52 Ning Fengzhi: I am robbing myself.

"Don't panic. Sovereign has a big business to do."

Sword Douluo assured him when he saw his doubts.

"All right."

Bone Douluo was feeling helpless. Fortunately, at this time Ning Fengzhi also stopped his actions which made him accept it slightly.

But this feeling is temporary.

Soon he felt even more unbearable.

Because Ning Fengzhi actually took out another Space Soul Guidance device that was like a sack, he began a robbery like search again.

He stopped because it turned out to be full.

Ning Fengzhi: 'Today I am doing something exciting, I am robbing myself. '

"Sect Master, are you planning to empty this place?" Bone Douluo couldn't help but ask.

"Of course not...I only need half of it."

Bone Douluo was startled, can you not pause when you speak?

"You are taking one half of treasury? Is our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect making any big moves, and urgently need to expand the strength of the sect?"

"Oh. The sect hasn't changed much. I just want to change something important."

Ning Fengzhi answered without looking back, obsessed with the cause of robbery.

"What to change?"

"The treasure of the Heaven Dou imperial family is called Hanhai Qiankun Cover. Uncle Bone should have heard of it."

"Hiss." Bone Douluo took a breath.

Good guy, you actually want to buy the Hanhai Qiankun cover?

I know it too well. Isn't that just a waste that can be seen and cannot be used?

Are you serious?

Bone Douluo raised his eyebrows, and he couldn't help wondering: "That thing has no meaning other than the name. Is it worth trading half of our treasury? Does the Sect Master have a way to solve the mystery?"

"Uncle Bone you are joking. I can't solve the mystery of the item held by the Heaven Dou imperial family for hundreds of thousands of years. In fact, it is useless if I want to use it. This thing is also to be given away as a gift."

Ning Fengzhi said, picking and choosing the treasures. Throwing a beautiful vase made of pure gold and inlaid with gems into the soul guide bag.

This vase is worth at least one hundred thousand gold soul coins.

If thrown to the outside world it is a rare thing sought after by countless nobles.

But Ning Fengzhi really doesn't think it's good. In his eyes, this is as common as potatoes harvested in autumn.

"What? Give it away? This is too prodigal, right?"

Bone Douluo felt like he was going crazy.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility. "Sect Master, did you fancy a woman?"

Ning Fengzhi: "???"

His movements stopped abruptly, and he froze as if he had been held still by a imprisonment technique.

So I guessed right..Bone Douluo was convinced that Ning Fengzhi wanted to make a move on a woman.

He couldn't help but persuade him with all his heart. "Sect Master, you are different from other men. You are still young, and you can obviously eat relying on your face. Why do you need to spend money?"

He was puzzled.

Ning Fengzhi: "...Uncle Bone is so smart, he actually guessed the truth."

Sword Douluo: "...the old sword is heartbroken."

Ning Rongrong's forehead was full of black lines, she grunted and said, "Grandpa Bone, you have misunderstood. That Hanhai Qiankun cover is to be bought for my teacher."

"Send it to your teacher?"

After listening to the explanation, Bone Douluo's voice suddenly rose. "Nonsense!"

"Who is your teacher? Is it from Shrek Academy? But no matter who it is, to give him half of the wealth from Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to give him a gift?"

Bone Douluo is really angry.

He felt that this child Rongrong had been spoiled to heaven. Even the sovereign was encouraged to mess around with her.

"Old bones, you can think whatever you want but you can't talk nonsense. Rongrong is no longer in Shrek Academy now, but wants to worship a hidden boss as his teacher."

Sword Douluo said. He felt that Mr. Lin was being disrespected.

"Hehe, the hidden boss of the world again? Last time, last time...and last time....Forget it, don't say it. I'll tell you. Even if Rong Rong wants to worship Spirit Hall's Pope as her teacher, there is no need for such a generous gift."

Bone Douluo didn't know what fascination soup Ning Fengzhi had been poured into. But he has to stand on the side of justice.

Resolutely support the interests of the sect.

"Oh." Sword Douluo sighed softly, "It seems that I have to prove it with my strength. Old bones, let's fight."

"What is there to fight, there is no winner or loser between us for decades. I have no time to play with you now."

Bone Douluo waved impatiently.

But next moment the motion of his wave froze suddenly.

He looked at Sword Douluo with a look of astonishment.

"Did you break through in your cultivation?"

At this time, although Sword Douluo did not release the spirit ring, his coercion completely showed strength beyond Bone Douluo's imagination.

"My strength is more than you by a mile."

Sword Douluo smiled, the corners of his mouth raised, and the smile was evil.

