Chen Tianao turned his head and chatted with Yuan Chunzi next to him.

The two people, one is "Kung Fu Panda" and the other is "Lucky Cat", which is purely a conversation between animals and looks very weird.

"Junzi, guess what, how much is that stick in Wei Chaoqun's hand?"

Chen Tianao did not deliberately lower the volume, and Han Feng and Han Yupeng next to him pricked up their ears.

Gen Junzi looked at it and frowned.

The stick in Wei Chaoqun's hand on the opposite side was about seventy or eighty centimeters long, about the thickness of a dumbbell's handle, and it looked like it was about twenty kilograms, which was not very heavy.

"It seems to be a very special metal, I have never seen this kind of reflection, as for the price, after all, it is a weapon, it can't be more expensive than gold."

Chen Tianao smiled slightly and raised a finger.

"The stick in Wei Chaoqun's hand, as long as he cuts off one-tenth, it is enough to buy a house in this Yandu City."

"What!"

This time it was not only Yuan Junzi, but even Han Yupeng and Han Feng next to him were full of shock.

Han Yupeng's brows flashed with an expression of disbelief, and there was a slight disdain and mockery.

"You're an outsider, aren't you?"

Mr. "Kung Fu Panda" turned his head and replied lightly.

"So what?"

Han Yupeng sneered directly.

"No wonder, it seems that you don't know enough about the housing prices in Yandu City, so you can say such big things."

After speaking, Han Yupeng casually pointed to a bungalow in the manor with his hand.

"See, that's it, it's already the worst room in my Han family's manor, do you know how much it costs to sell it outside per square meter?"

After speaking, he paused and said in a selling-off tone.

"I'm not afraid to scare you when I say it, one square meter will cost a full 100,000! That room is 100 square meters, you can count it yourself, hillbilly. ”

As soon as Han Feng heard this, he felt terrible.

This young master is young and scheming, but after all, he has seen little of the world, and he has never been threatened by his life since he was a child.

Do you really think it's a kung fu panda across from you?

Chen Tianao: That's a demon who will eat people when he gets angry!

Hurriedly make a round.

"Mr. Chen, don't mind, after all, our young master is the son of a wealthy gold family, and he may not know much about precious metals or anything."

Chen Tianao nodded.

"Well, it turns out that it will cost 100,000 square meters here, so I estimate that it is indeed a bit of a problem."

Han Yupeng showed a disdainful smile, and before he could open his mouth, Chen Tianao added.

"Then you don't need a tenth, one-fortieth is enough to buy a house."

Han Yupeng's face stiffened suddenly, and he looked at Chen Tianao's gaze with incomparable disdain.

"Are you here to compete in martial arts, or are you here to fight? Don't you be afraid to flash your tongue when the wind is strong? You mean to say that stick, with a little pinch, is worth 10 million! ”

Chen Tianao shook his head and raised four fingers.

"The price of that metal stick is more than 400 million, only a lot more, and you have 400 million, you may not be able to buy it."

Han Yupeng was directly stunned, and suddenly laughed and patted Han Feng next to him.

"Cousin, where did you find such a living treasure, running a train with a mouth, and you haven't seen money, have you? If you open your mouth, you will pay back 400 million, and the broken steel rod will be considered precious if it can exceed 1,000 yuan! ”

After speaking, he stood up directly and shouted at Xing Zhiyi.

"Master Xing! Later, you will use your cold pole sword technique to break the weapon on the opposite side first! Force him to surrender! ”

Xing Zhiyi was on the stage, heard the shout of the gold master, and turned his head and made a gesture.

"No problem!"

Han Yupeng sat back in his position and looked at Chen Tianao with a provocative gaze.

"What's the matter, the stick worth hundreds of millions in your mind is about to be blown off, do you want to pick up a rag? Maybe you can sell it to the scrap yard and make a meal, hahaha! ”

Chen Tianao didn't bother to take care of him directly, staring at the field through the panda mask.

Xing Zhiyi turned his head and looked at Wei Chaoqun.

"Take me a sword!"

After speaking, without the slightest drag, the long sword on his wrist suddenly drew a circle in the air.

Call!

A storm roared suddenly.

In the entire martial arts arena, a burst of crystal snowflakes suddenly rolled out of thin air.

The temperature drops abruptly to freezing.

Wei Chaoqun's face suddenly covered with a layer of frost between his beards.

Chen Tianao couldn't help but nodded.

Xing Zhiyi seems to have really broken through, without relying on the sword, an ordinary long sword can also exert the full power of his sword qi.

Snowflakes filled everyone's eyes.

Xing Zhiyi suddenly disappeared from the martial arts arena.

Wei Chaoqun's eyes froze, his muscles tensed, and he looked around, looking a little nervous.

The sudden disappearance of the enemy is often the most dangerous signal.

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking the air suddenly came from directly above the arena.

Wei Chaoqun looked up, and his pupils suddenly widened.

A black shadow suddenly came from mid-air with the wind, its body standing upright and facing downward, and the long sword in its hand burst out with a burst of intense white light.

Bang Bang Bang!

The air touched by the tip of the sword all condensed into a thin layer of ice in an instant, and the next moment it was immediately shattered by the sword qi and scattered in all directions.

Countless tiny Xiaoice cones were created in the air by this sword, broken, and burst.

In the blink of an eye, a white vortex descended from the sky.

Chen Tianao suddenly thought of a very famous character skill in an ancient online game.

Ice Roar!

That's right, Xing Zhiyi used the long sword as the base point, and the sword qi was cold, freezing all the moisture in the air, breaking it into countless ice picks and ice chips.

Solid ice chips, under high-speed rotation, flesh and blood, once caught in it, will instantly become full of holes!

Xing Zhiyi, who is at the peak of the eighth grade, is not incompetent!

The opponent is Chen Tianao, so he will be vulnerable.

But looking at the entire hot summer, there are only a handful of people who dare to say that their martial arts surpass Xing Zhiyi.

This move, without reservation, is already the style of a peerless master.

Wei Chaoqun was about to be shrouded in the hail vortex of Xing Zhiyi's sword qi.

Suddenly, a hint of determination appeared in the eyes of the seven-rank master.

The metal stick in his hand, under the vigorous grip, suddenly began to turn from silver to red.

That red glow, like magma in a crater.

Wei Chaoqun's eyes were bloodshot, and the tip of the stick in his hand was pointing downward.

Suddenly!

The moment when the ice storm in the air was about to reach half a foot overhead.

Wei Chaoqun moved, and suddenly pumped the stick.

A dull explosion suddenly sounded in the air.

The glowing metal stick, which had been so red that it suddenly struck the center of the ice storm.

Sonor!

There was a metal clash of metal.

Wei Chaoqun's weapon directly hit the tip of Xing Zhiyi's long sword at a precise angle!

Syllable!

Click!

Two crunchs.

The ice storm in the sky suddenly vanished!

Xing Zhiyi was between the lightning and flint, and suddenly turned over in the air, dodged Wei Chaoqun, and gently landed on the ground of the martial arts arena.

The two stood opposite each other.

None of them seemed to be injured.

Suddenly.

There was a sound of crushing metal.

Crash!

The long sword welded on Xing Zhiyi's wrist.

In an instant, it scattered and shattered to the ground.