Some people had been choosing for a few days, and they hadn't figured out which martial arts to choose, so they handed over Xiao Fengping's martial arts to them.

As some of the Witnesses recounted, the uproar in the crowd grew.

And the gray-haired old man, still dressed sloppily, closed his eyes, as if he was napping, suddenly heard movement outside, muttered a little dissatisfied, and then woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Feng walking towards him step by step.

"Yo, it's you!"

The old man was stunned.

As everyone expected, Xiao Fengping got two sets of high-level martial arts, and it would take at least a year or more to cultivate, and he originally thought that in a short period of time, they would not meet again.

But this time, just eight days later, he reappeared.

Moreover, he also knew that Xiao Fengping's remaining contribution was not enough to exchange for other exercises.

What he came here for, needless to say.

"Thank you, senior brother, for your help." Xiao Fengping came to a table with a smile on his face.

"How many books are there this time?" The old man was rarely a little apprehensive.

He also clearly remembered that since Xiao Fengping handed over a set of exercises, every two days, he would speed up, one volume a day, one volume a day, and four volumes every five days.

Eight days later, how many will there be?

The old man was a little embarrassed, and everyone else thought that Xiao Fengping was preparing inventory, but only he knew that these things had just been refined.

Some might think it's a large-scale replication.

However, the words on this book, the old man could see at a glance that the book was written with great confidence, and it was obvious that he had a deep understanding of the book, relying on his own ideas, rather than copying it down in a serious manner like other people.

How many books can be published in eight days, in his opinion, the test is not the foundation, but the speed.

In his mind, there were about seven.

Rao is like this, this amount is enough to impress him.

Xiao Fengping didn't speak, but took out a book from his pocket.

At this time, everyone noticed that he was burly and had a bulging chest, not muscles, but a book of martial arts skills.

Bang bang bang.

A door exercise was photographed by him.

Time and time again, everyone's hearts are racing, and there are more and more books on the table.

Xiao Fengping showed up the five scrolls, and the people around him who didn't know the truth were dumbfounded.

Xiao Fengping's eight cheats exceeded everyone's expectations, Yu Shuanghan was very familiar with the town in Xiao Fengping's hometown, but he was frightened by the people in front of him and couldn't believe it.

After Xiao Fengping took out all the eleven volumes, Ren Zixuan leaned against a stone pillar unconscious.

In the end, Xiao Fengping put down this book, and even the old man was a little hesitant, feeling that there were too many books, and he couldn't remember them.

"Fifteen copies, I hope the old gentleman will see it." Xiao Fengping casually crumpled the book in his hand and said softly.

As soon as these words came out, the people around were all stunned.

They had never seen someone give them martial arts, one by one.

Fifteen volumes, layered on top of each other, and a faint scent of ink.

But now, everyone has seen that this is not fifteen volumes, this is a lot of money, a lot of money!

"Fifteen, even if they all add up, it will cost seventy-five contributions."

"I've heard that the things he sent are not ordinary low-grade goods, six servings per piece, that is, tens of thousands of taels, and on our side, there are almost 10 million taels."

The hearts of the strong are full of fear.

Even if they are from the royal capital, even if there are the least martial arts masters here, such a number is really a bit scary.

They have to design carefully in order to find the exercises that suit their physique.

But the person in front of him obviously handed over seven doors and took away two of the strongest martial arts, but this time, his strength has increased a lot.

In this way, earn more tribute.

Everyone was shocked, including Yu Shuanghan and Ren Zixuan, who stared at Xiao Fengping with a strange gaze.

Yu Shuanghan was taken aback, he didn't expect that a person from a small town would have so many treasures.

Ren Zixuan was shocked, she didn't expect the people in this town to be so profound.

And they, one is standing on the same front as Xiao Fengping, and the other has just met, and there is not much conflict, so their eyes are full of envy and admiration.

There was only one person, and there was a raging fire burning in his eyes.

This prince Jianchen is the one who bought an exercise from Xiao Fengping in the first place.

"This kid," Long Chen scolded in his heart.

In Jianchen's eyes, there seemed to be a fire burning.

He didn't really want superior internal strength, the reason why he bought Xiao Fengping's exercises was entirely because he wanted a one-to-one bet.

He originally thought that this old man was provoking him, making him lower his expectations of Xiao Fengping, and letting him take the ineligible exercises into his pocket.

Unexpectedly, in the past few days, his eyes have been straightened, and he has specially practiced it, and found that this book is absolutely true, and it is the best of the best.

If this is all the case, Jianchen will not be happy.

But he soon knew that Xiao Fengping handed over several copies in a row.

He really didn't believe it.

This old guy has always been strict, and he can't get all the books this guy gives him.

Jianchen always felt that there must be something greasy in this, and there must be something unsightly.

He bought all the exercises sent by Xiao Fengping.

You can imagine what a terrible thing this is.

Xiao Fengping's book of exercises is naturally no problem, if something goes wrong, he will definitely not want it.

This time, he spent all the resources he had accumulated on an upcoming mission, and he also owed a large amount of money.

One to one, he lost under this temptation like this, like a hundredfold gambler, winning again and again.

But in the end, he lost completely, and even he, who had always been stingy, also had a grudge against Xiao Fengping.

At this moment, Xiao Fengping didn't think at all that he would hand over an exercise to others for no reason, and others would just believe it, so he had to make a bet, and finally put the responsibility on him.

By this time, the old man had read all the books.

The old man didn't say a word, and put away Xiao Fengping's book in front of everyone.

This move surprised everyone around.

That means, he passed.

Seeing this scene, a big stone fell to the ground in Xiao Fengping's heart.

These fifteen exercises were all written by him at the fastest speed.

In the past eight days, in addition to eating, he is writing a book, and even in the process of eating, his brain is constantly running.

Although there is only one sheet of paper per page, there are hundreds of sheets of paper in each volume, and all the books are filled at once, and even writing becomes a kind of fatigue.