This is the fat man's temptation of Yate, and the blow of eighty percent of the spiritual power infused by the mid-eighth order professional is enough to break the tendons and fracture the tendons of the ordinary eighth-order early stage professional.

These days, he has been accommodating to Yate and is afraid of Yate, and this time he wants to take this opportunity to test Yate's level.

"Oh, thank you, big brother. Art felt a strong aura fluctuation emanating from the cloth bag, and did not get angry, just smiled slightly, and gently raised his right hand.

The moment Art's right hand was raised, an imperceptible golden light flashed on Art's hand.

This golden light was a suppressed shield of light, and without the assistance of holy weapons and others, Art would not dare to hold it too big.

"Boom!" The light shield in Art's hand collided with the cloth bag at a distance, and after a moment of stalemate, the light shield in Art's palm suddenly broke, and the cloth bag immediately smashed into Art's hand.

Suddenly, Arte felt a strong force coming from his palm, and immediately the spiritual power belonging to the Guardian of Light rushed into his palm, and began to compete with this force.

It wasn't until a moment later that Art's palm intercepted the cloth bag.

Thanks to the light shield that absorbed a lot of damage, otherwise this blow would have been enough to smash Art's hand bones to pieces.

But even so, Art still felt that his palm was burning for a while, and the whole palm was already a little numb.

Light Healing!Arter muttered silently in his heart, and a faint light fluttered in Art's palm.

Originally, it was not a major injury, but under the treatment of phototherapy, it only took a second to completely recover.

"Thank you, big brother in charge. Art gently weighed the cloth bag in his hand and thanked him softly.

Suddenly, the pupils of the fat man on it shrank slightly, and eighty percent of the spiritual power thrown by the mid-eighth order professional, even if the professional of the same level was caught off guard, the hand bones would be broken.

On the other hand, Yat, although a lot of time was wasted in the next time. However, he didn't suffer any injuries, and this level was not at all something that a professional in the early stage of the eighth order could do.

"My brother is really good, I was worried about what danger my brother would encounter when he went out, but now it seems that I am too worried. After coming back to his senses slightly, the fat man smiled slightly, and there was no leakage between his words.

"Brother, you're welcome. For the sake of my comfort, I can naturally understand it. Art smiled and nodded, not angry or unhappy in his heart.

The fat man's politeness now lies in the fear of his own strength, and these days he has been bowing his head and being polite to himself, and it is normal to want to test his strength.

"Haha, it's great that you can understand me, brother. The fat man's eyes narrowed into slits, and his smile deepened.

Just as the fat man and Art were talking, all the miners in the mining area gathered at this time.

"Report to the person in charge, the 144 miners in the mining area have been fully assembled. The thin black young man who had gone to report the news before took a step forward. Reporting to the fat man.

"Brother, you and Caslint go first, I'll distribute your spirit crystals in advance, you go first, I have to distribute spirit crystals to others. When the fat man heard the thin black miner's report, he ignored it, but said to Art.

Then, the fat man shoved a handful of spirit crystals into Caslint's hand. He waved at Art.

Caslint nodded, and took the spirit crystal. Take Art and head north.

"Okay, now we'll start distributing your spirit crystals. The fat man watched Art and Caslint walk away, turned his head, and shouted at the crowd

"Master, you really sent it this time, I didn't expect this person in charge to have such a treasure!" The sound of a cornucopia came into Art's head.

The abrupt voice startled Art, and his mind was full of doubts, but then Art came back to his senses.

Could it be that the good thing is that the fat man gave him eighty medium-grade spirit crystals? Thinking of this couldn't help but make Art a little speechless.

"Good thing, what good thing did he give me? Isn't it eighty medium-grade spirit crystals?" Art responded to the cornucopia, a little helpless.

I have hundreds of high-grade spirit crystals in the Tower of Babel. Not to mention 80 medium-grade spirit crystals, it's nothing.

"Master, you don't understand, the precious thing is not in the spirit crystal, but in the cloth bag that holds him!" In the cornucopia space, the old man was a little admired, and through the space, he just stared at the cloth bag held in Yat's hand.

"Cloth bag?" Art was a little puzzled, and then his hand tightened slightly, and he pinched the cloth bag in his hand, as if he thought of something, and lowered his head violently.

At this moment, Yate figured out the joints inside, and a thick horror flashed in his eyes, this cloth bag was infused with eighty percent of the spiritual power by the fat man before it was thrown over.

Generally speaking, eighty percent of the spiritual power of an eighth-order professional or a mid-level professional can't withstand even a seventh-order enchanted weapon.

I don't know what the material of this cloth bag is, but it can withstand eighty percent of the spiritual power of a mid-eighth order professional!

"You mean this cloth bag is a treasure!" Art asked with some excitement as he turned into a treasure in the cornucopia, which is naturally a very precious category.

"That's right, this cloth is called Tiandou material, if it is made into clothes, even a ninth-order professional cannot destroy it, it was all the rage thousands of years ago, but later due to the interruption of some crafts, this kind of cloth has become less and less, and today, it can no longer be found, I didn't expect to be seen here today. Cornucopia sighed and said.

Art, who had followed Caslint to the city of the Exiled Lands, paused slightly.

"Withstand the attack of a ninth-order professional and not be destroyed?!" Arter stuck out his tongue violently, a little shocked.

At the same time, Art's heart also rose a burst of ecstasy, if you can make a dress out of this fabric, it will undoubtedly greatly improve your defense and survivability.

Although the cloth bag has too little fabric to make clothes at all, it is nothing to Yate, who has a cornucopia.

"Master, don't be too happy, if it's a whole finished piece of clothing, it's okay, otherwise you can get scraps like a cloth bag, although the cornucopia can be copied out of such materials, you don't have the ability to process this kind of cloth, this kind of cloth can only be processed by saint-level professionals. Just as Art was happy, a cornucopia of cold water was poured on Art's head.

Suddenly Yate was speechless for a while, it seemed that after reaching the Holy Rank, this cloth was useless at all.

"Art, why did you stop?" asked as Arter was speechless, Kaslint turned around, looked at Art in some surprise, and asked. (To be continued.) )