Wu Zhen was a poor boy from a poor town.
So Wu Zhen did not know at all what an 'Ancient Weapon' was.
So he voiced that he didn't know.
I rapidly tapped Bao Long on the shoulder, "Hey, hey, Bao Long, what are they talking about, 'ancient weapons'?"
Bao Long turned to me, "I don't think right now is the best time to explain that part to you Wu Zhen." He said exasperatedly.
But Lady Luck was on Bao Long's side.
Sir Oliver Pendragon slumped into a seated position and laid 'Excalibur' in front of himself. "But before I challenge you, would you guys mind feeding me?"
The Abbot's face instantly sweetened, "Why of course!" He swatted at some monks behind him and sat down himself.
"I think it's a good time to explain what 'ancient weapons' are to the people who might not know here, do you think Sir Pendragon?" Said the Abbot taking a sharp glance at Wu Zhen sending shivers down his spine.
Sir, keyword Sir, Pendragon had taken a position most similar to that which Wu Zhen most loves: the pinky in the nose.
"Eh, I mean it's not that big of a deal but if you wanna explain or something to yer students or whatever I ain't stopping ya." I'm starting to wonder how this man became a Sir.
The Abbot grimaced briefly before starting, "Long ago the nations of this world waged war against each other, an entire free for all. The war was waged over eras, the original cause lost to time-"
"Oh heck yeah! Yer guys cooked up some good chow old man! This is really great man!" Interjected Sir Pendragon, sharing his excitement over the food he had just been given.
Seriously though. Sir? Does just everyone get knighted in arthur-whatever land?
The Abbot momentarily made a face that appeared as though he was going to grab his staff and throw it spade end straight through this man's chest.
"Oh, thank you Sir Pendragon, it is most definitely our pleasure."
"Yer gonna need to cut that out geezer." Sir Pendragon picked at his teeth then ate what he got out, "I don't like all the formalities man, just call me Ollie or some crap. Man I don't even care call me crap or something jus' don't be referring to me all the time with that goofy last name and stuff."
Everyone witnessing the events taking place just stood, shell shocked, mouths agape, at the absolutely astonishing charm that Sir Oliver Pendragon was putting on full display.
"I mean gosh dude if yer just gonna sit thar I guess I can explain them ancient weaponries," said 'Ollie', before burping. "Yeah so like as you were saying there was that big war that took a hella long time, and like hella people died!"
I, Wu Zhen, have never heard someone ever refer to a war using the phrase 'like hella people died', this guy must be the most dull man in history.
"Like really there were bodies everywhere and stuff." He sniffled and rubbed his nose, "I mean yar, it was pretty bad! But then like some blacksmith guy from out of nowhere made some magical weapons and stuff and he like asked all the big shots in the war to like come together and stuff. Then he was like 'Aight guys Ima give all yall one of my super special weapons and stuff, BUT, yall gotta sign a peace treaty' and all those guys were like 'Aight bet, I don't even know why we fighting for real'. Like literally though, these weapons were the BOMB."
What is he even saying.
"Like mine right here, Excalibur, I like to call him skalibruh you know keeping it chill, but you know he be like heating up hella hot man. Like I didn't even need to cook for real traveling out here cause he just gets up there temperature wise, you feel me?"
Everyone except 'Ollie' was still completely and utterly silent.
"Oh and yeah so you know that's where I come in y'know. So like I'm the heir to the Kingdom of Arthurian but like my dad said I wasn't regal enough or something like that to be King so he like unfortunately stripped me of my titles except he let me keep my knighthood. But he said if I went out and got all the ancient weapons he would reinstate me so that's why I'm here for real."
"This guy is an idiot," I whispered into Bao Long's ear.
"Hey! Who said that! I hear you man come out and say that to my face!"
The Abbot coughed, grabbing Ollie's attention, "Are you ready to challenge me now 'Ollie'?"
"Oh say less Monk man, lets get to it!"
Ollie flicked up Excalibur with his foot, catching it out of the air.
Abbot Zhi Hui rose with his staff and held it in front of himself with two hands.
Ollie rushed forward swinging Excalibur with a waning thrum through the air.
Zhi Hui used the crescent end of his staff to push Excalibur into the ground while also repositioning himself to Ollie's side. This position allowed the Abbot to spank Ollie with the spade end of his staff.
"Hey old man yer not being serious right now man!"
"I hardly think you are either, Ollie"
Ollie grumbled, swinging Excalibur forward wildly but strongly, the metal thrumming in the air.
The Abbot parried all of his attacks while gracefully backing up. The Abbot finally on one particularly wild swing ducked under instead so he could sweep Ollie's leg with his staff.
"Oh now you've made me angry," Ollie said pushing himself back up.
Excalibur began to thrum while stationary. The air around it appearing to melt away from it's heat.
"I'm going all out now old man."