"Didn't you notice that there is something wrong with his yellow-level mid-level long sword?" Mo Tian smiled coldly.
Originally, he didn't feel anything was wrong. However, as a person who has learned the art of swordsmanship, Mo Tian clearly felt that the spiritual energy on the sword was not emanating from the sword at all.
But, man-made!
What is the purpose of artificially creating the illusion that this yellow-level mid-grade long sword is a good sword?
"I don't feel anything." Tianhai shook his head.
"Feel the aura on his sword carefully."
When Mo Tian said this, Tianhai concentrated on the aura on the yellow-level mid-grade long sword. As he looked at it, Tianhai also noticed the difference in the aura.
"Even if the yellow-level mid-level soldier emits spiritual energy, it is related to the sword, which is commonly known as sword energy, or sword intention. Does the spiritual energy in his long sword belong to sword intention? What does it have to do with the sword? This is the slightest bit of vitality.
The transformed aura has nothing to do with the sword." Mo Tian said calmly.
"Look at the middle of his sword's blade. That's where the spiritual energy is weakest. Look at the difference."
Tianhai looked at it intently again, and clearly felt that the spiritual energy in the whole body of the long sword was relatively abundant, but the spiritual energy was the weakest in the middle of the sword blade.
If you look closely, you will see that there are tiny cracks in the middle of the sword blade.
"This is a broken sword!" Tianhai shouted.
Looking at the disciples who were still driving up prices, Mo Tian showed a sarcastic smile.
"At first glance, these disciples may not have even entered the kendo gate, or they may have just entered the kendo gate and have no understanding of the sword's meaning. Instead, they thought they could make a profit by selling a yellow-level mid-grade long sword for 150 contribution points. Little did they know.
, it might just be a broken sword when you get it."
Mo Tian's voice was not loud, and several disciples standing around him heard it.
The supervisor glanced at Empress Mo, and one of the disciples mocked: "Two ignorant country bumpkins broke their swords. Yellow-level mid-level warriors are not so easy to break. Two disciples who have just started talking about swordsmanship are ridiculous."
"You!" Tian Hai was dissatisfied and was about to explode, but was stopped by Mo Tian.
"Brother Tian, there is no need to argue like a fool. Anyway, the loss is not our contribution." Mo Tian smiled coldly and was about to leave.
However, when the disciple saw the two of them preparing to leave, he felt that Mo Tian and the others were in the wrong, and immediately started making a noise.
"Stall owner, these two people said that your yellow-level mid-level long sword is a broken sword. As a seller, what do you think?"
The disciple who was happily preparing to sell his sword frowned tightly when he heard the disciple shouting loudly.
Smile lightly: "Don't worry about it. I have nothing to say to two people who don't understand swords. Come on, let's continue. I will sell this long sword to whoever bids the highest price. The highest contribution point is now 250."
Mo Tian, who was about to leave, couldn't help but stop when the stall owner said this, with a mocking look on his face.
He learned the art of making swords from Jian Lao. In the inner sect, except Jian Lao and Fengyue, who dares to say that Mo Tian doesn't understand swords?
Even the eight elders of the inner sect know more about swords than Mo Tian.
As a disciple of a seventh-level swordsmith, he was told that he didn't understand swords. Isn't this the face of a living swordsman?
It's tolerable, but it's intolerable.
If this is really the case, then Mo Tian would be happy to accompany him.
Turning back, he squeezed into the crowd. Looking at the hawking disciple, Mo Tian had a faint smile on his face: "You said I don't understand swords?"
Seeing Mo Tian returning, the stall owner also stared hard and said firmly: "Yes, the yellow-level middle-grade long sword is correct, right? You said that my long sword is a broken sword, what's the basis? There is no basis for you.
Spewing blood!"
After saying that, the stall owner's expression became sharp, he looked at Mo Tian and said coldly: "If you can't find any evidence, you have to buy my yellow-level mid-grade long sword at twice the current highest price!
Otherwise, I will accuse you of false accusation!"
"Eh..." Mo Tian shook his head and looked at the stall owner with a contemptuous smile on his face: "Originally I had nothing to do with you, but you said I don't know how to sword. That's your fault. You will die if you do it."
Bar!"
"Stop talking nonsense, aren't you a very powerful kid? Tell me, what's wrong with the stall owner's long sword?" one of the disciples watching mocked.
"Stall owner, this is wrong. Didn't I want to buy this long sword before? Is it because this guy wants to sell your sword to him?" The disciple who asked for two hundred and fifty contribution points suddenly felt dissatisfied.
"Don't worry, I don't even bother to ask for this broken sword." Mo Tian smiled coldly.
At this time, Tian Hai squeezed out of the crowd, pulled Mo Tian over, cupped his fists and apologized to the disciples around him: "My brother is not sensible. I hope everyone, Hai Han, will not argue with him."
"Brother Mo, don't cause trouble. This is the treasure gathering hall. If anything happens, the sect will punish you!" Tianhai said in a low voice.
Mo Tian shook his head and gently pushed Tianhai away.
"Country fellow, you're afraid you haven't contributed anything, right? Why don't you tell me? Then don't disturb my business and get out of here!" The stall owner immediately issued an eviction order.
"Get out! Get out!"
All the disciples immediately cheered.
"How dare you take your hand away and let the sword stand on the ground?" Mo Tian smiled coldly.
He had already seen that the long sword was not broken because the stall owner used his own Yuan Power to control it, so that the long sword wrapped in Yuan Power did not show any breakage.
However, no matter how big or small the broken gap is, there will always be a gap. When the vitality enters, less energy will enter the gap, so that weak feeling will appear.
"Why don't you dare?" The disciple raised his head and smiled.
The long sword turned and the blade penetrated straight into the ground without breaking.
Seeing that the blade of the sword was not broken, the disciples around him couldn't help but ridiculed: "Isn't it embarrassing? You don't know the sword and you are talking nonsense, it is a waste of our time."
"Go where you came from, don't get in the way of our disciples who want to buy swords here."
"Do you dare to kill it? Without using Yuan Power." Mo Tian ignored the ridicule of those disciples and continued.
Why didn't the sword break? It's just because the broken point of the sword blade was just inserted under the ground, so you couldn't tell that the sword body was broken at all.
Obviously, the stall owner knew the flaw in his sword. He wanted to drive Mo Tian away and quickly sell the broken sword.
However, he didn't expect that Mo Tian would make things difficult again and again, which made the stall owner feel angry. His face turned green and red, and he couldn't help but curse.
"You are here to cause trouble!"
"I'm just here to prove that I know swords better than you people who don't even know how to sword. It's ridiculous to want to enter the way of swordsmanship regardless of good or bad." Mo Tian turned around and taunted.
"Stall owner, show me to him!" a disciple shouted immediately.
"That's it, ***, hit this kid hard on the face!" the onlookers shouted loudly.
"Haha." The stall owner smiled coldly, looked up at Mo Tian, with murderous intent on his face, and said, "Are you here to cause trouble?"