Hu Qi looked down.
The axe in his hand was much larger than any ordinary axe on the market.
It felt heavy in his grip, weighing over thirty pounds, and exuded a cold, tough aura.
The blade was incredibly sharp, glinting with a cold light, and the body was forged entirely from black steel.
The handle had a fine, granular texture.
It was made of a non-slip material to ensure the user wouldn't easily lose their grip while swinging it.
Hu Qi had this axe custom-made by a smith, and it had cost him over a thousand yuan.
An axe this heavy simply wasn't available for purchase on the market.
For an ordinary person, swinging such a heavy axe would be extremely difficult.
It didn't just depend on arm strength but also involved the power of the entire upper body, core strength, and coordination.
But to Hu Qi, it felt just average. After all, his own strength was on another level.
However, he would still get tired after swinging it for a long time.
