This booth is located in the southwest corner of Jibing Pavilion, in a very remote location.
The booth is also very simple, which is in sharp contrast to the shiny booths around it.
But this inconspicuous booth was very popular, with many warriors gathered around it.
Mu Feng approached and found that there was only a broken sword with pitted surfaces on display on this booth.
Next to the broken sword, there is a wooden sign with sixteen words written on it: 'This kind of magic weapon is rare in the world; it is high quality and low price, and only sells for ten thousand taels!'
The owner of this booth is a skinny old man who is covered in dirt.
He was crossing his legs, picking his feet leisurely, and looking proudly at the people pointing around him.
"This old guy is crazy! This broken sword has been refined and useless, but he still dares to put it on the exhibition stand of the Treasure Art Conference. Who gave him the courage?"
"It's so shameless. You actually offered a price of ten thousand taels. Damn, what idiot would spend ten thousand taels on this broken sword."
"..."
The gathered warriors whispered to each other, all showing contempt.
In the Ji family, the most expensive weapon is the Qiushui sword made by the head of the Ji family himself, which only sells for a few thousand taels.
This sloppy old man is so virtuous and capable. The price of a broken sword is actually more expensive than the Qiushui sword.
Mu Feng's eyes fell on the broken sword, and his expression gradually became serious.
His eyes were so vicious, he could see at a glance that this broken sword contained spirituality.
However, the spirituality of Broken Sword is much weaker than that of Blood-Sealed Throat.
"Unfortunately, there is only half a step left. This sword should be able to successfully become a yellow-level spiritual weapon!"
Mu Feng slowly walked out of the crowd, came to the booth, picked up the broken sword, played with it, and said calmly.
The originally cynical and dirty old man suddenly shrank his eyes and looked deeply at the young man in front of the booth.
"This guy must be sick! He actually said that this broken sword is a spiritual weapon? It's really ridiculous."
"This is a trap, specifically here to trick us into buying this broken sword!" "..."
Mu Feng's appearance was like the fuse that detonated a bomb, and the crowd suddenly became excited.
"Trash is trash after all, and this useless sword is quite suitable for you."
Suddenly, a cold and contemptuous voice came from outside the crowd.
Mu Feng turned around and saw that the crowd in front of them gradually separated, and a beautiful girl was walking towards them surrounded by people.
"It's Xia Bingxuan of the Xia family. This is a genius with dual bloodlines. He is destined to enter the Canglan Martial Palace and shine in the future!"
The moment they saw the beautiful girl, the crowd kept exclaiming.
Xia Bingxuan is already recognized as the number one genius in Tongyang City, so naturally many people present know her.
"Summer insects cannot speak of ice!"
Mu Feng was too lazy to pay attention to Xia Bingxuan, picked up the broken sword, looked at the old man in front of the booth, and said, "Are you confused? Your refining technique was obviously correct, but it failed?"
Suddenly, the sloppy old man stood up and stared at Mu Feng.
"How did you know?" the old man almost exclaimed.
"You can tell!" Mu Feng said calmly.
The sloppy old man's eyes flickered, and he quickly walked out of the booth, bowed deeply to Mu Feng, and said sincerely: "Please let me know, sir! I beg you."
Next to her, Xia Bingxuan saw that Mu Feng was ignoring her, her beautiful eyes darkened slightly, and she snorted coldly.
A handsome young man standing next to Xia Bingxuan raised his eyebrows, knowing that the opportunity had come.
He is one of Xia Bingxuan's suitors, with a great background. His name is Ji Ling, and he is the legitimate son of the head of the Ji family.
This time, Ji Ling personally invited Xia Bingxuan to visit the treasure conference.
He originally planned to give Xia Bingxuan his father's prized work, the Autumn Water Sword, in order to win the beauty's heart, but he did not expect that the opportunity to show off would be earlier than expected.
coming.
Ji Ling stepped forward and slapped his right hand on the booth.
Mu Feng and the slovenly old man both turned their heads and looked at Ji Ling.
"The Treasure Weapon Conference is the most sacred exhibition of the Ji family. Only truly high-quality weapons can be exhibited here!"
Having said this, Ji Ling looked at the sloppy old man coldly and continued: "Old guy, you have the nerve to display such a broken sword. If you don't feel embarrassed, I feel embarrassed too!"
Ji Ling turned to look at Mu Feng again and sneered: "And you, what kind of master is this waste pretending to be here! It's obviously just a broken sword, but you dare to lie and say it's a spiritual soldier! You don't understand
You're a waste of money pretending to understand, why don't you get out!"
As soon as Ji Ling opened his mouth, he scolded Mu Feng and the sloppy old man bloody.
"It's Young Master Ji Ling. He is the legitimate son of the head of the Ji family and has a distinguished status! Now that these two charlatans meet Young Master Ji Ling, I'm afraid they won't have the shame to show off and deceive again!"
"This kind of rubbish booth and this support should have been rectified a long time ago. Now that Mr. Ji Ling has come forward, it is really satisfying."
"..."
Everyone onlookers looked at this scene with gloating joy.
They had long been dissatisfied with the sloppy old man and Mu Feng's back-and-forth, but now that Ji Ling came forward, they felt secretly happy.
Mu Feng looked at Ji Ling in front of him indifferently.
How could he not see that Ji Ling just wanted to show off in front of Xia Bingxuan and use him as a stepping stone.
Mu Feng sneered, looking for a stepping stone, Ji Ling might have found the wrong person.
"You said I don't understand and pretend to understand? Then I will show you the power of this sword!"
After Mu Feng finished speaking, the index and middle fingers of his right hand came together and pointed on the broken sword.
The sword fingers moved along the body of the sword, like a pen moving like a dragon or a snake, and a faint light poured out from the fingertips.
Suddenly, the ordinary broken sword began to tremble violently, and its sword body emitted Faint yellow light.
"this……"
The sudden change in the Broken Sword immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Roar!
Suddenly, a deafening roar of a tiger suddenly erupted from the broken sword.
Strong sound waves, like water ripples, spread rapidly in all directions.
Many warriors covered their ears and looked in pain.
At this moment, Mu Feng's eyes suddenly turned murderous, and he flicked the hilt of his sword with his right hand.
Whoosh!
The broken sword rose into the sky, turned into a sword light, and rushed towards Xia Bingxuan in the crowd.
Xia Bingxuan's face changed drastically, her heart was beating very fast, and a strong sense of crisis arose in her heart.
She immediately released her eight lifebloods, and all the water and fire bloodlines hidden in her body burst out.
Xia Bingxuan was seen flying back quickly, her white jade hands shot out in the air, and a round shield of water and fire appeared in front of her.
boom!
The broken sword came through the air and hit the water and fire round shield, making a terrifying loud noise.
The round shield of water and fire exploded with a bang, and the broken sword flew away, arced through the air, and landed on the booth at Mu Feng's hand.
Xia Bingxuan snorted, her face turned slightly pale, and her eyes showed horror.
Mu Feng took a deep look at Xia Bingxuan, who was surrounded by water and fire energy.
Xia Bingxuan's control over her dual bloodlines has reached the point where she can do whatever she wants.
This broken sword is a weapon that is infinitely close to that of a spiritual weapon. It is extremely powerful. It cannot directly kill her with one blow. This woman is really not simple.
"Now, let me ask you, who is the ignorant waste who doesn't know how to pretend to understand?"
Mu Feng turned his head, looked at Ji Ling who was stunned, and spoke slowly, each word hurting his heart.
The surroundings fell into complete silence, and no one dared to say a sarcastic word anymore...