his axe, wiped his sweat, looked at Li Meng who was eager to try, and asked, "Li Meng, why don't you try chopping with the axe twice?"

Li Meng saw that they were chopping wood but could not produce any results, and he was itching to try.

But since Maori didn't say anything, he couldn't take the initiative to ask for it.

Now that Mao Li had spoken, Li Meng immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try."

Li Meng took over a dwarf's axe and weighed it. It should be around 50 kilograms, which is considered a heavy weapon.

Li Meng used all his strength, swung the axe, and chopped at Tiemu.

With a loud "clang" sound, the wood chips did not fly out, but the axe broke into pieces.

The entire blade of the axe was completely shattered, and fragments flew everywhere.

Li Meng was stunned at the time, still holding the broken axe in his hand, not knowing what to do.

Now, his hands and arms are still numb.

The reason his knuckles weren't cracked was because his body was too tough.

Mao Li came forward, patted Li Meng on the shoulder, and said, "Kid, no matter what you do, you need to use a method, not just do it recklessly."

This time, Li Meng was really convinced. He lowered his head and said to Mao Li, "Grandpa Mao Li, I saw you cut the ironwood without much effort. Why were you able to cut it down? But they couldn't?"

Mao Li smiled and shook his beard, and said to Li Meng, "Li Meng, you only see the surface, not the essence.

Without their efforts to cut the gaps, how could I have cut the sawdust?"

Mao Li patted Li Meng again and said, "Li Meng, did you see clearly how I chopped the tree with the axe just now?"

Li Meng nodded and replied, "I see it clearly."

He had been observing all along.

Maori smiled and asked, "Do you remember how many axe chops I made in total?"

This time, Li Meng was stumped.

He was watching how Maori chopped down trees with his axe. But it was impossible for him to count how many times Maori chopped down trees.

Wait, when Li Meng thought about this, the image of Maori chopping down the tree replayed in Li Meng's mind again.

Yes, it's the rhythm! It's the rhythm!

Each of Maori's axes has a unique rhythm! When connected together, it forms a special rhythm!

No more, no less, exactly sixty-four axes.

"Grandpa Maori, you chopped down a total of sixty-four axes."

Li Meng answered very affirmatively.

How could he not be sure? I just watched the replay.

Mao Li looked at Li Meng in surprise and said, "Young man, you are great and have a bright future!

My axe technique is a secret of the dwarves, called the Chaos Cloak Axe Technique. Now, I will teach it to you."

Li Meng was stunned for a moment. What was going on? Could he just teach others a secret that was never passed on?

"Grandpa Maori..."

Li Meng wanted to ask why, but she saw Mao Li waving his hand and saying, "You are a good kid, I guess it can be considered as returning a favor..."

"Grandpa Maori, what's the favor?"

Li Meng asked immediately.

But Maori kept silent and said nothing more.

Li Meng knew that an old fox like Maori would definitely not let anything slip.

He was intentionally trying to reveal something to Li Meng. However, Li Meng had not figured out who Mao Li owed this favor to.

Maori had already picked up a big axe, gestured to Li Meng, and then came to the iron tree, ready to start the next round of tree felling.

Li Meng noticed a detail. Maori did not have a special axe. He just picked up a big axe casually and went to chop down the tree.

Therefore, his axe skills are suitable for any axe and there are no restrictions.

Li Meng observed carefully and found that Mao Li was standing there as if he was posing.

He shook his body first, then used his waist and legs to swing the axe.

The force went from the legs to the waist, because at that moment, Maori's short legs suddenly straightened.

Then he twisted his waist, used the force of his arms to swing the axe and chopped down at the iron wood.

This time, he poured almost all of his body's strength into the axe.

The axe hit the ironwood, making a sound of metal clashing and was bounced high up.

Maori used the force of the axe's rebound to shake his body, and the axe drew a circle in the air, carrying more power and continuing to chop at Tiemu...

With each chop, the force of the axe increases.

In the end, it was no longer the person who controlled the axe, but the axe that led the person.

Li Meng was almost stunned.

If this continues, won't Maori be able to control the axe?

The power of the axe will be accumulated to a very terrifying level!

This is the Chaos Cloak Axe Technique!