Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 24 I Do What You Wish (Thanks to Brother Xin for the generous reward)
Speaking of the spirit weapon shops in Kongliu City, Qixuan Pavilion is second to none.

Ye Mao planned to go to Qi Xuan Pavilion to buy blades.

Qixuan Pavilion is also in the east of the city, not far from Baicao Hall, only one street away.

Ye Mao entered the Qixuan Pavilion, and the shopkeeper hurriedly greeted him, and said with a smile, "I don't know what weapons Boss Ye needs?"

"You have here..."

Ye Mao had just finished speaking, when he saw a person walking out of the back hall, and said with a wicked face: "No matter what we have, we won't sell it to you, get out, get out immediately, you are not welcome here!"

This really should be a sentence is not friends do not get together.

The person who came was none other than Gu Lang, the young owner of Ci'an Hall. His mother was the younger sister of the owner of the Qixuan Pavilion.

Ye Mao couldn't help frowning, and looked at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper sighed helplessly, cupped his fists and said, "I hope Boss Ye will forgive me!"

"What are you apologizing to a dying man?" Gu Lang said in a vicious voice.

Ye Mao flicked his big sleeves, turned his head and walked out of Qixuan Pavilion.

There are many street stalls on both sides of this street, and there are various weapons on the stalls.

Of course, the weapons here are all ordinary weapons, and things like spiritual weapons are very rare, and can only be bought in Qixuan Pavilion.

Ye Mao walked very slowly, his eyes swept over the booths, looking for a blade suitable for him, suddenly his eyes fixed, and he stopped in front of the booth of an old man with white beard.

In the corner of the white-bearded old man's booth, there were throwing knives, refining materials, and broken weapons. There was a piece of it, like a blade fragment.

Ye Mao picked it up casually, and it felt very light. He tried it between his fingers, and the size and thickness were very suitable, but the fragments of the sword blade were rusted, so he didn't know if the material was strong or not.

Ye Mao used the powerful perception of the soul body to sense it, but found that such a small fragment contained thousands of inscription patterns densely.

This is definitely a genuine spirit weapon fragment, not an ordinary low-level spirit weapon.

"Boss, how do you sell this fragment?" Ye Mao originally planned to buy something else, and asked the boss to give him this piece of sword blade, but he felt that the boss had an ethereal aura, as if he was not an ordinary person, and he might not be able to pick it up.

"Ten thousand sea coins!" the white-bearded old man stroked his goatee and said lightly.

"Cheaper, five thousand!" Ye Mao laughed.

The white-bearded old man touched his goatee, and pointed to the wooden sign next to him, which said "No haggling".

Depressedly, Ye Mao took out [-] nautical coins, put them on the booth, held the blade fragments, and was about to leave when someone behind him shouted: "Everyone, come and see, there is a fool who spent [-] nautical coins , sold a piece of rusty broken iron."

All the people around came together.

"Old Mo, you're cheating again!"

"Good luck."

"I've cheated so much this time, remember to buy me a drink tonight."

……

As soon as Ye Mao turned around, he saw Gu Lang's disgusting face, and said angrily, "You're fucking endless, it's none of your business what I buy, you're a fool."

"It's not easy for your mother to work hard to create Baicaotang. You are wasting your mother's hard-earned money." Gu Lang put on an expression of "I think about you".

"That's my own business, and it has nothing to do with you. What's more, what I bought was not what you call a piece of broken iron. It's just that you are blind and can't see its preciousness." Ye Mao said coldly.

"Precious? Hmph... You won't tell me, it's a fragment of a spiritual weapon, right?" Gu Lang's face was full of disdain. He stood by the side and looked at it several times just now, and the thing was just a piece of broken iron.

"Not bad!" Ye Mao said confidently.

Gu Lang immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled.

This is a good opportunity to send to your door. If you don't cherish it, you will be so sorry to God.

Gu Lang raised a purple sword in his hand and said, "This is a quasi-spiritual weapon that my uncle gave me. Since you said that the piece of broken iron in your hand is a fragment of a spiritual weapon, how about we make a bet? "

Ye Mao frowned and said, "How do you want to bet?"

"Use my purple sword to collide with the fragments of your so-called spirit weapon. Whoever's property is damaged first will be considered the loser. The bet is [-] nautical coins." Gu Lang said with a smile.

Using a quasi-spiritual weapon to collide with the fragments of the spiritual weapon, the result must be that the quasi-spiritual weapon shatters instantly.

However, Ye Mao hesitated. The fragment of the spirit weapon in his hand was old and rusted on it. He was not sure how hard the material was. Wanhai coins, the gains outweigh the losses.

"Why? Don't dare to gamble." Gu Lang laughed, "You're still the big boss of Baicaotang, and you can't even take out a mere [-] sea coins?"

Gu Lang also winked at a person not far away.

The man hurriedly waved his arms and shouted, "Gamble, bet!"

He stirred up the crowd watching the excitement, made a big noise, and attracted more people to watch.

"Ye Mao, bet with me if you have the guts. If you don't have the guts, take your broken iron piece and get out of this street quickly, and don't come here again to make a fool of yourself." Gu Lang said arrogantly.

Ye Mao said coldly: "Okay, I will do as you wish!"

When Gu Lang heard this sentence, all the cells in Le's body flew into the air. This idiot finally couldn't bear the pressure and agreed. Not only can he stomp on this kid hard today, making him the laughing stock of people after dinner, You can also earn pocket money of [-] sea coins by the way.

This is simply amazing, just say that when I went out this morning, the bird of good news on the tree kept "twittering" and it turned out that such a good thing would happen today.

"Give the bet to this stall owner, and we will ask him to be a notary." Gu Lang was afraid that Ye Mao would renege on his debt if he lost the bet, so he took out [-] sea coins and handed it to the white-bearded old man first.

Since Ye Mao agreed to gamble, he would naturally not regret it at this time, so he also handed over [-] sea coins to the white-bearded old man.

"Your piece of broken iron is too small, and it's inconvenient to chop it in your hand. Put it on the ground and stand it up, and I'll chop it!" Gu Lang said impatiently.

Ye Mao squatted down, pressed the sword fragment into the ground with force, and made it stand upright.

Gu Lang hurriedly raised his sword and slashed.

"Wait!" Ye Mao suddenly yelled, stopping Gu Lang.

Gu Lang hurriedly said: "What? You want to go back on your word, hmph... the bet has been made, and the notary has been invited, but you can't just go back on it if you want to."

"No, I just don't think it's fair for you to chop like this." Ye Mao said.

"Then what do you want?" Seeing that Ye Mao didn't regret it, Gu Lang felt relieved. His quasi-spiritual weapon had a "sharp inscription pattern" imprinted on it. Cut into pieces.

"Boss, I will lend you some iron tongs!" Ye Mao took a pair of iron tongs that looked like coal from the white-bearded old man's booth, and clamped his sword blade fragments.

Ye Mao then found a strong man from the third floor of Wulun Realm from the surrounding crowd, handed him the iron tongs holding the fragments of the blade, and said to Gu Lang: "Give him your sword too, let him It's only fair to use your hands hard and touch each other at the same time."

"Okay, no matter what tricks you play, the broken piece of iron will definitely shatter." Gu Lang said confidently.

　The bookstore is back to normal, and it has been signed. Please collect it boldly and give a reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)