He is like a dragon king with a crooked mouth.

"Old bones, I don't want to conceal it, my cultivation base breakthrough is because of the instructions of the hidden boss that you look down on."

"Impossible!!"

Bone Douluo retorted.

But in his heart, he was a little convinced, with how arrogant Sword Douluo was there is no need to belittle himself in order to praise others.

"Let's go. Go outside and try it out? It's been decades, and this time there will be a winner."

"Okay. I'll see you outside and how strong you have become at once."

For Sword Douluo's invitation to fight, Bone Douluo is also gearing up.

And Ning Fengzhi was also surprised. The increase in Sword Douluo's strength has unimaginable benefits to the sect.

There is no doubt that this wave of profits has turned over.

On the square.

Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo stood opposite each other at a distance of 100 meters.

As old opponents for many years, there is no need for too much trash talk between each other.

Bone Douluo's whole body glowed brightly as he released his spirit rings.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black and black a total of nine spirit rings gleamed.

"The Ninth Spirit Ability: Ossified Dragon!"

Bone Douluo made a big move from the start. Immediately the ninth dark soul ring burst out with a slightly dazzling light, flying up and down on top of his head in the air.

An intense white light skyrocketed with Bone Douluo in it faintly, as if there was an angry dragon roaring in it.

"Roar!"

For a moment, after the light dissipated, Bone Douluo had disappeared in place.

He was replaced by a slender, sturdy, sturdy bone dragon.

Those eyes that seemed to be burning with soul flame stared at Sword Douluo coldly. "Let me see if you at level 97 can break through my defences!"

You need to know that Bone Douluo claims to be the first in defense. At level ninety-five, he can resist the attack of level ninety-six sword Douluo.

Although the level of Sword Douluo has been raised, the difference between the 97th and 95th levels of spirit power is at least 40%.

In addition to the strongest defense, he is also known as the strangest Titled Douluo. The mysterious ability to control space, the weirdness and mystery are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

He may not be able to win.

But he will not necessarily lose.

"Bring on your martial spirit and spirit ring."

Bone Douluo reminded.

"No need. I'm ready now."

Sword Douluo smiled faintly. In his right hand was a three-inch sword grass held between his fingertips, pointing at the bone dragon made by Bone Douluo.

The grass at his fingertips is very common.

But obviously, Sword Douluo is going to fight with this.

"Aren't you afraid I will kill you?"

Bone Douluo contemptuously said.

"No, I'm afraid that if I summon the Seven Kill Sword, it will kill you."

Sword Douluo looked serious. "My sword can cut the sun, moon and stars."

I like your serious bragging look.

Bone Douluo smiled.

This guy went out once, but became more and more rampant.

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FEBRUARY 25

PISTOL PATENT DAY

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Do you know that it has been almost 500 years since the very first pistols emerged? Pistols, revolvers, and other sidearms have played a significant part in shaping how civilizations evolved. New patents were submitted as centuries passed by giving birth to modern sidearms. Pistol Patent Day is observed to commemorate the day Samuel Colt received the patent for the revolver in 1835. On this day, we look at the life and times of the farsighted genius, Samuel Colt.

The word pistol is said to have first emerged in sixteenth-century Europe when the first-ever handheld firearms were manufactured and designed to be shot from horsebacks. The word is said to have derived from the French word 'pistolet.' Another story suggests that it may come from the Czech word, 'píšťala,' which translates to whistle or pipe. Some also say that pistols came from the word, 'pistolese,' which in turn comes from the name of the city well-known during the Renaissance Era gunsmithing, Pistoia.

In the nineteenth century, revolvers emerged. Samuel Colt in 1835, received his patent for the first-ever revolver. A year later he received his patent for the American model. The firearm included basic principles of revolving breech-loading. In his patent, he included the folding trigger firearm which was named Colt Paterson. It is said that Colt never took credit for inventing the revolver. He believed that he simply designed a more practical version of Collier's revolving Flintlock. Colt's new design had interchangeable parts, and the percussion cap made ignition more reliable, faster, and safer compared to the Flintlock.

In 1916, the Steyr M1912 was born in the Austro-Hungarian empire. The Steyr M1912 was capable of firing fully automatic rounds. This was a revolutionary invention that changed the way firearms were perceived and paved the way for modern weapons. Since then, many ultra-modern, sophisticated fully-automatic handguns have come up that have made people who enjoy practicing shooting extremely happy.

Pistol Patent Day was created to mark the anniversary of the day Samuel Colt received his first pistol patent. On this day, people look back at the life and times of Samuel Colt and take inspiration to come out with remarkable new patents.

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