The rat is ready to rush the list next week, and I hope everyone will leave all kinds of votes for the mouse, and it will be necessary to add more and explode when the time comes.

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Ever since he came into contact with the refining of magic weapons, it was naturally difficult for Dongfang Xiuzhe to take these swords in front of him into his eyes.

He just looked at it curiously, and on the premise of not using the Yin and Yang Eyes, he found no less than ten flaws on these swords in just a sweep of time.

If he wants, he can find more flaws.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a small beard, and his expression was a little arrogant, especially after seeing the badge worn by Dongfang Xiuzhe on his chest, his indifference was particularly obvious.

The middle-aged man glanced at the only young man in front of the stall, let out a slight cold snort from his nose, and then returned his gaze to the swords he had refined with his own hands and made him proud.

It's ridiculous that a mere yellow-rank refiner of the first grade actually pretends to be profound, at first glance, it is a freshman in the refining academy who has never seen much of the world!

Seeing that the young man paused for a moment and was about to pick up a broad-edged heavy sword, the middle-aged man finally couldn't hold it anymore and said, "That's not something you can pick up, it's better to save it!"

Hearing the stall owner's sudden words, Dongfang Xiuzhe was stunned for a moment, and immediately retracted the hand that was about to be stretched out, and squinted his eyes at the stall owner who looked a little impatient.

"There's no sword I can't hold yet!" Dongfang Xiuzhe sneered.

Originally, he was going to point out the stall owner's shortcomings in refining weapons, but now, considering the attitude of the pusher, he changed his mind.

"The tone is really not small! if your refining level is like yours, it won't be just a Yellow Order First Grade. The middle-aged man smiled a little sarcastically.

Dongfang Xiuzhe followed with a smile and said, "With these swords of yours, even I, a person of the first rank of the Yellow Order, can't look down on me!"

"What do you mean?" the middle-aged man's eyes widened.

Dongfang Xiuzhe waved his hand, and was about to turn around and leave, suddenly. An unfamiliar voice came from behind him.

"Huh, and people my age!"

The voice is brittle, and it should be a young girl.

Dongfang Xiuzhe saw a little girl who was about the same age as him and had a pair of extraordinarily bright big eyes looking at him curiously with her hands behind her back.

Looking at the school uniform that this little girl was wearing, it turned out to be a student of the "Heavenly Fire Refining Academy", and the badge symbolizing the Yellow Order Third Rank Refiner was pinned to her chest.

"Classmate, which refining academy are you from? Are you also a person? Did your teacher also assign you homework to find inspiration at the refining ceremony? Why are you the first grade of the Yellow Order? Are you here to pick a sword, do you want me to give you some construction ...... the third grade of the Yellow Order?"

What Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't expect was that before he could speak, the little girl who suddenly appeared in front of him said a lot like beads.

"Haha, the refining level is not as good as a little girl. The stall owner seized the opportunity. Laughed unscrupulously.

"What a delicate sword, it's really all a fine product! Uncle, are these all refined by you? It's so powerful, if I can refine this level of equipment, I will definitely be able to exceed ......."

The little girl threw herself in front of the stall and shouted with her eyes shining.

The stall owner's vanity was satisfied, and his expression couldn't help but ease a lot, and he also put on a look of "seniors pointing out juniors".

Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't want to waste time here, just this kind of sword. He can refine dozens of them in the time it takes him to sneeze.

"Classmate, what do you think of this, I think it's pretty good!"

Who knew that this little girl who suddenly appeared actually grabbed Dongfang Xiuzhe's arm. Pointing to a thin sword that he had just put down, he recommended.

Dongfang Xiuzhe shook his head, and spoke in his heart, this won't be "Tuo", isn't it too enthusiastic?

"And what about this one?" the little girl did not give up. Keep recommending.

recommended several in a row, but they failed to impress Dongfang Xiuzhe.

The stall owner was a little unhappy again, he really couldn't get used to the disdainful eyes of the young man in front of him. Snorted coldly: "Go, go, I'm a person who only sells swords!"

Watching Dongfang Xiuzhe leave, the little girl also followed.

Originally, the matter could have ended here, but just a few meters after Dongfang Xiuzhe walked out, the stall owner's muttering caused trouble.

"Don't pee on what kind of virtue you are, a yellow-level first-grade refiner, to put it nicely, it's a refiner, if it's not good, it's a beginner's waste, and you dare to come to me, I really don't know who taught it, I get angry when I look at that arrogant look, and I don't think his parents are much better......"

The stall owner was arranging the swords in front of him and arranging them from small to large, and he lowered his head and muttered to himself, not noticing that the young man who had just left actually walked back with a wicked smile on his face.

"Why are you back again?" the stall owner asked, sensing someone in front of him, looking up and a little surprised.

