"It must be something wrong. There is something wrong with the place I cut."

Wu Nianhua picked up the previous hatchet again and chopped it to the same part.

Bang-

But the hatchet was still bounced back.

"No, this is amazing!"

"Two knives look the same. How can one cut and the other fail to cut?"

"Is there really such a saying that spirituality?"

"In Baiyun Village, nothing is impossible. After all, the village chief can fly over the eaves and walls. What's so rare about a spiritual knife?"

...

Amid the enthusiasm of netizens, Wu Nianhua picked up two hatches and chopped each other.

Click—

The previous handful was actually made of mud, and it was cut a few centimeters deep!

And the handful I took out afterwards was not damaged at all!

Even the thin blade was not damaged at all!

He looked at the hatchet in his hand in disbelief, feeling that his views were subverted.
Chapter completed!