133: Chapter 133 This boy is invincible!

"Is he even human?!"

Zhao Qian's throat felt dry, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.

Such mighty power was truly astounding!

Simply appalling!

"This youth has the potential to slay a thousand men!"

Zhao Qian couldn't resist giving his evaluation.

"The King is right! The King is right!"

Zhao Qian's old subordinates trembled inwardly, agreeing wholeheartedly with his assessment.

Xiang Yu held up the massive tripod weighing a thousand catties, gritting his teeth as he took step after step across the courtyard.

With every step he took, the stone slabs laid on the ground were crushed underfoot; one could only imagine how immense the pressure on those slabs was.

Zhao Qian and his group had long since stood there with mouths agape, falling into a state of dazed shock.

The person before them seemed like a prehistoric beast from the primordial era, his entire body bursting with primordial strength—it was terrifyingly formidable!

"This youth is unstoppable even by ten thousand men!"

Zhao Qian raised his evaluation of Xiang Yu once again.

"The King is right! The King is right!"

Zhao Qian's old subordinates once again gave their high praise.

Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng were also incredibly shocked.

The sheer terror of Xiang Yu's strength surpassed even their imaginations.

But Xiang Liang felt no joy; instead, he stared at Xiang Yu with gritted teeth.

A tiger's strength is no greater than a human's, yet what rules the earth is not the tiger.

A person's strength never lies in their muscles, but in their mind!

However, Xiang Liang was completely helpless against a muscle-bound brute like Xiang Yu, whose brawn seemed to have grown into his brain.

Was he supposed to actually hit Xiang Yu?

Just look—Xiang Yu was still strolling around the courtyard while hoisting a thousand-catty tripod.

Strength like that was enough to make anyone shudder just by looking at it.

Xiang Yu looked at everyone present, seeing the shock on every face, and felt an immense sense of pride in his heart.

He slowly lowered the thousand-catty tripod onto the ground.

*Thump!*

The entire courtyard shook, showing just how terrifyingly heavy the tripod was!

"Are you willing to become sworn brothers with me?"

Xiang Yu tore at his clothes, revealing a chest that was robust to a frightening degree.

"To become sworn brothers with such a brave warrior is Qian's great fortune!"

Facing Xiang Yu's aggressive gaze, Zhao Qian behaved like a timid young bride, not daring to refuse.

If he didn't comply, he feared the other man would tear him apart with his bare hands, and his subordinates wouldn't even be able to stop it.

"Good, good, good."

Xiang Yu was greatly satisfied. The two immediately slaughtered a chicken, dripped the blood into wine, and swore an oath of brotherhood by drinking the blood-wine.

"From now on, we are brothers!"

Xiang Yu's palm, as large as a cattail leaf fan, slapped Zhao Qian's shoulder.

Zhao Qian's shoulder flared with pain; under Xiang Yu's terrifying force, he felt as if his entire body was about to fall apart.

"This is my uncle."

"This is my Prime Minister Father."

Xiang Yu began re-introducing Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng to Zhao Qian.

"Uncle."

"Prime Minister Father."

Zhao Qian cupped his fists toward Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng.

"Then from now on, we are one family."

Fan Zeng's eyes sparkled with sharp light as he said, "To plan our great undertaking together, we can sell you a batch of materials to forge Bronze Swords."

"Oh?"

Zhao Qian narrowed his eyes.

He didn't quite believe what Fan Zeng was saying.

Bronze Swords were made of a special alloy.

Besides copper, the most important ingredient was tin.

By mixing copper and tin in different ratios, one could create Bronze Swords to be used as military weapons.

As a strategic resource, tin ore was strictly controlled by the Qin State.

Zhao Qian could obtain copper and even lead, but the weapons produced were nowhere near as hard as a Bronze Sword.

If he could get tin, then he too could forge Bronze Swords!

"You are part of our family now; how could we swindle our own family!"

Fan Zeng said to Zhao Qian with a beaming smile, "If you don't believe it, you can melt down the materials we brought and turn them into a Bronze Sword."

"Fine."

Zhao Qian agreed.

Zhao Qian's subordinates immediately went to make arrangements.

Having operated in Fangling for so many years, they naturally had their own workshops.

Upon seeing the materials provided by Xiang Liang and the others, Zhao Qian couldn't help but frown.

These were actually sickles?

He looked at Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng with suspicious eyes; were these two really not lying to him?

Looking at the two of them again, they appeared completely confident, not at all like they were lying, which sparked a sense of anticipation in Zhao Qian's heart.

After the blacksmiths melted the sickles and forged them into a Bronze Sword, Zhao Qian impatiently took hold of it.

One of Zhao Qian's subordinates also brought out a copper sword.

This copper sword was made from copper and lead.

In terms of hardness, a sword made of copper and lead could not compare to one made of copper and tin.

If the sword in Zhao Qian's hand could cut through the sword in his subordinate's hand, it would prove that Xiang Liang had not lied to him.

"Hah!"

Zhao Qian exerted his strength, and as expected, the Bronze Sword in his hand sliced the copper sword held by his subordinate in two.

"Good, good, excellent!"

Zhao Qian was overjoyed.

He finally had Bronze Swords!

Fan Zeng crossed his arms over his chest, looking at Zhao Qian with a mocking expression as he said, "I told you, we are all one family."

"You must know, family doesn't lie to family!"

"Prime Minister Father!"

"You truly are my Prime Minister Father!"

With an excited face, Zhao Qian grabbed Fan Zeng's hands.

"Good son Qian!"

Fan Zeng also gripped Zhao Qian's hands tightly.

Zhao Qian wanted the materials for forging Bronze Swords from Fan Zeng's hands.

Fan Zeng wanted the wealth the Zhao family had accumulated over many years in the Chu Region.

With each having what the other needed, the bond between them was not a father-son relationship, yet it surpassed one.

"Prime Minister Father, how much for these sickles?"

Zhao Qian asked, looking at Fan Zeng with a face full of longing.

Zhao Fusu was selling bronze sickles at a price of one thousand coins for three.

After melting down three sickles, one could forge exactly one Bronze Sword.

In order to drain the money of the anti-Qin nobles from the Six Lands, he set the price high.

Before the sale of Bronze Swords was banned, one cost six hundred coins.

He was selling three sickles for a thousand coins.

If the nobles wanted to turn them into Bronze Swords, they had to spend extra money on forging, which made the cost of obtaining a Bronze Sword even higher for the anti-Qin nobles.

This was also Zhao Fusu's intentional doing; he wanted to empty the pockets of the anti-Qin nobles.

"Qian'er."

Fan Zeng said, "In the past, Lord Chunan said: Though Chu has but three households, it is Chu that must destroy Qin."

"We people of the Chu Region are all dissatisfied with the Qin State and all dream of overthrowing the Tyrannical Qin."

Fan Zeng's voice was infectious.

Zhao Qian nodded slightly; having been in the Chu Region for so long, he knew that the people there harbored extreme hatred for the Qin State.

"Though Chu has but three households, it is Chu that must destroy Qin."

This referred to the hatred the people of Chu felt for Qin.

As long as someone took the lead, the people of Chu would surely follow in droves.

"I also know that you have always wanted to raise an army, but you simply lacked weapons."

Fan Zeng looked at Zhao Qian earnestly and said, "Therefore, your Prime Minister Father has specifically transported this batch of materials for forging Bronze Swords to you."

"This batch of materials comes from us bribing Qin soldiers to secretly sell us the Bronze Swords from their armories."

"After melting the Bronze Swords into sickles, we transported them out of Xianyang City and came to Fangling."