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Chapter 1868 Famous Artifacts Are Dusted

The Genius Conference has been postponed, so Tang Hao and the others will not stay in the Wulin Inn all the time.

"You guys go out, I will consolidate the achievements of the past few days." Chen Yan wanted to stay in the inn and continue practicing.

"I also want to consolidate it. It seems that there are many masters now. If we don't consolidate more, I'm afraid we won't be able to achieve any good results. We don't have much combat experience, and we only practice internal skills and mental methods, and there aren't many.

The moves have no advantage at all during the actual battle." Lin Weiran also said the same.

"You and Qingqing go play, I'll teach the sisters some moves." Nightmare also stayed.

Among the girls, the one with the most combat experience is Nightmare. Nightmare, who has fought in the dark world of the West, is very powerful. Lin Weiran's combat power is pretty good, after all, she dealt with a lot of harassers when she was a star.

Chen Yan is a policeman and has a certain fighting ability. Zhao Mei comes from a yellow-level family and has also practiced some moves.

But these are not enough in front of real ancient warriors, unless they can completely suppress the opponent in terms of strength, just like Tang Hao.

"Okay, let Xiao Mengmeng teach you some attack and killing techniques, so you won't be in a hurry during the battle." Tang Hao said softly.

He also wants to teach the girls some moves, but he doesn't know how to do it, so what can he do?

What Nightmare can teach them is only his own combat experience, and no moves. Although they have practiced some Tang Sect moves now, their combat experience is still obviously insufficient.

Tang Hao and Qing Qing walked out of the room, while the four girls stayed inside to practice.

At this time, the Central Plains was full of people, many of whom had the same idea as Tang Hao and others, and came out to wander around when they had nothing to do.

"At this time, everyone has shown their ability to hide their strength. It's really funny to see the low-end masters one after another." Tang Hao walked while looking at the young "masters" coming and going.

Basically, their strength is at the level of a guru, neither high nor low. For young people, this level is the most average.

"We all know how to keep it secret, and we plan to make a big move by surprise when the time comes." Tang Hao said softly.

"When this group of masters suddenly unlock their own skills, I wonder if many people will be frightened." Qingqing also hid her face.

"Do you think our strength is a little lower?" Tang Hao looked at Qingqing and said, both of them now show their strength at the level of a middle master, which seems to be a little out of tune with the masters.

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"It seems to be a little different." Qingqing glanced around.

The holding of the Genius Conference and the Martial Arts Conference also brought some firepower to the entire martial arts world. Many people came out to do business by setting up street stalls and selling tiger skin plasters.

"Don't miss it if you're passing by. Come and take a look. The authentic one is also tiger skin!"

"Thousand-year-old ginseng, a necessity for nourishing martial arts..."



There were all kinds of shouts, and there were street stalls everywhere here. These stalls were run by ancient warriors, otherwise they would have been driven away by the urban management.

"Brother Hao, do you think the things they sell are real or fake?" Qing Qing asked.

"Basically, it's a lot of fakes." Tang Hao knew the result after just one glance.

"Then they're still selling it here, so they're not afraid of offending anyone." Qingqing muttered.

"Look at them, many of them have powerful backgrounds. How dare ordinary people say anything? If they buy fakes, they can only admit that they have suffered a loss. Besides, what else can they do? And those big people can only think that they have suffered a loss.

Powerful people know that these are fake, so they won’t buy them.”

Tang Hao looked at the people coming and going, but few people went to check these stalls, so he understood what was going on.

As Tang Hao walked, he saw that his third grandfather, Tang Chengying, had also set up a stall here, and Qingqing also saw it.

"Brother Hao, isn't that Third Grandpa? Why is he there too?" Qingqing asked in confusion.

"Let's go take a look."

Tang Hao took Qing Qing's little hand and headed in the direction of Tang Chengying.

"Third Grandpa, why are you here too?" Tang Hao asked.

"If the Tang Sect is going to return, it has to make a name for itself. These are some of our Tang Sect's little things. If you sell them at this time, it will be like giving them a vaccination in advance." Tang Chengying said with a smile.

