I searched for the voice and found that the voice came from an inconspicuous place.
"Epee? Return black iron! Brag! It's all rusted like this, didn't you see?" A hoarse, sharp and high-pitched voice suddenly overpowered that magnetism.
As Zhang Bufan approached, an inexplicable chill came over him.
This is a small stall, two meters square, with no plaque. There is only a cloth flag hung behind the boss with a big Chinese character "兵" written on it.
It can already be seen clearly that this male duck voice actually has a handsome face, which looks a bit cute.
"Little brother, I told you that you don't understand. It's not rust. It falls off when you shake it! If you don't believe it, just look at it!" The boss with a magnetic voice shook his wrist slightly as he spoke.
A strange thing happened. The layers of rust stains attached to the sword actually fell off like running water.
"Oh! It's really interesting! Not bad!"
The drake couldn't help but utter a compliment, grabbed the sword in his hand, and shook it.
But the topic suddenly changed, "But this is too heavy. The sword moves lightly, the sword moves thickly, and the spear can defeat the heroes. Do you understand? And this sword is too blunt. I need to sharpen it when I get back."
..."
It was obvious that this drake-voiced shota was not known for his strength. He held an epee in his hand, only shook it for a moment, then hung down, unable to perform a larger dance.
Lao Song chuckled twice, "Haha! You don't understand this again. As the saying goes, a heavy sword has no edge, and a big skill has no workmanship. It seems that you are still young, how can you understand these principles? An elephant is invisible, and a loud sound is silent.
Generous without corners, as clear as humiliation, great..."
"How much? I'll buy it!"
Zhang Bufan also had a look of surprise on his face and screamed out hastily, as if he had discovered a rare treasure that was rare in a thousand years and was afraid that others would snatch it away.
"50,000!" The boss just glanced at Zhang Bufan and gave a price indifferently.
Many people asked about the price, but none were affordable.
Zhang Bufan's age and clothing are unremarkable.
"Fifty thousand, I'll buy it!" To the boss's surprise, Zhang Bufan didn't pay back the price and immediately expressed his intention to buy it.
The boss's eyes lit up, he glanced at Shota's face, but said nothing.
"No, no, no, no!" Zhengtai was dissatisfied at first, and turned to Zhang Bu
Fan.
"Young man, didn't you see us negotiating the price?"
Although Zhang Bufan was younger than the other party, he was not afraid and said calmly, "I only heard you finding fault."
"You!" Shota was about to get angry.
The boss stopped Mr. Shota's face and said hurriedly, "Forget it, forget it, I'm in business. Since I've made a bid and this little brother wants to buy it, I'll sell it to him."
"You can go around again!" His last words were addressed to Shota's face.
"Why? I came first, okay? In that case, I'll pay you 60,000 yuan and sell it to me!" It sounded like Mr. Shota was angry.
The boss looked at Zhang Bufan in embarrassment.
"One hundred thousand!"
Zhang Bufan still looked calm.
"One hundred and ten thousand!" Shota's face turned red and his voice became even shriller.
"Two hundred thousand!"
"You!" Mr. Zhengtai's face was swollen to the color of pig liver, turning red and purple.
Although he was angry, he was also very calm. Every time the price went up by 11,000 yuan, Zhang Bufan couldn't resist doubling the price.
"Okay, okay! You two have no grievances, and there is no need to offend each other. I think this little brother sincerely wants to buy it, so don't fight anymore. I'll sell it to this little brother for 200,000 yuan!"
Zhang Bufan raised a smile and swiped his card to pay.
The epee was in my hand, weighing more than forty pounds. I swung it a few times, but it felt a little strenuous. "Ren'er, let's go! Hey hey hey hey!"
They didn't notice that the boss and the shot behind them had proud smiles on their faces.
"Uncle Hei, you seem to have been fooled."
Having already walked out of the market, Xiao Luo Ren's childish voice reminded him.
"Ren'er, uncle is not afraid of being fooled. He is as wise as a fool." Zhang Bufan patted Luo Ren's little head.
It has to be said that this little guy is very smart. Just now he has noticed that the owner of the weapons store and the shot are acting like a couple.
How could Zhang Bufan fail to see what was going on?
"Ren'er, uncle told you, if you guessed correctly, the full name of this sword should be the Ice Black Iron Sword!" Zhang Bufan said as he brought the sword close to Luo Ren's body.
A feeling of coldness spread all over Luo Ren's body. The little guy shuddered and said, "It's so cold!"
Zhang Bufan put the sword directly into the Qiankun bag and continued to introduce, "This sword is extremely cold and can avoid flames and high temperatures at close range. In addition to its cold nature,
Another feature is that it has extremely strong magnetism and can firmly attract iron objects. It is a rare treasure that can be encountered but cannot be found. It is worth 200,000 yuan!"
It is worth mentioning that when Cheng Yu returned to Zhang Bufan's home and reattached his right arm, he left him a large amount of cultivation resources.
With these training resources, although Zhang Bufan did not have much knowledge, he worked hard in his favorite field of martial arts, so he had today's opportunity.
Maybe it's because of the uncontrollable excitement about the harvest, or maybe it's for other reasons.
Along the way, he felt that there was an outpouring of energy in the sea of qi, ready to move.
He simply picked up little Luo Ren, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he was walking as fast as flying.
Want to relieve that urge.
However, contrary to expectations, the more Zhang Bufan tried to suppress that energy, the harder it became to tame and control it.
When he ran home, that energy turned into power, making him eager to release it.
Therefore, the first thing Zhang Bufan did when he entered the corridor was to put down Luo Ren and told him, "Don't come out, stay here and watch your uncle practice his sword!"
After saying that, Zhang Bufan turned around, turned into a black whirlwind, drew out the Ice Black Iron Sword, and slashed towards the open space in front of the building.
The Ice Black Iron Sword was extremely heavy, but fortunately Zhang Bufan had no place to use it when he was full of strength.
At the same time, the moves of the epee are not complicated. Most of them are simple chopping movements, ranging from simple to heavy.
The more this type of swordsmanship is, the more it requires people with a simple temperament to practice it.
Zhang Bufan is exactly this kind of person.
In his world, directness is better than ingenuity, which is exactly what the saying goes, "Great skill does not work."
In Xiao Luo Ren's view, this black uncle seemed to be going crazy. He was chopping, slashing, lifting, and smashing, all carrying huge energy, mixed with a chill that was stronger than the previous one, and spread to the surrounding area.
When Zhang Bufan exerted his last move, he shouted "ice and snow!"
The sword energy condensed into frost, forming sharp ice blades and frost thorns, which shot towards the ground around them like flying away.
Swish, swish, swish..., crackle! crackle!
Buzz!
Zhang Bufan felt happy, and a familiar breath and feeling spread throughout his body.