"I've changed my mind!" Dongfang Xiuzhe decided to teach the stall owner a lesson.

"Hey, if you like one of them, I can bargain for you, I'm very strong in this regard. The little girl leaned in front of Dongfang Xiuzhe and whispered.

At this time, Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't have time to pay attention to her at all, pointed to the most petite women's sword in front of him and asked, "How can this one be sold?"

The stall owner said without emotion: "700,000 gold coins, no counteroffer!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe picked up his sword and sneered: "This kind of garbage, something that can be broken with just a few fingers, dare to sell 700,000 gold coins?"

"What did you say?" the stall owner was stunned for a moment, then became furious, and shouted, "You say it again?"

"I said that this kind of garbage that can be broken with a flick of the light, and dare to take it out conspicuously, and return 700,000 gold coins, are you crazy about money?" Dongfang Xiuzhe stared at the other party coldly, without the intention of giving in.

"You...... You trash, you dare to slander me......" The stall owner's face changed color in an instant, he never thought that a mere teenager would dare to be so arrogant.

There is nothing more infuriating for a refiner than having his work belittled.

"Hey, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, it's true. This kind of goods also dared to be displayed at the refining ceremony. Dongfang Xiuzhe shook his head and sighed, completely ignoring the stall owner's expression of imminent departure.

The little girl beside her didn't expect things to develop to this point, and she was a little overwhelmed by the fright without going through this formation.

"Well, I'm in a much better mood now. Dongfang Xiuzhe spoke again, "It's not easy for you to show up, ten gold coins and these swords are all needed." ”

Ten gold coins?

The stall owner was so angry that his limbs trembled, and he took these works casually. The cost of materials alone is tens of thousands.

The little girl's mouth opened wide in surprise, she had always thought that she dared to bargain, but today she realized that compared to the young man in front of her, she was weak.

Ten gold coins, let alone buying a sword, even buying a scabbard, is far from enough. And this boy actually planned to buy all the swords here.

At that moment, the little girl thought: either there is something wrong with her ears or something is wrong with the boy's head.

"You...... You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, or Hugh will blame me......"

The stall owner is about to lose his mind. A pair of eyes were already bloodshot, and the fighting spirit in his body began to overflow.

"Do you want a reasonable explanation?" Dongfang Xiuzhe casually picked up the women's sword, stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly, "Is this explanation enough?"

"Ding!"

With a slight sound. A jaw-dropping scene appeared.

I saw that the sword that Dongfang Xiuzhe picked up in his hand actually began to crack, and the original smooth sword body. It fell into shards, and in the end, only the hilt was still intact.

Seeing this scene, the stall owner, who was originally about to go crazy, was instantly dumbfounded.

"No...... It couldn't be ......."

This blow was too big for him, and he would never have thought that the sword he was proud of refining would really turn into pieces under the light flick of the young man.

Even he was so surprised, and the little girl stayed directly on the spot.

Dongfang Xiuzhe unceremoniously picked up another sword, put his fingers together, and still flicked his nails lightly on the body of the sword.

"Ding!"

History repeats itself, and this sword, which looks unusually sharp, has also been turned into countless fragments.

At this time, the stall owner was speechless, and his brain was in chaos.

Under his direct gaze, Dongfang Xiuzhe destroyed one after another, but in a moment's time, none of the fragments could withstand his light flick.

"Now you get it!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe said to the petrified stall owner, and threw ten gold coins as he left.

A quarter of an hour later, the stall owner awoke from his petrified state, and instead of paying attention to the ten golden coins that had fallen to the ground, he took the fragments on his knees and repeated over and over again: How so?

A qiē happened too suddenly, and it was too weird, I guess even if it made him want to break his head, he couldn't figure out what was going on?

A tingling pain suddenly came from the stall owner's hand, which made him calm down a little, and when he looked down carefully, his palm was burned.

The shards on his hands turned out to be very hot.

New questions arise, how can these fragments have such high temperatures?

With doubts and puzzlement, the stall owner looked at it carefully, and suddenly, his body shook, and he picked up a sword hilt from the ground with a solemn expression.

On the hilt of the sword, there is an extra line of small words: If there is a next time, it will be broken more than just your sword!

Wiping his eyes, the stall owner looked carefully again and again, and the shock in his heart was like a stormy wave, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

The young man he regarded as a waste of refining weapons turned out to be a master of the world, and this small line of words alone was enough to prove that the young man's refining level was far beyond what he could compare.

And judging from the fact that the boy can shatter his works with a snap of his fingers, his strength will definitely be very terrifying.

Thinking that he had invisibly offended such a master, the stall owner broke out in a cold sweat, quickly cleaned up the debris and stall, and quietly left...... (To be continued......)