: "Your father is also selling on the other side."

Tang Hao looked at some things on the street stall, including various hidden weapons and some pills. The difference from other vendors was that these things were all real.

"Is this sleeve dart really a hidden weapon of the Tang Sect?"

At this moment, a young man came over, picked up a sleeve dart on the stall, pointed at Tang Chengying's brand "Tangmen Hidden Weapon Elixir" and asked.

"Absolutely authentic Tang Sect hidden weapons and elixirs, no one can be deceived." Tang Chengying said.

"The Tang Sect has been exterminated for twenty years. You point at the hidden weapon and it looks almost new. How can you talk about the authentic Tang Sect hidden weapon?"

The young man threw his sleeve guard on the stall and left without looking back.

Tang Chengying stared at the sleeve guard on the stall in stunned silence. He really wanted to call this young man back and tell him that this was the real hidden weapon of the Tang Sect!

"Forget it, Third Grandpa, don't worry about him now. When the Genius Conference and the Martial Arts Conference are held, the Tang Sect will be able to return. By then, there will be no need for these hidden weapons and elixirs. They will also gain the same reputation. Don't forget,

I am the young head of the Tang Clan, and I will win the first place in the Genius Conference!" Tang Hao comforted.

"The Tang Sect has disappeared for too long. People nowadays can no longer recognize the Tang Sect's hidden weapons. If it were in the past, they would know the authenticity just by picking them up. The real Tang Sect's hidden weapons are different." Tang Chengying sighed.

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After a while, several people came over to take a look at Tang Chengying's hidden weapon, but in the end they all shook their heads. No one believed it was true.

In fact, several people almost believed it, but due to their preconceived views, they did not buy it in the end.

"Third Grandpa, close the stall. Anyway, the Tang Sect will return in two days, and then the name of the Tang Sect's hidden weapons will also return. Let these people regret it." Tang Hao said to the disappointed Tang Chengying.

"Hey, now it seems that they don't want to buy practical things, but want to buy famous things." Tang Chengying said very disappointed.

Not a single real Tang Sect hidden weapon has been sold. No one believes that these hidden weapons are real. Even if they are regarded as imitations, no one is willing to buy them.

"Wait a minute, old man, is your hidden weapon very useful?"

Just when Tang Chengying was closing the stall, a middle-aged man stopped Tang Chengying.

"The authentic Tang Sect hidden weapon is extremely powerful." Tang Chengying said while closing the stall.

"The use of hidden weapons is allowed in martial arts competitions. This is why the Tang Sect was able to win many championships in the past. The Tang Sect's hidden weapons are extremely powerful and difficult to guard against. How many heroes have been struck by the Tang Sect's hidden weapons!"

As the middle-aged man spoke, he picked up a sleeve dart on the street stall and said, "I want this sleeve dart. How much does it cost?"

"Two hundred thousand, no counteroffer!"

Tang Chengying didn't speak, but Tang Hao was the first to tell the price.

Tang Chengying's price was only two thousand, but when it came to Tang Hao, it was really a sky-high price of two hundred thousand!

"What? Two hundred thousand? Do you think you are really a Tang Sect hidden weapon? Even if an imitation is not weak in power, it cannot be compared with the real Tang Sect hidden weapon. It costs up to five thousand yuan!" said the middle-aged man.

"I told you, two hundred thousand, no counter-offer. If you want to buy it, buy it. If you don't want to, we will close the stall." Tang Hao and Qing Qing helped Tang Chengying clean up the stall.

"At your price, go rob a bank!"

The middle-aged man threw down his sleeve and left.

"Why didn't you sell it just now?" Tang Chengying asked.

"Why do Tang Sect's hidden weapons have to be priced at cabbage prices? Whatever the price should be, otherwise, wouldn't it be devaluing one's status?" Tang Hao said with a smile.

Tang Chengying looked at Tang Hao and seemed to understand something, so he said nothing more and spread the floor with Tang Hao. (To be continued)


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