Let the Forgers Compete Too (2)

Tang Mao'er's and Zheng Yongtai's expressions froze at the same time. Their gazes landed on the three weapons, and one word flashed through their minds.

Impossible!

Only the big shots at the Grotto-Heaven realm could casually produce three connate divine weapons.

Although Zhou Shu's cultivation was higher than theirs, he was definitely not a Grotto-Heaven expert.

"These are connate divine weapons?" Tang Mao'er said solemnly.

"Don't you know after seeing them?" Zhou Shu said casually. "These are my practice works from the past. They're not very good. I'm not trying to show off, but I just want to tell you that connate divine weapons are nothing to me."

The Ming Hong Saber, the Tiger Soul Saber, and the Kun Wu Saber he had obtained from the Heavenly Hub Armory were lined up. In fact, of the three sabers, only the Ming Hon Saber was made by Zhou Shu.

But in order to scare Tang Mao'er, Zhou Shu naturally wouldn't tell him the truth.