Wang Shouzhe said, and a swipe on the storage ring, he held a peculiar long rod-shaped object in his hand. Its structure somewhat resembled a blunderbuss, but the muzzle was flared like a trumpet.
"Fourth Uncle~ What kind of weapon is this?" Wang Zongwei braced himself, he knew that Fourth Uncle's gifts were always extraordinary.
"We can test it in the yard." Wang Shouzhe brought Zongwei and Ruotong to the courtyard, instructing the head of the household to arrange some wooden stakes.
Then he raised the blunderbuss, without aiming and randomly shot in any direction.
"Boom!"
As if thunder flashed and roared, countless tiny steel balls were scattered and sprayed out in a bell shape, covering all the wooden stakes several meters away. Several stakes were blasted and knocked off, with many pits and craters on them.
"This..." Wang Luotong was taken aback by the scene. Her cultivation base had already stepped into the Level Eight of the Spirit Platform Realm, a small expert.
