Legendary Armament Canon

"Your Highness, this is General Mei Nanchu." Shi Songtao pointed to a large man almost seven feet tall.

"Mei Nanchu1?" Zhou Shu looked at the burly man in confusion.

"It's Mei Nanchu1," Shi Songtao explained.

Zhou Shu really wanted to roll his eyes at him. If he didn't know how to explain, then don't explain. Such a big man had nothing to do with pain or suffering.

"Mei Nanchu, good name. General Mei, it's a pleasure to meet you." Zhou Shu cupped his hands.

"You can just call me by my name, Your Highness." The burly man scratched his head in embarrassment. "I'm not a general. I'm just a small lieutenant of the Demon Executing Army."

Such a burly man actually smiled shyly.

"Isn't a lieutenant of the Demon Executing Army a general?" Zhou Shu smiled. "I'm acquaintances with your General Yin Chengshan."

"I can't compare with General Yin." Mei Nanchu waved his hand.

His name and personality didn't match his physical size.

Just by exchanging a few words, Zhou Shu could tell that Mei Nanchu was an honest person.

This description didn't have any negative connotation. On the contrary, Zhou Shu had a good impression of Mei Nanchu.

"General Mei, what is your current cultivation level?" Zhou Shu asked.

He could vaguely sense Mei Nanchu's cultivation, but Zhou Shu felt a familiar aura from him.

"Your Highness, although General Mei's cultivation is only at the sixth rank, he has inborn copper skin and iron bones. Moreover, he has immense strength. His strength is not inferior to a fifth-rank expert," Shi Songtao said.

"Copper skin and iron bones?" A strange look flashed across Zhou Shu's face.

Suddenly, he raised his arm, and a beam of light pierced Mei Nanchu's shoulder.

He moved very quickly. Before Mei Nanchu could react, he was already stabbed in the shoulder by the Great Destroyer Sword.

Instead of anger, Mei Nanchu looked impressed.

"Your Highness!" Shi Songtao was pale with fear.

"He really does have copper skin and iron bones!" Zhou Shu ignored Shi Songtao and put away the Great Destroyer Sword. He saw that there was only a spot of blood on Mei Nanchu's shoulder. It wasn't even considered a light injury.

Although he hadn't used much strength in the attack just now, and the power of the Great Destroyer Sword had only scratched his skin, his defense could be said to be abnormal.

"General Mei, are you saying that your copper skin and iron bones are inborn? It's not because of any cultivation technique?" Zhou Shu asked.

"Your Highness," Mei Nanchu said respectfully. "I cultivate the Demon Executing Army's Cosmic Energy As One Technique. It doesn't increase my defense.

"But my cultivation aptitude is very poor. After cultivating for so many years, I still can't break through to the fifth rank."

If not for Mei Nanchu's loyal expression, Zhou Shu would have thought that he was boasting.

A sixth-rank martial artist with poor aptitude?

Yin Chengshan was only a sixth-rank martial artist.

Unlike a freak like Zhou Shu, a sixth-rank martial artist was not weak.

But looking at Mei Nanchu's expression, it seemed like he really thought that his cultivation aptitude was poor.

"Copper skin and iron bones, I see. Since you were born with great strength, let me see it," Zhou Shu said noncommittally.

Mei Nanchu was a little confused, but he still looked around before walking to the courtyard. With a low shout, he picked up the small mountain in the courtyard.

Seeing Mei Nanchu seeming to want to throw the small mountain, Zhou Shu hurriedly said, "Okay, I get it. Put it down."

He looked at Mei Nanchu in surprise, his eyes full of appreciation.

"Where did you find such a talent, Old Shi?" Zhou Shu asked.

"I have my ways," Shi Songtao said proudly. "Your Highness, tell me. Is he good enough?"

"Too good!" Zhou Shu clapped his hands. "You've gained merit. From now on, you're the deputy master of our Huaxia Pavilion!"

"Deputy master?" Shi Songtao was speechless. Does Great Xia have such an official position?

Why does it sound like being the deputy envoy of the diplomatic mission? In the end, I'm still the head steward?

Without waiting for Shi Songtao to speak, Zhou Shu quickly walked out of the room and arrived in front of Mei Nanchu in the courtyard. "What weapons do you usually use, General Mei?"

"I used to have a yellow-grade saber. But I broke it once when I was slaying demons because of my strength. I'm still saving up…" Mei Nanchu was a little embarrassed.

"A saber?" Zhou Shu said. "It's okay. I have a Heavenly Halberd. Try it and see if it suits you. If it doesn't work, I'll forge another weapon for you."

Shi Songtao was surprised to hear Zhou Shu's words.

With Zhou Shu's current status, there were not many people who could make him say this.

Mei Nanchu didn't think too much about it. He only said shyly, "Your Highness, I can't afford a ranked weapon—"

"Don't worry about the money. Just try it." Zhou Shu waved his hand. "Old Shi, help me bring the Heavenly Halberd from my room!"

Shi Songtao rolled his eyes. He knew it. What deputy master? It sounded good, but it was actually not the case!

He took out the Heavenly Halberd and threw it to Zhou Shu angrily.

Zhou Shu took it and threw it to Mei Nanchu.

Mei Nanchu reached out and caught it with both hands. His arms sank slightly.