Mo Tian spread his hands and made a helpless expression: "Who told you that I don't know how to sword? It's the same sentence. If you die, you will pay for it."
"Get out!" The stall owner couldn't bear it anymore and started fighting.
Looking at the palm coming towards him, Mo Tian snorted coldly: "You sold the broken sword to deceive others and you blame me? Since you took action, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
It was obvious that the stall owner was only a disciple of a third-level warrior, and he looked weak in front of Mo Tian, a fourth-level warrior.
"Go away!" Mo Tian snorted coldly and slapped him with his backhand!
After being tempered by a thousand pounds of iron wood, Mo Tian's strength has already reached a terrifying level.
Even without using spiritual power, the stall owner was still slapped by Mo Tian and fell to the ground.
boom--
The loud noise also attracted the attention of the surrounding sword-selling disciples.
Everyone gathered around and looked at the disciple who was knocked to the ground.
The disciple who knew the stall owner immediately shouted: "Senior Brother Li!"
After reluctantly getting up from the ground, Senior Brother Li looked at Mo Tian with a more frightened look.
He felt that Mo Tian had knocked him away without even using his vitality, and it was obvious that he had hit an iron plate.
He immediately said respectfully: "This senior brother, I'm Li Rang, don't you know your senior brother's name?"
"Mo Tian." Mo Tian smiled lightly.
"You are Mo Tian!" Li Rang was shocked.
As an existence that could attract the attention of the capitals of both factions, Mo Tian's name had already spread throughout the inner sect. He never thought that Li Rang would bump into him today.
Li Rang was a disciple of the Bo Xue faction, but at that time he was at the back of the disciples and could not see Mo Tian's face clearly.
Wiping away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, Li Rang said with a sullen face: "Mo Tian, we are all disciples of Senior Brother Bo Xue, there is no need to quarrel, right?"
"Since you are a disciple of Senior Brother Bo Xue's faction, then I, Mo Tian, will give you a favor and pick up your broken sword and get out! I don't understand swords, so, do you understand?" Mo Tian sneered.
"Yes, I'll take my leave." Li Rang didn't want to cause more trouble. In addition, as a disciple of the Bo Xue faction, he knew Mo Tian's current position in the Bo Xue faction. Even if he was in trouble, he could only choke.
Mo Tian, he can't afford to offend him!
Putting away his sword, Li Rang left in despair, leaving only Mo Tian standing at Li Rang's original stall.
The disciples around him also looked at Mo Tian differently.
The disciples of the Bo Xue faction were shocked by Mo Tian's powerful strength, while the Wang Feng faction had a vague suspicion of Mo Tian.
The disciple who had previously offered 250 contribution points to buy the sword was even more shocked.
It can be seen from Li Rang's dejected departure that he was really selling a broken sword, and he was prepared to sell it at such a high price.
He is a disciple of the Bo Xue faction and does not have much hostility towards Mo Tian.
He walked up to Mo Tian and clasped his fists: "I am Chen Run, a disciple of Senior Brother Bo Xue's faction. I have met Senior Brother Mo Tian."
"Yeah." Mo Tian nodded.
Li Rang's departure did not make the onlookers leave, but instead they all looked at Mo Tian.
They wanted to take a closer look at what Mo Tian, who was well known to the inner circle, looked like.
Seeing the crowd of disciples watching, Mo Tian had a flash of inspiration. He flipped his wrist and held a long sword in his hand.
"Li Rang deceives you with a broken sword, but I, Mo Tian, will not do that. Mo Tian didn't contribute much when he first arrived at the inner sect. My sword is also a yellow-level mid-grade long sword. If anyone needs it, you can buy it."
What Mo Tian was holding in his hand was the yellow-level middle-grade long sword that he had obtained from Feng Qiao before.
Looking at this scene, Tianhai couldn't help but feel a little funny. This guy really knows how to do business at the right time.
There happened to be a lot of people at this time, so it was a good time to sell swords, and there was no need to go out and shout at them.
With a flick of his wrist, the scabbard fell to the ground, revealing the blade with a cold glow.
Mo Tian thrust the long sword in his hand straight into the ground and said: "If anyone thinks there is something wrong with this sword, you can come up and try it. If there is no problem, then I will start selling swords."
For Mo Tian, those disciples still had a little faith in him.
After all, Mo Tian has Feng Yue behind him, so the swords he sells shouldn't be fake, and it will be even more embarrassing for Feng Yue.
"Li Rang's broken sword was sold for 150 contribution points. This is a real yellow-level middle-grade long sword. Moreover, I can feel that its quality is pretty good. It should be regarded as a middle-grade yellow-grade long sword."
"The best grade." Mo Tiandao.
"I am considered poor. This sword has 300 contribution points. Anyone who is interested can make an offer."
"Three hundred contribution points?" The onlookers were shocked.
Some disciples who had few contribution points touched the disciple tokens in their hands and left one after another.
Most of the people who stayed behind were theatergoers, and they wanted to see how much Mo Tian's sword could be fetched.
There are only a very small number of people who actually have money, including that Chen Run.
Because they were both from the Bo Xue faction, Chen Run also knew Mo Tian's status, so he wanted to have a good relationship with Mo Tian.
"I will contribute three hundred contribution points." Chen Run quoted.
"Three hundred and ten contribution points." There are also rich people who are disciples of the Bo Xue faction.
Chen Run had this idea, but didn’t those people?
Mo Tian said that this long sword was a top-grade long sword among the yellow-level mid-grade swords. They actually believed Mo Tian.
They don't have this yellow-level mid-grade long sword. If they can buy it and have a good relationship with Mo Tian, why not?
"I, I will give you three hundred and twenty contribution points." Li Rang, who had been away for a long time, squeezed out of the crowd and looked at Mo Tian with an apologetic smile.
"Senior Brother Mo Tian, I just want to sell that sword and then use my remaining contribution points to buy another one. Since Senior Brother Mo Tian also sells swords, let's sell it to Li Rang to compensate Senior Brother Mo Tian."
Li Rang's appearance also aroused boos from some disciples, but Li Rang was very thick-skinned and didn't care about the boos from those disciples.
"If you say I'll sell you, I'll sell you. I haven't settled the score with you yet!" Chen Run looked at Li Rang and said angrily.
"Chen Run, you are so arrogant? How dare you talk to me like that?" Li Rang glared at Chen Run.
Although they are both third-level warriors, Chen Run has just broken through to the third-level warrior, while Li Rang has been a third-level warrior for many years.
"Me!" Chen Run glared angrily, not daring to speak.
Looking at the two of them, Mo Tian coughed and said, "I'm here to sell swords, not to listen to the quarrel between you two!"
The two stared at each other, both hummed, and continued to quote.
"Three hundred and thirty contribution points." Chen Run said loudly.
"Three hundred and forty contribution points!" Li Rang was not to be outdone.
The bidding voices all around became quieter, and only these two people were heard bidding loudly.
Looking at the two of them, Tianhai couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with them two?"
Mo Tian smiled calmly: "The more they fight, the more beneficial it will be to me. Let them go. I want to see if the two of them can exceed my psychological expectations."
"What are your expectations?" Tianhai asked.
"It was three hundred and five before, but now I have changed my mind. Five hundred is not impossible." Mo Tian said with a slight smile, with the corner of his mouth raised.