"The copper ring should be made of a special material; it can't be made by mere casting techniques," Lin Tian speculated. Having completed the forging of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword with Tang Banqing, he understood more about casting than most Ancient Martial Artists.
"Actually, I don't even know where the dual maces came from. Since the day I started practicing Ancient Martial Arts, my father gave them to me but never spoke about them," said Little Fatty, scratching his head in confusion.
Miss just smiled and didn't press further. She handed the mace back, saying, "Here you go. Fight well. With the help of the Kanglong Mace, you should have no problem getting into the knockout rounds."
Little Fatty took the Kanglong Mace with an open expression: "I don't really care about winning or losing. Both my dad and Mr. Lin told me to fight well, so I will. By the way, Mr. Lin, is your foot alright?"
Lin Tian waved his hand and smiled, "It's nothing, it'll be fine soon."
